PANIC ATTACKS || KTH x BTS ?

#07?

Namjoon: “I wasn’t angry at you, Tae. I was frustrated with the situation. With how people reacted.”

Taehyung nodded, but the guilt in his eyes didn’t fade.

Tae: “I explained that it was a mistake. That it was nothing serious. But it didn’t matter.” He let out a bitter laugh. “The damage was done. Jennie was getting hate from Armys, and I was getting hate from Blinks.”

He closed his eyes, memories crashing over him like waves.

Tae: “You know Hyung, I used to be one of the most loved members in BTS. I always felt that love, always felt the support. But after that scandal… it was different. The comments changed. They called me a traitor. A liar and so many names, They said I was ruining BTS’s reputation. That I was selfish."

Jimin tightened his grip on Taehyung’s hand, his own eyes glistening with tears as he remembered those nights he has his soulmate crying in his arms because of those stupid words.

Jimin: “Tae…”

Tae: “I tried to act like it didn’t bother me,” Taehyung admitted. “I told myself that it would pass, that people would move on. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every time I went online, there was something new. Another rumor. Another hate thread. And It was not only from Her fandom, But Our Own fandom was doing the same, The solos and shippers, they were even worse and every time I saw our own people saying hurtful things to me, I cried."

Tae: “At first, I just felt stressed. I thought it was normal, that it would go away. But then… the panic attacks started.”

He looked up at them, his vision blurry from tears. Lips wobbling.

Tae: “I didn’t even realize what they were at first. My chest would feel tight, my hands would shake. I thought I was just exhausted. But then it got worse.”

Jungkook: “And you never told us?” Jungkook asked, his voice was barely above a whisper.

Taehyung shook his head.

Tae: “I didn’t want to burden you. You all have your own struggles, your own problems. And the group was already in troubl-e because of me, I didn’t want to add more to them.”

Yoongi exhaled slowly, his expression softening.

Yoongi: “Tae… you’re not a burden.”

Taehyung let out a choked sob at that.

Tae: “I just didn’t want to seem weak.” He mumbled, sobbing.

Jin, who had been quiet for a while, finally spoke.

Jin: “Asking for help isn’t weak, Tae. It’s one of the strongest things you can do.”

Namjoon nodded beside him.

Namjoon:  “And we’re your brothers. We would never think less of you for struggling.”

Hoseok, who had been sitting quietly beside Taehyung, finally spoke.

Hobi: “You’ve been holding all of this in for so long… no wonder your body couldn’t take it anymore.” He said and couldn't hide his small eye roll.

Taehyung wiped at his face, sniffling, his breathing was still uneven.

Tae:  “I didn’t want you to worry.”

Jimin:  “We’re always going to worry, Tae. That’s what family does.” Jimin said squeezing his hand.

Taehyung sniffled, his shoulders trembling as he wiped at his damp cheeks. Silence settled over the room, heavy yet comforting in a way. He felt exhausted—not just from crying, but from finally letting go of something he had been carrying alone for so long. His body felt lighter, but his heart was still burdened with the weight of everything that had happened.