Taehyung takes the opportunity to finally do what he had been wanting to do. And Jimin gets smacked in the hand

Taehyung sighed as he looked at the number of messages he had received for the last 20 minutes.

15..20...

He groaned as his phone continued give him message notifications. Turning to the soft material of his bed, he burrowed deeper unto the bed. It smelled of the rose scented fabric conditioner, he had requested from his mother. The scent always managed to calm him down.  They always acted as if he was going to die with the number of messages they were sending. He doesn't appear for one day and then...sigh. He swiped his thumb at his busted lips, the doctor had said it would take three to four days to heal. No biggie.

Yeah right.

It was just the first day of absence and he was already receiving frantic messages from his friends. Ranging from-

"Hey Taehyung, I can't see you're shadow anywhere. Even the sunrise can't penetrate the gloomy clouds of your fans" 

to

"Darn it! TAE YOU BASTARD! ANSWER MY CALLS! ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY FROM ME! WHAT'S THIS RUMOR OF YOU DATING THE BEAUTIFUL TRANSFER STUDENT! I SAW HER FIRST YOU FU-"

to 

"Taehyungie?! Are you okay???? Oh my gad, are you being kept captive anywhere?? If you don't answer this message in 5 seconds I'll call the police-"

To which he replied with: 

I'm fine Jiminie. I just had an accident. No, don't call the police. Don't call anyone, okay? Bye.

He recalled that his mother had phoned his adviser about the reason for his absence. So he didn't get why everyone had to be so over dramatic. Speaking of his mother, he groaned louder as he remembered the nagging he and his hyung had received yesterday when she saw his split lip. They were able to scrub the carpet clean but they forgot that he looked like he had brawled with some back alley thugs. Namjoon had laughed at that, commenting how--"Taehyungie, couldn't punch a guy to save his own life" and proceeded to get smacked in the head with a folding fan.

"Owowowowow, yeah..yeah ...sorry...sorry". His attempt to cover his head from getting hit, got him hit somewhere else. Their mother was savage. 

Taehyung really wanted to laugh at his brother but his mother had turned to him with a glare and a, "And what are you being smug about." And the words just died in his mouth. "Nothing Eommonie," he just smacked his mouth close, stood straighter, feet closed and arms at his side. He just silently