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crystalsnow95z · 14 days

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your allergy fics are so good! would you be able to write one with jungkook? any caretaker, with jungkook coming into contact with something he's terribly allergic to but he wants to enjoy (like a bouquet of flowers or a cute kitten idk) and it sets him off sneezing a ton, with a super itchy nose. thank you!

I have plenty of mostly finished projects, but I can't bring myself to post them, so I keep working on new ones, and after months, I finally made one I like!

"Jaykay...Jungkook-ah.. wake up.. we're landing.." Hoseok shakes the mankae when his gentle approach doesn't work. "Jaykay your face is so puffy.." Hoseok smiles fondly, grabbing Jungkook's face and smooshing his face in between his fingers.

Jungkook moans in complaint, his eyes fluttering open to look at Hoseok. "Hyung..what time is it?" he grabs Hoseok's wrist to get him to stop attacking his cheeks, rubbing at his eyes. "It's morning still?"

"It is..Good morning Junggukkie." Hoseok smiles, feeling pride in successfully getting him to start moving. "It's because of the time difference. Remember?"

Jungkook studies his surroundings perplexed before his eyes widen with recognition when the sleep that fogged his memory dissipates, replaced with excitement. "Oh! I know! We're filming a music video!I'm so excited! We're going to be filming by a real waterfall and going to a garden with hundreds of different flowers and we're going to work with birds!" The memory of the meeting floods over him.

"We're going to get amazing photos. I wonder if we'll get to see a real toucan." Taehyung adds in his own excitement, leaning forward to talk to Jungkook.

"Toucan? Do you really think we can see a real one? I've seen videos of them and they don't look real." Hoseok adds in.

"Everyone, please return to your seats and buckle up." The boys hear the announcement, gathering up their things.

"Namjoon-ah do you have everything?" Yoongi asks, placing his tablet into his bag.

"Of course. You gifted me a holder for my passport after that incident in japan.." Namjoon pulls out the passport that was tucked into his shirt.

"That's because we almost couldn't perform.. you're lucky that man found it in the bathroom for you.. What about your headphones?"

Namjoon opens his airpod case, ears reddening when he sees there's only one inside, feeling around his seat until he finds it. "You knew i lost one didn't you hyung.."

"It fell out when you were sleeping." Yoongi smiles, then gasps in surprise when the turbulence hits, clutching onto the armrest, his stomach churning uncomfortably.

"You okay Yoongi?" Jin asks, taking out his headphones when he feels Yoongi's hand brush against his arm.

"I'm okay, my stomach just fluttered.." Yoongi swallows the saliva that filled his mouth, taking a deep breath. "It'll pass.."

"We're almost on the ground, and we'll have a few hours to rest." Jin reassures the daegu rapper, taking his hand.

"Thanks hyungie.." Yoongi speaks softly, squeezing Jin's hand.

"You don't have to thank me. Just take it easy until the shoot okay?" Jin gently runs his thumb across Yoongi's knuckles.

"We landed!" Jungkook says excitedly, unbuckling himself, but Hoseok puts his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Let's wait a bit to get off Kook-ah." Hoseok orders gently side eyeing Yoongi, who still hadn't regained the color in his cheeks.

"Yes hyung..." Jungkook settles back in, eyes sparkling. It doesn't matter if I have to wait. I'll be able to film with the birds and see the waterfall and take pretty photos for army.

"Is everyone finished changing?" Namjoon asks, looking over his team, frowning when he notices Jungkook's darker outfit in comparison to everyone else's vibrant colors."Jungkook, that's the wrong outfit..that's for the garden shoot.."

"Aish..I'm sorry Hyung.." Jungkook quickly starts stripping to switch outfits. "Everything looks so pretty from the carride and the hotel view..I got excited.." he casts his eyes down guiltily. I'm not some teenager anymore.. I need to concentrate and not make such rookie mistakes.. I should've noticed I didn't match..

"It's okay, just pay attention from now on, alright? We need to focus on filming. We only have so much daylight with outside shoots." Namjoon rubs Jungkook's back, helping him get changed to make it quicker.

"I'll pay attention from now on.." Jungkook promises shyly looking away from Namjoon. After switching to match the others in the mankae line, the seven boys leave the dressing room, Jungkook fighting the urge to run towards the sound of the waterfall.

Hoseok and Jimin links arms with Jungkook, keeping him at pace with the others. "Calm down Jaykay you don't want to risk getting hurt on this uneven ground before we even get there." Hoseok scolds him gently, leading him around a tree root.

"I'll be careful, sorry hyung.." Jungkook watches his feet carefully stepping over branches and stones that made it on the path. Taehyung and Namjoon walk ahead of them, taking photos of the scenery in front of them. "Why can't I run free with Rapmonie hyung and Taehyungie-hyungie?"

"What? You don't want to walk with me?" Jimin pouts, letting go of Jungkook. "Fine, go play with them."

"I didn't mean it like that Jimin-shii.. I just wanted to go ahead too.." Jungkook relinks his arm with Jimin pulling him and Hoseok to walk ahead with the others.

"Look Hyung! That tree.. it's filled with birds." Jungkook points our, his voice scaring the birds into fleeing in several directions.

"Kook-ah you scared them away." Namjoon frowns, watching them go with disappointment.

"I'm sor..ah..ah.." Jungkook puts his hand over his nose with an itch forms, breath hitching. "Ah..heygifh!"

"[Bless you]" Jimin speaks in English. "You okay? Not catching a cold are you? You did sleep the whole plane ride.."

"No, no I'm okay..my nose just had a bad itch.."Jungkook sniffles, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "A feather must've tickled my nose or something..I haven't felt sick today."

"I can see the waterfall!" Jin announces, everyone looking forward, trying to spot it through the trees.

"Oh wow, it's bigger than I thought it would be.." Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees it, the boys rushing to get closer.

Jungkook bends down to take a photo of a cluster of flowers,trying to ignore the itch that annoyed the tip of his nose.

"Don't get too close to the water, Jungkook-ah. You need to stay dry for the shoot."

"I won't hyung..I'm just looking at the flowers.." Jungkook's breath hitches when another sneeze builds up, but he gently rubs it away. I can't be getting sick now.. we're spending four days in a tropical paradise.

"Did you get water in your nose Gukkie?" Taehyung asks when he approaches Jungkook, the younger jumping when he sees Taehyung next to him.

"Aish, Hyung you scared me.. I didn't hear you coming over the water. I don't know what's wrong with me, but .ah..agh..heh'ticgish!" Jungkook quickly covers his face, Taehyung grabbing the back of his shirt to keep him balanced. "Ugh. Thanks Taehyungie-hyung. I was fine earlier..I don't know why I'm sneezing all of a sudden.."

"Maybe it's all the flowers.. maybe you should take some medicine just in case.." Taehyung suggests, pulling Jungkook away from them.

"But I want to get some good shots for Army to see." Jungkook whines, but makes no attempt to pull away.

"We have to work now. We can take photos together later, and I can take photos for you if you can't get close." Taehyung promises leading him back to the others. "Is there any way we can get allergy medicine for Jungkook? His nose is getting red and stuffy.."

"I'm sorry, but we would have to go back to the resort for that.. I'll send someone to go get some. Do you think you can film until then Jungkook-sii?" The manager asks.

"Yes, I'll be okay. It's not that bad. It's just an annoyance.. I can still film.." Jungkook replies politely.

A female staff member digs in her purse, handing him a small packet of tissues. "Here Jungkook. Blowing your nose might help."

"Thanks Noona.." he bows, turning away from the others to try to clear his nose of the clear goo. "That's much better.."

As soon as the seven members get their makeup redone and the director gives them their directions, the boys get right to work going through the scenes and choreography.

"Jimin-ah..you weren't looking in the same direction as the others and you led on the wrong foot.." Hoseok scolds him when they were reviewing the clips, noticing Jimin was looking at Jungkook who couldn't stop sniffling, fighting off the urge to sneeze.

"I'm sorry.. can we do it one more time? I'll get it right this time." Jimin bows in apology to his members, looking at Jungkook when he does it. Jungkookie looks uncomfortable..I need to get it right the first time so he can get some time to rest.

Jungkook tries to hold back another sneeze when he sees Jimin's worried gaze staring back at him, but Jimin could see his nose twitching as the itch builds up.

"Noona will be back soon.." Jimin gently uses his thumb to wipe the tear that formed in Jungkook's tear duct. "You don't have to be tough for us, okay?"

"I'm not crying..my eyes are just watering because of my allergies.." Jungkook sniffles. "I'm okay..it's just irrita..ah..itdgitch! Heh'itchu!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok frowns, hugging Jungkook from behind. "My poor baby.."

"Jungkook-sii I got..you the medicine." The staff member who ran to the resort calls to him, out of breath from running back.

Taehyung rushes over to get the medicine from her, popping the blister pack to get the round pink pill for Jungkook, bringing it back to him. "Here Jungkookie, I got it."

"Thanks Hyung." Jungkook swallows the pill Taehyung gives him, Jimin getting him water to help it go down quicker. "Let's do the shoot again."

"You don't want time for it to kick in?” Jin asks, fretting over the youngest.

Jungkook shakes his head."No, I already got us behind schedule with all the touch ups.. I can do it.."

Jungkook and Taehyung rush ahead of the other members despite the older members calling to them,unable to hear them over the sound of the birds.

"Oh wow.. it's so pretty!" Jungkook's pupils take over his irises, his eyes becoming to round black discs, taking in the special guests for their music video. "Oh wow..This one's purple..I never seen a purple bird before!'

"This is [purple honeycreeper.] This one rescue. I thought he would be perfect for you ." The bird handler smiles when he sees the boys look surprised at his Korean skills.

"[Purple honeycreeper..]" Jungkook repeats the name in English. "[What's bird name?]"

"[Ah, right introductions...] I'm Gary and this bird here is Viola."

"Can I touch?" Jungkook asks, ignoring his body's warning. The medicine helped him yesterday, but at the moment he felt just as bad as he did the first day they were filming.

"Hold out finger." Gary tells him, showing Taehyung what to do by getting Viola to go on his finger. "[Step up Viola.]" He gives the command, letting her climb onto his finger.

The other members catch up, taking in the sights of the colorful birds surrounding them.

Jungkook holds his to Viola, gasping when he feels the bird use its beak to balance herself while she climbs onto his finger. "Look Hyung..i'm holding a bird!" Jungkook sniffles, turning to the man. "Can i pet?"

"As long as you only touch her head and neck." Gary gently ordered.

"You can't touch a bird anywhere else or it will think you want to mate." Yoongi tells Jungkook.

Jungkook turns to the handler, who blushes."Ah, that's true. It.. excites them if you touch its wings or chest too much.."

Jungkook nods, gently touching Viola's head, gently ruffling the feathers. Oh no.. not now..

Jungkook quickly places his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, hoping the bird would have a safe escape from the sneezes he could feel coming despite his efforts to hold them back. "Heh'heh..heygifh! Heh'itchu! Higtcvhsgh!"

Viola screeches, flapping her wings in fear jumping off of Jungkook's hand and jumping onto Taehyung's head, trying to get farther from the sound that startled her.

The other birds go into panic at the sound of viola, Hoseok clinging to Namjoon when they take flight.

Jungkook covers his face,trying to muffle the sound, but when the birds take flight the feeling only worsens. "Hehtichih!"

"[Woah, Woah. It's okay Viola.. it's okay..]" Taehyung tries to speak English for the frightened bird, Gary trying to calm his other pets down.

"Somethings wrong you need to get away.." Jin starts leading Jungkook away from the chaos, his heart racing in fear.

I can't breathe..I need to calm down..

Jungkook staggered away from the others, Jin keeping a tight grip on the mankae"Woah Jungkook I got you.."

"Heh..hehitxgh! Heh'itchu! Hey'itchi!" Jungkook let out another flurry of sneezes, holding Jin tightly. It wasn't the flowers..

"Here Jungkookie, look at me.." Jin gently leads his chin up, taking a nasal spray from the bag he was given as an accessory. "I got this just in case.."

"Thanks hyung.." Jungkook sniffles, taking it from Jin. "Heh'itchii! Hey'itchi!" He sneezes as soon as he puts it near his nose only amplifying the itch that plagued his sinuses.

"Here let hyung do it." Jin gently grabs Jungkook's chin, tilting his head upwards. "Try to sit still for me. I'll make it quick..okay?"

Jungkook nods, holding his breath to try to avoid sneezing on Jin as he swiftly sprays the medicine into one nostril than the other.

"Hei' etfhitch! Heh'itchu!" Jungkook's eyes water as he sneezes. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

"It's okay baby.. I know you aren't feeling well." Jin rubs the back of Jungkook's neck. "I think your allergic to birds Jungkookie.."

"I was around birds before..I was fine.." Jungkook sniffles, rubbing at his nose to try to ease the itch that threatened to cause more sneezes to erupt from him.

"You can develop new allergies Kook-ah.. I know how excited you were to play with them, but outside of filming I think you should avoid them." Jin tells him solemnly.

Yoongi goes up to them with a small packet of tissues,giving it to Jungkook. "They got the birds under control, but they want to give them time to fully calm down."

"That's good. I was worried I ruined the...heh..heh.." Jungkook felt the sneeze building, but it was only a false start. "Ruined the music shoot.." he finishes, his voice coming out as a nasally whisper, trying to clear his nose to see if that would ease the discomfort that was making him miserable.

"It's not your fault, Jungkookie. We could always make changes. What's important is that you don't suffer for the shoot. Even if you push through it, army will be able to see how much you're suffering." Yoongi puts his arm around Jungkook, pulling him close.

"I'll go get the others so we can see what our next move is. We'll figure this out together, okay Kookie?" Jin leaves to the filming site.

"Hyung I really wanted to play with the birds.." Jungkook sighs, knowing that all the members would agree with Jin.

"I know. Life sucks.. now you and Jiminie can suffer together." Yoongi teases him lightly, getting a small smile out of Jungkook.

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crystalsnow95z · 2 months

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Yoongi throwing up when he's working with Jimin on a song together because of a 24 hour bug, having to give him a shower because he got barf in his hair and Jimin having to put him to bed because he was too weak to walk

This is a prompt my roommate gave me when I first started writing because I lacked confidence to use Yoongi as more than a background character and her bias Jimin. I was going through old drafts and found this. I wanted a story with Yoongi for his birthday and this is the best out of my 4 options.

"We did it! We got through the new choreography without any mistakes!" Jungkook cheers, hugging onto the closest member in excitement, Yoongi pushing him away.

"Jungkook, please don't hug me.. It's too hot for that..." Yoongi complains, relaxing when Jungkook moves to hug j-hope instead.

"Let's take a five minute... break to cool off. Great work, everyone." J-hope praises his members, hugging Jungkook briefly before also sending him away, still trying to catch his own breath.

Yoongi goes to the mirror where he left his water, taking a drink before passing it to Hobi.

"Thanks hyung.." j-hope takes a drink, eyes widening when he realized he finished it. "Sorry, I didn't realize how thirsty I was."

"I'll get us some more water." Jungkook offers when he finishes his own bottle. "It looks like everyone's empty.." he notes watching Jimin share his water with Jin and Taehyung with Namjoon.

"That'd be great." Yoongi says with gratitude. This new choreography has me feeling woozy.. i didn't think I drank that much last night..my tolerance must've went down from when I wasn't drinking. .

"You okay hyung?" Jimin asks, offering Yoongi the last bit of his water,but Yoongi pushes it back towards him.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just tired..i think i drank too much with Dong-hyuk.." Yoongi didn't want to worry Jimin over a little stomach ache. I'll just take something for it if it gets worse.

"Too tired to work on music with me after practice today?" Jimin's asks, wanting to give him the option to back out. He's been working on his own music on top of the team, I shouldn't have asked him yesterday..

"I can still work on music with you Jimin-ah. If you wanted to practice the choreography with me, that's where I'd tell you no." Yoongi tells him, smiling despite the small ripples of pain that moved throughout his lower abdomen.

"Are you sure? It's okay if you're too tired, though. I could ask someone else."Jimin asks again, trying to get a good look at Yoongi, but the ballcap he was wearing cast shadows over his face, making it unreadable.

Jungkook goes over by them, giving both of them a water bottle. "Here hyung. Try to stay hydrated.. you look a little pale Jiminie hyung."

"Thanks Jaykay, I gave all my water to Namjoonie-hyung." Jimin takes a drink. "I'm fine though. I'm more worried about Yoongi hyung."

Yoongi takes small sips, not wanting to risk worsening the ache in his abdomen. "I'm fine. You guys worry too much. I should be worrying about you two with all your extra lessons."

"It's only English, singing and boxing." Jungkook says as if that wasn't a lot on top of their practices, interviews and meetings.

"Let's work on your album at your place Jimin-ah. My studio is a mess right now." Yoongi blushes lightly, recalling his moment of frustration causing a mess of papers he'll have to go through later.

"Tired of looking at your studio?" Jimin muses, smiling when he sees color returning to Yoongi's cheeks after drinking water."I'll make us dinner when we get to my place. I went shopping yesterday."

"Sounds good. It's been quite a while since I had a homemade meal." Yoongi couldn't bring himself to say he wasn't feeling all that hungry when Jimin was so excited about it.

"Alright break time is over. We have one more song I want to get all the way through then we can go home. We have an early morning tommorrow so I don't want us staying too late."

"Hyung dinner is ready. Do you want a bottle of soju with me?" Jimin asks while setting the table. "I made a little bit of everything.."

"No, I'd rather have some tea. We have to get up early and I struggled getting up this morning. You can drink if you want to though." Yoongi waves away the bottle, his medicine he took while Jimin was showering after practice only just now kicking in.

"I'll make us both tea. I didn't think ahead about getting up in the morning.. hobi-hyung will scold me for sure if I'm late a third time this week." Jimin fills a tea kettle with water then takes a seat at the table, taking a bit of rice and stir fry for himself. "Did you really like the third song? I think the lyrics need some work.."

"The lyrics aren't the problem, it's the chorus..it's too rushed.." Yoongi picks up where they left off, getting himself some rice to start with.

"The chorus did feel fast.. should I add a line or..maybe just slow down the music..?" Jimin takes a bite of steak, pulling his notebook closer.

"What if you try this.." Yoongi sings the chorus, changing the notes.

"Oh that sounds good.." Jimin mimicks Yoongi, rushing to get a keyboard.

"Jimin-ah, Jimin-ah take a break to eat.." Yoongi sighs with a smile when he realizes Jimin doesn't hear him, trying to mimic the notes on the keys."The first note is D not C."

"Aish I need to practice more.. could you play it for me?" Jimin asks, Yoongi happy to oblige. The bowl of kimchi fried rice was already sitting uncomfortably in his stomach.

Yoongi hits the notes for Jimin, writing them down."You should ask Supreme Boi to help you, this song is right up his alley."

"Do you think hyung has time to work with me?" Jimin asks. "I'm not as good at writing as you or Hobi hyung or-"

"Don't compare yourself, you're good at writing songs too, you just lack confidence. All of you kids do." Yoongi scolds Jimin, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll ask him then.." jimin blushes at Yoongi's praise, jumping up when he hears the kettle screaming."Ah, the tea is ready."

"Ahhh...mm...hmm.." Jimin sings, trying to match his voice to the notes on the page. "Why can't i get this right?" Jimin asks Yoongi, biting his lip. I sounded so bad..

"You're singing two octaves too high. Are you still nervous? You don't have to be. I've heard you sing a milion times of times." Yoongi tries to calm Jimin's shaken nerves.

"Do you think we should touch up the first verse? Is it too immature? Maybe we should-" Jimin stops when he feels Yoongi's finger touch his lips.

"Jimin-ah, shh. The lyrics are fine. Stop it. Your song is good.. you're just stressing yourself out."Yoongi places his hand on Jimin's shoulder. "I know you're nervous about asking someone to do a collaboration with you, but just because they say no, it doesn't mean your song isn't good. They could just be too busy or don't...mm.." Yoongi moans softly as a ripple of pain bubbles up in his stomach, making him dizzy with nausea.

"Hyung what's wrong? Are you okay?" Jimin wraps his arm around Yoongi's shoulder to keep him from double over.

"My stomach..it..just..don't feel well all of the sudden.." Yoongi speaks softly, lying to the younger member. Why did the medicine wear off already, it's only been two hours..

"Do you feel like you're going to be sick?" Jimin asks, trying to gently lead Yoongi to his feet when he sees the color drain from his lips. "Aiigo Yoongi.."

Yoongi let out a wet burp, his body trembling with cold sweat as he tried to hold down his dinner that was quickly rising up his throat, clinging to Jimins arm for balance. "Jimin-ah.." He whines with urgency when his vision faded, another burp pushing up the meal Jimin made, the sick spraying across the floor halfway to the bathroom. "I'm..I'm sorry..I...I can't.."

"Don't be sorry.. it's okay.. I have a little bin in my room. Just wait here it's closer.." Jimin runs into his room, grabbing the small bin, eyes widening when he hears Yoongi retching again, heart tightening. I should've noticed something was wrong sooner. He's been silently suffering while I feel sorry for myself..

"Here hyung, I'm back.. just move back just a little bit okay?" Jimin pulls him back a bit to be able to place the bin without having Yoongi kneeling in his own sick.

Yoongi takes Jimin's hand, squeezing it when another waterfall of sick pushes up, hitting the plastic liner. "F*ck..." he whimpers wrapping his other hand around his cramping muscles as another mouthful comes.

"I know, I know it hurts.. but you'll feel better once you let it all out.." Jimin tries to sound reassuring, but his voice trembled. I've never seen him so sick.. I can see the sweat rolling off his chin.. is he running a fever?

Jimin reaches to touch the back of Yoongi's neck, shocked at the amount of heat coming off of it. "You're burning up.."

"Hyung..." Yoongi calls weakly before another wave of nausea hits him, thick bile rising up his throat, gagging up more sick.

"Hyung is at home, but I'm here.. it's okay.. I got you.." Jimin gently scratches Yoongi's back, giving his hand a squeeze. I need to calm him down, he's hardly getting a breath in..

Yoongi continued to heave despite having nothing left in his stomach. Make it stop..it hurts so much..I wish I never ate anything today..

"Yoongi, Yoongi-yah you have to take deep breaths..i know its not easy..but you have to try for me..please?' Jimin felt his eyes misting with tears, his heart breaking to hear Yoongi's sharp gasps of pain between the dry heaves.

Yoongi closes his eyes, trying to take deep breaths, moaning softly when a sharp pain spikes up his side, pressing his palm into it. "Aish..i..i..it hurts.. Jimin-ah.."

"You probably got a stich from your muscles overworking..are you finished now? Do you want to move to lay in bed?"

"I..I just.." Yoongi backs into Jimin, leaning against him. "I just need to..rest..i don't want to move..I'm so dizzy.."

"We can stay here as long as you need. I just want you to be comfortable.." Jimin kisses the top of Yoongi's head, gently running his hand up and down Yoongi's side. "You should've told me you weren't feeling well sooner Hyung.."

Yoongi tries to focus on slowing his breathing, wincing with every inhale. "I know..I'm stupid..but..please.." I don't need a scolding from you..I'm aware I fu*ked up..

"I'm sorry..I know.. I'm just.. I don't want you to feel like you have to be strong for us..you like to handle things on your own and you don't have to.."

Yoongi turns to his side,focusing on matching his breathing with Jimin's listening to his racing heart. I must've really scared him..

"Are you okay yoongi-yah?" Jimin asks, brushing Yoongis hair from his face.

