Second-year was coming to a close. Taehyung and Meira spent most of the ungodly hours working on their year-end projects, not seeing each other at all save for a rushed breakfast and passing out on the same bed. All seven of them milled about rarely meeting up amidst the flurry of work.

"You've got to be kidding me May," Trace said as he walked into the dining room to find Meira poring over her various sheets, her glasses on her nose as she added details to all of them.

Meira didn't look up, her head bopping occasionally to the unheard beat in her headphones. Trace walked up to her and pulled them off, Meira glaring at him in response.

"You know how much I hate it when you do that," she said as she reached out to take them from him, only to have him hold it up higher.

"Where's Taehyung?"

"I talked him into sleeping. Didn't take much convincing since he has been sitting up all day after all, " Meira said as she turned back to her sheets

"You've been sitting up all day, and all night for the past few days."

"Hey, I do sleep-"

"Catnaps don't count May. GO."

"Ah don't talk out loud it hurts my ears-"

"All the more of a reason for me to drag your sorry ass to bed," Trace said as he pulled back her chair

"Trace no I gotta finish this I've planned everything out-"

"Meira I'm not having any of this. You're getting a full night's sleep tonight whether you like it or not"

May sighed as she relented, taking the glasses off, slowly packing up her pencils.

"Meira... leave it, your hands are shaking for god's sake-" Trace said as he took the things from her hands, pushing her towards the bedroom.

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May woke up with a pounding headache.

She had passed out the instant she hit the soft bed next to Taehyung, burying under the warm covers.

She looked over to the side to find Taehyung passed out, his mouth slack, tiny breaths blowing off stray hair on his face.

She grabbed her head as she carefully got out, shivering as she got out of the covers, her footsteps padding in the dark household at 5:30 in the morning.

She sat down at the dining table with a glass of water, the tablet in her hands, looking over the sheets again while taking reluctant sips.

Man did water on an empty stomach in the morning taste awful.

She felt a chill crawl up her spine, which prompted her to walk back into the room as quietly as she could.

....

Taehyung woke up to May facing him as she slept. He smiled when he saw her face, serene.

He reached out to touch her cheek when he registered the heat radiating off her face. He placed his cold fingers on her forehead, only to flinch.

She was burning up.

He looked at his phone

8:00 am

He nudged her

"Heyy May..."

"Hmmmph-" she said as she moved away from his cold hands, opening her eyes

"Meira you're burning up bub... Let's get some food in you huh? you need to eat a tablet-'

"Whaddaya mean burning up? I'm fine-" she said, barely audible, as she tried to prop herself up on her elbows, only to fall back on the bed, "Huh-"

Taehyung got up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he made his way to the dining room, only to find Trace there with his morning cup of coffee

"Meira's got a fever," Taehyung said as he started making breakfast, stifling a yawn with his hand

Trace set down his coffee cup and went to the room to take her temperature.

"And this is why I tell you to not be a little brat and rest a bit-" He said as he furrowed his eyebrows in worry, "Always obsessive, the days you passed out from training too much- God May why don't you take care of yourself?"

"Hey if I wanted a lecture, I'd figure out other ways-" May said as she adjusted the wet towel on her forehead

Trace shook his head disapprovingly as Taehyung entered the room with a tray of breakfast.

"Don't you have to go?" Trace said as he took a glance of his watch, "I'll give her the medicine and food go get changed"

Taehyung looked at Meira, her face half-buried under the blanket, flushed red, as she gave him a tiny smile.

"I'd have stayed if it wasn't for that damn recital-"

"You have a recital today?" Miera's muffled voice laced with worry asked from under the covers.

"Yes bub... don't worry about me, I'll do fine and come back as soon as possible," he said as he booped her nose with his finger.

"Okie~," she said as her eyes crinkled with a smile, "All the best honey bear!"

Trace chuckled as Taehyung gave Meira a wide grin before walking out the room to get changed

"I really like that boy. He the best boy" Meira told trace with a child-like smile

"May hun, I think you're way past *liking him*," Trace said with a smile as he made her sit up, "Now you eat-"

....

"She's sick?" Namjoon asked as they waited in the wings for one of their final recitals of the year

"Yeah... I didn't want to leave her alone-"

"Maybe we could drop by? Jimin, Hobi and Lauryn are meeting up for lunch with us as-is and Jungkook will be wondering about her too, we could get her some soup-"

"Ahhhhhh-" Taehyung nervously chuckled, "I'll need to ask-"

"No don't. We could surprise her!" Namjoon said as his entire face lit up, "It's been ages since all of us have got together in any way shape or form-" He stopped when he noticed Taehyung lost in his thoughts.

"That is... if you're okay with it?" he added hesitantly, snapping Taehyung out of his thoughts.

"Oh yeah sure it's fine I guess!" He said with a reassuring grin as he pulled his phone out of his pocket, "I'm getting a call. give me a minute okay?"

He walked backstage as he dialled a number

"Hey, Trace? I need to ask you something-"

....

"Okay, so you guys have been warned multiple times now... Please don't be too surprised..." Taehyung said as he walked backwards, looking at the rest of them with a sheepish smile.

"Taehyung it's just your apartment. I've lived with you for a year. Stop being such a wuss" Jimin said as he waved the plastic bags in his hands

Taehyung smiled nervously as he stopped in front of the apartment, punching numbers in the keypad on the front door.

"No way-" Hoseok said as he looked at the imposing building. "How-"

Taehyung held the door open for them, before piling into the elevator, pressing the button for the highest floor.

"The penthouse? Kim Taehyung who the heck are you?" Jimin asked as the rest of them looked at Taehyung questioningly.

"I told y'all to not freak out!"

"Bro we fight over a pack of chips, you best believe we want answers about this" Jimin said as he crossed his arms.

"Stop hounding him. He'll tell us in good time,' Lauryn said as she slapped Jimin's arm

They walked out and Taehyung stood in front of the door, taking a deep breath.

"Okay so..."

All five of them leaned in for Taehyung's answer

"You could say I'm sort of an heir-"

"TO A THRONE?!" Jungkook asked with wide eyes, making Taehyung laugh and ruffle his hair, "No bub."

"To a company-"

"Wait a minute- Kim Taehyung. Kim. Don't tell me-" Namjoon said as he looked at Taehyung in surprise, "I'm surprised we didn't notice it sooner-," he said as he shook his head with a smile

"What- What am I missing here?" Hoseok asked cluelessly

Namjoon told everyone as Taehyung stood aside, nervously fidgeting with his fingers as all of them turned to him, their mouths open.

"Yay?" he asked in a small voice

"You little shit!" Jimin said as he slapped his back, "Don't expect any special treatment from us, but we expect things from you now-"

"Like what-"

"Food Taehyung. The most important of all things. Food." Jimin said as he reached up and ruffled Taehyung's hair, much to Taheyung's relief.

"Okay then... shall we go in?" he said as he placed his finger on the fingerprint sensor.

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A/N:

Kim Taehyung is a literal prince. I wouldn't be surprised if he revealed he was an heir to a throne-