Why Me?

The doctors hadn’t deemed him well enough to fly back to Korea yet. I hadn’t slept in days. I was so worried and no one would answer my calls. What was going on? I was in the dark just like everyone else, clinging to their computer screen waiting for an official update to be released. I was his girlfriend. Shouldn’t I be of some priority? No Pais don’t think like that. Don’t be selfish. He’s really ill. All you can do is pray he’ll get better. As soon as I thought that, an update was released. I ferociously scrolled through the article that would announce their arrival date in South Korea. Tomorrow at four in the afternoon. I could do it. I could ask to get off of work at two which would give me enough time to clean myself up and get to the airport.

The Next Day
I ran back home the second I got off work. I had never been so energetic and my boss was a bit worried. When I asked her if I could leave at two, I told her I was meeting with my boyfriend for the first time in months, which brought a smile to her face. She was always so supportive even though she had no idea who I was dating. I looked at my watch and squealed as I realized I was ahead of schedule. I had gone shopping a few days before to find the perfect outfit for this day. I didn’t have to disguise myself since no one knew who I was or that I was dating Tae, which gave me the freedom to dress as I pleased. I applied the makeup look he always told me he liked the best and curled my hair to lay at my ribs in soft blond curls. I threw on my heels and headed towards the train station. When I got to the airport, I wasn’t surprised that there were already herds of girls waiting for the boys to arrive. I tried PD-nim’s phone again and finally got a hold of him.
“Paisley! I’m sorry I didn’t answer your calls before. Things have been chaos here. Taehyung is fine. He’s still sick, but he’s definitely improved.” I blew a sigh of relief and heard him chuckle. “You must've been worried sick. Again, I’m really sorry.”
“It’s perfectly fine sir, I completely understand with how busy it is. I know I’m not the priority. But I was worried sick… I couldn’t sleep the past few days wondering if he was ok.”
“Where are you? It sounds like a madhouse!” Oh yeah. The airport.
“Well you see, I’m actually at the airport right now and the noise you hear is a nice little preview to what awaits you and the members once you get off the plane.”
“Crap.” I could hear him begin to yell orders at both the members and the security to prepare for the huge crowd. “Thanks for the warning.” He was prepared, but he still sounded panicked.
“I can see if I can divert their attention,” I suggested.
“And how do you think you’re going to distract an entire group of fangirls in less than a minute?”
“You have no faith in me PD-nim. There’s a reason I’m Tae’s girlfriend you kn....” I could hear a faint voice coming from where PD-nim was.
“Who are you talking to?” Tae. That was Tae
“Tae?” I whispered and immediately slapped my hand over my mouth as PD-nim chuckled and told him to go sit back down. “I’m sorry that was creepy wasn’t it.”
“It’s fine, and if you’re able to divert all those girls away, I’ll let him go home with you tonight.”
“PD-nim, I live with the guys in the dorm,” I stated not seeing any benefit in the promise.
“Yes, but he’s ill and so I was going to keep him at a hospital in order to keep a close eye on him.” I could feel the slight smirk in his voice and my eyes widened. You sneaky sneaky PD.
“Fine I’ll do it.” I hung up and immediately began to devise a plan.
What could I do to distract about 300 girls for the next 30 or so minutes. I called up my editor friend, and told him my made up story. I kinda lied to him and said that BTS had changed the location of their landing in order to get away from the crowds, but it was fine. I’d make up for it later. I was his only insider for BTS, not that I told him anything I wasn’t supposed to. Of course he thinks I give him secret info, but really a lot of it is fake gossip PD-nim makes up to get the tabloids off of BTS’s backs. As soon as I see the article pop up, I clear my throat to get my loudest fan girl voice I can muster.
“BTS CHANGED THEIR LOCATION! THEY’RE GOING TO LAND IN THE EAST WING!” At first they all just stared at me, so I felt the need to justify my info. “THEY ANNOUNCED IT ON K-POP JUNKYS. GO LOOK YOURSELVES!” I saw about half of them dash to get their phones, and check to see if I was right. Their eyes went wide as they showed their friends. It was kinda creepy how they all seemed to move together, like clones, as they suddenly took off running to the east wing. I pulled out my phone and sent PD-nim a text of my accomplishment and seconds later got a reply that he owed me one. Hell yeah he does, that took so much work.