"I..I don't know.. I don't think I have anything left..but I still feel dizzy.." Yoongi speaks in a raspy whisper.

"You should stay the night with me.. you shouldn't drive if you feel this poorly.. do you want me to carry you?"

"If you can.. I think I can stand with your help though.." Yoongi gasps in surprise when he feels Jimin start picking him up lifting him off the floor. "Jimin slow, slowly.." he wraps his arms around Jimin's neck, feeling his stomach churn. "Mm..."

"Sorry, sorry..I'll move slow. It's okay.. I got you.." Jimin moves slowly, tensing when he realized he didn't have the arm strength he thought he had, feeling Yoongi slipping. "Almost there..just..hold on tightly okay..?"

"Okay.." Yoongi's voice comes out small, tightening his grip around Jimins neck, heart skipping a beat when he feels himself dangle while Jimin adjusts him. "Jimin-ah.."

"Almost there.. we're in the room, we just need to get to the bed.. I'm sorry.. here we go.. safe on the bed..I'll get you a pair of my pajamas. You're covered in sweat." Jimin slowly places yoongi on the bed. "Do you think you can drink a bit?"

"I think I'll throw up again..i still feel bad.." Yoongi curls up, pulling his knees to his chest. "I want heat.."

"Oh right, I'm sorry hyung.." Jimin gets a heating pad, putting it aside trying to gently uncurl Yoongi. I have to cool him down, but if hes in too much pain he won't be cooperative.. "Let's get you changed first.. at least your shirt okay?"

Yoongi doesn't fight against Jimin, but he doesn't help either, not making any movement. Jimin just barely gets him to sit up long enough to get his shirt off, getting the top on him, helping him back down to button the top two before Yoongi curls up again. "Cold.."

"Alright hyung.. here you are.." jimin gently places the heating pad against Yoongis side, cuddling up to his ailing hyung. "Is that any better?"

Yoongi nods, pressing against Jimin. "You're warm.." He murmurs.

"If you say so hyungie..rest well.. I'll be right here if you need anything.." jimin gently kisses Yoongi's temple, hearing his breathing slow as he starts to fall asleep.

Jimin waits until Yoongi grows heavy against him before removing the heat from Yoongi's side. "Now to take care of your fever.." he whispers, yawning. "Then I'll sleep too.."

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crystalsnow95z · 2 months

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An old story in my drafts that I really enjoy reading since for some reason I'm in a self loathing stage with all my new work.

Sickie: Taehyung with the flu

Tw; emeto

"No, no, no!" Jimin squeals with a giggle, running away from Jungkook's giant snowball that the mankae was holding.

"You should've thought about that before you hit me in the back of the head hyungie!" Jungkook uses both hands to chuck it at Jimin's back just barely making contact.

Jimin falls over laughing, gathering up the snowball remains to make a new ball, half the original size, chasing his attacker. "Jungkook-ah!"

Jungkook runs away from Jimin, unaware that he was running towards Taehyung, who hurls his own snowball, getting revenge for his soulmate.

"Aiish!" Jungkook jumps in surprise when he feels the snow hit his shoulder, looking around to see where it came from.

Taehyung quickly hides behind a tree, but Jungkook notices his footprints in the snow, gathering snow as he walks, hitting Taehyung in the side. "Found you!"

Jungkook starts shaking the tree, both getting covered in snow from the branches above, his hood protecting him from the snow, only having to shake his head to get it to fall off.

"Jungkook-ah that's cold! It went in my coat!" Taehyung complains with a whine, not being so lucky to have protection from the cold, trying to get the snow from the back of his jacket, wiping his snowy hands on Jungkook's cheek.

"That's cold! Hyung!" Jungkook laughs, trying to catch Taehyung's hands, the two wrestling each other to the ground.

Jimin watches the two play at a safe distance, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire. "You two are crazy, you're getting soaked."

"Babies! It's time to get going! Come here!" J-hope calls to the three youngest.

Jimin goes over to them, offering a hand. "Hobi-hyubg is calling us. Playtimes over."

"It's been an hour and a half already? It went by so fast." Jungkook takes Jimin's hand, pulling himself up turning to Taehyung to do the same.

Taehyung takes Jungkook's hand, letting the mankae pull him to his feet. The three boys walk in the direction they heard J-hope. "It's much colder now that I'm not running around.."

"Aw my poor Tete, you're shivering.." Jimin wraps around him, making him have to waddle through the snow.

"Do you want to wear my beanie?" Jungkook offers, feeling guilty about getting Taehyung's hair wet. He takes it off and puts it on Taehyung without waiting for his answer. "Your ears are really red.. I'm sorry hyung."

"It's okay. I'll be warm when we get to the car." Taehyung reassures him with a smile, forcing his teeth not to chatter. Maybe I shouldn't have given my hat to hyung..

"Oh wow, you actually finished it. It's so cute." Jungkook goes up to the snowman the older boys were working on as their punishment for losing run BTS.

"I'm surprised we did." Namjoon proudly stands next to it, J-hope taking a photo.

"It's super cute. I like the little heart mouth."Jimin smiles brightly, touching the little stones.

"That was my idea. It took a bit to find enough rocks with all this snow." Jin presses one of the stones more firmly in place.

"The mouth reminds me of Hoba's smile. It's my favorite part, too. " Yoongi states, watching J-hope blush, smiling brightly.

"Jiminie, can you get a picture of all of us together before we go?" J-hope asks, pulling Namjoon and Jin closer to him for the photo, Jin putting his arm around Yoongi trying to hide his embarrassment.

Jimin happily obliges, smiling when he notices Jungkook photo bombing, making a funny face behind Jin. I'm surprised Taehyungie isn't joining in..

Jimin looks around to see where Taehyung was. The deagu boy was trying to blow on his hands to warm them. "Let's get one more photo and get home. Taehyungies really cold.." Jimin pulls Taehyung towards the group, letting staff take one group photo.

"I-i'm okay, Minnie." Taehyung gives a smile for the photo, feeling someone drape a scarf around him.

"Don't worry Vuu, we'll get you warm." Jin takes off his gloves, trying to rub warmth into Taehyung's reddened knuckles. "Take a shower when we get home..both you and Jk. I can hear your teeth chattering Gukkie."

"Taehyung-ah. It's time to wake up. It's time to get up.." J-hope crawls on top of the sleeping Taehyung, curling his body around him like a koloa.

Taehyung gives a low hum as a response, just barely waking up to the sound of J-hope's voice.

"Taehyungie.. we have a photoshoot to do today.." Jhope unburies Taehyung's face, his cheerful demeanor faltering. "Aiigo Tae, your nose is so red.. are you feeling okay?" He places his hands on Taehyung's cheek, checking for warmth, sighing with relief. He doesn't feel warm and he isn't pale..

"No.. my head hurts and my nose is all stuffed.." Taehyung's voice comes out in a husky low murmur. He tried to open his eyes to look at J-hope but he instantly closes them, the gentle sunlight peeking through the window being too much for his pounding head. "It's too bright.."

"Stay here, I'll go get you some medicine okay?" Hoseok rushes out of the room to find something for his headache making a mental note to ask staff to get some cold medicine.

"Where's Taehyungie?" Jimin asks when he sees J-hope leaving the room alone, peeking into the room to see

"He's still in the room. I think he caught a cold. He's congested, and it's giving him a headache.. I'm going to get him something for the pain. Could you go to the kitchen and get him some water?" J-hope asks continuing his adventure into his room to find the pills he packed in his travel bag.

Jimin goes into the kitchen to get water, rushing to check on his ailing soulmate. Taehyung had already started falling back to sleep, Jimin running his hand through his hair. "Taetae, you need to get up, I brought you some water, and hyung will bring you medicine.. You can come back to sleep after the photoshoot, okay?"

Taehyung sits up slowly, feeling lightheaded and weak. He had work to do. He didn't have time to lay around. I'm a professional..i can't let a small thing like a cold bring me down..I've done full concerts with a cold..taking photos is nothing..

He hyped himself up, opening his eyes slowly. "It's so bright out with the snow.." Taehyung complains softly, taking the water Jimin brought him,gulping down a few mouthfuls before closing it and placing it on the table, rubbing his fingertips over his rippling middle. "I shouldn't have eaten before bed..my stomach hurts.."

"I told you and Jungkookie eaten an hour before bed would upset your stomachs.." Jimin reaches to make small circles over Taehyung's sour stomach.

"Jungkook-ah has a stomach ache too?" Taehyung asks, worry etched on his face.

"He was complaining about having heartburn, but he's okay, he was eating when i left him.so it can't be that bad." Jimin reassures Taehyung. "You should eat something too."

"I'll eat after the photoshoot.." Taehyung had no appetite, the mention of food making him feel queasy, quickly making an excuse before Jimin could argue. "I'm not very hungry.. I ate last night.."

J-hope enters the room with a thermometer and two round pills, handing the pills to Taehyung and putting the thermometer by his ear to test his temperature. "Yoongi-hyung wanted to be sure he wasn't running a fever before we left. He's fine." It's only a tiny bit higher than his usual temperature,I'll just keep an eye on him..

Taehyung tried to focus on the photographers instructions, but the rice that J-hope insisted he eat before leaving since the shoot was estimated to be three hours long was churning uncomfortably in his stomach.

"Was that you Taetae?" J-hope asks when he hears the gurgling of the youngers stomach, holding him from behind for the group shots. "Are you feeling okay? Do you need a break?"

"No, I'm okay.." Taehyung tries to give J-hope a smile, but his smile doesn't last more than a second. He puts his hands in his pockets to stop himself from touching his stomach, pushing through the group shot.

I just need to get through my solo pictures, Jungkook do is solo shots then me, Jiminie and Jungkook do our mankae shots.. we're almost done.. I can't be getting sick now.

"Take it easy Tete, you don't want to push yourself.." Jimin rubs Taehyung's shoulder. "You're really tense.."

"My headache just came back.. it's just all these flashing lights.." Taehyung tries to downplay how he feels, quickly moving away to get some water.

"Taehyungie are you sure you're okay?" J-hope goes by Taehyung, feeling the back of his neck. "You're Sweating Taehyungie.."

"It's just all these lights." Taehyung coughs into his fist. "There's only a little bit left to do, then I can rest until practice later today.."

"No, no practice for you today. You need to focus on getting better." J-hope wasn't falling for Taehyung's tough guy act. Taking photos is one thing, but hours of dance practice.. I can't watch him push himself past his limits..

"But we're-"

"No, Taehyung. You need to focus on recovering. Go get your make up touched up, I'll get the okay from Namjoon." J-hope uses a stern tone.

"Yes hyung.." Taehyung goes to the makeup artist, bowing in apology for messing up his makeup, almost falling forward when a wave of pain washes over him where he bent his stomach. "I'm sorry.."

"No don't apologize, it's not your fault. It's no trouble at all. Do you want to blow your nose for me before I start?" The woman gives him a tissue, speaking politely.

Taehyung touches underneath his nose,blushing when he feels the sticky wet mucus touch his fingertips quickly turning away to blow his nose, wincing at the pressure behind his eyes. "I'm sorry.."

"It's fine. Don't worry about it. It's not the first time it won't be the last.. just sit here and relax okay?"

Taehyung nods, taking a seat in front of her.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asks when he approaches Taehyung, rubbing his shoulders. "You don't have to continue if you aren't feeling up to it."

"Yeah, yeah.. this cold is just kicking my butt.. I can finish the shoot. I'm okay." Taehyung relaxes a bit underneath Namjoon's touch. "That feels nice.."

"You're so tense Taehyung-ah.. I agree with Hobi, it's too much of a risk for to join dance practice. I don't want you pulling a muscle.." Namjoon frets over Taehyung.

"I'm sorry.. I'll be okay in a few days and I'll work hard to make up for it.." Taehyung hugs his stomach when another ripple of pain fills his middle, forcing himself to not lower his head as the makeup noona works on his eyes.

"Im almost finished." She says softly.

"Taehyung-ah are you okay?" Namjoon feels Taehyung tensing back up underneath his palms.

"Yeah, yeah..I just thought I had to sneeze and held it in.." Taehyung's stomach knotted up more to lie to Namjoon, but he couldn't let him pull him before his solo shots were out of the way.

"Finished." The staff member adds a last bit of makeup to his nose to cover up the redness.

"I'll finish up the shoot quickly then rest, okay hyung?" Taehyung says getting up to get back to work. The sooner we take the photos the sooner I can lay down..my knees feel like they'll give in and my stomach is killing me..maybe I should've eaten..

"Turn your head to the left Taehyung-sii. The light is hitting your face wrong, now one hand on your cheek.. perfect.." The director gives him instructions, Taehyung mindlessly following him. He kept all his focus on the photoshoot, ignoring the dizziness that he felt trying to stop his nose from running down his face by sniffling softly.

Please hurry.. I don't know how long I can hold myself together..The mucus was draining into his stomach making himself feel uncomfortably full. Taehyung takes shallow breaths to stop his tight pants from pressing against his aching middle.

"Good, good.. we're finished here.. let's look through the photos.." The photographer seems pleased with his work, smiling at Taehyung. "I love the emotions portrayed in your eyes. I think you'll be quite satisfied."

Taehyung tries to move forward to monitor the shoot, but his legs threatened to buckle underneath him. My head feels fuzzy and my legs are like lead..and my stomach..I'm going to be sick.

"I'm sorry..I actually do need to use the restroom now that that we finished..could we view them later?" Taehyung's voice comes out soft, taking all his strength to keep it steady.

"Of course. Take your time. We'll just move on to Jungkook-sii." The director gives him a sympathic smile.

Taehyung feels his dinner from last night pushing its way up his stomach. He takes a deep breath to try to clear his head, moving swiftly to the nearest bathroom. His determination to not ruin the shoot because of him gave him the strength he needed to make it into the stall.

He drops to his knees in front of the toliet, a mouthful of rice coming up splashing into the bowl, followed by a wet burp that brings up even more thick bile. I wish I told Hobi-hyung the truth.. but I didn't want to ruin the shoot..not when I managed to hide it for this long..

Jimin follows him as soon as he sees his soulmate rushing in, eyes widening when he hears the sound of Taehyung’s retching."Taehyung-ah.." rushes towards the sound, kneeling behind Taehyung. "Why didn't you just say you were sick?" He speaks softly, running his hands through Taehyung's hair to keep it out of his face.

Taehyung's only response is a whimper as his stomach tenses up again, pushing out another mouthful of sick. Jiminie it hurts so much..

"I know baby.. it'll be over soon..you don't have much in your stomach.. just try to take deep breaths okay?"

Taehyung tries to take a deep breath, but his muscles scream in agony. "I can't..i.." he tries to speak, but another heave stops him, only a bit of spit coming up.

Jimin gently rubs Taehyung's back, feeling his spine arching as another mouthful of sick comes. "Just try..i know it hurts, but you need to relax."

Taehyung nods, taking shaky hiccup like breaths between dry heaves. He leans into Jimin, trying to rub the pain away from his aching sides. A dry cough rattles his chest,whimpering softly when the pain flares up again?"

"My poor Taehyungie.. do you want me to get you some water?" Jimin asks when he hears Taehyung coughing, worry filling his voice. He brushes Taehyung bangs from his forehead, surprised when he feels the heat radiating from it." Ah, you're running a fever Taehyungie.." Jimin's speaks softly to him, rubbing his thumb across Taehyung's clammy knuckles.

"I don't want you to go..." Taehyung clings to Jimin in a raspy whisper.

"You need to get home so you can rest.. you're really not doing well.." Jimin gently rubs Taehyung's stomach, still feeling the tension lingering.

"But..but the shoot.. we still have another group shot to do.." Taehyung coughs, putting his hand to his chest. "We're almost finished..I just need a bit of rest..I can at least finish up.."

"That's not important. You are. I don't want to see you suffering, I'm sure we can do it another day. We still have time before the album drops or we can just skip it all together. It's no big deal.."

Namjoon entered the bathroom, the smell of sick confirming the suspicions him and J-hope. It's not a simple cold.. Namjoon entered the stall, kneeling next to Jimin and Taehyung, running his hand through Taehyung's hair. "Do you think you can stand for me?"

"I..I think so.." Taehyung uses Jimin's shoulder to push up to his feet, Namjoon wrapping an arm around him. "Woah.." Taehyung stumbles, clinging to the elder member, closing his eyes tightly when the room spins, disorienting him. "Hyung.."

Jimin places his hands on Taehyung's knees when he sees them trembling, waiting for them to stop before rising to his feet.

"It's okay baby, I got you.. do you want to ride on my back?" Namjoon asks gently.

Taehyung shakes his head, the thought of his stomach pressing against Namjoon's muscular back making him feel woozy. "I think i can walk.."

Taehyung takes a few steps forward before his knees grow weak again, whimpering when another wave of nausea hits.

"Taehyungie.." Namjoon holds him up by his shoulders. "You really overdid it.. what if I carry you? i won't hold you too tightly.. I'll be gentle. Let me help you." He asks softly. I can't watch him suffer like this..

"Okay.." Taehyung let's Namjoon cradle him to his chest, leaning against his chest. "You're warm.."

"No, you are.. uncomfortably warm.." Namjoon says his voice laced in worry. "Let's get you home.."

Jungkook carrys Taehyung into bed, covering him up. "My poor Hyungie..the medicine should kick in soon.. do you want anything?"

"I want you to stay.." Taehyung whispers softly, grabbing at Jungkooks wrist. "I'm afraid..I won't be able to get up if I get sick again.."

Jungkook lays next to him without hesitation, running his hand through his hair. "I hope you don't..you haven't eaten anything today.. Seokjinnie-hyung is going to make you something.."

"I don't want to eat.." Taehyung squeezes his hand. "My stomach hurts Koo.."

"I know..but you'll have to eat something in case you do get sick again. It'll hurt more to throw up on an empty stomach."

J-hope enters the room with a box, peeling a cooling strip and sticking it gently to Taehyung's forehead. "There you go Tete, you'll feel better when we get your fever down.. Jungkook-ah you shouldn't be getting that close..you'll get sick too.."

"I don't care. Hyung isn't feeling well and needs comfort..I'll be okay." Jungkook holds Taehyung close when he sees him shiver.

"That's cold hyung.." Taehyung leans into Jungkook.

J-hope sighs and lays on his other side, pressing his cheek against Taehyung's head. I guess we'll both risk it then.. "I know, but it's for your own good. I'm sorry.. just try to rest. We'll be right here when you wake up."

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crystalsnow95z · 2 months

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Kk, I know it's rlly weird and specific, but I had this idea

1 of the members cooked a meal for Hobi cuz hes been too busy working on a song and hasn't been leaving his studio much to eat, and he gets food poisoning from it, but he down plays it until he gets back home trying to shower and gets so sick one of the older members need to help him wash up. I rlly love your stories w/the gentle washings ♥︎

I put my Playlist on shuffle and the first voice I heard would be who cooked for him. The first song to pop up was like crazy, making Jimin our cook.

Tw: emeto

Hoseok listens to the chorus for the sixteenth time after tweaking it once more, still feeling unsatisfied with it. There's something missing, but I don't know what.. maybe I need more adlibs? Or drums? I don't know..

Hoseok sighs, throwing his headset onto the desk and leaning back in his chair, running his hands through his hair. "This is so annoying..why can't I get it right? I wanted a demo by the end of the week.. I'll be too busy.."

Hoseok's stomach gurgles uncomfortably, reminding him that he hasn't eaten since breakfast. He picks up his phone, seeing three missed calls from Jimin. Aish, I was supposed to meet up with him a while ago..

Hoseok checks his messages, seeing two texts from Jimin.

Are you still in your studio?

Have you been in there since after our recording session Hyung?

Hoseok quickly replies to his messages, hoping Jimin isn't upset at him for forgetting about him.

I'm so sorry Jiminah, I completely lost track of time. If you still want to practice I'm still in my studio.

Jimin is relieved when he hears his phone go off seeing the notification of Hoseok messaging him back. He's overworking himself.. he got up early to work before practice and went right to the studio after we recorded the rough draft of the b side tracks..

Stay there, I'll meet up with you in the studio. I made us dinner since I figured you'd forget. Are you hungry?

Hoseok only takes a minute to reply back to him, making Jimin smile.

I'm starving. I only had rice and coffee today.. You're an angel. I love you.

Jimin gathers up the containers of food he prepared and puts them in his backpack, calling Hoseok to keep him company on his walk to the company building.

"Jimin." Hoseok uses a deep voice when he answers smiling when he hears Jimin hold back a giggle.

"J-hope.." Jimin mimicks him, pulling his hat farther over his face when he leaves the studio. "How are you? Is the song going well?"

"I'm so frustrated. I just can't seem to get this song right. I know what I want in my head, but I can't seem to replicate it.. I don't know if I can make it work.." Hoseok shares his concerns with the younger member.

"Maybe you need to take a break from it, hyung. It's not like you have a time limit or anything. You're gonna spread yourself too thin with the new group album dropping next month."

The two stay on the phone until Jimin reaches Hoseok's studio, the older member greeting him with a hug. "I'm sorry i didn't meet up earlier."

"I told you Hyungie, it's no big deal. I'm not worried about it, I'm only worried about you working so hard that you aren't eating properly." Jimin scolds him when he hears Hoseok's stomach growling.

"I know, I know.. I'm sorry. I totally lost track of time. Thanks again for making food.." Hoseok watches eagerly as Jimin pulls out containers from his bag.

"Do you want me to go warm it up for you hyung?" Jimin asks, but Hoseok was already picking up a container. "Guess not.." Jimin giggles, watching Hoseok eat his home-cooked meal. "Is it good?"

"Yeah, the meat is super juicy and the sauce is so good..i love it." Hoseok takes another bite. "After we eat I'll help you master the choreography. Okay?"

"Don't rush hyung. Enjoy your meal. We can always change it to tomorrow. I just wanted to be sure you ate. Hobi-hyung you're making a mess.." Jimin smiles fondly, getting a tissue to wipe some sauce from Hoseok's chin. I would've made more if I realized how hungry he'd be.. I'll just eat some rice and let him have the rest..

"No Jimin-ah, you need to land on your right leg. Like this." Hoseok demonstrates the part that Jimin messed up, his stomach sloshing from the quick spin biting his lip.

"Ah, I get it.. okay, okay.. let me try it one more time." Jimin restarts the song, quickly moving into position. Hoseok doesn't join in for this round, opting to watch while sitting against the mirror, wrapping his arm around his aching middle.

Why do I feel so sick? I was fine earlier.. just a little tired..was the chicken too greasy? Did I eat too much?

Hoseok quietly burps to try to ease the pressure in his stomach, but it only made him feel worse, a sour taste filling his mouth. He tries to stand to get water, but moving only made the nausea worse. Please..I don't want to throw up..

"Hyung i think I did it.. perfect this time!" Jimin pants, going to the camera to turn it off when he noticed Hoseok didn't do it. "Hyung?"

Hoseok turns his head to look in the direction Jimin's voice came from. "I'm sorry Jiminie, I spaced out for the last bit..I'm sure you did great."

"Are you okay Hyung?" Jimin takes a seat next to Hoseok, rubbing his shoulders. "You look pale.."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just tired, and I think I ate too much.. my stomach hurts.. I shouldn't have binged like that.. dancing after eating probably didn't help." Hoseok rubs his hand across his bloated belly, ignoring the nausea that bubbled up inside it. "Show me the practice video."

"You aren't feeling well?" Jimin frowns, forgetting all about the choreography. He places his hand on Hoseok's forhead, then his own relieved when he doesn't feel any difference."When did you start feeling sick?"

