After yesterdays incident, with the rain, Taehyung's sudden confession and everything in between I couldn't find myself having a good night's sleep.

I tossed and turned with no luck whatsoever. I even counted on imaginary sheep but that didn't help out either.

And now, I find myself laying flat on the carpet in the babysitter club with the baba's either around or on top of me.

"Him getting drenched must have messed with his head..." I mumble, only to have Taehyun tug at my left cheek. "I'm pretty sure that's it..."

"What's wrong, noona?" Taehyun asks, curiously. "Are you tired? Is school that hard?"

"Deh..." I drawl, and my eyes falls over his cute features. "School loves giving students an absurd amount of homework that's usually followed by multiple mental breakdowns. You'll have your turn so for now just enjoy your playtime."

"Hmm?" Taehyun looks at me confused and his lips are pursed. "But don't you have friends to make it better like I do?"

I smile at his intellect, "I do, and they're great just like the friends you have here." I gently pat his head. "Treasure each and every moment you share with them, always and forever."

"Moments of alwayness?" He questions with a smile, and pulls at my cheek. "Okay noona!"

"Ah, what are you talking about with noona, Taehyun ah~?" Yeonjun rolls over to lie down beside his friend.

"Noona said I should treasure every moment I share with you and Soobin ah~ and Hueningkai ah~ and Beomgyu ah~!" He claps, softly and Yeonjun looks at him with a cute smile.

"Yah kid." Yoongi's voice drawls from near the table. "Don't you need to get to your first class?"

I sigh and glance at my watch, "I need sleep Yoongi oppa and I still have a full fifteen minutes before class starts."

"Aish kid," He sighs. "In your current state you'll probably need that fifteen minutes to get to class."

I get up, propping myself on my elbows and I stare at the silver haired man, "If you want me to go just say it. I'll leave."

"Alright, fine." He breathes, leaning against his right hand. "Go. I'm sure you must be sulking like this because Taehyung's not here."

"Yah! That's not it..." I mumble, and cautiously get up so I don't hurt any of the kids. "But I'll go only because you asked and you're senior to me."

He smirks, "I didn't pick you to be that submissive."

"Aish," I sigh, giving the kids all a hug then I grab my backpack to leave. "Don't pick on me like that."

"Just go!" He hollers, and I stick my tongue out at him before leaving.

• • •

As I walk through the hallway, making my way towards English class I get weird stares from everyone around me. I pout and mentally curse everyone for being so judgemental- I know I look like Sadako but they don't have to make it that obvious.

Ultimately, I blame Taehyung for their weird stares because he's the sole reason I barely got even a winks moment of sleep last night and now, I have bags that can rival Gucci under my eyes.

"Where did they come from?"

"Who are they?"

"They're so cute!"

As I walk by a group of students, a few of their chatter and gossips catches my ears and I immediately come to a halt.

They're aren't talking about me then who are the-

I feel something crash against my calves and soft oof's are heard afterwards.

My eyes narrows in suspicion and I instantly turn on my heels but the sight before me makes my eyebrows raise in surprise.

"TXT..."

I gasp, and I stare at them in a flabbergasted state. They're all in a single file and they're rubbing their foreheads since they bumped into each other after Soobin had bumped into me.

"What are you lot doing here? Does Yoongi oppa know you followed me here?"

"Deh!" They all reply, uniformly.

"Why?" I ask, crouching to their level and I ignore the stares coming from those around.

"Pabo Taehyung!" Taehyun hollers.

"We want to see Taehyung hyung..." Soobin informs, with a soft pout.

"Because he doesn't come to play with us anymore!" Hueningkai adds, sharply pointing his sword at me with a frown.

"Deh, deh!" Beomgyu exclaims as he nods his head furiously.

"Take us to Taehyung hyung please, noona!" Yeonjun implores cutely.

I sigh, giving my watch a glance then I look back down at them, "Fine, but only for a little while then you have to go back."

"Yay!"

They exclaim in excitement and soon I find myself leading them towards the English class.

