《YOONMIN ¦ before debut》a part of the group
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3:57am
The hour of the devil.
Don't judge me, I can be scared of Satan too.
I had just been practicing in Yoongi's old studio and was about to leave. But then I checked the time... and here we are 37 minutes later and I'm still too scared to get out.
I'm kinda pathetic. But it's okay. I'm alone and no one will find out I was too scared to leave the studio, which I'm technically not supposed to be in, but no one else will let me practice in their studio soooo... Here we are.
We have an early practice tomorrow morning. Or well actually this morning. In 2 hours and 3 minutes to be exact. And I should be sleeping right now, getting some rest so that I don't pass out during practice. So far, I haven't closed my eyes for any longer than a blink.
Everyone's gonna be pissed when they find out.
But the question is, do I care? Hell nah!
If they can hate me, I can hate them. And that's exactly what I'm doing.
Yes, I know. I'm acting like a child, but can you blame me?
All I've done so far is, practice, do my best and try to be a part of the group. But they won't let me do anything 'cause apparently I'm not good enough or whatever their excuse is. I don't get it. What did I ever do wrong?
I check the time:
4:01am
Finally, I can leave safely.
I slowly get up from the corner I was sitting in. Yes, I was sitting in the corner with my legs tucked all the way up to my chin. That's kinda sad now that I think about it. But to be fair, I was trying to hide from Satan and all his demon friends. Demon friends? Does that even exist? Probably not. But, I do know for a fact that Satan does exist. Why else would my members hate me? I must be cursed.
I open the door to the studio cautiously to not make any noise. In case anyone else would be here. Why would someone be here at this hour? I'm not sure, but I'm here so, I wouldn't really be able to judge them for it.
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I walk into the hallway only to find the light already on.
- Wait, didn't I leave it off? To not bring any attention to the studio -
Shit.
Someone's here.
I mean it's not that big of a deal. If I was anyone else. Everyone hates me so they'll find a way to make me get in some kind of trouble. Everyone wants me to leave this fucking group.
Why am I even a part of this group anymore?
With Yoongi gone, I'm alone. No one's on my side. Namjoon and Jin absolutely despise me. Taehyung and Jungkook won't talk to me, whether they like me or not. And even Hobi has left my side. He won't talk to me and even tries to avoid me.
"Jimin?"
i'Ve BeEn ExPoSeD
I turn around to see Namjoon looking very tired at the other end of the hallway.
"Yes, what do you want?"
As I'm saying this, Namjoon slowly walks forward, as if to check if it's actually me there.
"What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing"
I snap back.
"I asked you first"
- ouuh so he giving me some attitude -
I sigh and roll my eyes.
"I was just practicing, what about you?"
"I thought I left the light on in the studio"
I just look at him.
"What?! I don't want to waste electricity"
- I think he's drunk, I mean he hasn't necessarily said anything rude yet -
"Namjoon-ah, let's just go"
"Oh, Namjoon-ah? I believe it's Hyung for you"
Wow, he doesn't seem to mind for Taehyung or Jungkook who tease him all the time.
"I'm sorry Hyung, let's go"
He gives me a stern look and just walks away. And this is when I follow after, but not too close 'cause I want to at least try to avoid him.
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I'm sooooooo tired. I could just close my eyes and fall asleep.....
Which is what I do... but then,
I just closed my eyes for two seconds and someone's already shaking me to make me get up.... I let out an annoyed groan.
"What"
I look up to see that it was Hobi-hyung who shook me.
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"Jimin, you fell asleep again"
"It was just fro two seconds..."
"Actually, no Jimin, it wasn't. We hadn't really noticed while we were all practicing our own parts but, you've been asleep for at least an hour and a half"
"Oh..."
I look down in shame.
"It's okay, you're just lucky that no one else noticed"
How the fuck has no one else noticed that I hadn't been practicing for over an hour and a half? Wait, right, I'm still Jimin. Everyone's trying to forget my existence so they were probably hella happy.
I get up and join Hoseok who's now practicing. And I almost fall asleep mid choreo, but still no one has noticed.
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We finally arrive home after a long day of practicing. Okay, well, I was asleep or distracted most of the time, but still. It was a long day.
I'm just about to launch myself onto Yoongi's old bed, which is now mine, when I get stopped by someone grabbing my arm.
"Jimin, can we talk?"
I recognize the voice as Jin's.
- Yay -
"Yeah, sure"
We then both head out to the living room, only to be met with Namjoon and the others all sat on the couch looking at me.
"So, Namjoon-ah told us, that he found you at the studio last night. Or should I say this morning?"
I roll my eyes. They can be so petty for the smallest things.
"Yeah, so? It's not like I was doing anything wrong, I was just practicing. 'Cause you guys always tell me to work on my vocals 'cause 'they're not strong enough' or some shit"
"I mean good for you for working on your vocals, but you need to know when's the right time to practice and when it's the right time to rest"
"Why do you even care if I rest enough or not? I'm practicing, aren't I? I'm trying to get better. Isn't that all you care about? That I get better so that I don't make us fail as a group"
"Well, no shit Sherlock! Of course that's what we care about. I don't know if you've noticed or not, but I kinda want us to get somewhere. I want us to be someone eventually. I kinda don't want to fail, and I don't think you do either"
"Obviously, I want us to be successful. But I also want to actually be a part of this group! Ever since the day I arrived, you guys have been treating me like a piece of shit that doesn't deserve to be here. And when Yoongi took my side, you turned on him"
"Well maybe we were treating you this way 'cause you don't deserve to be here!"
"Jin, maybe you should calm down"
Surprisingly, Jungkook finally speaks up.
"No, I don't think he should. I'm sorry but Jimin needs to understand how this business works"
Of course, Namjoon backing up his soulmate. As always.
"I don't understand you people. You're always about business, about working. I don't know how you can't tell but, we're a group! We should be working as a team, but you treat Jimin like he's not a part of us"
- Wow, now Tae's backing me up -
"Taehyung, Jungkook, neither of you were a part of this. Can you let us handle this?"
"Jin, we are a team! Of course we're a part of this. We're supposed to be BTS, bulletproof boy scouts. We shouldn't be able to break down this easily. Can we act like adults, and not fight like 2 year olds?"
- Funny you should be the one who says this, Jungkook -
I smile. I'm glad at least they realize that Namjoon and Jin aren't being reasonable.
"Fine, we'll finish this tomorrow. Let's just go to bed. And make you sure you actually go to bed and not to Yoongi's studio. You know you're not supposed to be there anyways"
And with that we all go to bed. None of us exactly to keen on what just happened.
Taerhyung's POV:
I'm the last to get out of the living and head to bed. As I'm about to do so, Jungkook turns around to me and says,
"Tae-Hyung, Jin-Hyung and Namjoon-Hyung are wrong about this, right?"
"Well, no duh"
I laugh and mess with his hair
"How about we talk with Jimin-Hyung tomorrow?"
Hew nods eagerly.
"Ok, so tomorrow. Let's go to bed Kookie"
And that's exactly what we do.
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