BTS Imagines

Taehyung

I am not going to write much for this chapter because I am sick. I feel miserable, I can't even sleep well... Even my lips lost it's colours just  now but after taking stupid Panadol, the colour returned. Even before I took Panadol, when I sit or stand, I feel like puking but now it is better... Ahh because I am sick, I need to skip Math Tuition LMAAOO. Not that I hate the tuition, it is I hate the subject. My father is asking me to drink this idk Korean juice... It is Korean so eh, I just drink it.

Imagine that you were sleeping and you're snuggled into Taehyung's chest who was sleeping beside you. It is funny how your head fits perfectly into Taehyung's chest, as if you are the missing puzzle in his life. 

Taehyung was awake, thinking about the MAMA concert they, BTS, are going tomorrow. He was really stressed out. Taehyung was afraid that BTS might not win any award due to Mnet deleting their votes due to specific armys who cheated. 

Taehyung sighed as he ran his fingers through your smooth hair. That action caused you to wake up. You opened your tired eyes and looked at the male in front of you. You saw him staring at the ceiling as he sighed.

"Are you okay?" You asked, getting up. "Because of MAMA?" You continued. 

Taehyung nodded and look at you. You patted his head and started, "It is alright! Even if you guys will not win an award, armys will always be with you, okay?"

Taehyung nodded again and pulled you into his arms. "Our performance for MAMA is different as well. I am also worried that I might screw it up..." 

"It is alright, Taetae... You will do fine..." You smiled and kissed his forehead.

My stomach and arms hurt while writing this... At first is my parents confiscated my phone, and now I am sick. I am so awesome and Taehyung's birthday is like in 1 day (Not including today which is 28 Dec)

Bye I needa break