As I walk, I let them waddle in front of me and obviously I try my utmost best to protect them from some of the ignorant and noisy teenagers that decide to walk with their blinders on.

Eventually, we arrive at the said classroom and with a sigh I push open the door. Thereafter, the kids loud screams of excitement rings throughout the classroom and this catches the attention of my classmates.

Despite not knowing where he sits, they bolt in search for him. Eventually, they locate him and quickly run up to him.

"Taehyung hyung!"

"Hyung!"

"We came to play with you!"

I walk into the class, and as I walk towards my designated seat my eyes consequently connects with Minho's but I ignore him and shift my focus over to Jimin and Jungkook.

They're happily helping the kids climb onto the table but as for Taehyung I can't really tell what his expression is since he's wearing a face mask, which is obstructing half of his facial features.

I tilt my head slightly, in curiousity and I usher over to him.

"Yah! Are you secretly training to be a Kpop idol..." I cooe playfully, and poke his cheek as the kids cheer from their positions on either his or my desk.

"Ani," Jimin speaks, as he pokes Beomgyu's cheek. "He's caught a cold."

Immediately after hearing those words my world freezes and I stop blinking because suddenly I remember the events that lead to Taehyung getting sick- when I had slipped, the umbrella had tipped more towards me and that lead to Taehyung getting drenched.

"Ah!" I frown at him, but Taehyung turns away to sneeze then he sniffles lightly. "Why'd you come to school then?"

But my question goes unanswered since all of the kids yell bless you, and Taehyung pats their heads. "Why are you all suddenly here?" His voice is laced with a tinge of raspyness.

I only look up at Jimin and Jungkook but they give me a shrug so I pout and simply stare at Taehyung and the baba's exchange.

"We followed Soo Yeong noona here because you don't come play with us anymore!" Soobin answers with a huge pout and he crosses his arms.

Taehyung looks up at me, his mint hair edging close to his brown eyes that's reflecting a hue of happiness and relief concoct into one. Somehow, I feel so warm but I simply send him a small smile while my hands that's over my chest tightens ever so slightly.

"Deh! But now you're sick, so you can't play with us!" Hueningkai exclaims as his sword makes contact with Taehyung's cheek. "But I'll kill all of the bad germs!"

"Hmm, hmm Kai ah~ is the best!" Yeonjun hollers with his arms in the air.

Jimin's soft laugh suddenly graces my ears, "Aish, they're so cute."

"They sure are." Jungkook agrees as Soobin's hand latches on his.

"Hyung!" Taehyun calls, moving closer to Taehyung and he shoves a paper towards his face. "I made this for you! Open it! Open it!" He cheers, and my curiosity is piqued so I peek over at the paper as Taehyung opens it up.

The paper opens up to reveal a quirky yet undoubtedly cute piece of drawing, of a very familiar setting- The Babysitter Club.

I smile as my eyes go on to scan the cute almost stick figure like creations.

In total, there's eight figures and above each one of them is a name. My heart softens, at the sight but a little giggle escapes my lips when I see 'Zzz's' drawn over Yoongi's head. I must say Taehyun captured him quite realistically and perfectly.

"Oh," Taehyung breathes, as he points at two of the stick figures. "Is this Soo Yeong ah~ and I?" I can sense the pout underneath his face mask.

My eyes fully scans the two stick figures. One's drawn with a grey skirt and the other; a pair of grey pants. It's clearly Taehyung and I but I bite my lower lip when I see that we're holding hands.

"Deh!" Taehyun confirms with a wide smile.

"Is Soo Yeong noona and Taehyung hyung holding hands?" Beomgyu softly asks, and bends down to look at the drawing as well.

"Ew!" Soobin and Hueningkai counter, and they block their eyes with their little hands but that only earns them a great deal of laughter from both Jimin and Jungkook, and a little laugh escapes Taehyung's lips as well.

But hearing the sound of his laughter and seeing him happy is what my heart yearns for nowadays. Moreover, I'm so glad that these kids, who Taehyung wanted to so badly get away from, could finally be the reason that he smiled, even if it is a moment of bliss.

