International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Remote {RM}

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// RM's POV //

I didn't realize that I was sleep deprived until I woke up and didn't recognize where I was.

My room was swirling around, my bed felt ten times comfier than last night, and it made my brain hurt so bad that I fell back to sleep.

Or I tried to.

"Namjoon?"

"Hyung, are you in there?"

"I don't hear him."

"He must still be asleep."

I groaned when I heard my youngest members try to whisper.

"We should just open the door, make sure he's still alive," Jimin suggested.

"Ok."

"Maknaes, what's wrong?" I hide my face deeper in the sheets.

"Why would anything be wrong, hyung?" Taehyung questioned while he cuddled me.

Usually I love it when my maknaes are like this, but my head is pounding.

"Guys, hyung is trying to sleep."

"Suga said to get up and get ready," Jungkook rubs my eyelids, which irritated me.

Get ready? For what?

"Why?" I tried to hide my tears from them.

"We have a long day today, remember?" Jimin said.

A cloud of sadness burns in my eyes; the sound of anxiety filled my eardrums and heavies my mind.

"Hyung?" Jungkook reached out to me.

I did something I've never done before, I pushed him.

I didn't mean it to be hard, but it was strong enough to fling him off the bed.

"Yah, Yah, Hyungie? What's wrong?" Taehyung tried to turn my face to him, but I resisted.

"Hyungie, are you crying?" Jimin hugged me.

Horrible thoughts came in my head, and I desperately wanted them to leave so I can cry in peace, "Guys. Hyung needs to get ready, please leave the room."

"But, you're cr-" Taehyung started.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I SPANK YOU!"

Taehyung flinched at my tone and hopped off the bed along with the other two; they all left.

I start crying because I know I hurt them, knowing I'm the cause of their pain stabs me more than a knife.

Suddenly, my emotions switch on and my mind completely overpowers me. I start shaking and crying hard and long, I picked up my phone to text one of the members, but then my head bullies me into putting it down.

I know it sounds weird and corny, but I wonder if you could die from a panic attack.

I wonder if I'll turn into my own enemy and slit my throat, just so I can stop the pain I feel all through my heart.

Twenty minutes and then I finally stop. My heart and head hurt, but I managed to pull myself together and get dressed.

I could feel my pulse as I walked down the stairs, the flood of my overbearing thoughts were hitting me again.