"Um.. When we were practicing the chorus.. the jerking movement before the jump..The movement made my stomach flip.. I think it's because I'm actually full, and I usually practice on a mostly empty stomach. It's no big deal."

"That was an hour ago Hyung. You should've told me.. we can always practice later if you aren't feeling well..you don't have to force yourself." Jimin scolds him softly, guilt making his own stomach flutter uncomfortably. I should've noticed something was wrong..I could've had him home resting by now..

"It's not a problem, Jimin-Ah. It wasn't a big deal. I'm fine I just need to sleep it off." Hoseok reassures Jimin, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets to be able to rest his palms on his stomach without Jimin noticing.

"I'll call us a cab.." Jimin gets himself some water while he waits for the company to answer, offering it to Hoseok after taking a drink.

Hoseok's stomach churned at the thought of adding anything else inside of it, pushing the bottle away with a little head shake. "I'm good..I just want to get some fresh air.."

"Sure Hyung. We can wait outside.." Jimin gently leads Hoseok outside, letting Hoseok lean against him while they walk. "You should shower and get to bed as soon as you get home.."

"Yeah... I will..don't worry.. I'm feeling a bit better now.." Hoseok lies, trying to get Jimin to relax. I hope i don't throw up in the taxi..

Hoseok sits in the shower, letting the water cascade down his back. He finished washing ten minutes ago, but his stomach refused to settle. I hate throwing up, but I can't keep fighting it..

Hoseok gets to his feet, using the wall to balance himself, the nausea hitting him like a freight train. The chicken Jimin prepared for him comes up all at once, spraying out of him, hitting the shower tiles. Sh*t...

Hoseok feels his stomach clenching again, another mouthful of sick coming up. 'Hyung.." he whimpers, falling to his knees when they buckle underneath them, tears stinging the corners of his eyes when he feels his stomach lurching again, the thick bile splashing around him. "Hyung!" Hoseok calls desperately as he tries to rise to his feet again, wanting to escape the smell that only made him feel worse. Hoseok forces himself to his feet and leaves the shower, kneeling on the ground in front of the toliet, gagging up another thick mouthful of sick.

"Hobi? Are you calling.. Aiggo.. Hoba.." Jin turns off the shower and gets a towel, draping it over the shivering rapper. "It's okay baby, hyung will take care of you.. I'm going to dry you off okay?"

Hoseok gripped the toliet seat, his body trembling with effort to keep sitting upright. "Hyung.." he whines as stomach pushes up another thick mouthful into the toliet. "It hurts.."

"It's okay, it's okay.. hyung is here now, just relax and let it happen, you'll only feel worse if you try to fight it baby.." Jin gently wipes the towel across Hoseok's body to dry him.

"I want it to stoo-urp..." Hoseok whines as he burps up another mouthful of sick, reaching for Jin's hand.

Jin rubs his thumb across his knuckles. "Hoba.. your hair is still coated with soap.. we'll have to rinse it.."

"I just want.." Hoseok's words are stopped by another heave, only foamy saliva coming up.

"I know, I know.. it'll be over soon, and then we'll get you cleaned, dressed and in bed. Okay?" Jin gently scratches Hoseok's spine, feeling the tension in his muscles as another heave comes.

"Is that Hoseok-hyung?" Jimin asks when he hears the sound, his stomach dropping when he sees he was correct.

"Jimin-ah get him some pajamas so we can get him dressed and in bed when he's settled down please?" Jin quickly sends the younger member away, knowing Hoseok wouldn't want Jimin seeing him like this.

"Yes hyung.." Jimin hesitates to move, eyes glued on the trembling rapper. Hoseok's face was completely hidden by the toliet bowl, Jin's hand on his chest holding him up.

"Jimin go." Jin uses a stern tone to get the younger moving. "And bring a water bottle too."

Jimin doesn't make Jin ask a third time, quickly going into the kitchen to get a water bottle.

"Is that Hoba in the bathroom?" Yoongi asks, making Jimin jump.

"Aiish! Hyung don't sneak up on me like that!" Jimin, close the fridge, sighing."It is.. Hobi-hyung said he wasn't feeling well earlier because he ate too much, but maybe it was the food i made.."

"He hasn't been eating much lately trying to prep for the new album.. he probably just overdid it. You're a pretty good cook Jimin-ah." Yoongi comforts Jimin, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You should bring the water to Hoba.. it sounds like he's settled down.."

"I..I'm done.." Hoseok whispers, falling backwards into Jin's chest, panting heavily. His muscles burned with each breath,overworked from the ordeal. "I'm...sorry..i..I.."

"Shh..Shh Hobi.. don't apologize to me.. just focus on catching your breath okay?" Jin speaks softly, wiping some soap from his forehead before it could drip into his eyes, careful to not make Hoseok have to move. I need to wash him.. hopefully he can stay up long enough..

"But..you're..s..s..soaked.." Hoseok says through chattering teeth, pulling the towel Jin draped over him closed for warmth.

"I don't care. It's just water." Jin hugs his shivering dongsaeng close to his chest. "Just take deep breaths..relax Hoseok-ah..it's okay.."

"I got a pair of pajamas and water hyung." Jimin enters the bathroom, the tightness in his chest loosening when he sees Hoseok stopped."Here Hobi-hyung.. take a bit of water, wash your mouth out." Jimin holds the water by his lips, letting him get a mouthful to swish around, the sickly member spitting it into the toliet. "Do you need any more help?"

"You can try to clean the shower up for Hobi. If you can't do it, it's no big deal. I'll get it after Hoseok catches his breath." Jin didn't want to let Hoseok go, and Jimin knew it.

I can't be squeamish now..hyung needs me..it's not a big deal..

"No, no I can do it." Jimin takes a deep breath, holding his breath as he opens the shower door, gagging at the sight, an acid tang filling his throat. He closes his eyes turning on the shower to try to wash as much as possible down the drain. "I'm okay."

"I'm sorry Jiminie.." Hoseok's voice comes out as a raspy whisper.

"No hyung, it's not your fault.." Jimin rejected his apology, speaking in a soft tone. It's mine..

"Finished.." Jimin says removing his gloves and throwing them in the trash, tying up the bag. His stomach fluttered uncomfortably, feeling nauseous from the smell that still filled his nostrils despite the fact he cleaned all the traces of sick.

"Thanks Jimin-ah.." Jin gently pokes Hoseok's cheek, the sickly member dosing off while waiting. "Baby I need you to move for me."

Hoseok sleepily blinks groaning when he tries sitting up. "I'm cold and it hurts to move..."Hoseok whimpers, feeling his muscles burning. "Hyung.."

"I know.. I know.. just bear with me a little longer, and you can sleep.. Jimin-ah, could you do one more thing? At the end of my bed, there's a heated blanket. Could you get it and plug it in for Hobi?" Jin asks softly, helping Hoseok move to the shower floor, removing the shower head.

"Of course. I'll get it." Jimin leaves, relieved to be given another task, taking the trash with him.

"I'm going to turn on the water okay?" Jin warns, not wanting to frighten his dongsaeng with the sound of the water. He checks the temperature before covering Hoseok's eyes, gently removing the soap from his body. "You're doing good Hoba.. just keep your eyes closed okay?"

Jin washes all the soap from his hair, then gets a bit of soap to wash the sweat that covered Hoseok, moving his hand across Hoseok in small circles. "Don't fall asleep.."

Hoseok tries to take shallow breaths to try to prevent further agitating his sore muscles. I don't think i could right now...

"Now one more rinse.." Jin sprays the water over his body once more before turning it off, removing his wet shirt before going to help Hoseok out of the shower.

The warm water felt nice on his chilled skin, but as soon as Jin turned it off the trembling started up once more. "C-Cold.." He whispers, hugging onto Jin.

"I know baby.. I'll get you a heat pack after we get you settled in bed.." Jin brushes Hoseoks hair away from his face, getting the towel to dry Hoseok as quickly as possible. "We're almost done baby.."

Hoseok nods, letting Jin dry his hair.

"Do you think you can sit up so I can get a shirt on you Hoba?"

"Yeah, yeah..I got it.." Hoseok slowly moves off of Jins chest, leaning against the shower door while Jin unfolds the button up, leading Hoseok's arms into the holes. "I'm sorry I'm being a burden.." he whispers while Jin works the buttons into their proper holes.

"Don't say such nonsense. You're not being a burden. You just need a little help, that's all." Jin sits Hoseok on the toliet, drying his legs."Let's finish getting you dried and dressed. I'll lay with you until you fall asleep."

Hoseok thought it was over after the one time, but he was wrong. Beads of cold sweat covered his body as his stomach cramps up, leaving his head swirling when he tries to sit up, wrapping his arm around his bloated middle as a wet burp comes, leaving a nasty film coating his mouth.

"J-jimin-ah.." Hoseok tries to call for his roommate, but his voice comes out as a small whimper. He knew if be tried to stand whatever was left in his stomach would come back up. "Jiminie.." he tries louder, the urgency in his voice waking up Jimin.

"Hyung..whats wrong?" Jimin's voice comes out as a raspy whisper, turning to his side to face Hoseok's bed.

Hoseok tries to speak, but he feels the bile pushing its way up his throat, his stomach releasing a high-pitched gurgle. "Nm..." he presses his palm over his mouth as another burp comes whimpering when he swallows down the sick that filled his cheeks. "Sick..Jimin-ah.."

Jimin instantly gets up when he hears the desperation in Hoseok's voice, blindly feeling for the trashcan in the dark, crawling onto Hoseok's bed when he finds it placing it in front of Hoseok just in time for him to heave into it.

Jimin runs his hands through Hoseok's hair, pulling it back so Hoseok wouldn't have to suffer through another shower. "It's okay, it's okay.. I'm here.. " he tries to say soothing things, his heart sinking when he hears the soft whimper followed by the splash of sick onto the plastic bag inside the bin.

He continued to dry heave despite the fact earlier he emptied everything he had in his stomach, nothing coming up but strings of foamy saliva.

Jimin goes behind Hoseok, letting him use him as support until his stomach settled down once more. "Are you done Hoba?"

"Mhm.." Hoseok hums deeply, clearing his throat. "I'm okay now.."

"Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want the heated blanket on? You want some water? Or-"

"I want to stay like this for now.." Hoseok whispers, turning on his side. He could hear Jimin's racing heart and feel his unsteady breathing on his forehead as he tried to calm down too. Being here with me is enough..

"I'll stay here all night if that's what you want.." jimin uses his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Hoseoks forehead. "But you have to let me lay down too okay?"

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crystalsnow95z · 3 months

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hi love, i missed your fics❤️i had a request for you!

jimin & hoseok go live together after a concert and jimin can’t stop sneezing bc of his allergies. (add your little bless you commentary pls it’s so cute😔)

Thank you so much! I'm so happy you like them, I'm sorry I disappeared for a bit but I think I fixed my mental state enough to write again 😅 for the first time in a month and a half I'm actually decently happy with this one.

In case you missed it in the request..

Warning: sneeze content

"I love you! I'll see you tomorrow!" Namjoon calls ad the seven boys slowly disappeared underneath the stage.

Jimin tried to speak, but the itch in his nose he's been trying to ignore all concert was building up, so he opted to make a heart above his head instead, scrunching his nose to try to hold the sneeze in for a few seconds longer.

"Eh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes as soon as the lift drops him out of sight of Army sniffling to stop his nose from dripping. "Heh'hehitchi!" The sneezes he was holding back hit him all at once, Hoseok wrapping an arm around him to keep him from falling while the lift drops to the floor. "He..heheigh!"

"Aiigo..Bless you..are you sure you aren't sick, Jiminie?" Hoseok asks Jimin, rubbing the back of his neck. "You don't feel warm.."

"I'm fine, hyung. Staff already checked..che..sh..tich!" Jimin sneezes again, rubbing his finger across his nose. "I saw a doctor this morning before the concert. There's something about the air here that's setting off my allergies.."

"Did you take any medicine?" Hoseok asks, searching for a tissue for Jimin's runny nose, bringing him the box.

"Thanks hyung.. I don't understand..I'm usually not allergic to pollens.." Jimin blows his nose, sniffling again. "Yeah. I did before the show, but it really started wearing off during dope. I almost sneezed during my part..it was awful.. my nose itched so much.." he complains, his breath hitching for another sneeze that doesn't come. "Ugh.. I promised Army I would do a live tonight because I didn't join you guys for the live in Amsterdam."

"Army will understand if you aren't feeling well and skip it until you feel better." Hoseok reassures him, rubbing his dongsaeng's neck.

Jimin doesn't answer right away, trying to tickle the painful sneeze out of him, his breath hitching once more. "Heh..heiycvh!"

"Bless you.. Jiminie you don't need to force.." Hoseok starts, but Jimin interrupts him.

"No, no they'll only worry if they noticed I was sneezing a lot on stage then don't keep my promise. I want to at least expl..ah..heh'tichiu!" Jimin sneezes into the tissue, trying to clean up the mess that dripped from him.

"Are you sure you're okay Jiminie?" Namjoon asks, offering Jimin some water. "You've been sneezing quite a bit today.."

"Jiminies having issues with his allergies..I noticed there's a lot of plants I've never seen before by the hotel and stadium. Maybe one of those are setting them off." Hoseok explains for Jimin when he notices Jimin's face contorting as another sneeze builds.

"Heh'heh..ktchitxh!" Jimin stops fighting the sneeze when Hoseok finished talking, taking the water Namjoon offered. "Thanks Hyung.. all this sneezing is starting to hurt my throat..I'm surprised Taehyung-ah doesn't lose his voice when he sneezes.."

"Bless you.. make sure you wear a mask when you aren't singing to try to reduce the pollen that you breathe in.." Namjoon tells him with concern. "I'll ask staff to get you one with a filtering system."

"Thanks hyung.." Jimin takes a drink of water, trying to soothe his scratchy throat."Jungkookie seemed pretty sniffly today too. You should get..h..hey..iyfxh!' Another sneeze erupts from Jimin.

"I'll make sure he gets checked, too. Hopefully, it's just allergies for him too." Namjoon leaves to check on Jungkook.

"Go get changed so you can go home. I'll join you for a quick live session, okay, Jiminie. It'll be easier to do a live with another person with you." Hoseok offers.

"Thanks, hyungie. That'd be great."

Jimin followed Namjoon's advice, pulling up his mask as soon as they pulled up to the hotel, but he swore that whatever was setting off his allergies were still penetrating through the mask, causing an unbearable itch at the bridge of his nose.

Hoseok leads him inside, quickly using his key card to open the door to the hotel keeping his arm around Jimin's shoulder.

"He..he'hitch.." Jimin sneezes, grimacing when he feels the liquid drip down his nose and soak into the mask. "Eugh.." Jimin sniffles unhappily, not wanting to remove it until he was safely in the hotel room.

"Bless you Jimin-ah.. the medicine will kick in soon.. we can stay live until the sneezes settle down, but you should sleep after." Hoseok leads him to his room, fighting back a yawn.

"It's okay if you get tired, hyung. You can leave whenever you..he..geychi!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok says sympathetically.

"I can do it on my own or ask Jungkookie or Taehyungie to do it if you're tired.." Jimin digs out his key to his room.

"I'm not tired, Jiminie. I'm hungry..don't worry about me. Let Taehyungie and jaykay sleep. Those two were already falling asleep on the ride home." Hoseok reassures him, going into Jimin's bathroom to get a washcloth, wetting it and returning to Jimin, wiping his face clean. "Your nose is still so red, baby."

"Hyung that tick..eh..heh'tichi! Heyh..hitdhu!" Jimin sneezes, quickly backing up to avoid sneezing on Hoseok.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it worse.." Hoseok apologizes, giving Jimin the wet cloth.

"Heh'itchiiugh...it's okay.." Jimin sniffles, wiping his face.

"Bless you.." Hoseok goes to the humidifier at the side of Jimin's bed, hoping it would help. "I'm going to make food, do you want anything?"

"I'd like some ramen.. something a little spicy to help clear my nose." Jimin starts setting up for the live, adjusting his phone so both him and Hoseok could be in frame.

"Alright, coming right up. You can start without me while I cook."Hoseok starts boiling water for them.

Jimin goes to speak, but ends up sneezing instead. "Heh..heditxxchu!"

"Bless you Jimin-ah. I'll make you some tea too." Hoseok searches for teabags in the kitchen.

"I'm going to fix up my make up first.." Jimin goes into the bathroom, blowing his nose once more before trying to use some concealer to lessen the redness. "Ugh..my eyes are a bit puffy..and I look like Rudolph..!"

Hoseok giggles when he hears Jimin whining at his reflection. "You still look cute." He calls to him, reassuring the younger boy about his insecurities. "Army will still think you're adorable too."

You're just saying that..I'll just do what i can to cover it up, maybe if i dont sit too close to the camera no one will notice. Jimin finishes up his face just as Hoseok gets the noodles into the living room. "Foods done?"

"Yeah, but it's still super hot. I burnt my mouth trying it.." Hoseok warns, sipping some water to try to soothe his tongue.

"I'll be sure to..to..hyh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, sighing irritably. "That one hurt..:

"Bless you.. Are you okay?" Hoseok asks, concern etched on his face.

"Yeah.. I'm okay.. are you ready for the live?" Jimin checks the angle once more before sitting down next to Hoseok.

"Ready when you are." Hoseok confirms, blowing on his noodles to try to get a not so painful bite.

Jimin hits play, picking up his noodles, surprised that within seconds there were already people in the chat. "Hello army.."

"Hi Army." Hoseok greets the small handful of people who already entered, then slurps his noodles. "Aiish, I shouldn't be eating noodles before the show tomorrow, my face is going to be so puffy.."

"You look cute with chub..ch.." Jimin puts up a finger thinking he had to sneeze, but nothing comes. "Chubby looking cheeks." He finishes his sentence, taking a bite of noodles.

The two eat chatting with each each other while they wait for more army to join, watching the comment section.

LovePJM13: hi Jimin oppa, I saw the show tonight and it was amazing, but in one of the photos I took it looks like you were crying. Are you okay?

"Ah, no. No i wasn't crying at all tonight. I was really..ah..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes before he could put the noodles down to cover his face, choking on the noodles.

"Bless you baby..Are you okay? Drink some of your tea.. " Hoseok quickly takes the bowl from him and moves the camera so Jimin is out of frame, rubbing his back to try to ease his cough.

Jimin takes a drink of the tea, trying to wash down the noodles. "Yeah,yeah, I'm okay now..but that was awful.."

"Here.. you got broth on your face." J-hope uses his sleeve to wipe Jimin's chin. "Ah, the chat is worried.."

Jimin looks over, noticing the comment section flooding with concern. "Don't worry. I'm fine. It didn't really hurt it scared me more than anything.."

Tannie13: Do you have a cold?

Jungshookie9: Are you sick? I saw you sneezing during spring day..

Hoseok readjusted the camera so they could sit on the floor, looking through the comments. "Jiminie isn't sick. It's just allergies. Him and Jungkookie are both having issues, but it's worse for Jiminie."

"We'll only be here for another two days. I'll be fine. It's more annoying than anything." Jimin tries to reassure army, but his body has other plans. "Heh'itcgih! Heh..itcvxhyu!" Jimin covers his face with his arms, sniffling miserably.

"Bless you Jiminie.. they really aren't going away.." Hoseok frowns, rubbing Jimin's back. "You poor thing.."

"I'm doing better than earlier.. my eyes were more puffy when I was in the bathroom.." Jimin looks at himself through the camera lens. I wish it was my sneezes improving though..

"Are you guys healthy army? I know a lot of people get sick when the seasons change. Jinnie-hyung was just getting over a cold when we left Korea for our tour.." Jimin asks, but when he tries to watch the comments, his eyes start to water, another round of sneezes building covering his face.

"Hey'Itfgih! Heh'hehitchi! Ah..ah..hitcxhi!" Jimin sneezes, quickly standing up. "I'm sorry.. I got to blow my nose.." his voice comes out congested and soft, leaving Hoseok in charge of the chat.

"Bless you.. take your time Jimin-ah, I'll keep army company." Hoseok tries to calm Jimin's concerns about having to get up so suddenly.

"Army if you saw the show tonight what was your favorite part and if you didn't go what did you do today?" Hoseok asks, watching Jimin leave with concern. "Jiminie Army says bless you!" He calls to Jimin when he finds that he can't catch any of the comments except for the bless yous and I love you Jimin that flooded the chat. "We love you Jiminie!"

Jimin was glad for Hoseok's shouting, helping to conceal the sound of him blowing his nose, the clear gooey liquid soaking through the toliet paper. Maybe I should ask Hobi-hyung to take over the live.. I'm such a mess..Army want to see me when I'm handsome and smiling..

Jimin takes out his phone to text Hoseok, hoping he'd check it, but after retouching up his make up and still not getting a response he returned to the livingroom, bowing to the stream. "Sorry everyone.. I know this isn't what you had in mind when I said I'd go live in the next city.."

"Jimin-ah, you don't need to apologize. No one's upset that you aren't feeling your best.. we're just worried about you." Hoseok pulls him into a hug.

"Hobi-hyung.. I'm so ugly and gross right now.. I think we should turn off the live and you can do one on your own for army in my place." Jimin whispers so only Hoseok hears, only earning him a tighter hug.

"Don't say stuff like that Jimin-ah, you're being too hard on yourself. You look fine.. it's just a little redness to your face, it's no big deal. Okay?" Hoseok whispers back to him, gently ruffling Jimin's hair and letting him go, turning to talk to the camera. "Army! Isn't Jimin so handsome today? I don't think a stuffy nose is enough to ruin it."

Jimin watches the comment section flood his jaw clenched with nerves. They're just going to say Hyung always thinks I'm cute or lie just to make me feel better..

DaddyJoon9:You have the cutest little sneezes I just wish they didn't make you miserable 😔

HEYStobit77:You think the sniffles are enough to ruin your pretty face? You're crazy oppa. You're still handsome!

Ot7borababy:You're still my beautiful angel. Sick or not. Just feel better soon.

Tannie13: we don't care about your looks. You're very handsome but I'm here for your sweetness, Mochi. Please smile.

Jimin tried to catch every comment that rushes by, his eyes filling with tears when he sees all the supportive comments flooding into his heart, sniffling once more.

"Jimin-ah are you crying?" Hoseok asks in concern when Jimin lays his head in his palms, letting out a shaky breath. Hoseok leans forward to read the comment section, relaxing when he sees nothing but positivity, a mix of compliments and concern. "Jimin-ah tell Army why you're crying.."

"I-i'm just happy.. Thank you Army.. I love you guys so m-much.." Jimin lifts his head to speak to them, smiling through his tears.

Hoseok uses his thumbs to dry Jimin's eyes. "Hey, hey Jimin-ah? Guess what?"

"Huh?" Jimin sniffles, looking at Hoseok's bright smile.

"You haven't sneezed since you sat back down. They're starting to stop." Hoseok announces relieved for his stressed out dongsaeng.

"Hyung..don't jinx it.." Jimin smiles, wiping his face with his sleeve. "Let's finish our noodles and get to bed.. I think I've had enough excitement for one day.."

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crystalsnow95z · 3 months

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Hoseok with persistent coughing trying to reassure the members he’s okay … until he’s not

I changed this around so much that if I touch it anymore, I'm afraid I'll butcher it even more.. so it's staying as is.. it doesn't have a proper ending sorry.

