WARNING - THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTIONS OF VOMITING
Nari's POV
I heard the crowd as they chanted our names in unison.
Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! Choi Nari! BTS!
I teetered on my heels slightly. Did they just? . . . No. . . Did they?
Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! Choi Nari! BTS!
I know I heard it this time. They called my name. They do like me. I smiled. I was relived.
Hobi leaned over to me. "They're cheerin' your name." He whispered.
I giggled. "They are."
* * *
I put my whole weight into the chair. We were all exhausted from the performance. I leaned over and reached into my bag. I had gotten a message.
Unknown: hey little maggot
Unknown: you miss the daes?
I felt nauseated as I read the name again. I quickly ran to the bathroom. I vomited everything in my stomach into the toilet. After a while, it was reduced to dry heaving. I splashed some water on my face and went back into the dressing room.
"Nari!" Jimin yelled. "What was that?"
"I was just nauseous." It was only partially a lie.
"Are you sick?" Namjoon asked, placing the back of his hand against my forehead.
"I'm fine." I shrugged them off. I looked at my phone again.
They can't really be back? . . . Can they? . . . Oh god . . . . Minjee.
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Promises | 8th Member
Fanfiction"You're gonna have to tell us eventually." "When I'm ready." "Promise?" "I promise." Started: 10/4/18 Ended: 4/21/19 • UNEDITED •
