I am your perfection -( BTs taehyung / v centric abusive manager )

Taehyung  swore under his breath in shaky exhales, he sat on the closed toilet seat  .the four ugly blue cubicle walls seemed to itch closer and closer to him , maybe that's why it felt like his chest was collapsing in on itself and his breaths couldn't reach any depth
He wasn't really panicking
Not fully

It could be worse he thought as his trembling fingers gripped onto the edge of his cotton grey shorts , he could see beneath the sheen of sweat ; mismatched splotches of navy and green and yellow painted pale on his tan legs and hands beneath weak layers of makeup , he gripped his shorts lower .

He let out another shaky breath as he stared down at his covered kneecaps , slightly rocking himself
" it's okay ," he whispered " I'll get it right
eventually ," he comforted himself brushing his hands against his thumping chest ,

it was late into practice ; in fact only 20 minutes then it would be 'over ' he started panicking at the look in managers eyes as he half stumbled for the fourth time , he knew when those 20 minutes trickled down , and practice officially ended , he was in for it . Really in for it this time .

" Taehyung ?" Suga . His breath hitched . Great , he thought- I could barely manage inhale and exhaling as is now I got neither , peachy .

" I know you're in their Taehyung ," looking down with shallow breaths he saw the tips of the elders Nike's peak through the door .

" whatever it is .." the boy fell into silent hesitation " look , we're a team , anything that is bothering you is something that -"

" I'm fine hyung. ," v let out , his voice was deep and edging on nervously snappy " I just needed a minute ." He tried not to sound so sharp but when your heart is racing a million miles a minute and air feels like anxious water in your lungs , empathy doesn't come easy .

"Then come out, please ." The teen slowly obliged , stepping into the harsh LED of outside the stalls.

Suga sized him up . The boy had lost weight , to most of them it was barely noticeable - they were losing weight all the time either as natural product of intense schedules or just for comebacks . It was kind of accepted as a twisted part of the job .

But Suga was more observant then that . It had been just over a week . A week , and Taehyung looked different . And honestly staring at the cowering boy he wasn't entirely sure what to do .
He reached out a hand - to grab the boys shoulder naturally

And he flinched . Anticipatory pain flashing across his face as his muscles contracted and his eyes squeezed shut .
There was a frozen moment where tae still cringed realised
Shit
" what the fuck Taehyung ," hes offended Taehyung thought . Shit , shit Shit .
Seriously flinching ? What are you an abused puppy
" I'm sorry ,"
" you thought I was going to hit you ."
" no ... no ," he stumbled over his words  - and tae believed he meant it , yoongi probably wouldn't ever randomly attack him
" you did " yoongi furrowed his eyebrows " don't even lie "
" no I didn't hyung "
" then why did you flinch ," sugas words seemed to bombard him , making him cave in more and more
" I - I don't know ," he said quietly
" Taehyung ," the gentleness in his voice made him feel uncomfortable . Like something he was protecting was being probed at.
Something about being talked to softly sensitively .. taehyung hated it .
"please ," he begged " what's going on , I'm here for you . "
Those words . Fucking piercing his heart . He glanced up finally meeting the eyes , he tried for some kindness in his doe brown ones
" I'm fine hyung , honestly - just really tired ,"
" look if this is- you know . it's about your -" and yoongis eyes shifted his head tilted "You know -"
taehyung felt a sudden grounding weight wave over him
" about what hyung?" His jittering stopped and he slowly fixed his eyes on nothing but the uncomfortable elder
Yoongi sighed " about you know , your I don't know like the past shit "