“Hey! Why are you so disgusting? Why aren’t you half as good as the other members? Just kill yourself, you ugly idiot!” Taehyung grabbed his head which was throbbing. “A blade. All I need is a blade… Then all the pain will go away...” Taehyung looked around the room as his eyes spinned. The only thing sharp was a pencil. He quickly grabbed it. He looked around to see if anyone saw. As soon as he knew no one saw, he immediately stabbed the pencil through his skin. He winced at the pain, but smiled as he felt relief.

Yoongi walked in. “V, did you wake up-” Yoongi ran to Taehyung and grabbed the red turned pencil. “No! Give it back! I need it!” Taehyung said desperately as he reached for the pencil. “What the hell?!” Yoongi threw the pencil on the ground. Taehyung tried to use all of his effort to get out of the bed. Yoongi grabbed his bloody wrist and slammed him back down. Jungkook walked in on the situation. “I’m not going to watch you kill yourself, V!” Yoongi let go. “But… I watched him kill himself…” Jungkook muttered to himself as he stepped out of the room. “You already watched me kill myself once. You can do it again.” Taehyung spat out with rage. Jungkook blocked his ears as Yoongi yelled, “Well only if you told me, I could have helped!”

“Yeah, right. You wouldn’t even help if I came crawling to you for help.”

“Take that back right now” Yoongi growled.

“In your dreams.”

Yoongi swung his fist back for a punch. Jungkook ran into the room screaming, “Stop! Suga hyung, stop!” Yoongi put down his fist as Jungkook ran towards Taehyung. “Hyung. I saw you kill yourself once. I’m not doing it again.” Taehyung, frustrated, walked to the bathroom to clean his wounds. “Why does everyone care after I try to kill myself? Am I different now? Do I need more care? If they cared, then why didn’t they care before!” Taehyung punched the door. Jungkook flinched at the sound while Yoongi left the room. Taehyung wrapped his wrist. He came out of the bathroom to see Jin coming in as Jungkook went out. He went to lay down on the bed. Jin sat on Taehyung’s bed. “Hey. I heard you did it again.” His voice was soft and gentle.

“Yeah…” Taehyung replied quietly.

“Well, I won’t bother you with it. So, what’s my hint today?”

“Umm…” Taehyung thought about it hard. “He is good looking?”

“Come on, V. I need a better hint.”

“Sorry… I’m so stupid. I should have thought of a better hint.” Taehyung looked at the bed sheets.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll figure it out. Get some rest. Okay?”

“Yeah.” Taehyung closed his eyes even though he wasn’t tired. Jin walked out as Jungkook walked in. Taehyung didn’t even greet him. “Hyung, you don’t need to look at me. Just listen, okay?” Jungkook took a deep breath. He knew he was probably going to get yelled at or something, so he prepared his heart and said, “Hyung, I know it’s Jimin.” Taehyung’s eyes widened. “I saw him hurt you. I wanted to help you, but I was too scared. I’m sorry, hyung. I’m so sorry.” Jungkook felt tears roll down. Taehyung did too. He thou