Rain (VxReader)

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I woke up in practically a pool of sweat on the couch. The heat radiated off of someone else laying next to me. I struggled to roll over and eventually faced Taehyung's warm back, the heat source. I sighed as I pushed him with my foot. He groaned sleepily but refused to wake. I stood over Taehyung and forced him off the couch and onto the thick rug, cushioning his fall. I watched him open his eyes. "Why are you so hot?" I asked. "Which way?" Taehyung asked back, wiping his sweating brow. "Both."

I walked over to the fridge. "You're hungry already? We've been asleep for an hour," Taehyung told me. I like how he said we've. "Clearly not long enough for Yoongi." Yoongi's position looked uncomfortable, but his facial expression looked like he wasn't going to get up for a while. "We can eat out again, there's this really good sushi place down the street called Koyoshi. "I love that place!" I overjoyed. "But just because I'm living with you guys for however long you're staying here, doesn't mean I have to go everywhere you go," I explained. "It's not that we have to, it's that we want to," Taehyung explained back. That caught me by surprise. On the inside you were silent, because I was internally screaming so high that only dogs could hear that pitch. "What about the others?" I finally asked, yet your voice still cracked. He shrugged. "Let's just go."

We finally settled at a table by the window. "Why'd you guys travel here? If there was a concert held I would've known and gone," I asked. "Fan signing. We're staying for three more days," Taehyung replied. "If I had known, I would've gone!" I said. "Aren't you living with us for three days?" He asked, sarcastically. You paused. "Oh yeah..."

• • •

It had start to rain as Taehyung and I looked to cross the street. "Okay, go!" We ran across, but I heard a muffled roar. I witnessed a bright light then darkness. "Y/N!" Tires screeched the whole time. I opened my eyes to see Taehyung completely on top of me, hyperventilating. He stared at the bright headlight projected on his face, it lit up the faintest of forming tears in his eyes. Taehyung finally looked at me and frantically said, "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, are you okay?!" I nodded, concerned, and bewildered on the fact that he was close to completely tearing up. Maybe he got scared, surprised, or something else...?

He got off of me and pulled me up, still holding on to my hand. I heard a car door shut as a humanoid figured walked over. "I am so so so sorry! There's a bunch people in the car," Said a familiar voice. "Y/N? Taehyung?" Taehyung spoke up. "Jungkookie?!" The rest of Bangtan (excluding Yoongi who was still at the hotel room asleep) spewed out of the van. "Who let the maknae drive?" Taehyung asked, gripping my hand. I honestly didn't mind. "He kind of just hopped into the driver's seat and no one argued," Jimin admitted. "I'm never letting you drive again," Jin scolded the Golden Maknae.

"To say sorry I'll buy you an outfit from Gucci," Taehyung thumbs up while you face-palmed. "Free concert tickets? Personal concerts? Babies?" "Woah, that escalated too quickly." The whole car laughed. "I think the 'Love Yourself Highlight Reel' was jinxed," Taehyung commented. "I agree," Jungkook joined. "Conspiracy theories," I said. "But didn't that happen to Jin?" Everyone stared out in the distance. "Jin is dead I thought..." I commented. "I'm not enjoying this conversation!" Jin yelled. The maknae line and I just laughed.

• • •

We all came back to the hotel room to see Yoongi in an even more uncomfortable-looking position from before, still asleep. "How long has he been out?" I asked. "He'll still be asleep by tomorrow," Jungkook said. "Let's just leave him there," Jin said. "What time is it?" I asked. "Time for..." Jungkook paused trying to think of something clever to say. "Time for chicken...?" I face palmed. "When you're hungry, chicken is the best," Namjoom joined. "Okay, you can stop now," I held up my hands. "You're not yourself when your hungry, eat a snickers," Hobi commented. "Goodnight," I signed off and started to look for objects that would make the floor more comfortable.

I found some blankets and pillows and built a small fort between the couch and the chair Yoongi was sleeping on. I sat on my phone listening to BTS' songs instead of their arguments. Taehyung crawled up next to you. "Watcha doing?" He asked. "My daily dose of kpop," I replied. Tae put your left earbud in his ear. The chorus of 'Danger' was playing. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him, (Shia LaBeuf) smirking. I took his earbud and and placed it in my ear, then laid down on the pillow. "Goodnight," I said. "Its only 8:00," Taehyung protested. "I know, my bedtime is at 2am," I told him. "But that's not what time it is!" He said. "Also, that's not good." I shut my eyes, as I felt him shift away to leave me in my personal fort.

"IT SMELLS LIKE CRAP." Everyone woke up excluding Tae, me, and Yoongi "That sounded like Y/N," Said Jimin. "Agreed," was said shortly after the remark. "That sounded like Taehyung." They found you and Taehyung resting like rocks (especially Yoongi). "So Y/N sleep talks..." Jungkook said. "Sleep smells too," Jin added. "And Taehyung is talking back...?" Everyone awake was bewildered. "Lets just go back to sleep," Namjoon suggested. Everyone laid back except Jungkook. He paused. "Do you think it was about me almost running them over...?" Jungkook asked looking Jungshook. "Because it smells like crap in Heaven," Jimin said sarcastically.
"Go to sleep."

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