Foreigner

21

Your head was ringing and that's all you could concentrate on

Not the head laying on your shoulder

Not the arm wrapped around your waist

Or the leg lay comfortably over yours

But only the ringing in your head

A groan was all you could muster

You only really get bad hangovers when you've over done it...clearly last night was one of those times

"Why do I do this to myself?" you question with a sigh, unconsciously bringing your hand up to run through Tae's hair

You only realised what you were doing when he began to move and squeeze you with his limbs that were currently thrown over your body

Staring down at his face, your eyes met when he let his flutter open slowly

Neither of you finding your current position awkward or uncomfortable, both of you becoming quite accustomed to cuddling the other

You tightly clasped your other hand to your head, applying pressure in hopes of pushing the headache away

"Hungover?" he finally grumbled out

You nodded gently, not wanting to rattle your brain around anymore

Giving up on the idea of pushing your headache back where it came from, you took your hand off of your head and flopped your arm down by your side

Tae unhooked himself from your body and sat up to kneel on the bed

He leaned over your suffering form to place a sweet, gentle peck on your forehead

He hovered his lips over the area he had quickly kissed

"Wait here" he whispered out softly, cautious of your growing headache before making his way off the bed and out the room

All the while thinking to himself...

"I can't believe I just fucking did that"

...

Bright pink

The shade your cheeks went as he left you in the room

He's got to stop doing this

You tried to calm your brain from going into overtime...it was just a small kiss

Yet it made your heart do flips

You knew you and Tae were definitely more touchy than most friends

But you never feel this way with other people, why was Tae different

Tae always treated you like you were his most prized possession and you couldn't lie and say it didn't make you feel special and loved

You cast your thumping mind back to what Yoongi had said last night

How it hurt when you thought of Tae never seeing you as anything but a friend

You couldn't possibly like him...could you?

"I refuse to believe i'm developing a crush on my bestfriend" you thought to yourself, followed with a quick shake of the head that rattled your brain

"Ow" you hissed out, holding back onto your head again

"You've only got yourself to blame" a deep voice spoke up

You opened your eyes, observing an amused Tae as he strolled over to the bed, glass of water in one hand and a strip of pills in the other