#btssnz

{Dee returns!!! Taehyung and Jimin get separated from the others in an airport.}

Taehyung rubbed his eyes tiredly as he followed Jungkook off of the plane. The second youngest member of BTS had been dealing with a miserably stuffy head cold for the last 2 days. The others were tired and aggravated with him, which added to his misery. Well, they weren’t exactly mad at him… Just his sneezes. 

“If they weren’t all completely drained from the massive stream of interviews, recordings and filming the new music videos,” Namjoon had told him when Tae had complained, “the other members would be more sympathetic.” But they were drained, and as far from sympathetic as they possibly could be.

Taehyung sighed and scrubbed at his nose. He was as tired as the others! ‘Probably more than they are!’ his hurt feeling argued. But even Jungkook, who could usually be counted on to at give at least physical comfort had refused to cuddle up or lay down with him in the wide seats of the private plane, opting to nap alone and putting in ear plug to block out Taehyung’s sonic boom of a sneeze.

The rational part of Tae’s brain understood their desire not to catch his cold, but it still stung to be rejected 6 times in succession. Jimin was bringing up the rear behind him, and was fiddling with his carry-on bag. Taehyung made a face at him that Jimin didn’t even notice. He looked back up tiredly to try to keep up with Jungkook. Suddenly as the Black hoodied figure in front of Taehyung turned, he realized in horror that it wasn’t their Maknae that they had been following. They had been separated from the other members.

Tae spun on his heel, “Jimbidnie-hyug! Cadn you see Kookie or the other hyugs? I thigk we’re lost!” Jimin looked up, rolling his eyes at his typically over-dramatic best friend. He raised his head, clearly expecting to immediately point at their group and scold Taehyung for his inattention. The words of scorn never came out as Jimin’s dark eyes scanned the crowd. Jimin’s head whipped around to stare at Tae, panicked and angry.

“Weren’t you just behind Kookie?!?” Jimin demanded, his voice rising in pitch.

“I thought I was!” Tae cried, upset with himself and Jimin for automatically blaming him for this mix up. Jimin glared at him and pulled out his phone, dialing quickly,

“Their phones are all off or they go to voicemail!” Jimin said after a minute’s time. 

“They probably still have themb on airpladne mbode.” Tae sniffled. Jimin swore under his breath. Taehyung felt his nose prickle and he pitched forward with a terrific “HAESHHH!!!” The deafening sound drew the attention of several passersby. Jimin, already stressed and anxious, jumped and cursed,

“Damnit Taehyung! You are going to attract attention to us!” Jimin said irately.

“I cadn’t help idt! I’mb sigk…” Tae whined, “Dodn’t be so mbean!” Jimin’s eyes darted from left to right quickly,

“Tae! Shut up!” The older man whispered urgently, his hand shushing Taehyung. His eyes were wide and nervous. Taehyung was angry and didn’t care anymore. 

“D’No! You adnd the others have beedn horrible to mbe all day today! I’ve had it!” Tae began to cry, emotionally exhausted. Jimin growled in frustration, grabbing Taehyung’s hand and pulling him into an alcove. He clamped his hand over the younger man’s mouth.

“Shhh!” Jimin hissed a warning, “Someone’s following us.” 

Tae squirmed uncomfortably. Jimin’s fingers had accidentally brushed against his sensitized, chapped nostrils, Tae tried to warn his hyung, but Jimin’s hand was muffling the sound of his words.

“UTSCHHMF!!”

“UGH! That was disgusting!” Jimin whisper-yelled.

“OPPA?!”

“TAEHYUNGIE-OPPA?”

“WHERE ARE YOU JIMINIE-OPPA?”

Jimin swore again and dragged Taehyung into a nearby supply closet. Taehyung wriggled out of Jimin’s grasp.

“What the hell, Hyug?” Jimin shushed him again,

“There are sasaengs out there, dummy! If you don;t shut up, they will find us. We have no bodyguards, no managers, no hyungs; so for both our sakes: Be quiet!” 

Taehyung frowned and bit back a retort just as he heard several pairs of rapidly running feet pass by their hiding place. He sniffled and rubbed his nose again. Ugh… It was so itchy all of a sudden. It was too dark for him to see Jimin beside him. They were in a very small space… He could tell that much. Jimin was small but this was not a space made for people obviously. Taehyung lit up his phone’s screen. They seemed to be in a janitor’s closet. It was messy and crammed with hanging dust mops, vacuum cleaners, and feather dusters. Taehyung was pressed up against the racks that held the cleaning tools. 

“Uhmb… Jimbidn?” He started, nervously.

Jimin, his ear pressed to the door, didn’t even look at Tae. He gave him a small shove to try to silence him. Taehyung, unprepared for the sudden assault, went face first into a set of hanging feather dusters. Taehyung inhaled in surprise and immediately realized his mistake. His nose was tag-teamed by soft ticklish feathers and the dust they were coated with.

“Hhh-Hyug! Help!” He gasped in a whisper. Jimin looked up at him finally and then their surroundings…

“Oh shit…”

Taehyung whimpered, his nose itching wildly. Jimin, unable to think, spun Taehyung towards him and pressed Taehyung’s face into his own sweatered chest. Taehyung hitched as quietly as possible before he wasn’t able to hold the allergic cold sneezes off any longer. The sweater muffled most of the sounds at first.

“RhhhSHH! SHH! ISSH! ESSHH! RHSSHH! UTSCHMF! GHSSHHMF!”

Jimin held Taehyung’s face against his chest tightly, praying that Tae would be able to stop soon. His sweater was wet with allergic tears and other more gooey fluids. He cringed but cuddled Taehyung to him desperately anyway.

Taehyung sneezed viciously, his sinuses burning. 

“UHSCCHhh! ISSHHhh! UH-UH SHHHUH! UH-SCHAH!!! RAESSH!” The sneezes were building in volume and Jimin was petrified that they would be found. He could swear he heard voices but with Tae sneezing he couldn’t tell. He could only pray and hold onto Tae. Suddenly the door they were leaning against opened and they fell out into the terminal. 

Namjoon and Jungkook looked down at them with astonished eyes. 

“What the heck were you two doing in a closet? We thought we’d lost you!” The leader asked, looking them over. 

Jimin laughed in relief, “It’s a long story…”