Rainbow - BTS

2 - Orange

orange people are like vitamins
fighting off negativity, true warriors
that hide their own insecurity behind a wall of smiles that seem real

orange people bloom, marigolds scaring the carrot fly
they paint the sunset with streaks of beauty

they're noticeable, seemingly extroverted
but they fear some things more than others
being judged, hated, hurt, hung by society
for caring, for being too chaotic or too bright

because it envies the way they glow,
fireflies that live longer when given half the chance to shine

He blinks his eyes open at a shock of cold water, only to see his irritated older brother glaring at him, the handsome face twisted into an expression of anger and concern. "Hyung, what the f-" he mumbles, only to be cut off by the furious older male.

"Kim Taehyung! Where the hell were you last night? And why did you pass out on the sofa? What is going on?"

Taehyung sits up, groaning at the pain that throbs in his head at the movement. "I don't know, I went to go have some fun, I guess. Why does it matter?"
"It matters because I stayed up until four am trying to contact you, only to see you stumble in without an explanation and just collapse over there. Why were you so wasted? What happened?"

Taehyung places a hand to his head, the sound of his brother's voice drilling into his head like a construction enthusiast had been given a tool for the first time and was way too excited by the idea of a drill. "Hyung, quieter, please," he begs, reaching out blindly for the arm of the sofa in an attempt to get his bearings and return to the world of the living. "I feel like death."

His brother, Kim Seokjin, nods in understanding, standing up and giving the younger male room to breathe. "Do you need some water?" he offers, his protective instinct kicking in. Taehyung manages a chuckle at the change of attitude.
"That would be awesome, my throat is dying."

Jin nods, hurrying to grab a glass, and Taehyung closes his eyes, placing one hand on his forehead. "Shit, how much did I have?" he mumbles to himself, baffled. "Feels like there's a battle going on in my brain, what the fuck?"

His older brother returns moments later, the lifesaving water in one hand and a painkiller in the other. Taehyung takes both, knowing that his brother is way too knowledgable on the dosage and how it all works. Jin has always been interested in medicine, though, so it makes sense.

"Why did you get that wasted?" Jin presses, frowning in confusion, and Taehyung shrugs.
"Felt like it. Regret it now, though. Remind me to never take that many shots at once ever again. It's a bad idea for my liver." Jin tuts, shaking his head at his younger brother.
"At least you have the common sense to realise that," he comments disapprovingly, and Taehyung nods guiltily.
"Yeah, I guess that's true," he admits reluctantly, taking another gulp of water.

"I know people expect you to be a party animal because you're an orange, but don't let them pressure you into anything, okay?" Jin says worriedly, taking a seat beside his younger brother, who nods, smiling sadly.
"I should've known that my friends would try and use that side of me to their own advantage."

They sit there in silence for a few minutes, Taehyung's headache causing them both to prefer the relative peace over any form of noise. Then Jin stands up, a slightly panicked expression appearing on his face.

"Tae, I gotta go, I forgot that I was working today. My boss will kill me if I'm late," he says apologetically, rushing out of the room without another word. Taehyung just chuckles slightly, stumbling to the kitchen to refill his glass of water, as he begins to feel thirsty again.