"Jungkook-ah, you're doing it half second too quickly. Slow down." Hoseok tells him, motioning for the staff to cut the music so he could talk.

"I'm sorry Hyung. I'll do it right this time." Jungkook gives a small bow to Hoseok, feeling guilty for making Hoseok have to scold him. Hyung sounds like he's losing his voice.. I don't want him to waste it on me..

"Hoba we're running out of time, we need to do the sound check." Yoongi states, checking the time.

"It's been that long already?" Hoseok looks at the time. "Aish.. okay, okay.." Hoseok clears his throat trying to soothe the itch in the back of his throat before speaking again. "We'll leave it for now."

"Everyone have their mic packs and in ears?"Namjoon takes over, checking his own back pocket to be sure it was secured to his jeans.

The boys confirm everything was in order before going out to greet the crowd. Hoseok pops a cough drop into his mouth to try to ease the dryness in his throat.

"Take it easy today, okay, hyung? Please?You already overdid it yesterday.." Jimin pleads softly on their way to the stage.

"I'm fine, Jiminie, it's just the air here. It's really dry. If I drink enough water, it'll be fine." Hoseok smiles, trying to reassure his worried teammate.. "Just just a bit of a cough. It's no big deal. Okay?"

"It sounds like its gradually getting worse compared to this morning.." Taehyung adds in, sharing the same expression as Jimin.

"I'll take some medicine before we go on for the real thing and everything will be fine. Okay? Focus on the show.." Hoseok tells them, ignoring the urge to cough.

There's only a week left on our tour.. I can't be getting sick now.. it's just the dry desert air.. I'll be fine once we leave for the next city..

Hoseok lies to himself, coughing as soon as he knows it'd be drowned out by the sound of the crowds cheering when they see the seven of them come on stage.

"Hello Army!" Jimin greets them, pushing back his worry to give army a bright smile.

"Army are you ready?" Namjoon asks the crowd, Army responding to his voice with a loud roar of yesses and screams.

"That was pretty weak. Army yesterday was louder." Yoongi teases the crowd, giving them a gummy smile.

I can do this..

"ARMY! If you're excited make some noise!" He tests his mic, motioning for staff to turn it up when his voice comes out quieter than the other members.

The crowd responds to him despite his quieter volume, the stadium echoing with their screams even louder than the first time.

"Let's go!" Hoseok shouts into the mic, pushing himself to be louder than the crowd. It's fine.. I'll just take some medicine tonight to be on the safe side...I'll be fine..

Hoseok sits on the lift, covering up another cough. He started feeling sick for a few days now, but it was more of an annoyance than anything. Today, it felt like someone was squeezing his throat, making it hurt to breathe. The medicine isn't working today.. why? We're so close to the end of the tour..

"You okay Hoba?" Namjoon asks, crouching down to talk to him asking for the third time since they reached the stadium.

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just a cough.." Hoseok repeats the same thing he's been telling all the members all day, doing his best to hide how awful his throat hurt him. Everyone's exhausted..Jiminie had to do two IVs and Suga-hyung had to get cupping done to make his pain bearable.. It's nothing I should worry them with.. there's only three shows left.. I'll see a doctor then..

He sighs in relief when he feels the lift rising up to the stage, giving him the escape from his members' worried gazes.

Everyone gets back into their positions, the music to RUN starting, the crowd screaming when they see Taehyung walk across the stage to join the others, Namjoon singing his part.

Hoseok stumbles when he tries to rise to his feet, not realizing how weak he felt. Sh*t.. we're not even a minute in and I'm already making mistakes..

He quickly recovers moving with the other members as if nothing happened, but he could feel the eyes of the other members watching him with concern plastered across their face.

I'm sorry. I'll do better so you won't have to be distracted by me and my mistakes.. I can do better..

Hoseok pushes through the choreography, taking a deep breath to try to calm himself, pushing harder to try to make up for his mishap. The blood was pounding in his ears, making it hard to hear the sound coming out of his in ears but he couldn't find the time to adjust them.

Jin brushes his fingers across Hoseok's back when they cross paths, trying to comfort him mouthing 'it's okay' when their eyes meet.

With the encouragement of Jin, he finds the strength to push through the next two songs, but with each verse he sang the harder it became to resist the persistent itch in the back of his throat, trying to softly clear his throat.

After the third song ends it was time for introductions, the music stopping, the adrenaline that was keeping him going dissolving when the cheer of the crowd stopped.

Hoseok tried to catch his breath, but before he could recover he saw the members lining up, quickly joining them, locking his knees when he bowed with the others, his fingers trembling when he puts them by his chest like the others.

"1,2,3..hello we are BTS!"

Hoseok's voice is drowned by the others, not wanting to push his voice further. After Namjoon started talking, he turned away from the audience to talk, hoping they'd only focus on who was speaking.

Jimin quickly rushes to the end of the stage, calling staff over with a hand gesture. "Hobi-hyung needs warm water or tea.. could you prepare some, please?" He has to lean in close to them to be able to be heard over the sound of the crowd cheering for Jin's kiss he blew into the crowd.

"Hoba are you okay? You don't look well.." Yoongi says by Hoseok's ear, rubbing his hand down his spine. "Do you want to sit? I'll sit with you."

"My throat hurts a bit, and I'm tired but I'm okay. I just need some water.." Hoseok reassures him, ignoring the weakness in his knees. If I sit it'll just be harder to get moving again..

Yoongi goes to fetch Hoseok some water, but Jimin was already on top of it, giving Hoseok a bottle, opening the lid for him.

"I asked them to get you something warm, but drink this for now Hyungie.." Jimin tells him,rubbing the back of Hoseok's neck with a towel. "You're really sweating, you need to stay hydrated.."

Hoseok takes a few mouthfuls, choking on the water when another bout of coughing bubbles up from the back of his throat Yoongi wraps his arm around Hoseok's waist to keep him from falling, Jimin rubbing his back.

"Are you okay?" Jimin asks in a worried tone, his eyes widened. "Do you need to see medical? It's okay if you can't perform.. your health is more important hyung.."

"No, no...I'm..I'm fine. I just.. it went down wrong.." Hoseok reassures them, taking smaller sips of water. I gotta pull myself together, Yoongi-hyung is next to speak after Taehyung, then it's my turn..

Yoongi lets go of Hoseok when he hears Taehyung reaching the end of his greeting, the camera panning to him.

Hoseok runs his hands through his hair, feeling uncomfortably hot underneath the stage lights trying to get his bangs from being plastered to his forehead. The itch in his throat was building, but he couldn't allow himself to cough. I'm already worrying everyone enough..I can't cough anymore..especially with how much it hurts to sing already..the concert only just started.. I'll see if I can take more medicine when the vocal line sing their medley..I'll be okay..

Yoongi tries to keep the crowd entertained while Hoseok catches his breath, leaving him to be babied by Jimin.

Jimin tries to style Hoseok's hair to stay out of his face, keeping his arm wrapped around Hoseok. "Poor hyungie..try to take it easy today.. don't overdo it.. you'll lose your voice.."

"I won't push it. I'll ask staff to turn my mic up more.." Hoseok moves away from Jimin, going to the end of the stage to talk to staff.

"I don't know..it doesn't sound like you're excited to be here.. I said make some noise.." Yoongi growled into the mic, getting the crowd into a loud roar of cheers, his eyes following Hoseok while he moves across the stage, buying him more time. "How long as it been since we performed here?"

Jimin quickly moves next to Yoongi, replying to his question. "Two years?"

"Two and a half." Yoongi corrects him. "Who do you think you are, it was my turn to talk. I was talking to Army." He says with mock offense,smiling with amusement.

"Ah! That's right. I'm Jimin! I'm so excited to perform here!" Jimin smiles mischievously, taking over. Yoongi rolls his eyes at Jimin's take over trying to hide his smile.

Hoseok sipped on the water, trying to ease the painful itch in his throat clearing his throat. He took a deep breath when he heard the crowd chanting for him, their voices renewing his strength. They waited years for this.. i can do it..

"Your my Hope..." Hoseok was afraid even with the mic up all the way his voice wouldn't carry, but the crowd grew silent as soon as he spoke. "I'm your hope.." Hoseok paused, forcing back another cough. "I'm Jay..."

"HOPE!" The crowd finished for him, screaming loudly.

"I'm sorry Army. My throat isn't in the best condition today.. I'm okay though.." Hoseok apologizes with a bow, now lying to himself, BTS and army. "I won't say much.. but I'm so happy to hear your cheers."

Hoseok pushed through the show, his condition only growing worse the more songs they performed. He couldn't keep up with the other members, guilt churning in his stomach when he saw the other members run across the stage to interact with army when he himself had to stop moving everytime he wanted to speak into the mic.

The song ended, the lights going off for the rapline to quickly switch outfits and do their rap medley. He struggled to catch his breath, Namjoon helping him down the steps and into a chair. "Hoba you need to slow down, you're going to faint if you keep going like this.."

"Here Hoba.. breathe.." Jin puts a can of oxygen by his face, Hoseok taking deep breaths. "Is that better? I think you should sit for the rest of the show.."

Hoseok nods, relaxing when the lightheaded feeling fades. "Thanks hyung.. that's much better.. I'm sorry for worrying you guys..I won't move much during the medley and I'll rest while the vocal line performs..the rest of the songs are slower..I'll be okay.. I don't need to sit.." he tried to keep his coughing at the minimum, trying to clear his throat to speak.

"Here, drink some tea hyung.." Jungkook holds a cup by Hoseok, leading a straw by his lips.

The warm liquid felt nice on his swollen throat, until he had to swallow, forcing himself not to wince in front of the others.

"One minute until the VCR is over.." Staff calls to them.

Hoseok quickly switches clothes, taking a deep breath. "I'm ready.."

Hoseok stepped on the lift, adjusting his in ear, regretting his decision to stay standing. The sound of the crowd mixed with the flashing green lights made his head pound, making him feel dizzy. Yoongi started rapping first, Hoseok focusing on the deagu boy.

Yoongi and Namjoon both move across the stage to interact with army, Hoseok bouncing on his toes to the beat, trying to keep his cough under control. They made it through the first song without much issue, but when Hoseok went join in for the chorus, he ended up coughing, clamping his lips shut to try to force it down.

I dont think i can do this.. it hurts so much.. it hurts to breathe..

The realization made his blood run cold when he felt the pressure building in his chest, placing his hand over it.

Namjoon started his verse, the two boys unaware that Hoseok was on the verge of tears. Hoseok rushed to the other end of the stage where staff set up tea for him, taking a large mouthful to try to recover his voice in time for his part to come.

No, no, this can't happen.. I still have more concerts.. I can't..

"Hoseok-ah, are you okay?" Namjoon rushes to Hoseok when he notices him, but Hoseok quickly moves away from him. He knew if Namjoon looked at him he would pull him from the performance and he couldn't allow that. The thought of how worried Army would be if he stopped mid song was the driving force that made it possible to force his voice out for his verse, it coming out as a rough growl, the crowd squealing at his raspy voice.

I can't keep up.. i can't..

Hoseok used the last bit of his voice, using all his energy just to stay on his feet. Hoseok couldn't hold back his coughing anymore. The force rattled his body, making him lightheaded. When he swayed Namjoon quickly goes behind him, wrapping his arms around to help balance him.

I shouldn't have let him perform. I should've noticed how bad he was..

Namjoon felt his emotions swelling up, taking a deep breath before rapping, his heart racing when the first sentence comes out as a stutter. F*ck..

Hoseok buries his face into Namjoon's shoulder, trying to muffle the sob that escapes his lips. He tried to hold back the tears, but all the frustration he felt poured out like an open flood gate. "I'm sorry.."

Namjoon finishes his verse, Yoongi taking over the chorus while he tried to console Hoseok. "Hey, hey its no big deal. I just missed the timing and had to get back on the beat. It's my fault not yours.."

Hoseok shook his head, quickly wiping his eyes to sing his part, the crowd growing silent to be able to hear him, but he only got three sentences out before his coughing became out of control, army trying to take over for him.

Yoongi starts singing with them, his eyes glued on Hoseok. We need to get him off stage.. he's not fit to perform physically or mentally.. he's way past his limits.

Jungkook and Taehyung had the same thoughts as Yoongi, the two youngest members joining them on stage Jungkook singing Namjoon's part, motioning for him to take Hoseok off the stage.

Namjoon nods, taking out Hoseok's in ear. "Hoba, Hoba get on my back.. please?"

Hoseok sniffles, shakily climbing onto Namjoon. His whole body shakes as he clings to the fellow 94er, coughing into his back. "I'm..im..im.." he tried to apologize, but he couldn't get the words out.

I ruined everything.. how can anyone enjoy the show now?

"Oh my poor baby. Don't cry.. Don't cry.. it's okay. You did everything you could.." Jin uses his thumbs to dry Hoseok's tears. Jin strokes his back, feeling Hoseok trembling underneath his fingertips. Hoseok was inconsolable, his breath coming out as hacking coughs.

"Breathe, you need to breathe..take a deep breath for Hyung.." Jin orders him gently, running his hand through Hoseok's sweaty hair.

I couldn't hide it, now the rest of the show will be ruined.. the others worked so hard to make the show perfect..and i ruined it..

Hoseok could hear the crowd cheering, knowing that the rap medley was over, pushing Jin away. "G-go.."

Jin was reluctant to leave, but knew Hoseok wouldn't calm down if the show stopped because of him letting him go.

Namjoon wraps around Hoseok, holding him tightly. "Hoseok you did all you could and that's all that matters. Don't worry about the concert just focus on getting better okay?"

Hoseok tried to reply, but only another bout of coughing comes out. Namjoon wipes away his tears with his thumbs. " 'kay.." he whispers, clinging desperately to Namjoon. He took deep breaths as Namjoon strokes his hair,listening to his racing heartbeat.

"That's it.. good.. just relax.." Namjoon sighed in relief when he felt the tension melting from Hoseok's body.

Yoongi brings Hoseok some water and medicine, opening the waterbottle. "Hobi do you think you take some medicine for me?"

Hoseok nods, partly opening his mouth so Yoongi could put the pill on his tongue. Namjoon puts the water bottle by Hoseok's lips, gently tilting it so he could get a few mouthfuls of water.

Hoseok pushes the water away when he feels the urge to cough again, covering his mouth to avoid coughing on Yoongi.

"Two minutes until the vocal lines medley is over." Staff informs Namjoon.

"Okay.." Namjoon responds, swearing under his breath when he realizes he had to leave Hoseok right when he was calming down. I want to take care of Hoseok, but it's hard enough to perform with one member..

"Don't worry about me..okay?" Hoseok hoarsely whispers, clearly reading Namjoon's thoughts just by looking at him.

"We'll take care of Hoseok-sii. We'll get him to a doctor..he wants you to perform.." Staff promises. "Just focus on the show.."

"Try to get some rest, okay Hoba? I'll come see you as soon as I can." Namjoon promises, reluctantly letting him go to switch clothes.

"Come on Namjoon-ah.." Yoongi pulls the youngest rapper by his wrist, leaving Hoseok in the hands of the staff members. "I don't want to leave him either.. but the show must go on.."

#bts sickfic #bts #bts boys #bts fanfic #bts taehyung #bts sickie #bts jhope #bts namjoon #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts jin #bts yoongi #bts hobi #bts hoseok #sick!hoseok #sick!hobi

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crystalsnow95z · 4 months

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Could you write a Namjoon one where he gets injured during an award performance, but he still tries to continue, which only makes it worse

So I ended up almost completely changing it after having it finished because i hated the original one I wrote so I'm sorry if there's any errors from my removing and adding scenes. I'm afraid if I try to edit it I'll just end up repeating the process.. I'm not loving any of my work lately..

Namjoon watched the show from the waiting room, opening and closing his fists with a deep breath. They were going to perform next and the thought terrified him. It's been three years since they performed at an award show in America, and the whispers of their consant losses weighed heavy in Namjoon's chest.

"You nervous Joon-ah?" Jin asks, rubbing their leader's shoulders. "You need to relax.. you're so tense. You got this..” he gives him a quick hug from behind, feeling Namjoon's heart racing in his chest.

"I know.. I know.. I'm trying.." Namjoon takes another deep breath, trying to slow his heart hammering away in his chest, placing his palm over it. "I'm sorry, Hyung..'

"Dont apologize. You're fine. What's got you so worried? Itdoesn'tt matter if we win or not. Just being able to perform in front of Army is rewarding enough." Jin tries to quell Namjoon's worries.

"Its nothing really, Hyung. My nerves are always worse at events like award shows and my throat isn't in the best condition today on top of it. I don't want to mess up..” he didn't want to mention all the whispers he was hearing in case Jin didn't pick up on him. Hyung is already nervous, he's been pacing ever since he finished getting ready.

Jin felt sympathy for the younger member. In America he was always the one handling everything. The seven would be doing three songs and an encore if they won. "You'll do good Namjoon, you always do and even if you mess up it's no big deal. Someone in the group will probably end up saying something stupid anyway.”

"Thanks hyung." Namjoon smiles, thinking back at all the random things the boys have said on award shows in the past."I hope you're wrong..I don't need to stumble upon any more cringey videos on the socials when this is over.. Army never lets anything go.”

“No promises.” Jin smiles back at him, thankful to see him smile even for a moment. He hadn't seen him smile all day.

"Namjoon-sii, three minutes until you go on." Staff tells him. "Is everything set?”

The temporary distraction was over, Namjoon calling the boys together, his stomach knotting once more. "Does everyone have their mic packs in order?”

Everyone confirms that everything was okay, quickly checking his own. He looked everyone over, being sure everyone was perfect."Ah, Hoba..” he clears his throat to speak when his voice cracks. “ah..Your pants.” Namjoon blushes lightly at the sound.

Hoseok looks down, quickly pulling the zipper. "Thanks Joon.” he chuckles in embarrassment. Everyone looks down at their own zippers, being sure theirs is in the proper position.

Yoongi gets Namjoon a water bottle, handing it to him. “Your voice isn't fully returned yet...” he states with a frown.

“I know, but it's fine. I've performed when it was worse and it's not like it's a full concert.” Namjoon takes a drink, trying to soothe his dry throat. “Thanks hyung..”

Jimin retightens his laces, taking a deep breath. He straightens up and double checks if everyone's ready while Namjoon sips water."Everyone's ready hyung.”

"1, 2, 3...bang..bang..bangtan!" Everyone puts their hands together, chanting before leaving the room to go on stage. Namjoon usually gave words of encouragement to his members, but he didn't feel confident himself.

"We got this, win or lose we'll give them a performance they won't forget." Hoseok speaks for Namjoon, giving his team a bright smile.

They could hear the crowd cheering above, when Jimin appears from the fog Namjoon's shoulders tightening once more. Hoseok pats Namjoon's back giving him a reassuring smile. “You can do this.”

Namjoon nods, adjusting his ear piece one more time when he hears the signal. The background dancers would be on stage, members quickly mixing in to join them for their part in black swan. Namjoon tried to stay calm when his part comes, but when he was lifted he was too tense, landing awkwardly on his ankle.

Namjoon sucks his breath in through his teeth when he feels the pain shoot up his leg. Fu*k..no, no.. it'll pass.. I couldn't have hurt myself in the first minute of the song.. I'll just walk it off.. it's fine..

He lies to himself, moving through the choreography ignoring the constant pain everytime he used his left leg.

Jin notices the pain in Namjoon's eyes when they pass each other, but he couldn't check on him. The performance had to go on, he couldn't do anything but watch Namjoon disappear from sight.

It's only getting worse. .

Namjoon tries his best not to limp, putting as much pressure as he could physically handle, biting back a moan when a searing pain shoots up his leg when he has no other choice.

Namjoon isn't moving right.. somethings wrong..

Hoseok watches Namjoon from the corner of his eye, noticing his uneven steps as he moves to the center to sing his part.

“If this can no longer resonate. No longer make my heart vibrate. Then like this may be how. I die my first death. [But what if that moment's right now?

Right now.]”

He tried to move confidently, but he couldn't stop himself from sharply inhaling when he stepped on his injured foot, anxiety spiking when he heard the sound get caught by his mic.

Sh*t..

Namjoon didn't have the time to feel guilty about his mistake, he had to move so Taehyung could move to the center. He stumbles slightly when he turns out of the way, being heavy handed when he puts his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, using him to help relieve some of the pressure from his ankle, balancing on one foot.

Why is Namjoon-hyung holding so tightly? Is he upset about his voice still? It sounded like he was in pain..

Taehyung wanted to look at Namjoon to check on him, but he had to keep his eyes on the camera and as soon as it zoomed away from him he watched his leader move to the next position,stumbling a bit as he spins.

Namjoon clenched his teeth as be regains his balance, getting back into formation with the other members. He pushes through the choreography, struggling to make it back to his feet when he drops to the floor, whimpering softly, feeling tears fill his eyes.

I'm messing everything up..

The only thing that gave him the strength to get back up was the sound of the crowd cheering him on. He pushed through fake love, his leg tingling with pain with every step, moving to the position for the next song.

He did his best to hide it, but any time he got close enough to one of his members, he felt a hand touch his shoulder or brush against his hair. They were trying to signal for him to stop, but he was so focused on performing that he didn't notice them trying to get his attention.

Okay, okay..fake love to idol.. how am I going to do Idol? There's no way I can jump like this..and if I don't it'll mess everyone up..

Namjoon was deep in thought, trying to plan his way around his foot injury, trying to keep his mind distracted from the pain.

By the time they all get into position for the last song, he had balance on one foot whenever he coule, unable to put any pressure on it without a sharp pain. Hoseok wrapped his arm around Namjoon, Jungkook doing the same on the other side.

"What are you doing?" Namjoon asks, eyes wide in surprise. The music had stopped, the crowd murmuring in confusion and concern that they stopped “Not in front of the crowd..” Namjoon pleads, feeling both embarrassment and guilt wash over him. "I can-"

“You're shaking Namjoon, you can't go on.. you need to sit." Hoseok interrupted him, the two leading him to edge of the stage. "what's wrong? Is it your knee?”

“It's my foot or my ankle... it hurts every time I move it..” Namjoon admits, knowing there's no point in lying.

“You landed badly during the beginning..” Jin states, clenching his jaw with worry. “You should've stopped after black swan..”

"I'll be fine for one more song.. I made it this far.." Namjoon tries to argue. "I just need to wrap it really quick and we can do-"

"Absolutely not." Yoongi tells him flatly."We have no time to argue. You can't dance on that leg."

"I can still sing.." Namjoon wanted to argue that he could last another few minutes, but he didn't want to disrespect his older brothers in front of the crowd.

"Alright, but no moving.." Jin could see the frustration in Namjoon's eyes and the desperation to keep going.

Staff get him a chair, Hoseok and Jin helping him up. "After this you're seeing medical.." Jin tells him, getting into position with the others, motioning for the music to start.

Namjoon's voice shook when he started singing idol, quickly recovering. I can't let my emotions get the best of me, I need to smile, so Army doesn't worry.. so my brothers don't feel the need to leave because of me..

“Take him to get checked out..” Jin orders as soon as the song ends,Jungkook and Hoseok nodding, taking him to the medical staff. Namjoon leans heavily on Jungkook, trying to not make any sound when he has to put pressure on his foot.

“You should've stopped the moment you knew something was wrong Namjoon-ah. You're a professional, you should know better. You could seriously hurt yourself that way..” Hoseok scolds him, but there was no anger in his words, only concern.

“I know, I know, i got caught up in the performance..the sound of the crowd cheering.. I just.. didn't want to ruin it.. I'm stupid..” Namjoon replies with frustration and guilt, making him feel sick to his stomach.

