Hana woke up, feeling droplets on her face. The ground was getting soggy and she felt a sudden weight in her heart. Opening her eyes, she saw the dark clouds; Her clothes were soaked through, she got up. She stood there looking up at the sky, feeling the droplets pelt on her soft skin and face,

The sky was crying for her.

—

NEWS HEADLINE

"It is said that the members of BTS were seen attending a funeral of an unknown person this previous weekend. Fans are questioning and speculating , who is this mystery person—"

Namjoon turns off the TV, slouched back on the couch in the apartments living room, he pinched the bridge of his nose heaving out a deep sigh. It's been a week since Hana's death, none of them were prepared for.

Big hit had been swarmed with paparazzi and journalists asking about their sighting since the funeral and the sudden announcement of the delay of the Concert tour.

It was a big deal.

Although Bang PD nim had them agree to continue work, he wasn't heartless. This sudden turn of events that no one expected really affected bangtan to the point all the staff of Big hit requested to give them some form of hiatus or break to grieve the loss of their friend. A sweet girl that captivated everyone's hearts.

Autumn was rolling in fast and the winds were getting chillier by the day, they had not spoken to Jaehyun nor Sena since the funeral. Each of them were dealing in the loss of the girl in their own way, though unfortunately all of them couldn't come to terms with it.

The three maknae's and Yoongi took it the worst. Namjoon was still working, being the leader he felt responsible to help Sejin and PD nim with dealing with the press and discussing the future of the group.

J-hope just danced his days away, locking himself hours on end in the studio.

Jimin decided to return back to his hometown to be with his family on sudden notice and has been there since.

Jungkook would lock himself in his room; only ever coming out to get food.

Taehyung just mindlessly went about things, leaving the home without telling anyone where he was going and then coming back home during strange hours of the day or night.

Yoongi, well. No one has actually seen Yoongi. He's been locked in his studio since and refuses to make contact with anyone.

Lastly Jin. Jin just spectated everyone crumbling before him. All his brothers didn't seem the same anymore, no one wanted to talk to each other, no one wanted to do anything together anymore. He wished he could reach out but he didn't have it in him. Each of them were too lost in their own world to let anyone in right now and it was extremely difficult to see them like this. Of course the death of Hana affected him greatly, he honestly loved her. But seeing the group crumble apart like this was even worse to watch.

—

"Sejin hyung, this is absurd. The press are making all sorts of assumptions since the announcement and from whomever leaked the information about us attending the funeral. They're getting ridiculous!" Namjoon slammed down various papers on the table from top journalist companies.

'BTS members Family dead?"

'Unknown BTS member's lover committed suicide'

'Postponement of Seoul concert Scandal!'

And many more outrageous titles. Namjoon rubbed his forehead in irritation. He hated how Hana was being disrespected like this. All of them were grieving for her and all the press wanted was to cause an uproar.

Sejin sighed and took the articles from him. "Joon, get some rest. PD nim and I will handle it." He tried to console the young leader but he knew Namjoon wouldn't just back out.

"The only way they would stop talking is if we told them the truth. I can't let them disrespect Hana like this anymore and I doubt any of the members enjoy seeing her death be twisted into some form of attention seeking trash media." Joon angrily vented.

"I believe he's right."

PD nim walked into the office. He observed the two from outside for a while, Both Namjoon and Sejin didn't realize he came in. They quickly got up and bowed respectfully to PD nim before settling again.

"Namjoon, you have a good heart. I'm sure all the members and those close to Hana would appreciate it. Our announcement was rather sudden and because we didn't have the consent to disclose any information there was for sure going to be an uproar of disappointed fans and hungry media." He smiled kindly to Namjoon.

"You have my permission to make an official announcement. All of you already have too much to grieve for, you don't need the added stress." He sighed sadly. BTS meant a lot to him, not because he produced them from bottom up but the fact that Big Hit treated its staff and members as family. These boys grew up here and he treated them like his own sons.

"Thank you so much sir." Namjoon stood up and bowed appreciatively to PD nim.

He smiled at the young leader, "I'll arrange a date. Please prepare for it meantime. I'll let Sejin know."

Namjoon continued to bow in appreciation, multiple times. His fist clenched up, finally he could clear up the mess the media made about her. She didn't deserve it.

PD nim got up and hugged Namjoon, patting his back for assurance.
"You're a strong kid Namjoon. We're all very proud of you."

"Thank you sir." Namjoon softly spoke, his head hung low as a few tears escaped. He hardly cried, being the leader he felt like he always had to be the strong anchor for the team. Someone they could depend and rely on when things got rough and that's the pressure he was willing to go through for his members.

—

He returned home, the smell of Kimchi jjigae filled the air. Jin must be cooking, he thought. He turned to look into the kitchen but was surprised to see Hobi helping Jin out.

"Hobi?" Namjoon voiced.

Hobi looked up from cutting some vegetables before returning his eyes down. Oh Hey Joon." He said, not hint of his usual cheerfulness. He didn't sound like the usual hobi.

"I haven't seen you for a while." Namjoon decided to take a seat on the kitchen counter island across from Hobi. It was a rare opportunity to finally speak to one of his members.

Hobi just nodded solemnly, his attention was purely on cutting the vegetables.

"Hey Joon." Jin turned around and smiled a little. Namjoon returned one back; Jin was the only member that was willing to speak.

"Hey hyung, making Kimchi Jjigae?" Joon asked.

"Yeah, just felt like it. Hobi came home not long after you and decided to help, thanks Hobi." Jin smiled.

"It's okay hyung, just thought I'd do something else for a change." Hobi spoke before walking towards the sink, he stumbled a little along the way wincing before catching himself.

"Hyung!" Namjoon worriedly went over to him.

"I'm fine!" Hobi spoke harshly catching Namjoon and Jin off guard,  before washing his hands. Though, Namjoon saw the amount of muscle bandages wrapped around his heel and ankles.

"Hyung, you have to take it easy." Namjoon sternly said, full leader mode.

"I said I'm fine. Alright Joon." Hobi insisted drying his hands before walking away. "I'm going back to practicing. Sorry Hyung, I'll help next time." He was out the door before Namjoon could say anything.

"Joon, he's trying to cope in his own way—"

"—But he's injuring himself! Hyung, I can't let him do that!" Namjoon stressed.

"Joon." Jin sighed and went to him. "Sit down." He said and Namjoon fully obeyed.

"Hyung, everything's falling apart."

Namjoon finally broke, he pressed his palms against his eyes, his elbows rested on the table.

"Joon, you need to stop taking in everyone's pain." Jin softly spoke and rubbed Namjoons back to comfort him. "You yourself need room to grieve for Hana. And I don't think you've let yourself do that." Jin honestly spoke as Namjoon broke into sobs, they wracked his body as he cried.

"You have been too busy trying to help us all when you need to actually focus on yourself." Jin got up and got tissues for him. "Here, why don't you relax on the couch and I'll finish making this soup. Maybe we can watch a movie together?" Jin has a small smile on his face.

After a few moments pass, Namjoon nodded solemnly.

"Thanks hyung.. you're right. I haven't taken time for myself." He slowly started to calm down. He really appreciated Jin in this moment. He was always there for his members but who was there for him?

Jin couldn't stand seeing the invisible heavy burden Namjoon carried for the group as the leader. He took full responsibility for mistakes he himself never made.

"Joon, everything will be okay. I promise." Jin smiled.

"We're going to be okay."