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29| Painful Make Out Session

"I deny believing that your brain came up with that. Which site, huh?" I nudged him while mentally teleporting the message 'you aren't the genius you think you are.'

"Leave it, you're romantic only when you're drunk—" When the words carelessly leaving his mouth hit his own eardrums, his eyes went wide under the light of realization. "Please say you're deaf!"

"Much to your surprise, no." It was my turn to scare him with my walk in his direction.

"Well, then I gotta dig my grave. Bye." He slowly backed away towards the door which then transited into a full-fledged running to get away from me. I used all my Ninja reflexes to stop him. From high jumping to rolling and if given chance, maybe even flying, I did everything to succeed in blocking his path.

It wasn't even a long chase yet I panted as if someone forced me into some sort of physical activity. "What d-did y-you m-mean?"

"Look, I really didn't want to tell you a word about it but sadly, I spoke out something I shouldn't have..." then he started telling me everything. He did it slowly so I could take in every story he narrated with less embarrassment. I tried remaining quiet and calm but after listening to my deeds of last night, I could feel my brain cells dying.

It felt like millions of invisible hands started attacking me at once and the weird feeling started becoming unbearable. Two hands covered my eyes which resulted in every other colour to disappear in the thin air and only black colour to be in my sight.

Suddenly, as if from the consequence of some supernatural force, I was pushed forward and soon, I was shooting a kissing scene with the floor. It transited to a make-out session as the floor left a hickey on my forehead. Unconsciousness consumed me.

30 Minutes Later...

White lights flooded my vision and blue coloured horizon stretched over, while I was lying on a comfortable bed.

Is this what heaven looks like?

I squinted my eyes a little more to focus and look around because if I was there, it couldn't be heaven. I never did anything to end up there.

Thinking about heavens brought all the things I did in the last few moments of being alive on earth under the spotlight. At least my untimely death confirmed the myth that overdose of embarrassment kills.

Heaven is...luxurious? I didn't know why it felt like I have been to heaven before. Have I been dead before because everything looked familiar, from the bed to the wall and Kim Taehyung?

Did he die with me because of the embarrassment too or do the angels at heaven look like him? I guess both...

"Y/N, you're okay? Oh, God!" He worriedly asked questions related to my health the instant he saw me tiredly opening my eyes. It sort of made me feel special knowing someone was worrying about me.

You make me feel special~

"I don't think I know you, bye bye." I quickly pulled the sheets over my head to avoid Taehyung because that beautifully blessed face was a reminder to me of my ungracious acts from the night before.

"Oh, give me a break. Why did you faint?" He sat right next to me and gently stroked my hair back from my face while I laid beside him in depths of my thoughts and questioning every single aspect of my life.

"I'll blame low blood pressure but I fucking fainted, dude! I'm obviously not okay." I shouted but a stinging pain travelled from my forehead. I ran my fingers over the paining area and felt a bandage there.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you look really cute while smiling?" He asked to make me smile through the pain.

I surfed on the waves of lost memories. "Honestly, the list is long. When I was five, my uncle and aunt used to call me cute. Fast-forwarding to when I got braces, my parents told me I looked beautiful no matter what. In high school, a random guy confessed that he liked my smile while being quite red-cheeked. I kinda chickened out because it was my first confession and punched the guy in guts. I was suspended for a week. And yeah, Jin used to compliment my camera-worthy smile. That's all!" I gave him the answer by recollecting half of the memories that contained only compliments I had received. He might have expected me to blush and be all embarrassed but I didn't. Hahaha, the embarrassment quota is finished for the day.

"I'll pretend as if you didn't just say all that." He zoomed out of disbelief and said that in a monotonous manner. Silence enveloped us but it didn't feel awkward to me. Specially after he opened his mouth again, I wished it was zip locked instead. "Since you have sobered up... let's talk about it now.  What are your likings..?"  

Now this is what awkward actually means. My quirky brain added the lyrics to answer his question.  "Now, I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stunting, I like shining." I could imagine Cardi B cursing me in her southern accent if she heard me ruining her verse. When Taehyung didn't say anything at all, I hesitantly continued. "I like million dollar deals, where's my pen, bitch I'm signin'—"

"Okay I get it, I got the reference. Stop. This is not how we do it. You might have said that out of influence but I want you to admit it yourself before I get wrong ideas." We breathe and that's pretty much everything we did for the next 7 minutes. Even an eye contact with him felt like a tedious task. 

"I-I..." words left my mouth in stutters and then I concluded with a simpler answer.  "I need to pee." He didn't object but the pain on my forehead tried to test me a little harder this time. I didn't quite remember why I had a bandage on my head so I asked him. "What's a bandage doing on my head, by the way?"

"Your face looked pale that's why I stuck a bandage there." He said sarcastically and rolled his eyes. "You fell and got hurt."

"Oh." I murmured thinking about a quick and witty comeback but my brain let me down at the wrong circumstance. "If you knew I was falling, why didn't you catch me?"

He didn't react much and empty emotions covered his face like a mask. That's when I realized what I had uttered. I wished I could erase that part of the time or just go to pee rather than sitting there and saying something totally inappropriate and being awkward about it—

Wait—I can still go to the restroom and stay there till Taehyung leaves. God! Why did I realise this now?

I stood up abruptly and started making my way towards the washroom with tiny hopes that I could flush my existence too.

My steps halted when Taehyung opened his mouth. Sweet words pour out his mouth like maple syrup from pancakes. "I would much rather prefer to do random gravity checks with you than picking you up."

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A/N:- So...
BE is out and ngl, this is the best BTS comeback I have witnessed. Even tho it didn't break Dynamite's records, us armys have the same spot for BE as Spring Day. As someone who had been through depression and other mental issues, I cried the most when listening to blue and grey. What is your fav track on BE?