HELLO EVERYONE BEFORE THE CHAPTER IMMA TAKE PART IN MY FIRST EVER TAG (I've been tagged before but I'm a terrible person I either forget or just don't have the energy.... ^^;

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^Thats the actual photo I took a screenshot of

Okay, Les go.
(I realise it's not 10 separate facts, it's the name of the list, I'm jus following Stacey y'all)
1. I just bleached a streak in my hair yesterday because I wanna do something to my hair but I love it too much to commit to a lot of dye (now I feel like Rogue from Xmen)
2. May or may not have hit my head but there's a bump that HURTS
3. I get tummy aches when I'm cold.
4. I've never had alcohol in my life.
5. Being Turkish, I've had Shisha before.
6. Rn I'm addicted to Mystic messenger, I recommend it if you're a lonely loser like me (YOOSUNG route rn like).
7. I started this fanfic because I wanted a world that I could imagine myself being with BTS in, because when I can't sleep I gotta imagine stories, and well imagining this one is so fun because there's so much going on...
8. My ear is itching rn brb
9. Back
10. I'm too scared to proof read my early chapters because I cringe so hard.

1. Nickname? Sens? Sensae? I mean at one point I was Senaroni, and then SNEA (typo of my name), then Sneaba.
Ermmmm I think that's all?
2. My eyes are like

Idk wtf that is
3. My hair is light brown and it naturally gets lighter in the summer so it's naturally got bits that are lighter
4. I wanna be a drag queen but I can't because vagina (wop wop Ru Paul)
5. Purple but it's doesn't suit me so sometimes I say Blue.
6. My bedroom I guess, and sorta the stairways for our science building because IDFK why but it smells like my childhood.
7. BTS DUH. Fave American would be Jennifer Garner or Jennifer Lawrence, I also freaking love Chris Evans and Hugh Jackman...
8. Cats? Otters? Cats.
9. Idk all time but atm anything DEAN
10. Picture Perfect by Jodi Picoult

Okay here's the chapter -

SENA'S POINT OF VIEW:

I woke up the next morning to find that my earphones were laying across the navy rug, and my phone on the other end of my bed.

I turned towards Minjun to see her wrapped up tightly in her duvet, "Minjun Eonni..." I called out softly.
"Mm?" She said, still not caring to open her eyes.
"It's time to wake up, we have a long journey today..."
She started groaning in frustration,
"One... More.... Night." She managed to say before comfily drifting back into sleep.

The plan was simple, wake up, pack up, eat, then leave.

My body was aching from the concert, which sounds bad, I know, because I wasn't one of the people actually performing. It was just the constant standing and rushing around.

I reached out for my phone and messaged Jimin-

Sena: Morning angel cake~

Only after pressing send had I cringed at my message.

I waited for a reply; nothing.
Was he still sleeping?
Shrugging it off, I resumed packing up. Since there wasn't much packing to do for myself, I went onto Minjun's stuff, I started packing away her clothes.

Minjun eventually woke up, confused and lost; I guess she was one of those people who wakes up forgetting where they had fallen asleep the night before.

After eating our breaky from room service, getting ready and emptying out the room, we headed to the lobby to meet the others.

Everyone, literally everyone, looked absolutely shattered. No one was wearing make up and no one was showing their faces- except Hoseok.
He looked great, wide-eyed and happy.
His morning enthusiasm was a bit too much to process this time, he reminded me of a friend of mine.

As my eyes wandered from member to member; Hoseok's bright smile, the expensive looking navy sunglasses resting on Jin's perfect nose, Jungkook's ruffled hair and his fringe covering his forehead, the white mask hugging Tae's face, the black cardigan drooping down past Namjoon's hips, the black cap that hid most of Yoongi's face, and the patches of smooth skin peeping through Jimin's ripped jeans; without knowing my eyes slowly made their way up to his face, I examined the puffiness and the dewiness of his face, the lack of makeup on his face, the uncomfortable expression on his face.

We locked eyes and he gave me a small nod before diverting his attention back to Yoongi.