“You aren't stupid hyung.. you just wanted to make army happy.” Jungkook's comforts Namjoon.

“Army won't be happy if we get hurt..” Namjoon says looking down at his foot. "And on top of it, i made so many mistakes.. i couldn't even finish three songs.." The frustration swelled within him, threatening to make tears swell in his eyes.

Jungkook and Hoseok help him sit, Jungkook dropping to his knees to untie Namjoon's boot, trying to stretch the laces as far out as possible to remove it without hurting his hyung.

Namjoon clenched his teeth together when Jungkook tries to gently remove the shoe t from his foot, not wanting to make a sound. I wish we did it barefooted..

“I'm sorry Hyung..” Jungkook apologizes when he hears Namjoon suck in his breath through his teeth. “I'm almost done. Sorry!” Jungkook bows when he gets his sock off him hearing a low moan come from his injured leader,moving to the side for the woman to properly examine him.

Namjoon grabs onto Hoseok's hand when the staff member grabs onto his foot, groaning. “Ahh…it hurts, that hurts..”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.." She apologized.

Hoseok gives his hand a squeeze, rubbing Namjoon’s back. “Namjoon-ah..” his eyes dilate with worry, rubbing his thumb across Namjoon’s knuckles. “Bear it for a little bit so she can check if it's broken..”

Namjoon nods, biting the inside of his cheek. “Okay.. I'm okay.. sorry..go on.."

She gently moves it, testing to see how much he could move it, Namjoon’s eyes screwing shut with pain, softly groaning.

He already knew that they would tell him he wouldn't be able to do another song today but the rest of their schedule for the month flashed through his mind, tears stinging his eyes.

“Hyung does it hurt that much?” Jungkook asks when he noticed Namjoon covering his face with shaky breath.

“No, no it's not that.. I'm just frustrated..we have so much we still need to do..” Namjoon's voice cracks when he tries to hold back the tears that filled his eyes, quickly looking up blinking them away.

“Hey, hey don't worry about that. We'll figure this out.” Hoseok promises. "Don't think about the future right now okay?"

With the exam proving it wasn't broken, Namjoon was given permission to stay until the end of the award show, but was given strict instructions to not put any pressure on it, the woman putting a splint on it.

“BTS!”

The MC read off the card, The members all getting up. Jin quickly wraps an arm around Namjoon when be notices him awkwardly balancing on one foot. “You're going to a hospital after this..” Jin uses his serious voice. “I'll carry you..”

Namjoon nods, ears turning red as Jungkook helps him onto Jin's back, Jungkook walking behind in case he falls. I can't believe I agreed to be carried..This is so embarrassing..but I want to show Army I'll be okay.. If I didn't return on stage with the others they'll expect the worst..

A staff member puts a stool on the stage, Jin putting Namjoon down gently, Jungkook keeping his hand on Namjoon’s back to be sure he doesn't fall backward.

Shame washed over Namjoon when he saw the hurt expressions of his fandom, whispering about his injury. He couldn't bring himself to look at them, keeping his eyes staring at his hands.

Namjoon was so used to all the members huddling behind him during award shows, he closed his eyes to try to calm himself before taking his mic, jumping when he hears Jin's scream.

“ARRRRRMMMIIIE” Jin greets happily, getting the crowd to cheer again. “[Thank you so much.. without you..this wouldn't be possible! Its an honor to be here with all of you..]”

That's from the speech I was practicing..or what he can remember of it.. he's trying to do it for me..

Namjoon only feels worse when he looks at Jin to listen to him talk, seeing how nervous he is. Jin kept his voice steady, but Namjoon could see Jin shaking, the mic trembling in his hands.

He wasn't prepared to do this.. he wasn't going to speak today..

Namjoon reaches to tap Jungkook, unable to reach Jin from where he sits, motioning the youngest to take the mic for him.

Jungkook nods, going over to Jin to tap his shoulder, whispering by his ear. “Namjoonie-hyung wants to speak still..”

Jin nods. “[I love you!]” He ends his speech with a warm ending before giving the mic to Jungkook.

“[Arrrmy! This wouldn't be possible without all of you! Thank you!]” Jungkook speaks into the mic with gratitude before giving it to Namjoon.

“[Army I was so excited when I came here, I'm so sorry I won't be able to give you my all..I was careless and got injured during our performance earlier.]” Namjoon felt his heart sinking when he hears army cheering for him.

Staff motioned that time was running out, so Namjoon quickly finished his speech, the members getting their mics ready,the music playing.

Namjoon turns on his mic pack, taking a deep breath to try to keep his emotions at bay. I can't feel sorry for myself.. I still want to thank them for supporting us today..

Taehyung doesn't get into position with the others, choosing to sing his verse while hugging Namjoon from behind, poking Namjoon's cheek to try to get a smile out of him.

Namjoon didn't feel like smiling, but it was hard not to after Taehyung moved in front of him, overdoing the dance moves to try to make him laugh, making him smile despite how miserable he felt.

“Stop it, you're so weird.. go join the others. I'm fine.” Namjoon pushes him away, wanting him to worry about the performance, not him.

Taehyung follows his command, getting into formation avoiding the spot Namjoon was supposed to be standing as if he was standing there with them.

Looking at the empty space where he should be only made Namjoon’s heart ache more. I want to be with the others.. I don't belong sitting here..

Namjoon couldn't look towards the others when his part came, opting to choose a camera to focus his gaze on. He could feel the stinging of tears trying to form, but he held them in until his part was finished, the camera panning away from him to move to the others.

Just wait until we get off the stage..

Namjoon took a deep breath, pushing his emotions down deep into the pit of his stomach when he hears the voices of his members getting closer to him. There's just one more minute in the song..

Namjoon keeps his eyes closed, trying to keep his tears at bay. The song ends with the crowd cheering louder than he ever heard all night,opening his eyes to see why, jumping when he sees the members closing in on him, putting him in the center of a group hug.

“You have no reason to cry Namjoon-ah. It's okay.. you did your best today.. you don't need to feel bad about anything.” Jin whispers to him.

“I'm sorry Hyung. I can't help it.. I'm just so frustrated with myself..” Namjoon let Jungkook pull him onto his back, burying his face in the maknae’s back.

“It's okay Hyung. We'll get you back on your feet as soon as possible.” Jungkook promises, holding Namjoons legs still so they don't sway when he walks down the steps.

The members line up behind Jungkook following behind like ducklings. They would usually stay a little longer, but their top priority was to get Namjoon to an emergency room as soon as possible.

"Kim Namjoon Kim Namjoon!" The crowd had been cheering for him since the song ended.

I don't deserve your praise.. I've been nothing but a burden today..

Namjoon picks up his head, forcing a smile, giving them a finger heart despite how miserable he felt.

The security staff quickly fell into place to protect the boys on the way out, escorting them to their vehicles. Jungkook gently places Namjoon in the car.

The others climb in, Jin going next to Namjoon and hugging him close. “Namjoon-Ah does it hurt too much?” He asks softly, wiping the tears from Namjoon’s cheeks.

“It's..it's not that..it's just.. we were going to sh..shoot a music video while we were in the America.. because of me.. we..we won't be able to..” Namjoon sniffles, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Hey, hey, don't worry about that Namjoon-ah, you getting better is our top priority..we can always reschedule or choose a new location. We'll figure something out.” Jin rubs the back of Namjoon's neck, trying to massage the tension away.

Namjoon shakes his head. “It's not..it's not okay.. I should've been more careful..I should've stopped as..as soon as..”

“Shh..Namjoon.” Jin puts a finger by his lips, silencing Namjoon. “What's done is done. Regretting it won't do any good. All you can do is learn from your mistakes and move forward.”

Namjoon nods, leaning into Jin, his breath coming in shaky and weak, coughing. “I'm sor..sorry everyone..”

Jin hugs Namjoon to his chest, kissing the top of his head. “My poor Joon-ah..let Hyung handle things, you just rest.” He's been stressing for the past two months about the new album we've been working on, pulling all nighters to work on music.. this was just his breaking point.. my poor baby..

Namjoon nods, squeezing Jin closely. He stayed quiet the rest of the way to the hospital, letting Jin gently stroke his back as he let out all the emotions he was trying so hard to keep at bay.

“The doctor said it's only a tiny tear, and as long as you rest it, you'll make a full recovery in 8 weeks.. it's okay, Namjoon-ah..” Hoseok tries to comfort Namjoon, gently adding a cold compress to his foot to try to help reduce the swelling.

“But I can't dance Hoba.. I can't dance and our new album is due to come out this quarter..” Namjoon says softly, wincing when the numbing chill hits him.

“I know, I know, but you'll still be able to sing with us..and who knows? You might heal faster than the doctor predicted..” Hoseok tried to stay positive, trying to cheer up his fellow 94er. He hadn't left Namjoon's hotel room since they left the hospital, being sure to fulfill every single need Namjoon needed to help keep him off his injured leg.

“Maybe..” Namjoon sighs, hearing a knock on the door. “Huh? Who is it?’ He goes to answer without thinking, groaning when he moves his bad leg.

“Namjoon-ah no. I'll get it. You stay put. I told you, no moving unless it's to use the bathroom.”Hoseok scolds him, going to the door and peeking through the hole, opening it when he sees his members standing in the hallway.

“What's everyone doing here? I thought you'd be in bed.." Namjoon knew he would be asleep if it weren't for the headache his crying caused, still feeling jet lagged from their long flight.

“We thought we could all eat together in Namjoonie hyung's room.” Jimin explains, holding up a bag of food. "Are you hungry, Hyung? We haven't eaten since this morning.."

“We all ordered from a different place so we can have a good variety of food.” Jungkook says with a smile. “Do you think Namjoonie hyung will be okay with it? We can always go to Jinnie-hyungs room.”

"Yeah, I'd love to eat with everyone.." Namjoon answers despite the fact he had no appetite. I just want to be with everyone, but I was embarrassed to ask Hoseok to stay..

The boys set up their food on the coffee table, Namjoon feeling the love of his teammates when he realizes that they got his favorite foods.

"Thanks everyone..I love you guys.." Namjoon smiles a real smile for the first time since black swan. "I promise I'll be careful next time.."

#bts #bts fanfic #bts injury #bts boys #bts taehyung #bts jhope #bts namjoon #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts comfort #bts rm #bts whump #bts yoongi #bts jin #bts hurt/comfort #bts joon

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crystalsnow95z · 4 months

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Part 2 of this story..

Tw: brief hospital scene, slight vomit

It doesn't matter how I bad i feel.. Taehyung is more important..

Yoongi returned to the bed room, gently pushing up Taehyung's shirt so he could slide the wet cloth over his fevered body. Taehyung flinched when it touched his skin,but didn't wake.

"Da*n.. the cloth is already getting hot.." Yoongi whispers, hands trembling as he dips the cloth back into the water to cool it.

"Hyung, Hyung let me do it.." Namjoon tries to take the cloth, but Yoongi quickly pulls away, making the washcloth drip onto the table.

"No. I got it.." Yoongi says irritably, quickly softening his tone when he hears it. "I got it. You should go find something to eat. You haven't eaten today.."

"You haven't either Hyung." Namjoon retorts. "You don't look well hyung.. I think you should take a break.." he reaches to touch Yoongi's forehead, but Yoongi pulls away.

"I'm not hungry." Yoongi rewets the rag,moving the end of the bed to wet Taehyung's legs, jumping when Taehyung starts coughing again.

"If he gets any worse we'll need to take him to a hospital.." Namjoon says softly, brushing hair from Taehyung's cheek.

"I'll take care of him.. I don't want him panicking if he wakes up and none of us are there.." Yoongi gently rubs the cloth over the bottom of Taehyung’s foot. They say if your feet are cold you'll feel cold.. maybe it'll work to soothe his fever..

Taehyung whimpers in his sleep, Yoongi pulling away in case he is the cause, tensing when he continues to shake even after he stops. "Is he having another bad dream?"

"I don't think he's gonna get much sleep until we get his fever down. I don't think it's a nightmare though. His heart isn't going up.." Namjoon gently scratches Taehyung's back, trying to comfort him.

Taehyung clings to Namjoon, trying to get warmth from his leader. Namjoon pulls Taehyung close to him, brushing his bangs from his face. "I got Tae for now. You go eat. Okay? You're older, so you should eat first. You can come back after.."

Yoongi doesn't respond to Namjoon's words, pursing his lips together with his eyes closed tightly. He didn't believe Namjoon. It's not my fault he's sick, but it's my fault it's gotten this bad. He's so uncomfortable he can't even rest well..

"Hyung..Taehyungie wouldn't want you stressing yourself out over this. He loves you, you know? We all do. Don't be so hard on yourself." Namjoon says softly, poking Yoongi's side with his toes. "Hyung, please relax.."

"Let me do this, okay? I'll eat when his fever goes down. I won't be able to stomach anything like this.. please Joon." Yoongi pleads softly, looking into Namjoon's eyes.

Namjoon sighs. He's not going to back down. I know that look.. "Alright.. I'll go eat then come back." He leaves the room, letting Yoongi take his spot by Taehyung's side.

Yoongi takes a shaky breath, closing his eyes tightly. I don't deserve your love.. His heart raced in his chest, pounding in his ears. Taehyung's coughing in his sleep was the last straw, breaking the wall he was trying so hard to keep up.

Yoongi puts the cloth back into the bowl, wrapping around Taehyung's body, burying his face in his back as the tears flow down his cheeks. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry Tae..I s..sh..shou..ve..been a..g..go..good hy..ng..I..i.." his voice breaks into a sob, unable to get the letters to form on his lips.

Yoongi's chest ached as his heart throbbed in his chest, his breath coming out as short shaky gasps. Even with his eyes closed tight, he could feel the dark haze wash over him, making him dizzy and sick to his stomach. "I'm s.s..so..rr..rey.." he sobs in a low whisper.

Taehyung places his hands on Yoongi's arms, blinking slowly in confusion when he feels the tight grip around his body, hearing the agony in Yoongi's voice. Hyung is crying? Why? Please don't... don't cry..

Taehyung wanted to comfort him, but he could hardly get a breath in between the chest rattling coughs, giving him no chance to get any words out.

I have to stop.. I have to calm Hyungie.. he's.. he's really scared.. he's scared.. because of me..

Taehyung leans into Yoongi's chest, nuzzling underneath his chin to try to comfort him, but the Deagu rapper doesn't react to it. Yoongi was hardly breathing, his anxiety drowning him.

Taehyung bites back the urge to cough, forcing his voice to come."No..no scare..no scare.." he tried speaking, but his voice came out as a raspy whisper. "M..m..kay..I'm...kay.."

Yoongi hardly recognized Taehyung's voice as his, sounding young and vulnerable. Sh*t.. I woke him up.. I need to calm down.. I'm just going to make him worry..

"I'm o.. okayTae.." Yoongi pants, trying to slow his breath. His head was spinning, the blood pounding in his ears and his chest.."It's okay..it's okay.." he was telling himself as much as Taehyung, biting back a sob.

"Cry.. Cry don't.." Taehyung pleads when he hears Yoongi sniffling, trying to get his eyes to focus on his caretaker. "Hyung.. hyung.." His voice comes out as a desperate whimper, trying to think of something that could stop the tears from flowing down Yoongi's cheeks.

Yoongi forces himself to take deep breaths, trying to slow his breathing. Why can't I do anything right today? All I've done is make Tae feel worse...

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry..I'll..I'll stop.. jus..just.." Yoongi coughs, struggling to catch his breath. He squeezes his eyes shut, pursing his lips together.

Taehyung moves to face Yoongi, letting out a soft whimper when his muscles scream in protest, his fever making every movement hurt. He wipes Yoongi's cheek with a shaky hand, nuzzling underneath his neck once more. "Please..please.." He whispers, coughing after.

Yoongi holds Taehyung close, feeling his body trembling in his arms, his breath coming out as little coughs. "Are..are you okay? Can you breathe, okay?"He asks in a soft, worried tone loosening his grip on the ailing vocalist. "Ah..Sh*t.. Tae...?"

"Frozen.." Taehyung murmurs cuddling back into Yoongi's chest, unaware of how hot his body was. He buried his face in Yoongi's chest coughing hard, squeezing Yoongi's arm. "Hyung.."

"I know baby, I know.. we..We need to d..do some..thing about your fever.. do you think you can sit up and take some medicine for me?" Yoongi takes a deep breath, focusing all his energy on getting Taehyung's fever down. I need to pull myself together..I don't have time to feel sorry for myself.. whats done is done..

"Spin..spinny..sick..spinny.." Taehyung tries to think of the correct words to explain how every time he opened his eyes, a nauseating wave of dizziness crashed over him, making him afraid to open them. He didn't want to get sick. Not again. "Yoon..Yoon no..do.."

"Taehyungie.." Yoongi whispers his name, gently pushing him away. He didn't want to make him move, but he had no choice. It's almost insufferable to lay with him, and he can hardly speak.. I need to get some medicine in him.

"No..no..stay.." Taehyung tries to move closer to Yoongi, shivering violently.

"I'm staying here Tae, its okay, I'm right here okay?" Yoongi puts his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, reaching for the medicine bottle. "We need to try. It's okay if you throw it up.. its okay if you throw up before too.. we just need to at least attempt to get some medicine in you, your fever is getting out of control baby.. we need to bring it down.."

Taehyung doesn't answer him, making Yoongi's blood run cold. "Taehyung?" He freezes when he realizes that Taehyung hasn't been actually answering him. He's not processing what I'm saying.

Yoongi gently sits up Taehyung, tensing up when he hears him moan in pain. "I know.. I know.. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.."

Taehyungs stomach lurched, gagging up nothing foamy liquid, clamping his hand over his mouth with a desperate whine. Yoongi quickly grabs the trash bin, moving behind Taehyung to support him.

"Hoba! Namjoon-Ah! Seokjin-hyung..! Jimin-ah!" He calls for everyone one by one until someone answers him. Namjoon and Jin rush in the room when he hears the panick in Yoongi's voice.

"Fu*k.. Taehyungie.." Namjoon sits on the bed next to him, rubbing Taehyung's back, eyes widening when he feels the heat coming off him before he even touched him.

"We need to get him to a hospital.." Jin sits on the other side of him, dialing on his phone with shaky hands. "His fever is way too high.."

Yoongi paces in the hallway by the waiting room. He didn't care about the people filming him and taking photos. All he cared about was the doctor returning to tell him Taehyung was okay.

Please, please let him be okay..

Yoongi wasn't religious, but since they entered the hospital an hour ago, he continued to desperately pray for Taehyung to recover.

"Hyung, you look really pale.. I think you should sit down and drink some water.." Namjoon tries to stop Yoongi, grabbing him by his shoulders.

"I'll sit after I see Taehyungie." Yoongi pulls away from Namjoon, stumbling forward when a wave of dizziness hits him. No.. no I can't be sick now.. they have enough to worry about..

"Woah, Hyung.. be careful.." Namjoon hugs him, letting Yoongi lean against him. "I think you're running a fever.. you're hot Yoongi.."

"I don't care.. I'll be fine.. I just need some fever reducers.. it's fine.." Yoongi's body doesn't agree with his words, the vertigo not fading, his knees buckling underneath him.

Namjoon helps him to his knees safely. "You need to see a doctor.. You might have caught what Tae has.."

"No.. no I'm..I'm just stressed. I'll feel better after seeing Taehyung.." Yoongi hears the sound of footsteps approaching, turning his head towards the sound, trying to stand when he sees the doctor.

"Taehyung-sii is stable.. the medicine worked to bring his fever down. He'll make a full recovery in a week tops." The doctor gives a reassuring smile.

Yoongi falls to his knees, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Woah hyung are you okay?" Namjoon kneels next to him.

"Taehyungie will be okay.. that's all that matters.." Yoongi finally let's himself relax, leaning against Namjoon.

"No, getting you okay matters too.. Doctor, could you please look at my friend here as well...?" Namjoon asks, finally touching Yoongi's forehead. "He's running a fever as well.."

(This is what was cut from the original part. It was written to continue with Yoongi, but I haven't had the time to add onto it.)

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crystalsnow95z · 4 months

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My ideia is when Jjangu ( Jin dog ) die the member comforts him I forgot to say This part It makes him cry a lot

I'm Only guessing this is the correct day he got the news, and if I'm wrong please forgive me.. it just seems most likely after hours of looking.

“Army have you eaten?” Yoongi asks the crowd, who answers with no, making him frown. They were chatting with fans before preforming.

“Did you eat breakfast?” Jin asks hoping the fans ate at least something before coming to meet them.

The crowd asks if he ate.

“Yeah I ate already.” Jin replies

"We had Kimbap heaven.” Yoongi informs the crowd.

“You need to eat to survive.” Jin tells the crowd in a slight pout.

“What would you like to eat?” Taehyung asks.

The crowd start yelling different things, the members trying to listen in to what they were saying.

Jungkook's eyes grow wide as he tries to pick up their words. “Chicken fried rice?” He asks with confusion making army giggle.

“Jungkookie will treat you!” Taehyung teasingly promises the crowd, making the members giggle, Jin wrapping his arm around Jungkook.

“Jungkook-Ah please sing go go.” Jin asks with a smile when Jungkook

“Spend spend spend~” Hoseok starts singing to help encourage him to not be shy about it, Jungkook joining in, dancing along.

Yolo Yolo Yolo.” Jungkook sings with a big shy smile.

“What should we do if army really wants to eat hamburgers?” Hoseok goes right back on the topic of food, trying to save Jungkook from feeling shy.

The members go to tease Jungkook about him paying again, but the mankae volunteers before they could say anything past his name.

“If that's the case? When will this happen?” Jin asks,putting his arm on Jungkook who looks flustered by the question.

“when an opportunity comes..” jungkook says with flushed cheeks when he hears the crowd cheering for him.

“Hyung! Aren't you going to go to jungle?” Hoseok saves Jungkook from the spot light, changing the attention to Jin, promoting the variety show Jin went to.

“Where?” Jin asks clearly knowing what he meant, by his reddened ears.

“You're not going to the jungle this time?” Hoseok asks again.

“It's the first time in my life i saw someone like the jungle so much.” Yoongi chuckles.

“Jin hyung really liked the jungle.” Hoseok agrees, giggling the words.

“Our Jin hyung is law of the jungle~” Jungkook starts singing to the tune of DNA, the others joining in.

“It's Byung man's law~” Jin sings with a smile.

“It was a lot of fun. I enjoyed it.” Jin admits with a shy smile.

“You really liked it? You should go on variety shows more often then.” Jungkook suggests, wanting Jin to enjoy himself.

“It's too tiring, so I decided not to go.” Jin turns down the offer, knowing his limits.

“very good.” Hoseok giggles, shaking his hand and pulling him to give him a friendly shoulder bump.

Jin quickly looks for a new target to tease, choosing Jimin. “Jimin-sii Why is your hair so curly today?”

Jimin acts cute, pretending to question why himself.

“Its very…hold on..” Jin looks more closely, smiling when he sees Jimins parted bangs make a heart shape. “Can a camera zoom in just a little? Isn't his hair making a little heart?” he gestures to Jimins bangs pulling him close to him. “This is a heart for army. He backs up to get a better look, reaching to touch them.

Jimin blushes at all the attention, pushing Jin's hand away when he tries to touch them some more.

“Since Jin hyung said it it's even funnier.” Jungkook smiles.

“Why? Why? Can't I say something romantic?” Jin continues to tease.

