i'm yours

twenty three

Minduelle glanced at Jimin and Jungkook cuddling on the floor, that nothing new for the two. She kept walking towards her bed, knowing Taehyung was right behind her, making sure she got to bed.

"Minnie." Taehyung crouched in front of her. "It's time for bed."

"I'm sleeping out here."

"No, you're not." Taehyung chuckled softly, patting the top of her head, the rest of her curled into a ball. "Come on. Your brand new bed is waiting with fluffiness and warmth. I'll go with you."

"I want to stay outside." Minduelle continued to protest, feeling Taehyung's fingers wrapped around her wrists. "No, Taehyung."

"Come on." Taehyung pulled her to her feet, steadying her uneasiness. "It'll be nice."

Minduelle turned around and sat on her bed, looking up at Taehyung. "There."

"Min, don't make me put you to bed like you're a child." Taehyung gave her a look, Minduelle huffing and laying down in the spot she was at. Taehyung turned her body so her head was on her pillow. Taehyung helped her get under the covers and pulled them up to her shoulders, stopping as she pushed them away. "What?"

"I'm hot."

Taehyung snorted, picking up her ice cold hand. "Sure." Taehyung placed her hand against her cheek, letting her feel the cold herself. "You're such a liar." Taehyung teased, pulling the covers back up, knowing she was just being difficult.

"I don't want to go to bed." Minduelle stated, staring up at Taehyung.

"That's fine." Taehyung crawled over her, laying down beside her. "I do. Maybe my sleepiness will rub off on you."

"I don't want you..." Minduelle stopped herself, the words registering like poison on her tongue. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Taehyung sat up. "I can go make Yoongi share the couch-"

Minduelle stopped Taehyung from climbing back over her. There was a 'buy two get two free' single air mattress at the store they all went to, so the boys would only buy four of them (for the deal ofc). Jimin and Jungkook shared one on the floor in her bedroom, Jin and Namjoon had their own, and Hoseok had his own. Yoongi happily took the couch and then Minduelle decided that Taehyung could share her bed with her.

Back when she was in a much better mood.

"No." Minduelle pulled him back into bed, fumbling with the covers, trying to get him under them. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I want you to stay."

"Min, really, it's okay." Taehyung stopped her frantic movements, Minduelle sitting up now as well, putting her hands in her hair. "Hey," Taehyung slouched a little, trying to see her face through the darkness of the room. "It's okay. I don't mind sharing with Yoongi. Sure he's a bit of an ass at first but he truly doesn't mind. I actually think he likes-"

"I'm sorry." Minduelle let her arms drop into her lap, so entirely defeated. "I can't do anything right. I'm really sorry."

"Min, Honey." Taehyung touched her chin gently. "What is wrong? Please talk to me. Is it your dad from today? Your grandmother?"

Minduelle shook her head, sniffling weakly, feeling like such a baby. All she's done these last few days, weeks, is cry and feel sorry for herself.

But she didn't know what else to do.

"Let me go get you a glass of water and some chocolate, okay?" Taehyung kept a little smile on his face, keeping the tones and warmth up and positive. Especially with such a strong resting face he has, he had to watch it now. "I promise I'll be right back."