We one by one loaded all of our valises into the back of a van.
We had to drive to St Pancras to get on the Eurostar to Paris.

The seating arrangements were as expected, Bangtan with Bangtan, staff with staff. But Minjun and I sat all the way at the back, while the rest of the staff sat way at the front, past where the members were sitting.

I love trains. I mean they terrify the shit out of me like fuck you WDYM 'Mind the gap' THAT GAP IS HUGE ITS TERRIFYING OMG.
The journey was supposed to take about 2 hours and 15 minutes, meaning that we would arrive in Paris at roughly 2pm.

In school I'd taken some French, but the teaching was terrible I mean I can say "Don't touch me" and "Gluestick" so like... Yeah. 

OH AND SHOWER.

I never paid attention either so there's that too.

I guess the only thing that I could help with is reading the ingredients on the back of food packaging 😂✌️

Midway through the journey, Jimin waddled towards the back; trying to maintain his balance by holding onto the headrests of the seats he waddled past.

He flopped onto the seat across Minjun and I. "They're such idiots omg." He said frustrated.

Confused, Minjun and I exchanged looks. She shrugged at me, mouthed 'Bye' and swiftly made her escape to the rest of the Coordi Noonas.

I exhaled sharply, "Heya Jimin! What's bothering you?" I asked in a high pitched voice.
He laughed a little, "The members... They're... They're playing Snog Marry Avoid with the ARMY selcas again..."

"WHAT!?" I burst out laughing, "OMG ARE YOU SERIOUS? HAHAHAHHAHA" I smacked the table as I cackled.

"Woah woah are you okay?" He asked as he burst out laughing at how ridiculous I must've looked.
"YEA. Yeaah." I wheezed out as I made a 'wiping a tear away from my eye' motion.

"No but seriously it's hella awkward for me and I refuse to play." He said as he grinned at me.

"Is that so?" He nodded in agreement,"So you're telling me that you've never joined in?" I said while trying to stop myself from laughing.

He quietly sat there in defeat with his mouth agape.

I continued, "Isn't it kind of weird? I mean a lot of your fans are... Young?"
"Oh we 'Avoid' anyone that looks below the age of 18... ^^'" he nervously said.
"OH NOW ITS A 'WE'? Haha." I teased.
"Shut up." He mumbled as the corners of his mouth twitched a little, he was trying to not laugh.

"Plus I have no reason to play, it's so pointless." He mumbled.
"Why's that?"
"Well, I have you... So.." He ended the sentence with 'pop'.
He smiled at me and winked.
"Well, thank you." I managed to say amidst my embarrassment.

"Anyway...." He said, dragging on the 'way'.

Sounding extremely-

Hot.

"About last night-" he paused.
"Yeah what about it? Your singing was AMAZING. And I love Dean. Ugh you should really release a cover for it!" I encourage as I slightly nudged him.
"Really?" He asked, a gleam of joy in his eye.
"Yeah! It was lovely Jimin.. Thank you!" I smiled cheesily.
"Thanks hehe" He chuckled.
He stopped smiling and leaned in a little closer, "Is that all?" He asked, a bit nervous.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh. Nothing!" He pulled away and placed his hand on the back of his neck, "Nothing.."

I rolled my eyes at him,
"So are you-" I started.
"I want to cash in on something." He quickly interrupted.
"What?"
"Remember the Theme park?" He tilted his head to the side and deviously smiled.
"Yes... What about it?" I asked, baffled.
"Well, my hand holding wish. I can hold your hand WHENEVER. Muahaha." He revealed with an oddly adorable smug look on his face.

"WOW." I scoffed.

"So, Sena, hold MA hand yo." He reached out and held my hand between both of his.

"You're cold." He stated.
"TY Captain obvious, this is the UK obviously I'm cold." I laughed.
"Your hands are soft." I whispered.
"REALLY? YOU THINK MY HANDS ARE SOFT? OWAH." He yelled obnoxiously.
"Shhhhh keep it down dammit."
"What? You embarrassed by me?" He smirked.
"No.... A little... I'm KIDdiNg."
He squeezed my hand tighter.
"I'm not letting go." He said in a serious tone.
"I mean I would say what about going to the toilet but we've already done that together too so... Sure, don't let go." I replied.

"I WAS REFERRING TO LETTING GO OF YOU IN GENERAL OMG. But yeah we can pee together again if you miss it so much." He smirked.

That's not even an innuendo
It's gross.
Why.
Did.
He
Fracking smirk.

"You're too much." I smiled as I tapped my thumb on his hand.
"I know. So are you." He bopped the tip of my nose, making me flinch.
"Kiyoot." He added.

ERM IM
NOT CUTE IM NOT
I AINT
SH

"I think I'm getting used to holding your hand." I said as I looked down, making sure that my hand was still between his.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Well, the first time we held hands, I felt like I was going crazy, I felt scared and worried you wouldn't like my hands. I don't feel like that as much... I mean I can just enjoy holding your hand now." I confessed as I tried to avoid eye contact.

"Wow. AMAZING." He laughed then took a deep breath, "I haven't the privilege to be that comfortable yet, I'm always so-" he bit on his lower lip, "So nervous."
"What? You? Park JIMIN? Chim chim? Nervous?" I questioned in disbelief.
"I mean yeah..."
"What about when you smirk, or when you can't stop yourself from flirting?"
"I mean I just- I enjoy being like that, that doesn't mean I'm not nervous ^^'"
He explained.

"Aww you're cute!" I pinched at his cheeks. "Hehe so cute." I added.
He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands off of his face, "Cute? No, I'm sexy and handsome and charming. Ok? I'm a man." He said with a straight face.
"JIMIN I KNOW YOUR SECRET NOW IT WONT WORK-" I burst out laughing.
He suddenly reached out towards my faced and brushed back my fringe, involuntarily, I held my breath, he cupped his hand around my cheek.
"No. I've still got this." He smirked and winked.

Then he burst out laughing and flashed his adorable smile again.

Gosh that boy.

"Wow okay I surrender. I'm yours."

"Yeah, you are." He grinned in triumph.

Upon arriving in Paris, having had our whole day planned out, we hurried to our hotel and unpacked.
We got the boys all dressed and made up, no not for a concert, they had a photo shoot.

All I could do is standby and watch, there wasn't much that I could do.
Halfway through make-up and hair I noticed that Jimin didn't look too good, his cheeks were redder than they should be, and bits of his hair on the nape of his neck had stranded together from sweat.

I didn't want to interrupt, I messaged him.

Sena: Are you okay? You don't look too good... :(

Jimin: No. You gave me a cooties when we kissed.

Sena: ???? We Didn't kiss though...

Jimin: I'm kidding. ^^ And I'm okay, don't worry about me.

Sena: :/ Fine, let me know if you feel sick, you might have to sit out for some of the photo shoot.

Jimin: WHAT? And have the world miss out on 'this'? Lololol no ty.

Sena: wow.

Jimin: :* xx

I found my self laughing at the text message.

To my dismay, Jimin lied. Halfway through the Photoshoot, on the cold streets of Paris, he got dizzy- woozy.
He didn't seem him self.
He insisted to participate so they did his solo shoot earlier than planned, and they decided to send him back to the hotel room.

I stared off into the beautiful scenery, the moon was up, the sky was almost pitch black, the street lights made it look like the city was glowing.
As I closed my eyes, tried to take it all in, I heard the Manager's distress cry.

After opening my eyes and turning my attention towards him, I listened in while trying to seem occupied with the scenery.

"Gah what am I going to do? We can't leave him out here in the cold. His fever will go up!" The manager walked back and forth and he clenched his jaw.
"We need the photographers, and makeup and hair here for the shoot." He complained as he scratched his head.
"No. I'm fine, really." Jimin insisted in a weak and hoarse voice.
"No. You're not. I'll take you back to the hotel." He said as he put his arm around Jimin's shoulders and started walking with a concerned look on his face.

I saw Yoongi jog up towards the two,
"Yah, Managernim, don't worry about it, there's an easy solution. Call a cab, let Sena take him. She's practically useless for the remainder of the shoot."
He said, immediately causing the Manager's face to light up with comfort.

".... You're right... You!" He said as he pointed at me.
"Come, take him back to the hotel, take out a fresh set of clothes for him, make him some herbal tea and get him some painkillers!" He walked towards me and then pulled me along by my wrist, towards Jimin.

Jimin immediately upped his 'illness' and began leaning on me, "Sena, please look after me.. Ah I don't think I can even walk." He groaned, then proceeded to drop all of his 56kg on me.

I tried to maintain a straight face, a professional face- since the manager was still with us, seeing us off into the taxi.

When we arrived, I took Jimin into his room and started rummaging through his stuff for his pyjamas.
"Jimin... Why didn't you reply to my text message?" I forced myself to ask.
"Message? What mess- OH that- I was so nervous I..." He rambled on.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothingggg I didn't see the message until later and I was nervous it was too late to reply" he said in a cute tone.
"Oh okay." I walked towards him, holding his clothes.
"Here- put these on. I'm going to go get you some medicine and a wet cloth for your forehead." I said then left the room.

I came back to see him, laying in the bed with the covers pulled up.
"Sena.. I don't feel too good." He mumbled.
I examined his face, his cheeks were dark pink, his forehead was decorated with beads of sweat.
I hated seeing him sick.
"Here, have this." I helped him sit up then handed him the medication and a glass of water.

"Thank you." He said as he took the medication and gulped down the water.
He began laughing to himself.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's nothing... It's just it's like we are playing Doctors and Patients. It's cute seeing you so worried. Maybe I should get sick more often." He smirked.
"I like you taking care of me. And it's nice since I got to look after you too before, now you get to look after me." Jimin added.
"Don't be ridiculous. I hate even thinking about you being in pain." I leaned in and pressed the back of my hand to his forehead. Instantly I felt a burning sensation against my flesh, he was burning up.
"Will I live?" He joked.
"Don't joke, your fever is really high." I said in a panic as I grabbed the wet cloth and put it against his forehead.

Amidst my panic, the manager called to ask how Jimin was holding up, "His fever has gotten a bit worse, we're still waiting for the medication to take effect..." I told him.
"Dammit... Stay by his side, make sure to keep checking his fever, keep trying to bring it down... Dammit he might have to sit out tomorrow's concert. I can't make him perform in this state. Just make sure to take care of him, it looks like we'll be out here shooting a but longer."
"Okay, will do. I'll take care of him, don't worry, See you later." And he ended the call.

I walked back over to Jimin to find him smiling- he looked way too joyous for the given circumstances.

"Jimin, are you okay?" I leaned in and checked his forehead again.
"Yeah, I'm great." He hazily responded.
"No, you're enzymes are on the brink of committing suicide..." I mumbled as I plopped the cold cloth back on his forehead.
"It's cold."
"Well duh... How else do you expect me to bring your fever down." I rolled my eyes.
"Sena?" He softly called out.
"Uhuh?" I responded as I sorted out the duvet and repositioned his pillow.

As I was stretching over to fix the other end of the bed, Jimin wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me down.
I couldn't even question him, I froze, my heart was pounding from the shock.
He leaned his head in closer, towards my ear, "Looks like you're going to have to look after me, all night." He said quietly.

A/N-
UHM IDK WHAT THISNXHAOTER IS BUTNHERE IT IS

IM GOING TO SLEEP NOW ONLY TO WAKE UP AT 3 FOR A MYSTIC MESSEBGER CHAT ROOM LIKE ITS RUINED ME HAHA

I haven't even read over this at all yet I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense at some parts but TBH no parts make sense what are words what are letters

If you're reading this then congrats you've made it this far into this shitty ass fanfic I'm proud of ur perseverance!

Ily all very much, thank you much!
AH IM ALMOST AT 90K YALL HAHABAHSHBNJD YAS

Okay imma sleep now, 💜💜💜💜💜💕💕💕💕💕

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