“It's just like going back to ‘jungle.’ “ Namjoon tries helping to explain.

“I don't know about other people,but when hyung says it, it sounds like a joke..” jimin says.

“What? What do you mean? I'm being very earnest!” Jin argues with a pout, making Jimin laugh.

“That's why on stage you shouldn't mention things like going on Law of the Jungle.” Namjoon tells him.

“I said I wasn't going!” Jin dramatically pout, then changes to a serious tone. “When I'm serious, I'm a very sincere person.”

Jimin laughs at his reaction, falling forward a bit.

The seven boys were having fun just chatting with army unaware about the tragedy that was about to unfold later that day.

Jjangu passed away..

Jin looked at his phone screen in disbelief, reading the text a second time, then a third just to be sure he was seeing it correctly. He could feel the hard lump forming in his throat, his eyes stinging with tears. His whole body tensed up, his heart sinking into his stomach. No..no.. he can't be gone..

“Jjangu..” The name comes out as a soft whimper, just hearing his name from his own lips causing tears to pool down his cheeks.

Jjangu was a maltese him and his family rescued and nursed back to health when he was still a young teenager. Jin buries his face in his hands, sobbing into them. I didn't even get a chance to say a proper goodbye.. Are my parents okay? Were my parents home when it happened?

Jin's heart shatters at the thought wondering if anyone was with him in his last moments or if he died alone, his knees going weak, legs collapsing from underneath him.

“Hyung? Are you okay?” Jimin rushes over when he sees Jin on the ground, face completely hidden by his knees that he pulled to his chest.

“Jim..jim..jiminie..” Jin picks up his head, tears streaming down his cheeks like waterfalls.

“Aiigo, hyung.. what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Jimin uses this thumbs to try to dry his tears, but new tears keep forming. I've never seen him this upset before.. he's hardly breathing..

Jin tries to speak to Jimin, to tell him the news of his beloved childhood pet, but he couldn't get a breath in. “J-J..J…” he stumbles over the letter, but his voice breaks into another sob, burying his face in Jimin's shirt. “Jjj..a..h.. hes..hg..g…ne..”

“Hyung..hyung you need to calm down.. I have no idea what you're saying. Please take a deep breath.. hyung you're hyperventilating..” Jimin tries to keep himself calm,his heart thumping hard in his chest to see Jin so broken up, unsure how to help him when he didn't even know why he was so upset.

Jimin continues to try to calm down but the tears wouldn't stop. “Hyung..Hyung please.. don't cry.. you're breaking my heart.. it's okay.. we can figure this out.."

Yoongi rushed over, sensing something was wrong, running to them when he noticed Jimin and Jin were on the floor, Jin clinging to Jimin for dear life, Jin's body being shaken by his coughing. Yoongi kneels on the other side of Jin. “Why? Why are you crying? What's wrong?” His voice is in full of concern, rubbing Jin's back in an attempt to help his coughing.

Jin sniffles, coughing on the deep breath he tries to take, Jimin running his hand up and down Jin's broad back. He tries to take another deep breath, forcing the words out.“My Jjangu..” Jin says in a high-pitched whimper.

“Oh Hyung.. I'm so sorry..” Jimin understood, hugging Jin closer to him. Jjangu was getting old, the Maltese not even able to see anymore. Something had to have happened. “I'm sorry.. Is he..?"

Jin nods, unable to say the words out loud.

This is such bad timing..I wish he found out later after the show so he had the privacy to grieve in peace..plus we have another song to perform..

Yoongi wanted to help, but all he could do was watch him bawling into Jimin's shoulder. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything to change the fact Jjangu was gone.."I'll go get you some water, and once Namjoon is done with the interview, we can talk about what we'll do about Mic drop.” he quickly moves to get water, motioning to Namjoon when he walks near him.

Jin's stomach churned, closing his eyes tightly to try to stop the tears. That's right.. I still have another show to perform. I need to get a hold of myself.. this isn't the time..

Namjoon looks over to the other members, motioning Yoongi to take over the interview, bowing to the camera to wait a minute.

Yoongi nods, bringing the water to Jin. “Ah. Taehyungie.. help me..I don't know what to say..” he says shyly, not wanting to do it alone.

“Of course Hyung.” Taehyung pulls Yoongi to the steps to do the interview, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He felt more at ease with Taehyung, his random thoughts great for lightening up the heavy atmosphere.

Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook go over to Jin. “Jimin what happened?” Namjoon asks, sitting in front of Jin.

“Jjangu passed away..” Jimin tells the others, cursing himself for saying it so loudly when he feels Jin hold him tighter, whimpering softly adding salt to the open wound. “Ah, I'm sorry hyung.”

Jin shakes his head looking up at them and sniffling trying to stop the snot from dripping down his nose.“N-no..th..they..they needed t..to know..” his voice comes out nasally and weak.

“Poor hyung..that's awful..” Jungkook feels his the pull on his heart strings, making him feel like a guitar with the strings strung too tightly, about to burst with the simplest touch. I can't cry.. I need to be strong for hyungie, if we cry he'll only feel worse..

“Oh Hyung..I'm sorry.. I knew how special he is to you..” Hoseok frowns, thinking about his own beloved pet, pushing his own emotions down. “Will you be okay? Do you want to wait back stage when we go on?”

“No..I. i..don't w-want to let Ar-army down..” Jin wipes his face,sniffling. “I..i..can do it..it..it's not the..the same w..without seven..”

“But hyung..you're not even able to stop crying..” Namjoon frets over Jin, dabbing his sleeve on Jin's swollen eyes.

“I..I just need..a little time..” Jin sniffles, leaning into Namjoon's touch.

Jimin opens the water bottle for Jin. “Here, you need to at least drink a little..”

Jin let's Jimin help him drink, taking in a few mouthfuls of water before pushing it away, the water feeling like a Boulder weighing down his stomach, wiping away his tears again.

“I don't k-know if I can..can stop..” Jin says in a shaky breathless whisper.

Jimin notices the two Deagu boys were finished the camera looking for him and Jin to interview, quickly rushing over to buy a little more time for Jin.

Yoongi and Taehyung go back by Jin.

“Hyung.. hyung what if we skip rehearsal and just do a perfect shot the first time? Then we can leave and mourn together.”Namjoon offers, knowing full well every member would agree to this without talking it through.

“Just.. just one run through?” Jin asks hopefully, wanting to perform and get it over with.

“Yeah, we've practiced it so many times already, we can do it perfectly in one go. I promise. Don't you worry. We can do anything we set our minds to.” Hoseok promises, looking at the other members to back him up.

“For you, I'll do it perfect. I promise.” Taehyung holds out his pinkie with a sad smile, that fades quickly when Jin takes it with a shaky hand.

“Alright.. I'll do it..” Jin says, drying his eyes one last time, pushing his emotions deep into his stomach. They believe in me.. so I just have to trust them..

Everyone except Jin goes on stage, still trying to calm himself enough to go on stage in front of army. Jungkook says the first thing to come to mind.

“Fishermen.”

Hoseok plays along, pretending to reel in a fish.

Jin takes another deep breath, staff touching up his make up while he listens to the other members messing around on stage to cover for him. The medicine he took for his headache hasn't kicked in yet, but he knew they could only buy him so much time.

I can do this.. Taehyung performed when he got the news about his grandmother.. it wouldn't be fair to him if I sat on the sidelines.. especially since this isn't a tour, it's just one song..

Jin rubs his stomach, trying to ease the knots inside. He was happy to eat earlier, but now his meal felt heavy in his stomach.

“Are you okay Seokjin-sii?” Staff asks him.

“Yes. I'm fine..”Jin wanted to smile to reassure him, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He took another deep breath, trying to keep his emotions buried deep down, walking onto the stage.

As soon as Jin steps on stage the boys stop their small talk.

“Everyone Mic Drop are you ready?” Hoseok asks the crowd. “Let's start!”

The members quickly get into position, the music starting. Jin already felt like he was sweating underneath the stage lights, feeling dizzy. He tried to hydrate himself properly, but he ended up crying once more when he saw how stressed his members were because of him. When he tried to drink water again he couldn't get more than a few sips before it made him nauseous.

It's less than five minutes, I can do this.. everyone is trying their hardest to do this perfectly for me, I can't be the one to mess this up.

Jin could get the choreography down, but he couldn't get his facial expressions to change. I can hardly keep myself from crying..what am I going to do when my part comes? I can hardly keep my breath under control.

Jin takes a deep breath when he hears Jimin, singing his part right after. He could hear it in his voice that he was giving it his all. They're putting all their energy in this one shoot.. I won't be the one to mess it up..

Jin pushes through the song, biting back his emotions, but he knew when the camera zoomed in on him that his puffy bloodshot eyes would show.

I won't cry.. I won't cry..

He kept repeating in his mind until he heard the song end, hardly remembering to say goodbye to the crowd before getting off the stage, feeling all his emotions washing over him once more when he was away from the stage.. away from all the cameras.

I did it..

Jin rushed to the room they used to change, going to the corner of the room, pulling out his phone to look at the last picture his parents sent of his beloved Jjangu, his eyes blurring with tears.

“hyung..” Hoseok enters the room everyone except for Namjoon rushing to gather around Jin.“hyung it's okay.. it's okay you don't have to cry all alone..we're here..”

Jin reaches for the closest member, hugging Hoseok, burying his face into his shoulder. “Oh Hoba..he's gone…he's..he's gone..” he sniffles, his voice coming out higher than usual.

“I know hyung.. I know..” Hoseok kisses the top of his head. “My poor Hyungie.. I don't think I'd be able to do what you did if I got that news about Mickey..you did so good.. now just let us take care of you..”

“Hyung..hyung just remember..he's not suffering anymore now.. he can start a new life.. where he can see again and make new good memories.” Taehyung tries to comfort him, rubbing his hand on the back of Jin's neck.

Jin nods, unable to get any words out. His breath came out as little gasps, clenching Hoseok's shirt as another wave of nausea hit him,making him feel dizzy. He started coughing, trying to catch his breath.

“Hyung..Seokjin..Seokjinnie-hyung try to take deep breaths, if you get too worked up you'll throw up..” Yoongi warns him, gently sitting him up from burying his face.

Jin sniffles,coughing on the mucus that pooled in his throat, pointing to a waste bin. Jungkook quickly fetches it for him, putting it on the floor for Jin to spit in.

“are you okay? Are you going to be sick?” Jungkook asks with concern, his eyes widening.

“i..i..don't think so..my..my stomach hurts, but not..not like that..” Jin tries to communicate with his members to try to calm them, but it hurt to talk,a phlegm filled cough coming out in between words. It feels like someone's pressing on my throat, it's hard to breathe..

“Do you want some water?” Jimin asks, ready to jump to his feet.

Jin shakes his head.“Where's…where's Namjoon?”

“he had to deal with the cameras.. he should catch up soon..” Yoongi answers him. “don't worry..”

“I'm sorry..we didn't do a..a proper go..goodbye..” Jin says softly, more tears forming.

“that's not important. We talked with army plenty today. I'm sure they'll understand. All that matters is you..” Hoseok says sincerely, the others agreeing.

Namjoon enters the room, rushing over to Jin. “It's all taken care of. Once we get changed we're ready to go home.”

“could..could..I stay like..this a..a..l..lit..”

“Sure hyung. I'll stay as long as you need..” Yoongi says, holding Jin a little closer, staying like that until the tears finally stopped, the oldest member crying himself to sleep.

#bts jin #bts #bts boys #bts fanfic #bts angst #bts taehyung #bts jhope #bts namjoon #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts yoongi #bts cry

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crystalsnow95z · 4 months

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Give me a V so sick with something like a mix bronchitis and the flu, getting so sick can't even sit up on his own. It starts with just a cough during practice or during filming, that keeps getting worse until he eventually throws up on either caretaker Yoongi or Namjoon your choice. His fever is so high his sentences don't even make sense anymore by the end of it and he's very clingy because to him he's freezing.

I want someone to snap at him accidently from the worry he puts them through because they fell for his acting.. sorry English is not my first language. I hope it makes sense.

I'll try my best to try to match the prompt. I'm sorry it took so long.. my emotions are all over the place and I can't seem to write anything I like..

"Jimin you're moving too fast." Hoseok scolds him while they watch the replay of their practice. "And Jinnie-hyung, you didn't get in your spot for the second verse in time.. we'll have to try again.."

"I'm sorry Hyung." Jimin bows, panting softly. "Could you show me again?"

"Me too, I got confused on where it was.. can you show me again?" Jin asks, wanting to fix his mistakes.

Taehyung clears his throat to speak, his heart racing to even ask."Please, hyung.. I'm so tired.. can we do it.. tomorrow morning?" He asks softly, breathing heavily from exhaustion. He wasn't feeling well all day, but he didn’t want to miss practice. Not on the first day of a new choreography. They've been practicing for hours, and he knew everyone was tired too but he was at his limit. I just need a few minutes to rest..

"We almost got it.. we just need to work on timing. Just one more time, okay Taehyungie? I know how you feel.." Hoseok felt exhausted too, but they had a tight schedule of photoshoots, music videos,an award show, and they still needed to record for Run BTS. They couldn't afford to slow down.

"Just a quick water break, then? My throat is so scratchy.. I..i think I'm getting a cold.." Taehyung goes to get water before Hoseok gives an answer, coughing into his elbow.

"Okay, a few minutes of rest." Hoseok's heart twinges with guilt when he heard the low pitched coughing, rubbing Taehyung's back until they die down. Why didn't he say anything earlier about feeling sick? I would've been softer on him..

Everyone else follows suit, getting water to try to regain at least a little bit of their energy back. Yoongi goes up to Hobi, offering him water. “Here Hobi.. you should drink too..”

"Thanks, hyung."Hoseok takes a drink, surprised when he feels Yoongi pulling him away from Taehyung, going out of earshot of the vocalist.

"Taehyungie isn't the one messing up, and he's looking pale. I think you should let him sit it out, i don't want him getting worse before the MMAs." Yoongi speaks up on Taehyung's behalf, seeing him leaning against the mirror out of the corner of his eye.

Hoseok follows his gaze, seeing Jimin approaching his fellow 95er, offering him a towel to wipe off the sweat after he was stolen away. "Namjoon-ah!" He calls to the leader, not wanting to overstep his place. He led dance practice, but he didn't feel comfortable deciding without Namjoon.

"What's up Hoba?" Namjoon goes up to the two, sitting on the floor next to Hoseok.

"Yoongi-hyung thinks Taehyung should sit out practice. I wanted to know what you think about the matter. You're sharing a room with him.. what do you think?”

"He went to bed early last night. I asked if he was okay, he said he was, that he just had a headache and a scratchy throat from the recording sessions and that he was tired from the new diet he started a few days ago..." Namjoon explained what he knew about his roommates condition, looking at Taehyung. “If you think he shouldn't continue practice I trust you'll do what's best for the team..”

Hoseok looked over at Taehyung and Jimin, watching Jimin baby his soulmate. Jimin was letting Taehyung lay his head in his lap, gently rubbing a towel over Taehyung's wet hair. "You're getting my lap wet. Be sure to dry your hair properly before we go home okay?”

Taehyung nods sleepily. “Okay Minnie..I'll probably take a shower. I feel gross..” he says softly, coughing into his fist.

"I think he should sit out the rest of practice then. I think he'll be fine, just watching for now. I don't want to risk him getting worse when we have so much to do.." Namjoon agrees with Yoongi. Even it could be just him overreacting to a cold.

"Alright! Let's start from the top without V-sii..." Hoseok gets to his feet, Taehyung moving off Jimin so he could get up.

Jimin takes off his jacket, putting it on the floor for Taehyung."Here, lay on this if you want to lay down. The floor is a bit cold.”

Taehyung nods, spreading it out and curling up on top of it, watching the others gather together in the center, leaving his spot open. He tries to watch them practice, but it wasn't long before the ailing vocalist was asleep.

Namjoon wakes up to his alarm groaning as he stretches out on his bed. It felt like he only just fell asleep. He came in from his studio early in the morning, trying to fix the hook to the new song he was working on.

Namjoon jumps when he hears Taehyung coughing, relaxing when he finds the source of the sound, quickly turning to worry."Taehyung-Ah are you okay?" He rushes to the side of the younger member when he continues coughing instead of answering, quickly sitting him up. "Taehyung..”

"I'm..I'm okay.." Taehyung says in between coughs, gasping for air. Namjoon runs his hand across his back until the coughing stops, gently propping him against the wall. "Thanks Hyung.."

"You're cough got worse Tae.." Namjoon says sympathetically, placing his hand on Taehyung's cheek. "You feel a bit warm. I don't think you should film today, you should rest."

"No, no I'll be okay. I just need to take medicine.. it's nothing." Taehyung pouts, not wanting to miss run BTS. "I'm okay.." he repeats softly, giving Namjoon his puppy dog pout."I can do it."

Namjoon sighs, struggling to say no. "Stay here. I'll go get you some water and medicine, but if it doesn't get better in a couple hours you have to sit it out.. we have a music video to film on Tuesday.." Namjoon gets up, quickly leaving the room to the medicine cabinet, pulling out the thermometer and cough medicine.

I don't want to sit at home alone while everyone else films.. I have to convince Namjoonie-hyung I'm okay..

Taehyung forces himself to sit up, drinking some water to try to make him look better than he actually felt when Namjoon returns.

I could deal with the sniffles, but now it feels like his chest was filled with water, making it hard to breathe. It's just a bit of a chest cold...i can handle this..

Namjoon comes back into the room with the medicine, lulled into a sense of false security when he sees Taehyung was up on his own.

“Here Tae, I found some cough medicine and some pain killers.” Namjoon gives him the pill bottle while be pours the liquid into the measuring cup, but Taehyung struggled to get it with his trembling hands.

“You okay Tae?” Namjoon frowns when he notices Taehyung losing his patience with the bottle. “Here, switch with me. I'll get it.”

Taehyung pouts when he watches Namjoon open it in seconds, not realizing he wasn't a twist, that he had to line it up the arrows and pop it open. He just wanted the pain to stop.

Taehyung takes the shot of medicine, coughing on the bitter taste while Namjoon shakes out two pills for him.

“Thanks Hyung..” Taehyung sniffles, popping the pills into his mouth and washing them down with water. “I'm sorry if I kept you up..”

“You didn't. I slept fine, don't worry about that..” Namjoon reassures him.“I'll pick you an outfit today. You go shower. It should help your sinuses.” Namjoon orders gently, hearing Taehyung's uneven breathing.

“It's okay I can do it on my own.. I'm worried on what you might choose..” Taehyung tries to sound playful, but a cough takes away any chances of it working.

“Hey, if you don't like my style stop stealing my clothes you punk.” Namjoon plays along, smiling when Taehyung gives him a smile.

“But your jacket is so comfy..” Taehyung retrieves the “borrowed” jacket from the suitcase he never fully unpacked from their last trip, quickly throwing together an outfit of sweats and a plain shirt.

“You can wear it today, but you got to give it back. Okay?”

Taehyung let's out a small hum in response, going to the bathroom where Jungkook was washing his face with Hoseok.

“Good morning Hyungie, did you sleep well?” Jungkook greets him warmly.

“Are you feeling any better Taetae?” Hoseok asks, looking him over. He could see that the red tinge at the rip of his nose and that his face was drained of his usual honey color he had in the summer months.

“yeah, yeah I just got a bit of a cold.. I'll be okay..Namjoonie-hyung got me some medicine already.. I was going to take a hot.. shower to try to clear my sinuses a bit.” Taehyung says suppressing another cough. He tried to sound nonchalant, but both boys could hear him having to pause in-between sentences to breathe.

“You don't sound okay..” Jungkook frets, rubbing the back of Taehyung’s neck, feeling the tension.“I'll get the water ready for you.”

Taehyung strips while Jungkook adjusts the water to be steamy, but to not burn his ailing hyung. “Thanks Kook-ah..”he smiles, undressing to get in the water.

Taehyung is looking really thin. Was he that small last week? Hoseok searches for his phone, looking through his photos, finding the photo he was looking for.

He took a photo of Jimin and Taehyung during the last run bts episode, and Hoseok was right, even with his soaked shirt clinging to his body Taehyung still looked bigger than he did now.

Taehyung got in breathing in the steam to try to ease the congestion, coughing up phlegm as quietly as possible. It feels like there's no end to it..

“Taehyungie don't take too long, you still need time to eat.” Hoseok warns him, his voice thick with worry at the sound of him coughing.

“I'm not really hungry Hyung, I'll eat later.” Taehyung's voice is nearly drowned out by the shower.

“Just try for hyung okay?” Hoseok asks, leaving with Jungkook when Taehyung agrees with a soft ‘okay’.

“what's up Hyung? You look like you're deep in thought.” Jungkook asks while Hoseok leads him go the kitchen to eat.

“Huh? Oh..no. it's nothing. I'm just worried if doing run bts will be too much for Taehyungie.” Hoseok keeps his discovery to himself, not wanting to draw anymore attention to Taehyung.

“I hope it's nothing physically taxing..” Jin agrees, giving a portion of rice to Hoseok and Jungkook.

“He seems to have more energy than yesterday, but his cough sounds worse..” Namjoon looks towards the bathroom, focusing to see if he could hear him coughing.

“It'll be fine, we'll just keep an eye on him. If someone thinks it's too much we'll make him stop. He'll pout but he'll get over it.” Yoongi calms his members with his quick solution.

Taehyung spends a little too long in the shower on purpose to avoid eating. The thought of eating made him feel queasy. The shower helped loosen the mucus, but it only changed his problem from being completely clogged to dripping down his face.

“Are you almost finished Tae?” Namjoon calls from the other side of the door.

“Yes.. sorry Hyung..” Taehyung replies, turning off the water and quickly drying off. “I just need to dry my hair and get dressed..”

“Alright, if you hurry you should be able to get a quick bite before we go.” Namjoon leaves Taehyung to finish getting ready, going to the other members.

“He wasn't asleep just quiet..” he informs the other members, going back to his cup of coffee.

“Maybe the steam and medicine really helped him.” Jimin says with a hopeful expression, but that wasn't the case.

Taehyung has just gotten really good at hiding it.

Taehyung tries to sniffle quietly, the cameras rolling as the seven of them pick teams. The challenge this week was soccer, being in theme with FIFA World Cup since their team made it to the finals.

“I got red.” Jimin says looking at his paper.

“Me to.” Taehyung smiles, hugging onto Jimin.

“Same here..” Yoongi says complaining softly when Taehyung pulls him close. “Agh, Taehyung don't grab me, don't grab me..”

Everyone else got on the blue team, except for Jin who got a purple mark. “Mines..purple?”

“I'll explain it. The matches will be four on four. We got a special guest. We will be doing a quiz to see who will be on the team with a professional player, the loser getting whoever got the purple card..”a staff member explains.

“Ah, that's what this is..wait, i'm a consolation prize?”Jin pouts.

“No, no. You'll be MC for the quiz. It's just the luck of the draw.” the director waves his arms, clearing the confusion.

Just my luck. All seven of us are playing.. I was hoping to be the MC and stay on the sidelines..

Taehyung tried to quietly cough while staff was explaining the rules. It was only a little past noon, but exhaustion was already hitting him hard, pursing his lips together as he yawned.

Namjoon went over to staff, whispering in their ear. “Can we just have our guest with Taehyungie's team? He's not feeling well and think he should have a handicap..”

“We need to do the quiz or the episode will be too short.. I'm sorry.” The director bows apologetically.

“No, no it’s okay. I have another idea..” Namjoon bows, returning to his team.

