²³ Last Minute Plans

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Y/N:
meet me in the practice room tonight?

Jun:
I'm sorry, can't tonight :(
We have a schedule and practice early in the morning.



Your finger hovers over your keyboard, contemplating what to say next.



Y/N:
i get it, no worries!

Jun:
I'll make it up to you~
Don't overwork yourself, okay? And make sure you get enough sleep

Y/N:
i will juni , you too

Jjuni:
I'll see you tomorrow, sweet dreams <3




The click of your phone goes off before you toss it to the edge of the bed.



There was only so much you could do. Your spiteful spirit had to die down if you were going to train or even debut under a company like BigHit.

Yeonjun had to focus on his comeback, you had to focus on school and training.
Beomgyu was still in the hospital for monitoring.


Tossing yourself onto the bed, you try to mentally prepare for tonight's flight.



+x+

"You know I can't drive, Y/N." Namjoon lightly chuckles.


Your suitcase was already packed, and you still had 2 hours before your flight.

No company drivers were available for the route you wanted to take, especially because of the rain. The manager insisted you find another mode of transportation that wasn't public.



Although it was already evening and most people were getting ready for bed, the Bangtan boys were up and working on their Japanese album.

You thought it'd be best to ask your seniors for a ride before giving up.




"He can't. But I can." Taehyung appears behind Namjoon, grinning and holding a pair of keys.





+x+

"Which room was he in again?" Namjoon asks as you all walk down the hall.

"1934." You round a corner and face the room, as Taehyung and Namjoon trail behind.




"Do you guys want to come in too?" You ask before entering.

"It's okay, you take your time and we'll come in in a bit." Taehyung smiles and urges you forward.



Beomgyu was asleep as you walked into his hospital room. It was expected regarding the time and what he's been through today.

He was mumbling as he slept, a habit of his Yeonjun told you about.
Gently lifting his hand up from the bed, you slid the note you'd written under his palm.



The beat of your heart suddenly increased, each breath getting harder to take.
The monitor you've forgotten on your arm was pulsating, sending vibrations through your muscle.


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