Chapter Eight

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Kim Taehyung's Point Of View


I let out a groan as the sunlight from the open curtains burn my eyes. Why did I wake up so early? I roll over with absolute grace and pick my phone up from the bedside table. The screen lit up and told me it was 11:03am making me let out a sigh. 

"Stupid body, Cannot do anything right" I mumble incoherently under my breath. I am most definitely the last one to wake up. Is sleeping similar to dying... I wonder. Maybe that is why i've been getting so many hours of sleep, the world just wants me dead I guess. 

I let out a laugh as I throw on a pair of white jeans and a black t-shirt, but it wasn't long before I stopped due to an unsettling feeling rising in my throat, I let out a gasp as my lungs started to close in on themselves. I tried to walk to the door stumbling in the process lunging my hands out for some form of support so I didn't fall over.

I had finally managed to get a hold of the edge of the shelf on the wall when I heard a voice call out from in the hallway. 

"Taehyung?" Jin hyung

"Taehyung, are you still sleeping?" I try to breathe in deeply in an attempt to get back some oxygen in my lungs, I could feel the flower shaking in laughter at me. I throw multiple curses at it silently as I get out a quiet strangled gasp. I grip the edge of the shelf tighter, the corner digging into my skin. For a third time I try and breathe in some air. 

A knock sounded from the door, crap Jin Hyung is still there! I close my eyes letting out a shaky breath as air started to fill my lungs again. I tried to steady myself up against the wall feeling slightly dizzy. 

"Taehyung?" 

"Yes hyung? Sorry just woke up! Stayed up late last night reading, my fault sorry! Just washing up now, be ready soon" I say in an out of breath voice, Hyung would think it would be because I was running around getting ready, hah if only he knew. Jin replied back with an okay before I heard his footsteps walking away.

I grab a black beanie from on of my drawers and put it on my head the front of my hair falling over my eyes. I try and move it but fail so I leave my bedroom in search of my favourite hyung. 

"Yoongi Hyung!" I yell out as I enter the living room and start smiling as I see him sitting cross-legged on the couch with pen in one hand and notebook in the other. When he looks up he smiles and I see waves of relief wash over his eyes and face. I brush it off as I know he worries a lot. I rub the inside of my palm as a dull ache remains from where the shelf jabbed into it.

"Morning Taehyungie, did you sleep well? I nod and pull him up from the couch. Yoongi shoots me a curious look but I just grab his shoes and a spare beanie to make sure his head doesn't get cold. I grab a jacket from one of the hooks not paying attention to whose it is and we then leave the dorm all the while Yoongi hyung asking where we were going. 

"Taehyung! Where are we going, it's absolutely freezing today!"

"The recording studio"

"What do you want to go there for?" He questioned pulling the beanie over his head. 

"To record a song, :( by Bahari, found them a few weeks ago. I thought it represented everything perfectly, hyung you gotta let me do this"

"Okay, Okay. But do you plan to upload and release it or something else?"

"Yeah I do want to release it as a cover, but not yet. Hyung I want to release this the day I die, also I need to start writing a letter to everyone explaining myself and everything that has happened." 

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