“What's Namjoon up to?” Jimin watched with curiosity when he sees Namjoon's worried expression and the staff apologizing.

“Probably telling them about Taehyungie.” Yoongi shrugs, watching Namjoon gather his team. Or he's planning to find a way to help Tae..

“I'm okay,it's just a bit of runny nose and cough. No big deal.” Taehyung gives them a smile, but they could still see the pain in his eyes and the congestion in his voice when he spoke.

“Please don't push it, Taetae, it doesn't matter if we win or not.. There's no penalty, just reward, and you're more important than a prize, so take it easy. Okay?” Jimin asks, pressing his palms together as he pleads, knowing how competitive he could get, especially against Jungkook.

“I promise I won't, don't worry o..” Taehyung feels the itch building in his throat, turning away from him covering his face with his arm the coughs he was holding back come all at once.

“Taehyung..” Jimin braces Taehyung when he starts to double over, helping him gently sit in the grass.

Yoongi rushes to get him water, the other four members moving past him towards Taehyung to check on him.

“Taehyung I don't think you-” Namjoon goes to cut him out of the game,but Taehyung shakes his head, spitting out the thick mucus that forced its way out onto the grass.

“I'm fine..I'm fine, I..just choked a bit..” Taehyung says in between deep breaths. “Please Hyung, I want to play..”

Yoongi returns with a water bottle, giving it to Taehyung and a few cough drops.

“It's nice outside today and can just be a goalie. I'll be okay, please.. I don't want to disappoint army..they are always so sad when someone's missing..” Taehyung begs, opening his eyes wider and tilting his head slightly, looking like a pouting puppy.

“Taehyung-ah..” Jin uses a stern tone, softening when he sees Taehyung's face drop, eyes threatening tears. Sh*t, he's at risk of getting worse either way.. he's just going to beat himself up about it if he doesn't play..

Jin sighs, rubbing Taehyung's shoulder. “Fine, you can play until we think you're at your limit, no arguing about it.”

Taehyung lights up again. “Thank you hyung!” He wraps around the oldest member, hugging him. “I'll take it easy. I swear.. I can do this..”

“Don't make me regret this..okay?” Jin hugs him back, rubbing his back.

“I can't wait to play with everyone!” Taehyung ignores Jin's comment, giving a bright smile. I won't let them down..

Jin gets the questions from staff, watching Taehyung closely as they go through the questions. Taehyung whispered an answer to Jimin,clearly avoiding yelling his name to be called on.

“Jimin! False!” He answers confidently, trusting Taehyung despite not knowing if it was the right answer.

“correct!” Jin confirms, quickly getting to the next question. He wanted to get through the episode as quickly as possible, and it was clear the other members felt the same. They fly through the quiz, getting to the last question within ten minutes.

“mid-fielder!” Hoseok yells the wrong answer confidently, even though he knew it wasn't right. The score was tied and he didn't want to win the match. Taehyungie needs a good player so he can rest more..

“Wrong!” Jin tells him, turning to Taehyung's team to answer.

“forward! He's a forward!” Jimin replies excitedly, putting his team at the five points they needed.

“Aiish…” Hoseok pretends to be upset about losing, looking down in defeat. “Sorry..”

“It's okay. It's okay. Seokjinnie-Hyung is pretty athletic too, he can bounce the ball across those wide shoulders.”

“Come join us Seokjinnie-hyung!” Jungkook calls to Jin with open arms. “Join the losing team!”

Jin runs to Jungkook, the two hugging.

“I'm sorry I didn't help answer many questions, I couldn't remember anything about soccer..” Taehyung apologizes, bowing his head.

“Don't worry about it, I only got two answers right out of the five questions I tried answering..”

“Don't worry about it. It's good to rest your voice right now.” Yoongi reassures him. “we won. Be happy.”

“Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Lee Kang-in..” Their fourth player comes to them and after a brief introduction the game begins.

“Hyung over here!” Jimin calls to Yoongi to pass the ball to him, wanting to keep the ball as far away from the goal where Taehyung was.

Yoongi passes the ball, Jimin running it away from the goal, but Jungkook quickly intercepted it.

Taehyung only had to watch the ball, but he was finding it hard to focus. The sun felt unconfirmed warm against his back, wiping the sweat from his neck despite the fact he hasn't moved much since the game started.

He almost didn't notice the ball flying towards him from Jungkook's powerful kick, trying to brace himself to catch it, but he ends up moving too slow, the ball going straight into his stomach, knocking him into the net.

“Hyung!” Jungkook rushes to the goal, dropping to his knees next to Taehyung. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kicked it that hard. Are you okay?”

Taehyung nods, unable to stop his coughing. He couldn't tell if was from getting hit or if it was from holding them back, but he could hardly breathe.

Jungkook lifts up Taehyung's shirt, tearing up when he sees the red mark on his stomach where the ball hit him. “I need ice! An cold press…something quickly or it'll bruise up!”

“It..it's okay Koo..it.. it was an accident.. don't cry..” Taehyung tries to comfort the younger member between coughs.

Jungkook gently rubs his hand across to try to ease the pain, staff quickly coming to ice the area. “Will he have to go to the doctor? Is it bad?”

The staff member gently presses the reddened area, watching Taehyung's reaction. “How badly does it hurt?”

“It's okay.. really.. just a little bruise.. nothing serious..I just got the wind knocked out when I fell on my back..” Taehyung takes a few deep breaths, the cough dying down again. My head,chest and throat hurt more than anything..

“Don't act tough if it hurts Taehyung-ah, you could get serious injury from getting hit in the abdomen like that..” Yoongi sits next to him, checking himself. Taehyung didn't give any reaction to him pressing the ice pack against him, and Taehyung's breathing quickly slowed again.

“I'm fine hyung. Thanks for worrying though.” Taehyung hugs Yoongi, making the Deagu rapper tense up.

“You're really warm Taehyungie.. you shouldn't be that warm..especially with that cold press against your belly..” Yoongi places a hand on his cheek, feeling the heat coming off of it.

“What? No..no I'm okay.. it's just a little hot.. I just need water and to not stand still roasting in the sun. I just need water..” Taehyung breaks away from Yoongi, making it to his feet to try to prove his point.

“Sit Tae. I'll get it.” Hoseok runs to get him water.

“The score is tied at three.. two more points and someone wins, I'll be fine. It's almost done.” Taehyung reassures his worried brothers, taking a drink of water.“Just let Me finish the episode. Then I'll rest all you want..”

Taehyung got his way with the members, pushing another five minutes for the game to finish.

“We won Taetae! We did it!” Jimin cheers when he shoots the ball past Hoseok's out reached hands.

Taehyung wanted to cheer with Jimin, but he knew if he tried to scream with him he'd only cough again. Instead he opted to run towards his open arms hugging him close. “We won.” He smiles, speaking in a softer tone.

Jimin could feel Taehyung's heart racing much faster than it should, even with him leaving the goalie position to play, but he didn't want to ruin the moment. Taehyung was smiling and that's all that mattered right now.

Jimin went to let Taehyung go, but his soulmate was still clinging to him, only tightening when he tries moving away.

“I'm..I'm dizzy..” Taehyung whispers, closing his eyes to try to ease the feeling. Even with his eyes closed, being completely still, he felt like his body was spinning. He takes deep breaths to try to stay conscious, but they come out as shaky panting.

“Taehyungie..” Jimin strokes the back of Taehyung’s head, trying to keep calm despite his heart rate spiking with worry when he feels Taehyung leaning heavily against him, unsure on if he was panicked or just unable to catch his breath. “It-It's s okay.. it's okay I got you.”

“I'm..I'm okay..i..I just..” Taehyung tries talking,trying to calm Jimin, but the tickle in his throat causes another coughing fit, burying his face in Jimin's shoulder. Sh*t..

Jimin slowly lowers Taehyung to the ground, turning him to lean against his chest, gently rubbing his chest to try to ease the pain for him. “You're really sick, Tae.. my poor baby..”

Taehyung gasps for air in-between coughs, his lungs burning as he desperately tries to fill them with air, squeezing Jimin's hand as the hacking cough continued. “Can..can't…” Can't breathe.. it hurts.. it feels like I'm trying to breathe under water..

“Hold on.. it'll be okay..Hyung will fix it..”

Namjoon quickly runs to the van, getting one of the portable respirators, out of breath himself by the time he returned to Taehyung. He holds it up to the vocalist's mouth, relaxing when Taehyung took a deep breath, followed by another before coughing again. “Breathe for me Taehyung..just take deep breaths..okay..?”

Taehyung nods, panting in-between coughs until they finally stop.“I'm..I'm sorry.. im..I'm okay now..”

“No. You pushed yourself to hard Taehyung-ah.. I knew this was too much for you..” Yoongi hisses, annoyed with himself for not putting a stop to it.

He seemed fine after drinking water and popping in a cough drop. He wasn't coughing.. just a bit breathy and hoarse. He wasn't stumbling when he ran, just a little cautious..

“I'm sorry Yoongi-hyung..” Taehyung apologizes softly, forcing himself to sit up straight again. “I just wanted to-”

“No more excuses Taehyung. You were warned to be careful and you still pushed yourself, lying to us every step of the way when we tried to help you. You need to know when to accept that you can't do something. You'll drag the whole team down with your mistakes. How will you do a tour with a cough like that?” Yoongi sucks in his breath when he hears the harshness in his tone, eyes widening when he looks at Taehyung's expression.

Taehyung tenses, eyes pooling with tears, covering his face with his trembling hands. His stomach churned with guilt, swallowing hard. “I l-let you down?” he sobs, his voice shaking. “I ru.r.u.in..d it..f..f..’ He couldn't get the words to form, his voice turning into a cough that rattled his chest.

“No, no Taehyung I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that..” Yoongi reaches for Taehyung, but the ill vocalist pulls away from him. “Tae…” he whispers, eyes widening. “I'm sorry..”

Why are you sorry? I'm the one who got sick.. who refused to admit it.. I deserve this.. they might cancel the tour because of me..

Taehyung pulls his knees to his chest, burying his face inside them, his breath coming out in short gasps.

“Yoongi leave him alone for now okay?” Jin says with narrowed eyes. Taehyung had always been sensitive, especially when he wasn't feeling well. “he needs to calm down..” How could you lose your patience like that? You were so gentle with him yesterday..

Jimin wraps his arms around Taehyung forcing him to lift his head, wiping his tears away. “hey.. hey don't cry.. it's okay.. he's just worried about you. He's scolding you out of love. Yoongi-hyung isn't mad at you..”

“B-but..i..i..” Taehyung tries talking, but it only makes him start coughing again, leaning into Jimin when another ripple of vertigo crashes over him, making him feel sick to his stomach.

“TaeTae, shh.. don't talk right now.. it's okay..I know..you only wanted to make army happy, but being sick and not taking care of yourself will make them worry..so let's focus on getting you home..”

“the..the..outro?” Taehyung whispers, sniffling to try to make it easier to breathe.

“No baby, we have to get you home. We can film one later.” Jimin tells him softly. “You're more important than the episode. It can wait..”

“Jungkook-Ah, help me get him out..”Namjoon whispers, not wanting to wake Taehyung. He slept through the whole car ride home, coughing in his sleep.

Jungkook puts his hand on Taehyung's cheek to keep him from falling when Namjoon opens his door, moving out from next to the sleeping vocalist.

“Sit him up just enough for me to get my arm across..” Namjoon orders softly.

With Jungkook's help he gets one arm around Taehyung's shoulders and another underneath his legs, slowly pulling him forward. Jungkook follows, not moving his hand until Taehyung's head was able to rest on Namjoon’s chest.

“He's light..” Namjoon frowns, whispering softly as they go inside. “And I'm already sweating.. we need to cool him down.. “

“We don't want to risk waking him. With that cough, it'll be hard for him to fall back to sleep. Don't mess with him until he wakes up, okay?” Jin orders, his heart sinking when Taehyung starts coughing, holding his breath until the coughing dies down again. “He didn't wake.”a mix of concern and relief filled his voice.

“I'll stay with him until he wakes up..” Yoongi speaks for the first time since he tried to apologize to Taehyung. His health dropped so much after I snapped at him.. the doctor almost kept him overnight.. this is partially my fault. This is the least I can do..

“BTS would be better without you. You're nothing but trouble. I knew that the moment I laid eyes on you that you'd never listen.” The Namjoon in Taehyung's dreams looked at him with annoyance, leaving the room.

“You're a big cry baby who just holds everyone back.” Yoongi adds in next. "This is your third time getting sick this month. You can't handle being an idol." He followed Namjoon out.

“You shouldn't sign the contract with everyone else. We'll be evened out, 3 vocalists and three rappers.” Jungkook takes the pen that Taehyung was holding, disappearing out the door.

“BTS is everything to me.. you guys are my family.. I want to stay with you..” Taehyung sobs, covering his face. “I want to stay.. please stay with me Jiminie.."

“Well you're no longer wanted. I'm tired of your mistakes.. I'm tired of having to listen to you whine and cry because you don't know how to handle being an idol. Just quit already.” Jimin says with a cold tone that makes Taehyung's heart shatter.

Taehyung felt something shaking him, pulling him out of the nightmare, tears pooling down his cheeks. He doesn't even take the time to look who It is. He just wanted the comfort of a person.

“Taehyung..it's over now.. it was just a dream. You're okay..” Yoongi speaks softly, stroking Taehyung's soaked hair.

“I..i..I do..don..'t..w.e..wa..ewn..i..st..ay..ay..no..” Taehyung tried to speak, but the words came out as a jumbled high-pitched sob. "I.i..wan.."

“Taehyung-ah, baby.. you need to breathe..I don't know what your saying.. you have to calm down..” Yoongi panicks when Taehyung doesn't respond to his voice, tears still streaming down the vocalist's cheeks, coughing out words that didn't even sound like a real language.

Taehyung clung desperately to Yoongi as if he let go he would leave him just like the one in his dream. His breaths came out as small quick squeaks. “Hy..hy..ng..m..m..s..r..y..” He closes his eyes tightly when he another wave of dizziness crashes over him, leaning into Yoongi.

“Taehyungie..you have to breathe..please..you're going to faint if you don't..Taehyung look at me..” Yoongi uses his finger to push Taehyung's chin upwards so their eyes meet, his chest tightening when he sees the redness in Taehyung's cheeks and the blue tint in his lips. “Taehyung please..” He pleads, eyes shining with tears. I don't know what to do, and the others won't be back for another hour..

Taehyung blinks, trying to get his eyes to focus on Yoongi, unable to process anything except that he was crying, reaching to touch his cheek to confirm he was seeing correctly.

I made him cry.. I made him worry even more.. why can't I do anything right? I am nothing but a burden.. I'm sorry, Yoongi..

Taehyung tried taking deep breaths, but the coughs wouldn't stop. Each attempt was more painful than the last, his sides burning with effort. “Ca..ca..can't..” he whimpered, his stomach lurching. It was too much stress on his body, his muscles searing with pain from his efforts to breathe. “Yoongi..” Taehyung tries to quickly push Yoongi away from him, but Yoongi didn't let him go, coughing up a mix of rice, water and mucus down Yoongi's back.

“Sh*t.. Taehyung..” Yoongi releases him, eyes widening. He wasn't concerned about the mess, only about the ailing vocalist, quickly looking for a bin when he hears him gagging again. He finds a trash can underneath the desk, quickly putting it in Taehyung's lap for the next round of sick.

Yoongi quickly strips off his shirt, holding Taehyung from behind to help support him, having his arm around Taehyung's chest to keep him from falling forward.

Taehyung gagged up another mouthful of thick liquid into the bin, whimpering from the burning in his muscles as they pushed up more.

“I got you baby, it's okay.. it'll be o-over soon.. just try…try to breathe..” Yoongi spoke both to Taehyung and himself, feeling his own heart hammering in his chest almost in sync with Taehyung. He could hear his stammering, cursing himself for letting himself get worked up when Taehyung needed him to be strong, wiping away his tears furiously.

The sickness ends just as quick as it started,hardly having anything in his stomach to throw up. He leans into Yoongi, panting heavily in between coughs. He continued to force himself to take in deep breaths, shivering violently despite the sweat that coated his body. “im..im..sorry.."

"It's no big deal.. it's my fault for not letting go. It's just clothing.." Yoongi tried to keep his voice steady, but he could feel Taehyung's shivering against him.

"I'm..I'm freezing..:

Yoongi didnt need to check with s thermometer to know he had a high fever. He could feel the uncomfortable heat radiating off of the younger member.“You got one h-hell of a f-fever.. you need to go-”

“No! No..I wa..wan..” Taehyung panicks, the memory of his dream still fresh in his mind, struggling to hold back his coughs, failing miserably. I'll get better.. I promise.. please just let me stay..

The door opens to the room, Yoongi's head jerking up towards the sound, letting out a sigh of relief when he sees the other members entering the room.”You're here..” Yoongi sniffles, biting his lip to try to stop new tears from forming. They cut it short to get back sooner..

“Yoongi I think you need a break.. Me and Jimin can take over okay?” Namjoon wipes the tears from Yoongi's cheeks.

“No. No I can't go.. not un.until I kn..know he's okay..” Yoongi shakes his head, but doesn't stop Jimin from pulling Taehyung to him. Jimin can calm down Taehyung better than I can..

“At least go get some water and take a few minutes to breathe..” Namjoon gently pushes him, but Yoongi tenses his body, making himself as heavy as possible. “Hyung..” He's really worked up…what happened while we were gone?

Namjoon didn't ask out loud,not wanting to add more fuel to the fire. "Did you give him any medicine?"

"No, he was too shaken up..I only just..just..now got him to stop hyperventilating.." Yoongi was trying to keep his emotions under control, but his voice still trembled.

“It's okay Hyung. We'll get him better, just try to calm down. You'll get sick too..” Jimin strokes Taehyung's hair. “Poor Taetae.."

“Minnie..” Taehyung clings to his new care taker, only then processing who had him. “I'm so.so..rry. I w..wo..won't cry any..an..more..I won't..”

“What? Taehyungie I don't know what you're talking about. Baby it's okay to cry..” Jimin blinks twice, perplexed about what his soulmate was talking about.

“He..he had a bad dream..” Yoongi explains, taking a deep breath. “It made his fever spike..he was..wasn't breathing, he j..just kept..coughing and when he tried talking..” he trails off, the image of Taehyung’s terrified face flashing through his mind.

Namjoon pulls Yoongi into a hug. “Hey, hey you don't have to talk about it..it's okay. You did your best.” He's hardly breathing, and I can feel his heart pounding. He's just as scared as Taehyung..

“Taehyungie, I promise I'll never be upset with you for crying. You're my best friend..I'll always be here when you need me.. every single one of us will. Don't ever feel like you need to hide your emotions from us.. we're family. We need to stick together..”

Jimin's words started getting through to Taehyung, his heart starting to slow. This..this is the Jimin I know..that one..the one in my dream..

“Taehyung..” Yoongi reaches for his hand, finally finding the words he needed to say, cheeks tinging pink. “I love you.. that's why I got so upset earlier.. I shouldn't have said it like that.. I just..” he sighs. There's no excuse for snapping like that.. I'm supposed to be the older brother..

Taehyung squeezes Yoongi's hand. “I love you too..” He smiles weakly, coughing into his elbow.

“Are you calmed down enough to take some medicine baby?” Jimin asks, brushing the bangs from Taehyung's forehead.

“I don't know..i think I might throw it up..my stomach is in knots..” Taehyung admits softly, his body already growing heavy with exhaustion.

“Will you try for me? If we can't bring your fever down we'll haffgh..” Yoongi stops him from finishing his sentence, covering Namjoon's face with his hand.

“We'll figure it out. I'll try cooling him down with a wet cloth or give him a bath.” Yoongi didn't want to risk a repeat of when he suggested it.

“He's asleep..” Jimin whispers when he feels Taehyung's body grow heavier in his arms. “Aiish, he's like a heated blanket that's up too high..”

“I'll move him then.” Namjoon offers, but Yoongi is already gently moving Taehyung onto the bed.

“I'm going to go get the wash cloth and water..” Yoongi sways when he stands, Namjoon quickly grabbing his arm to steady him. “Woah, careful Hyung.. don't get up so fast.”

“You've been crying. You should drink some water first. I'll go get you some.” Jimin gets up, to get some water, but Yoongi doesn't wait for Jimin to return to go into the kitchen filling a bowl with luke warm water.

“Hyung I said to take it easy..You aren't looking well..”Jimin sighs, passing him the water bottle. His hands are shaking, and he looks so pale.. he really needs to rest..

“Its just a headache from crying. I'll just take some medicine and I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. It's Taehyungie who's suffering.” Yoongi takes a drink of water, then takes the bowl of water and a wash cloth into the bedroom.

It doesn't matter how I bad i feel.. Taehyung is more important..

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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Hi! I was wondering if you could do the boys on tour and Hobi gets the flu (congestion, bad cough, fatigue, and a stubborn fever that just won’t stay down) and he has to sit out halfway through one of their concerts because he’s just too sick to continue. He feels awful about it, but his brothers reassure him and take good care of him back at the hotel.

"[Thank you for being here]!" Hoseok says cheerfully in English. "[I love you all.]" He says when he heard army cheering for him, making a heart with his hands. This was the second show in the UK, the 8th concert on their tour.

"Everyone take a warm bath when they get home!" Jimin tells army, which gets translated by staff, worried about the rain that soaked the fans,trying to push his wet bangs from being plastered across his forehead."[I love you!]”

Hoseok coughed into his sleeve, pretending to wipe water from his face. Yesterday he started feeling sick and the rain wasn't helping. Hoseok pulls his hood over his head again, but a few seconds later another gust of wind knocks it back off again. I need a warm bath too.. I'm freezing..

Jimin gets close to Hoseok, hugging him from behind to talk by his ear. "You feeling okay? Is your throat still bothering you?”

"It hurts a little bit, but I'll be okay. I'll just sleep when we get to the hotel." Hoseok reassures him. I have to be.. there's another show tomorrow, and then we're going to France the next day..

"[Thank you so much!]" Namjoon shouts to army. "[I love you!]”

"[Encore, Encore, encore!]" The audience shouts as the members start disappearing, the lift lowering them out of view.

"We shouldn't do any encores, Hoba isn't looking well.." Yoongi tells his team when he hears Hoseok's heavy breathing and sees his cheeks were the brightest out of all of his freezing members.

"I'm okay.. I could do it." Hoseok tries to sound confident, but he could feel another cough getting caught in his throat.

"We have another show tomorrow. We should save our energy. I agree with Namjoon-ah. We shouldn't do it." Jin defends Namjoon's decision."I'm exhausted.." Jin complains with a yawn. With the oldest not wanting to do it, everyone agreed to call it a night.

"[Good night army! I love you! Don't get sick! Go safely]" Taehyung yells into his mic,confirming their decision for army to know they weren't returning.

"[Good night! Love you!]" Namjoon calls to the crowd, making a heart over his head before they disappear completely out of view.

"You okay Hobi-hyung? Your cheeks are really flushed.." Jimin tries using his sleeves to wipe the rain from Hoseok's cheeks. "You feel warm too..”

"It's just your hands being cold, that's all.." Hoseok moves his hands, not wanting him to touch him when he was feeling so poorly. The last thing i want is Jiminie feeling sick.."Could you go get me some water?”

"Of course Hyung." Jimin rushes to find him some water, Hoseok taking it as his opportunity to try to quietly cough, finding a place to sit.

