"Sometimes he feels like breaking, like crumbling under the pressure until he can't feel anything anymore, but then realizes he can't. Because having a weakness like that just leaves him open like a festering wound: pink, bloody, and infected."

When Seokjin had joined Bangtan, he thought he could handle the pressure, the role that he had been given, but when all eyes are on him, expecting him to take care of the other boys, to perform well, and be the idol that everyone expects him to be, he finds himself being buried under the never-ending pressure bestowed upon him. The other boys are oblivious to the insecurities and pride that threaten to tear Seokjin apart from the inside out.

[ A/N ] : For smolder who wanted a dark, angsty fic about Seokjin and idol life, as well as some Bangtan Boys friendship moments. Told in seven parts. Graphics from: