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The days are getting longer. Everyone feels it, the hours tick by slower and every rehearsal, every session and every day pulls by slower and slower. Everyone feels it.
But yoongi sees it.
It has always been very apparent to him. The pain, the hurt, the anger…. All those negative emotions always seem to flock to him like vultures to a prey.
Maybe its because he’s been friends with those disheartening thoughts for so long, that he sees when they start growing in others too.
Hobi’s the sunshine. The dance leader. The perfectionist. The ace that every company wants in their leading group. Cause who wouldn’t want an all rounder with a cheery personality.
But its too easy to spot his darker days. Cause those are the days he gets sharper with himself. Running the choreos a bit too long. Hitting the notes just too right. Tighter turns, quicker spots, angrier voice. But its all too subtle that most people miss it.
But he sees.
And he saw the way those hate comments caused his sunshine confidence to shrivel up into doubts. Empty fan baskets turning into full filled insecurities. The industry is bound to change you. Maybe in ways that it shouldn’t.
But yoongi saw, so he always screamed his praises the loudest, making the rest of his brother follow. So he stuck by their sunshine on the days even their sun got gloomy.
So he sat the longer days to help him learn rap, he sat the shorter days when all hobi could do was write.
He sang the middle parts for his demos cause he needed the references.
He gave him the wind that chased the darker clouds away.
He did what he could.
Namjoon was their leader. The headstrong intelligent and bold kid that saw the brilliance and potential in their line up when no one else did.
But yoongi saw the days he questioned himself. He saw the way he’d second guess his decisions and he saw the way the pressure of leading a bunch of teenage boys to success weighed on his shoulders. He saw the millisecond of hesitance when no one else did.
Namjoon’s been with him the longest, how could he not see?
So he sat and listened when the ideas flowed faster than 2 hands capable of writing. He sat and hummed the days where namjoon felt his melodies didn’t flow. He sat and helped the younger acclaim his production skills, he sat and watched and assured him cause the kid was a lyrical genius, his worried mind didn’t need a mentor, all it took was assurance. And if all it it took to dispel his unwarranted fears and questions was a nod. Then thats what he did.
Thats the least he could do.
He did what he could.
Jimin has always the most sensitive one, the caring and loving personality has always been the first one to take the hits, and his insecurities and so called flaws never helped him either. So he saw the way those fat shaming comments ate their way through the young boy’s empty stomach.
He saw the way the numbers ticked lower each weight day and he saw the food laying untouched on his plate as he distracted everyone with his dazzling smile and cherub cheeks.
He was always the more sensitive one among them, so it was always easy to spot when his moods drooped and his days got harder.
But yoongi saw, so he always bickered with him a minute or two longer. Just so he could fight those darker parts away for just a while longer. So he made it home earlier, just so he could eat slow beside the younger, matching his pace and increasing his intake.
He did what he could.
Taehyung was their wild card, their mystery member, their best kept wonder.
His mind worked in curious ways, all of them at some point had given up rationalising them, only then did they enjoy the beauty that were his thoughts.
But yoongi saw him get lost in his mind a bit too often, he saw him wondering about comments that shouldnt exist a bit too often.
His complicated thoughts meant he spent a bit too much time in his own mind, and some days that did more harm than good.
The days when the comments flared up on the need of him in the group, the questions of his position and the attacks on his wonderful ways.
Yoongi saw it.
So yoongi always indulged the yonger more than he did anyone. He was their curious cub and he was theirs to protect. He was a wonder and a gift to bangtan, so yoongi always listened. He always wondered and followed along on his directionless journey. Cause who could say otherwise. Taehyung deserved more than what yoongi could give.
But yoongi did what he could.
Jeongguk. Their maknae was their ticket to victory and already a threat to the entire industry at the ripe age of 13. Yoongi thought so from the day he watched a pre pubescent jeongguk make a lifetime decision based on sculpted thighs.
It was skill their youngest never let go of. Surprising them.
He was the uncaring true golden boy of bangtan, their baby and their champion, adrenaline junkie and a risk taker. Someone that always put his entire heart into whatever he did. He was bound to success, no matter what path he picked. They were just lucky jeongguk had a passion for the idol gig.
But yoongi saw the way he listened too much to unwanted advices and he saw the way jeongguk was the attraction of too many impure eyes. he saw the soft eyed child that proved to gullible yet and yet again. He believed a bit too much in everything.
So yoongi was always there when the baby needed advice. He was always there ready to answer his questions and always present when the other couldn’t.
Yoongi made sure that jeongguk knew that he deserved everything hes ever fought for. That he deserves all the stars their galaxy could hold.
Yoongi did what he could, although it was always enough for the youngest owner of all their hearts.
It was easy to spot within himself. He’s fought this war for too long to not recognise its battle cries.
He knows the unshed tears and he knows the dark questions. He knows the thrill of the blade and he knows the question of the end.
But these days the unseen fights have gotten easier, cause these days he never fights them alone. Everyone’s there with their, “hyung have you eaten” to “hyung listen to this”.
Everyones made it easier bit by bit, the prescription laying untouched for more than years now.
Hes learned to ask for help and he knows its not a weakness.
Yoongi sees that.
So he does what he can.