[WORK IN PROGRESS] A Little Pain

Chapter 2

The next morning I woke up with a pounding headache. I had the craziest dream...

The LA concert had been just as fantastic or even better than their New York concert and I was shaking afterwards. I felt like crying because I did not know when America would next be graced with BTS' godly presence. I went to a fancy hotel lounge and bar to get a few drinks and drown my sorrow. Although I was underage, I could pass for 21 and I had the money so the bartender did not even bother carding me. 

After downing two shots of hard liquor, I saw what looked like Taehyung enter the bar and I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. The guy nonchalantly sat right next to me and I just felt baffled. He ordered a shot of liquor to drink and after downing it, I spoke up in Korean.

"Hey, you're underage in America. You're not allowed to drink."

He just smirked and leaned in, "Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?"

I let it go, but then he started leaning in towards me and our lips touched for a few seconds. Afterwards, I initiated kissing him and he started kissing back. It was electrifying and he was an amazing kisser. Time just escaped us and this went on for several minutes. The bartender was either disgusted by the PDA or decided to just leave us alone because he just disappeared. There was no one else here so Taehyung began to put his arms around me and rubbed my back. 

Then suddenly my phone started shrilly ringing. I groggily answered it. 

"Hello?"

It was aunt and she was worried sick about why I had not called or returned home by now.

"Sorry, but I have to go." I excused myself and was about to leave  when Taehyung asked me for my number. I quickly wrote it down on a napkin and escaped into the night.

When I returned home, my aunt did not bother asking me what happened nor did I bother offering any information, but I think she assumed I was with a guy because she was a bit boy crazy when she was my age. I quickly showered and the  went straight to bed.

After feeling extremely confused for several minutes, I assumed that I had either kissed a stranger or made up the whole thing in my head.