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Chapter 26

Taehyung's P.O.V

The showcase was a success. At least, that's what everyone told me. For me, though, it was just a blur, passing by so quickly, I'd hardly even taken notice to the cheers or the music. After we'd gotten off the stage, I felt completely different than I had expected. I thought I would feel a huge weight lifted. I thought I would be free of the perpetual ball of nerves that made my stomach ache. I was done with what I'd been dreading so much, and yet, I felt...maybe even worse than I had started off.

My phone buzzed, snapping me out of the thought-filled trance I'd been in. I jumped at the sound, then sighed. I was staring up at my pristine ceiling, studying how different it was from Nabi's. Turning on my side, I reached for my phone.

"Wanna grab some food? We need to celebrate!" Jimin had texted.

"You realize we only have two weeks till we go on stage again, right?" I replied, typing in each letter slowly, trying to appreciate how nice it was to have my real phone back.

"We'll deal with that tomorrow. I'll be there in five to pick you up." Was his quick reply.

I turned on my back again with another sigh. You've gotta stop moping for no reason. I told myself. I really didn't know why I was so down. I should've been celebrating. I had my own body back, and the showcase was over! But I felt worse than ever. And the fact I didn't know why made it even more terrible.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" Jimin asked as I got into the car.

"Yeah, of course." I yawned.

He gave me a questionable glance, and we drove off.

"Where are we headed?" I asked.

"Usual place. Jungkook's meeting us," he replied.

I had to admit, despite my low spirits, it was nice to have my friends back.

"Do...do you wanna text Nabi? Ask her to join us?" Jimin asked slowly, unsurely.

I suddenly felt a sharp pang in my stomach.

"No. I don't think she wants to see me right now," I told him.

"What? Why?"

"We had a fight."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really."

"You sure?"

"We're here," I said in relief.

We walked inside, silent. Jungkook had beaten us and was sitting in our normal spot. He waved as we stepped into the shop.

"Took you long enough!" He shook his head as we sat down.

"Did you order already?" Jimin asked him.

"No, I was waiting for you guys."

"I can order for us, what do you guys want?" I asked.

They looked at me in surprise.

"You sure?" Jimin asked.

"Yeah, whatever."

They gave me their orders and I went up to the cashier. I told the woman what we wanted and stepped back a little, stretching my arms. But they bumped into someone behind me.

"Oh, sor-" I stopped. "Um. Hey."

Nabi stood behind me, rubbing her nose.