Imagine Being Friends With Bangtan

chapter four

Since both you and Taehyung didn't dare to speak up first, the only sound filling the room was the regular buzzing round of the air conditioner and your breaths. You realized after a moment that listening to him exhale and inhale calmly made you feel better at once and you adapted your own breath to it.
It took you a couple of minutes but then you felt like you were finally ready to sit up again since your heartbeat had been soothed as well, no idea by what exactly. 

It didn't matter anyway since you were already far beyond being able to explain your moods and the physical reaction to your emotions. Looking around in the room, the blanket still wrapped around your torso tightly, you saw Taehyung sitting in Namoon's office chair, staring at his own hands with a blank expression on his face. His shoulders were stiffly pulled up, almost touching his ear while his head was facing downward, making a few strands of hair fall into his eyes.
When he heard you move on the couch, his gaze slowly moved towards you until it caught yours and you blinked a few times, shy about having stared at him before. 

"Y/n, I'm so sorry. If there's anything I did or said-"
"Don't say something like that."
Your throat was sore and so you swallowed and repeated your sentence which before had sounded weak and quiet, almost not understandable.
Now, instead of looking t you, he avoided your gaze and let his eyes wander around in the room. He was, too, uncomfortable with the atmosphere that you both created between you two but there was no other way to get rid of it other than to talk openly, you knew that.
"I just didn't mean to make you nervous is what I'm saying.",
You sighed at his words, somehow feeling sorry that he was feeling sorry right now.
"Tae, it's alright. I'm the one who should apologize for making you witness something like this. I'm a mess really..."

"No, you're not.", Namjoon's voice suddenly appeared from the door and both you and Taehyung turned to look at him. The oldest entered and closed the door behind him, then handing you a bottle of water.
"Thanks.", you mumbled and took a short sip of it, feeling your throat relax a little bit because of the cold liquid.
"y/n, stop apologizing for having a hard time okay? Especially things like this, they're out of anyone's control so don't you dare take the blame for something you didn't even cause. Nobody got hurt, that's what matters and now we're going to take care of you so it doesn't happen again. Are you listening to me?"

You looked up at Namjoon, who other than you expected was standing quite close to you, looking down to where you were sitting. For some reason, you felt like a little child like this, being mothered by him but it wasn't the good kind.
Rather than saying something, you just looked down again and slightly moved back on the couch, nodded so that he knew you heard what he said.
"What is it that you wanted to ask?", you then finally addressed what all of this had been about and Taehyung's eyes widened, surprised by the sudden question.