"Do you like it?" Taehyun holds Taehyung's index finger and his eyes reflects happiness.

"Deh," He replies, as he pats Taehyun's head with his free hand. "Very much so."

As much as I hate to break this happy moment between Taehyung and the kids, I unfortunately had to because I need to take them back to the club before class can begin but thankfully, when I said it's time to go, they didn't protest.

They all said their sweet good-byes, get well soon wishes and gave Taehyung a hug before both Jimin and Jungkook could help me settle them back down on the ground safely.

Afterwards, I walked them back to the club safe and sound but all the while we were getting there, they exclaimed how happy they were to see Taehyung again but at the same time they were sad that he fell ill.

My heart ached when they said that because I know I was responsible for him falling ill.

Nonetheless, I let the thought slip and once I settle the baba's back in the club, I quickly make my way back to class but to my dismay Namjoon has already began the lesson so I awkwardly proceed to give him a bow of apology and then I scurry to take my seat.

• • •

A couple of times I glance over at Taehyung, because I can hear his constant sniffles. It's actually kind of cute but at the same time, disheartening of course.

Despite me having the chance of catching his cold, I still lean in closer to him and whisper.

"Yah, Tae ah~... Don't you want to go to the nurses office?"

He looks down at me with a raised eyebrow, "Back away Soo Yeong ah~, you want to get sick also?" He whines as he softly pokes at my forehead, and I look at him with a pout.

"So annoying..." I huff, looking down at my notebook but suddenly I get an idea.

I search my notebook for a loose page and thanks to the courtesy of me tearing pages from it yesterday for the baba's to draw on, I finally find one.

I pick up a pencil and go on to taint the page with words.

' Why'd you come to school
despite being sick? '

I slide the paper over to his desk and naturally he takes it. He reads the contents of it, and finally he writes something just below my question then he slides it over.

' To eduCaTe mySelF, you eGg. '

My eyebrows furrow at his sassy reply. Despite him being sick, he's still going to play like that.

I look over at him with a frown then poke his shoulder softly but his eyes tells it all- he's satisfied with my reaction.

' I just pictured you as SpongeBob.
You're a nut.
And of course we come to school to
educate ourselves.
But staying away one day is not
going to make all the difference.
I would have shared my notes with you,
I'm not that eVil. ㅜ 0ㅜ '

I slide over the paper once more, and as he reads it I can clearly tell that he's smiling under his mouth mask. He looks me over as he brushes some of his hair out of his eyes then he jots down a reply and sends it back.

' You can still share those notes if you want
to and by the way, if I stay away it only
means an opening for Minho
to take advantage of you. ;-; '

I purse my lips at the first bit but the second bit makes my heart thunder, and jolts of electricity zips through the nodes in my heart making it beat a thousand times faster than it suppose to be.

' I'll send you pictures of my notes so you
can stop taking notes and rest.
Also, you plan on retaliating on Minho by
giving him the cold. huehue~
That would be noice tho, at least maybe he'll
stay at home. ;) '

Once again, the paper is back on Taehyung's desk but as he reads it, a soft chuckle leaves his lips and he glances at me then he looks down again.

' Thanks,
and btw you're the finest pabo in South Korea
but then again, that isn't such a bad idea. xd '

After reading his reply I look over at him with a soft smile and his eyes are almost as if he's smiling back at me.

It makes my heart turn to mush but after that I watch him close his notebook and he sets his head over the desk.

His hair falls over his eyes and some of the tips of his hair touches the notebook that's beneath his face. He looks so peaceful despite not being well.

Compared to last week and now, Taehyung's changed a whole lot. Even if it doesn't seem that way to the world, it does to me.

I brush my hair behind my ear, and turn to face forward so I can take down the notes I promised to share with Taehyung.

Both him and I have changed because of this deal which we made with eachother, but I'm just glad it's a positive change.

A/n: I hope you guys liked this chapter, and please don't forget to vote and comment. Your thoughts on this book would mean the world. :')