switch // kth ?

//(Y/N) in body of Taehyung//
My head was felt It it was about to burst out of me. I felt so terrible that I lay with my eyes closed until I hear a door open. "Oh, you're awake."

It was Taehyung. He wore grey fitted sweatpants, an oversized black tee-shirt, and some fuzzy socks. He sat on the side of the bed I was on. There was some pain relievers and water that he had brought in on the bedside table.

"W-what happened?" I lifted my weak arm to my face, rubbing my tired eyes. Taehyung looked to the ground then back to me.

"A lot happened. Do you want to hear?" I nodded my head slowly. Too fast of a nod would hurt my head. "Well, you left and I stayed in the laundry room. I had to calm down. So I walked around the house but avoided the backyard," Taehyung played with his fingernails. He would pick at them then chew on them but wouldn't bite them off. "When I finally wasn't as mad anymore, it had been an hour. I went back over to you."

I rolled over to my side so I could see him better.

"You were drunk. So so drunk! You were playing and dancing with the boys, drunkenly of course. I couldn't get a hold of you because you jumped from place to place. I saw you dancing one second then you were jumping into the pool. Minji was all over you too. Good thing I got you before she could start anything."

"Did you bring me here?" I wondered. He brought up his legs to the bed, sitting crisscrossed.

"Yeah, but not alone. Hana helped me and so did Sumin. She's such a nice girl. They left by the way."

"Okay. I'm sorry, Tae. I must have been a handful last night." Taehyung pushed back my hair and massaged my forehead.

"It's okay. You're safe." I smiled softly. He had a look of fondness in his eyes, I guess. I know that it's weird whenever we talk or look at each other since it's like looking in mirror, but the only part didn't change was his eyes. Sure, they were my (E/C) eyes, but the feelings expressed through them didn't change.

We sat in a comfortable silence until I spoke up. "I don't feel good," I mumbled. "I'm going to be sick." I jumped out of bed in a sudden spike of energy. I ran straight to the bathroom to kneel over the toilet. Taehyung wasn't far behind me.

He rubbed my back soothingly as I threw up in the toilet. Once I was done, Taehyung helped me up, wash my mouth, and back into bed.

"Here. You need to take these so your headache goes down," He handed me the pills on the bedside table. "I also made you this hangover drink. Don't ask, just drink" He handed me a light brown drink. I smelled it and gagged. He nodded encouragingly.

I plugged my nose and downed the drink. It was disgusting. "Thanks for the help, Tae."

"No problem. I'm going to be in the living room so just relax." He smiled sweetly then left.

I was thankful but his words from last night replayed in my mind like a broken record. I didn't bring it up, at least, not yet.
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Taehyung checked on me every half and hour. I stayed in bed until it was about three in the afternoon.

The hangover was for the most part done with. I still felt a bit disoriented but I could walk around and turn quicker than before.

I walked to Taehyung's living room where he was laying on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He looked up at me when I walked in. "You feeling better?" He scanned my face, looking for an answer.

"Yeah, I am. I'm also hungry. Should we make something?" Taehyung jumped up from the couch and ran to the kitchen. A fond smile appeared on my lips before I joined him.