Jimin's POV:

We came back from camp around a week and a half ago and I already wish we could go back. We don't have much time left before debut. A little less than a month actually. Rehearsals have been quite hectic and the group itself isn't doing too good.

Yoongi still hasn't changed his mind in not being a rapper anymore and that's definitely affecting us as artists. All our songs seem to be missing something and this may be a downfall to our debut. Of course, he's left a long time ago, so we have arranged the songs and his parts in them, but it's still different without his raps. His voice. Without him.

We've just finished filming our dance practice for the first time. It's our debut title track, no more dream. As always, Yoongi was watching. He always seems to just be there. Not in a creepy stalker kind of a way, but a fun and supportive... friend kind of way.

Friend.

Me and Yoongi, are just friends. Nothing more.

- That hurts -

I shouldn't be thinking things like this. We aren't even allowed to date anyone. We've signed a contract. The company would never allow it. Plus, Yoongi feels none of these feelings towards me, so there's no point.

I'm currently drinking some water while one of our staff uses a towel to wipe off the sweat from the back of my neck. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel weird about this. I mean, I can reach to the back of my neck, you don't need to do this.

But I can imagine she's getting paid good money for this job, so honestly, good for her. Many fans would be jealous.

"Hey Jimin"

I look to my left side to see Yoongi day next to me. He smiles once we make eye contact and I et une the favour.

"Hi Yoongi"

"You did great out there"

- Oh right, the dance -

"Oh thanks. It wasn't too hard though..."

He chuckles.

"The fans are gonna love the part where you lift up your shirt"

I laugh along with him.

They sure will

The conversation suddenly grows quiet in a more awkward way than normal. I feel weird talking to him after I was just thinking about the low possibility of us dating. I also feel a little strange to be talking about the dances being easy when he's not even in them anymore.

I know I shouldn't be bringing this up but...

"Are you sure you don't want to be Suga anymore?"

"Jimin, we talked about this..."

"I know, but BTS isn't the same without you. You're really good and the people will love you. I know that they already do"

"I just don't feel like this is right for me. I'm not meant to be on stage with you guys. I'll always be here to support you though. Just not up there with you, I'll be offstage waiting for the show to be over"

"But I want to go up there with you. I want to be seen up there with you. I want to sing up there while you rap by my side. That's what I want. You'd be so good up there"

"I'm sorry, Jimin. I really am"

"Yoongi we need you. The fans need you. I need you. BTS isn't BTS without Min Suga"

"That's exactly it Jimin"

"What do you mean?"

"That's why I don't feel like this is right. You don't need me. You need Suga. A rapper. A rapper I wasn't meant to be"

"But you are Suga. No one else could ever be him. He's you"

"No he's not. He's fake. I invented him, so that means I can get rid of him. He's not meant to exist"

"Yes he is Yoongi, I can prove it"

"How, Jimin? Tell me how? How is he supposed to be someone important? How is he supposed to inspire people into being who they are when he's not actually who I am? How, Jimin?"

"Yoongi... I—"

"Jimin, we've talked about this enough. I'm fine on the side and I'm staying here. No point in wasting your time with a hopeless case. You should be practicing. Debut's close"

"Fine..."

I look down and walk out of the room. Not caring if i should be asking permission or if I have anything else to do in there. I just need to leave.

I need to be alone in a dark room where I can cry.

I know, pathetic. But that's just the state I'm in at the moment. I've tried everything to talk him into getting back in the group and he refuses everytime. Every single god damn fucking time.

So now I need to cry.

Cause I'm just a pathetic bitch that can't take reality. I can't take the fact that Jin and Namjoon had infact a good excuse as to hating me.

'Cause that's the exact reason why I hate me.

I can't do anything right. I keep pushing Yoongi further away everytime I talk to him. I could feel him wanting to leave and never see me again. I'm giving him the chance to do so. By leaving. And possibly never coming back.

But first, I must stop by the dorms.

'Cause I'm selfish and hoping someone will try to stop me.

But once the clock strikes half-past three, I'll be out the door and on my way to who-knows where.

This may be my final goodbye.

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Yoongi's POV:

Fuck me.

- Actually, don't. I want to save that special time for a certain someone -

Jimin left and I don't know what to do anymore. I mean, I hate to say it, but I meant what I said. I don't want to be somewhere where people don't actually want me for me. And that's how I feel about being in Bangtan, they want Suga. They want an extremely talented rapper and songwriter. What happens if I don't fit those standards?

Will they let me go? Will the fans hate me? Will I disappoint them?

Yes. I will

That's why I'm staying behind the scenes.

I mean I'm technically still in BTS. Just not Bangtan Sonyeondan.

I get up from the bench I was on and head over to the other members for advice. I'm just too confused about this whole situation.

"Guys, I need help"

"Is it Jimin? We saw him walk out kinda in a rush"

Tae says as he and Jungkook turn around

"Yeah, we had another fight about me not being in the group. He just doesn't understand I'm not meant for this lifestyle"

"You sure about that hyung?"

"Yes, Jungkook, I've said it a thousand times. I won't change my mind"

"Yoongi-hyung, How about we show you a little something"

"What?"

"Stay here, I'll be back"

With that, Jungkook leaves me alone with Taehyung. I notice him smiling devilishly while we both watch the younger walk away.

After a few minutes, a certain bunny-smiled boy walks back to us with his phone in hand. He then passes me his earbuds and hands me his phone.

"Just watch"

I do as I'm told and press play with the earbuds in my ears.

I'm shocked as I realize what I'm watching.

It's a video they took before Jimin became a trainee of me rapping. It was a song that was originally written for our debut album, but it was removed and we haven't ever came back to the idea of ever releasing it.

I watch the video and see how passionately I'm performing. I may not be smiling or making any facial expression indicating pleasure in the moment, but it's within the aura I brought with the lyrics as I rap them.

I find myself tearing up as the video goes on. I really do love rapping. It's my passion. It's my life.

How could I just let it go that easily?

When the video's over, a few tears have found their way down my cheeks. I'm officially crying when I make eye contact with the two boys watching from my sides.

It sounds a little weak from my part to be crying at this. But I am anyways.

It's a tough decision giving up on your dreams and I don't know why I've ever doubted it. Even if not everyone will like me, my rapping or anything related to me in general, I like it. I like rapping, I like the way I rap and that's all that matters.

"Thank you"

I smile to Jungkook and Taehyung

"I think I've made my official choice. I'm staying"

"Band PD-nim will be more than happy. You should tell him"

"Yes, and then I'm going to see Jimin and tell him"

"Alright, but take your time. I think I saw Hobi, Namjoon and Jin running after him. Let them talk to him so he can calm down a bit"

I see Jungkook nod at Taehyung's words, agreeing at everything he's said. I nod and start walking over to PD's office to tell him the good news.

I'm hoping this won't be a problem.