Hatching

United States

Mar 21, 2017

The past few weeks have been going unexpectedly smoothly. The concerts were all sold out, and BTS was meeting their international fans, but it didn't matter to them whether they were from Korea or Brazil. The energy was still the same. Surging like a great tsunami and flooding BTS with their love. The language barrier was not a problem for them; they had music and a translator.

When they landed, they had to make haste to the van. There was a crowd of fans waiting, holding signs with messages of love, pictures to show support, and shouts of excitement. The boys were having a hard time walking out of the airport as there was a bit of pushing from some of the fans. Dawa and Taehyung were at the front, trying their best to follow their managers. Sae-Jun, Do-Hwan, and Soo-Gi were trying to separate the crowd.

"DAWA!" A scream came from Dawa's left, and before he could process anything, the owner of the voice was pushed onto Dawa, due to the crowds' excitement.

The young girl who had screamed Dawa's name had wrapped her arm around Dawa's neck area in an attempt to save herself from the fall.

It felt suffocating. He felt pressure against his throat, and fear struck through him the same way it did that night at that hotel. The memory came back to him all at once. The faces around him all blurred out. Dawa, not able to handle this memory, pried the young girl's arm off his neck and roughly pushed her back into the sea of people. He did not hear the apology that was whispered, and he could not bring himself to apologize to the girl as a by-product of remembering a traumatic moment.

Even though it was less than a minute since the girl had made physical contact with him, for Dawa, it lasted an eternity, and he couldn't seem to regain his senses. He felt a gentle hand take him by his own hand. It felt slightly bigger than his own. He looked up to see Taehyung and Do-Hwan both beside him. Protecting him in his vulnerable state, he looked ahead to see Sae-Jun, ordering fans to make way. The other members immediately walked closer to Dawa, giving their fans a warning look. They loved their fans, there was no mistake, but they also cared deeply about Dawa's wellbeing, and fans being pushy had caused harm to Dawa.

Once in the van, Sae-Joon spared no time and drove them straight to their hotel. By the time they arrived at the hotel, it was late at night, almost 12 am, and the first thing on their schedule was in about 5 hours.

"You all could use as much sleep as you can get. Please, Yoongi, Dawa, no work. " Sae-Joon, despite saying please, was glowering his eyes at them, almost daring them to disobey him.

"We promise," Yoongi assured him. He really wanted to sleep just then. The jet lag was really hitting him. Harder than most of the other members because he hadn't gotten a decent amount of sleep in so long.

Yoongi, despite wanting to go straight to sleep, could not ignore what had happened back at the airport. He knew that Dawa was still shaken up. Despite his efforts to hide it in his facial expressions, his eyes gave him away. Yoongi decided to get Dawa, the only thing that could calm him down.

"Hi, may I have an order of," he paused, deciding which order would be most beneficial to Dawa. "Of honey-citrus mint tea?" He'd known Dawa long enough to know that mint tea had magical, relaxing properties.

"Yes. Thank you." and Yoongi hung up.

In a few minutes, there was a knock on the hotel room door. Dawa was in the shower, trying to wash away that stifling feeling.

"I have an order for Yeonki, a honey citrus mint tea." The delivery man said very monotonously.

Yoongi gave him the money and took the drink. Dawa was out of the bathroom by now, water dripping from his damp hair, and wearing his large orange shirt and black pajama pants.