𐌁𐌕𐌔 𐌔𐌉𐌂𐌊𐌅𐌉𐌂𐌔

Taehyung- Stomach Pain

Warning- Swearing. Enjoy!

     The members were doing dance rehearsal to "FAKE LOVE" and a few other songs after that. Taehyung felt unusual in a bad way. Normally after dance practice he felt tired, but this time he feels like he needs to throw up. He sat down on the bench and he sighed and gazed down at the silky wooden floor and closed his eyes tight. Hoseok saw him looking ratchet and he walked over to him and sat down on the bench and put his hand on his back and rubbed it once.

 "Are you feeling okay, Taehyung?" He asked quietly and Taehyung didn't answer, just slightly nodded his head.

 "Are you sure? You definitely don't look good." Hoseok asked again in a worry voice. Taehyung spoke weakly and softly.

"I'm f-fine." He said and Hoseok sighed and left Taehyung by himself and went to go talk to their dance teacher.

"Does Taehyung look okay to you?" Hoseok whispered in the teacher's ear and crossed his arms tight. The teacher looked at where Taehyung was and saw him looking absolute shit and extremely exhausted.

 "Does he normally look like that after dance rehearsal?" The dance teacher asked.

 "No, he normally just looks like he's tired but today he looks like he's sick." Hoseok said while staring at Taehyung. 

 "Is he sick?" He questioned.

"I hope not." Hoseok replied.

 "Okay well, tell me if he gets worse and if he is sick make him rest and don't make him to any physical activities for a few days." The teacher suggested.

"Okay, sounds good. Should I tell the others?" He asked sheepishly.

"I would so you have more eyes on him." He said and Hoseok simply nodded while walking over to tell everyone about Taehyung. 

     Taehyung went to his room after dance practice and he could barely walk up the stairs because he's so weak. He opened his bedroom door and closed and purposefully fell to the ground. He laid on his back, groaning. He knew that his roommate would come up soon so he moved to his bed slowly and laid down in pain.

"I'm so fucking tired. . ." Taehyung complained to himself. He curled up underneath the covers and fell fast alseep for hours

(you guys are probably wondering; "bitch why aren't you updating?" you ask me that question so I'll answer. I'm 13 and I have school and I have a life outside of this website so there's the answer. Sorry for not updating  at fucking all. Love y'all! Adiós!)