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4

By the time I wake up it's midnight.

Getting up with a groan, I stretch and immediately lay back down as I feel my headache again. Looking around, I see im at home now.

Sejin probably dropped me off.

I roll over and see a glass of water with pills beside it and a note. Sitting up, I move the covers off of me and let my feet dangle on the side of the bed and read the note while drowning the pills quickly with a glass of water in hand.

Y/n

If you're reading this I've already left.
The boys have a packed schedule today, so I had to leave. Give me a text letting me know you're ok. I'll stop by tomorrow to make sure that you're perfectly fine to go back to work with my own eyes. Get some rest. Hope you feel better!

-Sejin

Chuckling to myself, I sigh and run my finger through my hair. They treat me like a child sometimes at this point. Getting up, I put on my slide and make my way to the kitchen. Open the fridge at grab ingredients to make dinner. Chopping up some vegetables, I make some soup.

After it's done cooking. I set it on the counter.

  Sitting in one of the stools, I scroll through my phone and remember to send a message to Sejun. After telling him I'm fine, I clean up and head to the living room.

The house has always been a bit big, but it's also what makes it lonely sometimes. It'd be nice to have company over. I must have spoken too soon because the next thing I know my door bell is being rung.

With a sigh, I head towards the door with confusion. It's midnight who the hell would be visiting me right now. I'm pretty sure Sejin said he'd pass by tomorrow.

  Pausing, I take a deep breath grab my bucket hat, shove my hair in there and take in my appearance. I'm wearing sweats and a hoodie. Pretty sure I still look like a boy. And with that I open the door.

Taehyung~

  He had his hand up like he was about to ring the doorbell again, but brought it down aas soon as the door opened.

  "Taehyung, what are you doing here?" I tilt my head. He looks like a deer caught by headlights. He fumbles over his words, not giving me a chance to comprehend. Bringing a hand up, I tell him to slow down. "Wait, take it easy. Start over because I didn't understand a thing that came out your mouth."

  Catching his breath, he seems to calm himself down. "I came over because I heard you fainted. I was worried. We all were."

  Confusion evident on my face, he points behind him. Sigh, god what did I do to deserve this. Sliding my hand down my face, I feel annoyed, but I feel my heart acting up at him and the boys worrying about me.

  The rest of the boys standing behind him, they begin to greet me. "Annyeonghaseyo hyung. I hope you're feeling better!" Jungkook says. He was always so polite with me.

  Opening the door more, I signal them to enter the house. "Come on in. It's freezing out there. I'll warm up something for you guys. What do you guys want?"

  They enter hanging up there coats on the coat rack and walk to sit near the fire place in front of the couch.

  Yoongi answers for all of them. "They maknaes will get hot chocolate if you have any and the we'll get coffee please."

  Complaints are then said about the choice he made for the maknaes. At least Jimin and Jungkook are. Taehyung seems satisfied at his choice. "Hyung why can't we have coffee?" Jungkook whines.

  Glaring at the boy he reasons. "Kook it's late. You won't be able to sleep tonight so take the drink." Huffing at him, he pouts. "Fine."

  Yoongi looks over at me and sends an apologetic look. I mouth to his, it's fine.

   Heading to the kitchen, I get the hot chocolates down. As I start pouring the coffees, I jump feeling a presence. "Ah, sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." I feel the person pat my head, as he helps fill the coffees with sugar or creamer. "I came to help because we didn't exactly say how we liked our coffee."

  "It's ok, Namjoon hyung."

  "Here I'll help carry them." He slips his hands under one of the trays. His finger brush against mine for a second. I ignore how it makes me feel and continue my way into the living room. I see one of them found the remote. They were scrolling through the movies and arguing on which one to watch.

  "Ah, let me help." Seokjin takes the tray from me and places it on the table. He passes out the drinks and takes his own in hand. "Sorry we just took the remote." He apologizes on the behalf of them.

  Shaking my head, I reassure him. "It's perfectly fine. I rather you guys make your selves at home hyung."

  "Why don't you take off you hat Song? You're home now." Stiffening I glance around the room. "I'd rather not hyung. I forgot to wash my hair. It looks like an absolute mess."

  He lets it slide. "Ok then. Just know it's only us remember that Sonnie."