Foreign Visiting Programme (BTS FF)

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Saee's POV

Oh, my god. What just happened? Why is he like this? Why?! Please let this be a dream. Please let this be a dream. Ouch! This isn't a dream.

"What the f*ck, Kim Taehyung? Go to hell." I screamed at the spoken guy.

A few moments ago

"Here eat this," I gave the bottle of painkillers to Taehyung, "just don't take more than 3 tablets." I completed my sentence, trying to find the antiseptic solution.

"Too late. I took 8." He said like a little boy, apologizing to his mother after breaking down her favorite vase.

"Boy, you need to go to your dorm fast! I found the antiseptic and in few seconds you should leave! The side effects will be worse than the injuries you have." I was panicking. 

"What are the side effects?" He asked in a timid voice.

"Umm, you'll act like you are drunk. You'll get high." I said, nervously.

(I actually don't know the symptoms of overdosing of painkillers. This is fictitious.)

"Well, it's not that bad, I guess." He said, giving out a relieved sigh.

"For you. For me it's worse than anything. I can't handle you when your sober, how will I handle you when your high?!" 

"Fine. Stop panicking. Wash up my wounds and go. I'll call my friends. They'll come to pick me up." 

" Fine. Gimme your hand." By saying this I started washing up wounds and bandaging them.

"Can you take out my phone and call my friends? Please!!!" He said, doing some weird big eyed face.

"No." I said, wrapping bandage on the long scar on his forearm.

"Please. PLEASE!!!!!" He said, like nearly he screamed. 

"FINE! JUST SHUT UP!" I said done by his yelling.

"Thank you." He said giving me his cute boxy smile.

What? Cute?!

Yeah, actually. It is pretty cute.

I took his phone and called someone named 'Chim', as per Taehyung's directions.

"You stay here. I'll be right outside the infirmary. Don't go wandering off somewhere."

" Okay, mom." He said in a teasing voice.

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God, that was so awkward. First someone named 'Ggukie' and then 'Shorty'. What the hell was that? I wasted whole 10 minutes of my life in nothingness.

"I called your friends and they are coming in 10 minu- TAEHYUNG, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I said entering the infirmary.

He. Was. Effing. Drinking. An. Unknown. Medicine. Directly. FROM THE BOTTLE!

Running towards him, I snatched the bottle from his mouth and sealed it tight.

"SAEEEEEE!!!!! WHY DID YOU TAKE AWAY MY JUICE???? It is soooooo sweeeet!!!" Taehyung slurred in his voice.

Oh shit. It's happening. He is high.

"Hey, hey, hey. Kim Taehyung. You are normal. You are not high. You are not drunk. Do you hear me?" I said, trying to make him sober.

"I'm not high. I'm not drunk. I AM HIGHLY DRUNK!!!! WEeeEEeE!!" He said, literally screaming on top of his voice.

Impatiently, I grabbed his arms and pulled that idiot down from the bed. 

"You are so beautiful, Saee." He said in a dreamy voice and pronouncing my name like 'Sai' from Naruto. 

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Go to sleep." I tried to lay him down the bed.

"NO! You are really beautiful and I am mesmerized by your sheer beauty." He freed himself from my grip and started spewing nonsense.

"Please be silent." I said, tiredly.

"Make me." He said like a child, crossing his hands.

"I am leaving." I said, giving up.

"No, you are not." He said, gripping my hand. "I love you."

"Yeah, I love myself, too." I said, removing my wrist from his hands.

"You should. I had never loved anyone romantically. You are the first and the last one. Please accept my love for you. Please don't reject me. I never dated anyone in my life. And I want you to be the one. Please." He said, nearly crying.

What? Wtf? Is he speaking the truth or lying? But I don't think he will when he isn't sober.

"Please don't leave me. Please." He said in a broken voice.

"Fine. I'll stay till your friends arrive." I said, pitying the boy. And to be frank, I need some time to think about what he said.

To think about it, Tzuyu never told me anything about him and his dating life. And many people say that when you are not sober you tend to speak the truth. I never had any experience of this kind. Nobody ever asked me to date them.

While I was contemplating about his sudden and according to me fake confession, the said boy tried to kiss me! 

Oh, my god. What just happened? Why is he like this? Why?! Please let this be a dream. Please let this be a dream. Ouch! This isn't a dream.

"What the f*ck, Kim Taehyung? Go to hell." I screamed at the weird guy and pushed his face away from me with a greater force than expected.

"OWW! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? I JUST CONFESSED! I'VE NEVER CONFESSED IN MY LIFE!!" He started crying on the top of his lungs.

"What?! Taehyung confessed?! To whom?" I heard a unfamiliar voice.

"To Saee. Of course." Taehyung said, sniffling. "Chimmie!!! She pushed me!" He complained to, according to my guess, Park Jimin. The one and only Tzuyu is after.

"H-Hey, aren't you the one who g-gave the I-Indian dish?" The other with muscles asked, with a stutter in his voice.

"Yes. Now, I'll take my leave. He has taken 8 pills of painkillers instead of 3. And emptied half of the bottle of something. So, I guess you can handle him. Goodbye." I said, quickly in order to get out soon. 

I dashed out of the room, swiftly and ran towards my dorms, not listening to the shouts of Park Jimin and the muscle bunny accompanied by Taehyung's cries.

This came out longer than expected. (🌚) I wrote a long chapter as I don't know when I'll write the next. But I'll try my best to write in a week, but still.

Do comment. Don't be a silent reader.

~ Reflection.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, HUMANS!!!