Taehyung
Who was PD-nim talking to. It was a girl. I could tell from the high pitched sound of her muffled voice, but I had no idea who it was. I decided to muster my strength to get up and ask.
“Who are you talking to?” The line on the other side went silent as if she heard me talking. PD-nim chuckled after the girl said something on the other end.
“Go sit down Tae, you’re ill.” I grumbled at his demand, but I couldn’t disobey PD-nim. “It’s fine, and if you’re able to divert all those girls away, I’ll let him go home with you tonight,” I heard him say into the phone. Who would I go home with besides the members? Was he talking to Paisley? “Yes, but he’s ill and so I was going to keep him at hospital in order to keep a close eye on him.” No way in hell am I going to stay in a hospital! I haven’t been able to talk with Paisley for the last few days because of this cold. I missed her so much. I wasn’t quite sure what they were talking about though. Something about girls and airports. She wasn’t here, was she? No she had work today.

We had landed a few minutes ago and were waiting for the pilot to allow us to exit off the plane. PD-nim had begun to yell directions to everyone about how we would need to prepare for a huge mass of fans waiting for us at the gate, but he’s calmed down since then. He must've figured something out. We were finally given the ok, and being the sick one, I got to get off first. Jin helped me stand up and retrieve my bag, protesting to let him carry it, but I wouldn’t let him. I might be a bit weak and sick, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself. Well for the most part.
“Come on little turtle, you sure do walk slow,” Jimin teased.
“Aish. I’m sick let me be. I can be a turtle if I want to.” I closed my eyes for a second to allow my eyes to adjust to the bright airport. It didn’t help my headache at all. It made it significantly worse. I felt like I was going to pass out any second now.
“Jim…” I began to call out.
“Tae!” I didn’t know Jimin sounded so much like a girl I thought as I collapsed and everything went black.

Paisley
“Tae!” I ran towards him as he began to fall. I was excited to see him, but this excitement was replaced with fear as soon as he collapsed. I begin to check his vitals, making sure everything was in check. Having a mom as a nurse sure did come in handy. I hated anything to do with the medical field, but she insisted I learn some of the basic procedures. I was soon surrounded by the other members, PD-nim, and manager-nim. “Come on Tae. Please wake up,” I begged.
“My head…” his eyes cracked open. I took my sunglasses off my head and placed them on his eyes before reaching into my bag to grab some ibuprofen. I helped him slowly sit up so he could take the pills. “Better,” he whispered giving me a small smile. I embraced him in a gentle hug.
“I was so worried.”
“I know and I’m sorry. But I’m here now, with you.” His voice was so soft. He sounded so miserable and in pain. Jimin and Hoseok helped him stand up and gave him their shoulders to lean on. I stood up, adjusting my sweater and brushing the small amount of dust off of my shorts. “You look beautiful.” I blushed when I looked up and saw him gazing at me. “I can stand,” he grumbled brushing off the two members holding him up. He walked over to me to finally give me a proper hug. “I missed you so much,” he whispered. Oh how I missed that deep voice of his.
“While I hate to end this very touching and sentimental moment, we are in the middle of an airport, and those girls Pais distracted won’t be gone forever.” I shot PD-nim an apologetic look when I stepped away from Tae.
“You guys go on to the car. I have to use the restroom.”
“We’ll pick you up at the front.” I nodded towards manager-nim and thanked him. I waved to Tae and bowed towards PD-nim and manager-nim, watching them walk out the door.
"Who do you think you are getting so close with our Taehyung?" I turned around at the sound of a snobby girl's voice. She was surrounded by two equally as snobby looking girls. Oh how cute. A little posse of brats.
"Your Taehyung? He's not your Taehyung. He's not anyone's freaking Taehyung. He is an independent person who does not belong to anyone on this Earth except himself," I snapped. But she didn't back down. I had suddenly lost the urge to pee.
"Do you even know who he is you foreigner?"
"I live here thank you. And might I say, you sure are acting mighty jealous over an accident."
"I'm not jealous of anything to do with you."
"Oh I'm sure you'd give anything to fall into your Tae Tae's arms like I just did when I tripped," I lied. "And seeing as you don't have any luggage with you, or any kind of bag that you would take to an airport when you're traveling, you came here just to see BTS. Don't you find that a bit creepy? Following random guys everywhere they go?"
"Omo! They're not just random guys! Besides I don't see any suitcases with you either. You're such a hypocrite."
"Oh, no. Actually, I already had my butler take them to the car. Oh look! There he is now. While I was having such a pleasant talk, I must be going now. Goodbye!" I threw the stunned girls a cheesy smile and a wave before turning on my heels and walking through the exit. I really should wear heels more often. They give such a satisfying sound when making a dramatic exit.

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