"Hoba you didn't get a towel. You need to dry your hair.." Jin takes his towel and uses it to dry Hoseok's hair. "Are you feeling okay? You're still breathing heavy..”

"Yeah..yeah I just overdid it on the last song..I'm just tired.." Hoseok reassures him, his stomach knotting from the continuous lies to his members.

"Here hyungie." Jimin returns quickly, opening the bottle for him.

"Thanks Jiminie.." Hoseok takes a few swallows of water, but it feels heavy in his stomach, making him feel nauseous. I can't be getting this sick..

"Come on Hoseok-ah, you need to get off those wet clothes then you can rest. Jiminie you get changed too." Jin orders, tugging Hoseok's wet jacket off his arms..

“Okay hyung..” Jimin leaves to get changed, looking back at Hoseok before finding his set of clothes.

Hoseok let's Jin help him out of his shirt and jacket, but he draws the line at his jeans. "I got it hyung.. you should get changed too..”

"Alright, but I want you to bathe as soon as you get back to the hotel." Jin gives a gentle order, smoothing down Hoseok's hair. He's pretending he's fine, but I saw him coughing near the end of the show, and his cheeks are red, and he feels warm..

"I will hyung.." Hoseok finishes stripping, putting on a pair of sweats a t-shirt and a jacket.

Jin pulls Hoseok's hood over his head. "I'll get you some medicine. Okay?" He promises, whispering so only Hoseok hears.

Hoseok nods, looking down. "Thanks Hyung..”

Hoseok fell asleep on Jin's shoulder on the way back, breathing heavily. "My poor Hope.." he coos softly, wiping the sweat from Hoseok's brow.

Jin and Yoongi were the only two awake, Yoongi frowning when he heard Hoseok coughing in his sleep.

"He sounds bad.. what will we do?" Yoongi asks, reaching to touch Hoseok's feverish cheeks. "He's running a fever. We have one more show here then a plane to catch..”

"I'll take care of him.. Don't tell the others for now, I don't want them making mistakes from being too worried. If he doesn't get any better by morning I'll tell Joon-ah." Jin already knew most of the members had their suspicions already, but if he made a big deal about it, it would only make things worse.

"Yes hyung, if you need any help..I'll keep my phone turned up.." Yoongi offers, seeing the hotel come into sight. "We're lucky the others are asleep.."

"Wake them up after I get Hoba in the lobby. Okay?" Jin gently shakes Hoseok, whispering by his hear. "Hoseok-ah, wake up.. we need to get you inside before the others hear you coughing like that..”

"Mm..Hyung.." Hoseok complains softly, blinking up at him, sniffling wetly. "What's wrong..?” he asks, his mind fogged with fever.

“Where here Hoba. Back at the hotel. You need to get out.” Jin explains softly, but Hoseok was already drifting off again.

“Nm..okay…” Hoseok's voice trails off, making no move to get up, eyes closed again.

"I want to get you in the bath. Come on, up." Jin forces him to sit up, the ailing member softly whining in protest. "Do you want me to carry you?”

"Mhm.." Hoseok hums softly, still half asleep.

"You're so cute.." Jin smiles, pulling Hoseok out of the car and bending down for Hoseok to climb on, the younger member clinging to his back.

"I'm sorry..if I'm heavy.." Hoseok murmurs in Jin's ear, already falling asleep again coughing into Jin's back.

Two guards follow the two inside, one of them walking behind Jin in case Hoseok slipped.

"Hobi, Hobi where's.. your room key?" Jin asks when they reach the door. "Do you know?”

Hoseok takes a moment to think before replying, mind fogged with fever. "Its..it's in my bag.. here.." Hoseok tries reaching behind him to move it to his side, but gets dizzy, clinging to Jin and burying his face in his shoulder. "I'm sorry..i can't..”

"I'll get it for you." The staff member unbuckles the clasp of the fanny pack that Hoseok was wearing, giving it to Jin to rummage through.

"Thanks.." Seokjin does a tiny bow, not wanting to fall from the extra weight on his back, finding the room key. "I got it from here.. could you please pick up some medicine for me?"

"It'd be my pleasure.. the poor thing." The staff member says sympathetically, when he hears Hoseok coughing again. “I'll make it quick.”

"Please keep it a secret.." Jin takes out his card, giving it to him and going inside, placing Hoseok on the couch. "Stay awake for Hyung, okay? I'm going to find you some clothes so you can shower, and then we have to wait for Jaeyang-sii to come with medicine for you.”

"Okay..I'll try.." Hoseok says softly coughing into his fist, not confident he could succeed. His body was heavy with exhaustion. Jin leaves to the bedroom, Hoseok digging his nails into his palms to help him stay awake. I need to be strong, if I can't do something this simple..how will I convince him I can perform tomorrow?

Jin gets a pair of pajamas for Hoseok, surprised to see that he was still awake when he returned. "Good, good..do you want me to carry you again?”

Hoseok looks at Jin, still hearing his ragged breathing from carrying him to the room. He shakes his head, slowly getting to his feet. "I'm awake this time..I'm okay.." he feels his head spinning, swaying lightly, cursing softly when he stumbles.

"At least let me help."Jin wraps an arm around Hoseok's shoulders, not trusting his brother to not fall forward. He walks slowly, leading him to the bathroom and pushing the toliet lid down for Hoseok to sit on,plugging up the tub and turning on the water. He tests it with his fingertips, making it just barely warm."Let's get you undressed, okay?”

Hoseok nods, slowly unzipping his jacket with shaky hands.

"Let hyung do it." Jin gently undresses Hoseok, then takes off his own jacket and shirt, helping Hoseok into the few inches of water that filled the tub.

"It's cold.." Hoseok whines softly as he eases into the water. The warm water felt like ice on his skin, his body tensing. “hyung..” He coughs out the word, wrapping his hand around Jin's wrist.

"I'm sorry, but we need to cool you down.. if your fever stays this high i can't let you perform tomorrow.."Jin uses a rag to gently wipe the water across Hoseok's feverish skin.

Hoseok shivers, but doesn't stop Jin, the fear of being pulled from the show weighing heavily on his mind. I need to get better tonight..I have to..

“I'll be quick, okay?” Jin looks up, noticing the shower head was detachable. “Perfect..” He murmurs, reaching up grab it and pulling the stopper up, letting the shower head gently cascade water down Hoseok's back. “This will make things quicker..”

Jin gently washes Hoseok, frowning when he sees Hoseok's head nodding forward. “You were supposed to stay awake baby..” he scolds softly, turning off the water after being sure all the soap was out of the youngers hair.

“Mm…a..k..e..” Hoseok murmurs, the words coming out too softly to sound like real words.

Jin chuckles softly when Hoseok picks up his head to sleepily blink at him, pawing at his face when the water drips into his eyes. “This is awake?”

Hoseok nods, leaning forward to rest his head on Jin's chest.

“Alright Hoba.. up you go..” Jin slowly stands, holding Hoseok's waist and the back of his head..”grab onto me Baby. I need to reach the towel.”

Hoseok wraps his arms around Jin, hugging him close to try to steal some of his body heat. Jin sighed with relief when Hoseok no longer felt uncomfortably hot against his, but felt the snot from Hoseok's nose drip onto his skin.

“You need to blow your nose Baby..” Jin grimaces, using a towel to wipe it away.

“I'm sorry Hyung..” Hoseok says heart fluttering with guilt, sniffling to try to keep it from dripping again.

Jin wraps a towel around Hoseok's waist, then grabs smaller towel for his hair, gently drying it. Hoseok holds tighter when he feels his knees try to buckle underneath him, letting out a small whine.

“I'll hurry.. just let me get most of the water off and I'll get you dressed and into bed. Okay?”

“You..you can't stay Hyung.” Hoseok says softly out of nowhere, taking Jin by surprise.

“What? What do you mean?” Jin asks while he gets Hoseok's shirt over his head.

“I don't want you getting sick by staying too long..” Hoseok whispers, feeling guilty already for him being there in the first place.

“Don't worry about me baby. Just focus on getting better.” Jin kisses his forehead. “I'll leave after you take the medicine okay?” He adds after seeing Hoseok's grim expression. “Just let hyung stay until you fall asleep..”

"Hoba, Hoba, are you up?" Namjoon knocks on his hotel room door. "Hoseok-ah!" He calls a little louder, trying to not disturb the other guests. They had an early flight to their next destination and it was his job to be sure all his members were prepared.

"I'm up.." Hoseok calls back to him, quickly swallowing down some fever reducers with a cup of water. He woke up an hour ago to his own coughing,taking another dosage of the medicine Seokjin brought for him, slipping it into his bag.

He could still see the red tinge in his nose, and the bags underneath his eyes. I'm feeling better than yesterday..if I take it easy during rehearsal I'll be fine..my cheeks aren't flushed anymore..I'm okay..

He takes a deep breath, leaving the bathroom to let Namjoon in.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?” Namjoon asks entering the room. “Are you feeling better today?”

“I'm feeling much better, but I still have an annoying cough.. it won't stop me tonight though. I'll just keep the screaming to the minimum. I got this.” Hoseok puts on his shoes, trying to keep his J-hope's persona up, keeping his optimism high.

Namjoon narrows his eyes at Hoseok, not falling for his acting, but when he reached to touch the back of Hoseok's neck and felt no heat, he accepts it. “Just don't overdo it. Take it easy, especially at practice.”

“I will, I will. Let's go meet with the..others..”He coughs into his fist, the phelm draining into his throat. Hoseok covers his face with a mask, worried about his illness spreading to the others.

“I mean it Hope.” Namjoon says seriously, grabbing Hoseok's shoulder, stopping in front of him to look at him in the eyes. “If you start feeling worse you have to tell me. I don't want you getting hurt just because you don't want to disappoint anyone. We will all understand..both the team and Army. Okay?”

“I will.. I promise. I'll tell you or Seokjinnie-hyung. Don't worry Joon-ah...” Hoseok swears, offering his pinkie to Namjoon to try to ease the tension.

Namjoon wraps his pinkie around his awkwardly, blushing when be notices a family walking by to see them, the mother smiling at them.

“Let's go.” Namjoon quickly pulls away, getting a giggle out of Hoseok that turns into a cough.

“Why are you so embarrassed?” Hoseok asks, following Namjoon to the lobby. “It's no big-” his words got cut off by a bout of coughing.

“You should rest your voice.. I don’t want you to lose it..” Namjoon partly says it out of embarrassment but mostly out of worry for his ailing friend.

“Yes Joon..” Hoseok pretends to lock his lips, placing the ‘key’ in his pocket. He was relieved to be told not to talk, every syllable was painful and he was trying his hardest not to cough. It feels like my throats just as blocked as my nose.. it's hard to breathe, but I can already see the tension in Namjoon's shoulders.. he's worried enough..

“Here Hyung, you can have my coffee, i didn't have any ice left so its a little hot..” Jimin offers the cup of coffee he made, holding it out towards Hoseok before he could reply.

Hoseok goes to reject the offer, not wanting to take from the younger member, but Jimin pushed it into his hand. “thanks Jiminie..”

The boys get back into the mini bus they rented, Jin sliding in next to Hoseok and the other members swarming around the two of them.

They're going to be watching me all day.. I just hope the medicine kicks in soon.. it's getting harder to keep my coughing down and I can feel the cold creeping up already..

The boys were in position underneath the stage to be lifted up to the top, Hoseok holding onto Jin's hand, squeezing it.

“Are you okay Hoba?” Jin asks, squeezing his hand back. With the make up on, he couldn't tell if he was pale or if his cheeks were flushed. “Are you feeling sick?”

“I'm so scared my voice is going to crack like it did in the mic check..” Hoseok admits, his heart pounding wildly with nerves.

“If it cracks, then it cracks. You just have to continue, you can't help being sick Baby. Just like I couldn't help slipping on the wet stage during our show in Korea. Accidents happen. You just need to push through. You got this..” Jin tries to use his own embarrassment to make Hoseok feel better.

“Thanks hyung.. I think..I'm okay now..” Hoseok takes a deep breath, a cough coming when he tries exhaling, but it got drowned out by the crowd above them, the very top of their heads coming into view.

Everyone rushes to the correct position, Yoongi going forward, taking a deep breath before holding his mic to his face, his voice making the crowd go wild.

“bultaoreune.”

The seven boys jump right into the choreography.

Hoseok was okay during practice, hardly putting in any effort as Namjoon instructed but the sound of their screams made his head throb, taking all his will power to not touch it. He felt like he was already sweating under the stage lights, but he pushed through anyway.

“When I wake up in my room..” Hoseok sings his part without any flaws, the adrenaline helping him push through. I can do this.. I have to..

Hoseok covered his mic to cough, continuing to move through the choreography like nothing happened. He pushed through three songs before he couldn't hide the congestion that plagued him, not recognizing his own voice as he rapped.

Sh*t…this can't be happening..not now..

Hoseok tried to clear his throat and try again, but he found himself unable to get back on the right beat, singing faster than the music. His heart hammered in his chest, threatening tears.

Namjoon started rapping with him, putting his arm around his waist as they sang together. Namjoon pulls him aside when the part finished, removing one of his earpieces to whisper in his ear.

“It's okay Hoseok-ah. Don't cry.. no one's disappointed in you. You did your best..” Namjoon bends down to get the tea that staff prepared for him. “We're doing introductions after this song.. I'll try to give you time to rest..”

Hoseok nods, holding out his arms for Namjoon to hug him. Namjoon pulls him into a hug without hesitation. “If you can't do this you can tell me.”

Hoseok shakes his head. “I'm okay.. I just need my mic turned up..I can't sing as loud as I could earlier thats all..”

“Sh*t..” Namjoon quickly goes to his position when he hears no one singing. His hands shake when he pulled the mic to his lips, taking a breath, finding the beat to be able to rap.

Hoseok takes a drink and puts it down, trying to move into his position for the last verse, stepping on Jimin's foot in the process.

I messed Namjoon up and i might have hurt Jimin..I'm just holding the team back.. I need to try harder..

Hoseok watches Jimin move, noticing a slight limp when he moves, his stomach dropping. He ignored Namjoon's warning, refusing to hold back to avoid anymore mistakes, if he kept taking it slow he'll only be in the way. Jiminie..I'm sorry..

He felt his limbs trembling with effort as he goes through the last verse, panting heavily when they finally finished, his body screaming in pain.

Yoongi pulls Hoseok to sit with him and the others, running a hand through Hoseok's hair. “Hoseok-ah, you're sweating a lot.. are you okay?”

“Yeah.. I'm fine.. I just pushed it a bit on the last part because I felt bad for messing up.. I'm okay..”

Hoseok lies. In truth he didn't feel fine at all. He felt like he was freezing,forcing himself not to shake by keeping his body tensed. The sound of army cheering made it feel like his head was splitting, but he still smiled brightly at them when it was his turn to talk.

“I'm your hope…you're my hope… I'm Jay…”

“HOPE.”

It sounded like they were screaming louder than yesterday, he closed his eyes from the pain, taking a deep breath before continuing, forcing himself not to cough.

“I'm sorry Army..my voice is in really bad condition right now.. please forgive me..” Hoseok presses his hands together, falling forward when he bows when a wave of vertigo drowns him, forcing him into his face.

Hoseok pretends it was on purpose, putting his hands in front of him to properly bow.

“It's okay.. it's okay..” The crowd cheers, telling him how good he did, that he didn't have to be sorry, but their words only made his stomach churn.

I don't deserve them..

Hoseok stays still until the dizziness passes,slowly sitting up again. “Thank you Army.. I'll do my best..” he gives them a fake smile, getting to his feet, determined to give them a good show despite his health dropping by the minute..

With the introductions ending, the members go back to performing, doing two more songs before going into the back to change outfits.

Hoseok's mind was clouded with fever, but years of practice helped him through the choreography. Even with his mic as loud as it could go, his voice still hurt to go loud enough to be picked up on the mic, coughing every time he stopped singing.

His body was chilled to the bone despite the sweat that dripped into his eyes, wiping his brow with a shaky hand.

He's not doing well..he's going to get hurt if he continues..

Yoongi could see past his acting, seeing his body tremble with effort when he drops down to make it back to his feet. I should've stopped him after the first set of songs..

“I'm sure his fever has returned..” Yoongi says, yelling by Jin's ear to be heard over the other members singing and the crowd screaming.

Jin looks over at Hoseok, the makeup, that was hiding his flushed cheeks and reddened nose, nearly gone from the sweat that drenched his body. He could see him shivering despite how hot it was on stage, his jaw clenching with worry when he saw Hoseok coughing into his chest.

“Aiish, he doesn't listen.. I told him to take it easy and tell me if he got worse..” Jin moves over to Namjoon, who was already aware of the situation as soon as he saw Hoseok's coughing, threatening to make him fall forward.

We just have to finish this song.. then we'll go back stage.. just one more minute..

Namjoon goes straight to him when the lights go out, grabbing his arm to stop him from falling. “Hoseok-ah..” he was about to scold him for disobeying him when the sound of Hoseok's sniffling, shaking voice stops him.

“I'm so..sor..sorry..I can..can..can't do this..” Hoseok's voice comes out as hiccupy sobs, clinging to Namjoon, laying his head on his shoulder.

“It's okay.. it's okay..” Namjoon strokes his hair, but Hoseok shakes his head.

“n-no..i..I did..didn't..k..ke..keep my…my..pr..prom..ise..” Hoseok sobs, his body trembling. He whimpered softly, feeling dizzy once more.

“Hoseok-Ah..please don't cry.. you'll only make yourself worse.. it's okay.. we'll take care of you..” Namjoon promises, clutching him closer when he feels him swaying.

“but..but..the show..” Hoseok's voice comes as a high-pitched sob, unable to hold his emotions any more. "I..I can't do..do..i..i-"

“We can handle the show, you just need to rest instead.. it'll be fine. Okay? It's no big deal.. we can use a back track or have someone cover it. You're okay.." Namjoon says anything he could think of to try to calm Hoseok down, his eyes widening with fear when he feels him hyperventilating.

Hoseok nods, not trusting his voice to work anymore. Guilt knotted his stomach, threatening to make him sick.

Namjoon leads him to the back room, not wanting to be on the stage where the crowd could see their silhouettes, explaining the situation to staff.

"The clip will end in 2 minutes.." staff warns.

"I'll distract them." Jungkook offers his chest tightening to see the distraught Hoseok clinging to Namjoon as if his life depended on it.

Namjoon doesn't let go of Hoseok until he calmed down, him and Jin saying sweet nothings to calm him down. Hoseok forces himself to take deep breaths, knowing they wouldn't leave him until he pulled himself together..

Army are being kept waiting because of me.. I have to stop.. I can't feel sorry for myself..

"I..I'm okay..you..you can go.." Hoseok says softly, letting go of Namjoon. "Please.. I'l..ll be oka..okay.. just finish t..the show.."

Hoseok heard the beep of someone entering the hotel, being in and out of sleep for the past hour. The doctor diagnosed him with the flu, giving him some medicine and a saline drip, then sending him off with the instructions not to work for a week.

“Hoba? Are you up?” Jin whispers into the room, the other members peeking behind him.

“I'm up..” Hoseok answered in a hoarse whisper. The medicine the hospital gave him helped his fever, but his throat was still raw from coughing.

“how are you feeling?” Jin asks, turning on the lamp to be able to see Hoseok. He touches Hoseok's tear stained cheek, relaxing when they weren't as hot as earlier.

“i..I can't preform.. the..the doctor-” Hoseok felt the tears forming again, Jin covering his mouth with one finger.

“Hey, Hey that's not what I asked. Don't worry about that. All that matters now is that you get better.” Jin scolds him gently, sitting on the bed next to him.

“have you had any water recently? I brought you some tea with honey and ginger..” Jimin offers a drink, trying to get his mind off the concert. "It's really good.."

“we brought food too. It'll help get your strength up.” Jungkook adds in. “if you feel up to eating. I know we barely ate today..”

Hoseok shakes his head. “I..I haven't really been hungry.” he whispers, blinking rapidly to keep the tears from forming. The fact all of them just looked at him with concern and not anger and disappointment just made him feel worse. Why aren't they angry? I ruined the show and lied to them..it's so stressful to make last minute changes. I made it harder on them..

“I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry..” Hoseok couldn't keep hos tears at bay, clinging to the closest member. "I didn't mean to.." he sobs, burying his face in Jin's shoulder.

“hey..you don't have to be sorry for being sick.. things like this happen. You're only human baby..” Jin holds him close to his chest, feeling his heart ache when Hoseok trembles in his arms.

“the only thing you did wrong is..just that you tried hiding it.. we're a team you know? You don't have to worry about that sort of stuff.. we're more worried about your health..” Taehyung explains. “but it's okay now.. we'll get you feeling better..”

“but the tour..” Hoseok says with a desperate whimper.

“We'll figure that out later. Right now, all that matters is you.. let's get you washed up, okay?” Jin orders him softly. "We'll take care of everything.. but first. We need to take care of you.."

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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Tumblr has ruined all my drafts, not giving me the option to edit on my phone, only to post them as is or to delete all together.

Does anyone have any advice?🥺

The solution I'm going to be using now is just copy pasting paragraph by paragraph onto another notepad and then copy pasting back to Tumblr.. which is a long process because there's so many..

#please help #tumblr writers

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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i had a sudden idea for a fic req. maybe poor jimin has a cold during one of bts' important meetings? like their speeches with UN and this makes jimin feel bad.

I struggled so much with this I don't know why..it's a bit short compared to my normal work. Forgive me🙏

I'm sorry it didn't turn out well, but the more i try to redo it, the more i hate it😅

"I don't know if I can do this..." Jimin eyes shifted to the others,watching them get ready for their own speeches, but no matter how hard I tried to suppress my cough to get through mine,I can't even get a quarter way before the painful cough escapes.

"Did you take the medicine before we left?" Hobi asks, looking up from his paper with worry in his eyes.

Jimin taking a tissue to spit the phlegm into. "I took medicine right when I woke up, and right after we got off the pla-" His coughing stops him from finishing the sentence, quickly grabbing a tissue to spit into, the mucus that filled his throat making him feel like gagging.

"Are you sure you don't just want to shorten your speech or just skip it all together? It sounds like you're losing your voice.." Jin suggests, but the idea of everyone else doing the speech was clearly out of the question.

Jungkookie is so nervous about it, I can see the paper shaking, and Namjoonie-hyung hasn't been able to sit still since we got here.. it wouldn't be fair for me to skip it, and I spent so much time on my speech.. I have to do this..

"No, no. I finally got my speech memorized. I'll mess up if I change..eh..eh..heh'tichiugh!" Jimin quickly covers his face, getting snot on the sleeves of his suit, pouting at the mess he made.

"Come on, Jiminie, let's get you cleaned up." Yoongi pulls Jimin by the elbow, leading him to the bathroom, wetting some paper towel to wash off the ends of his suit. "It's okay if you can't do it. If you're sick, you're sick. You can't control it." He dabs the mess away, careful not to just spread it further.

"I have to do this.. it won't feel right not to.. I'll just feel guilty the whole time.." Jimin sniffles, making him cough.

"Stop that, blow your nose." Yoongi scolds him, putting a hand on his shoulder before adding in a softer tone. "You'll just make yourself feel worse."

Jimin didn't think that was possible. He had to speak softer to stop his throat from hurting so much to talk, and his sinuses were so swollen it made his whole face hurt with a sharp headache, each cough just making the pain become intensify.

"Sorry, hyung.." Jimin went into the stall to get some toliet paper, trying to clear his nose while Yoongi washed his hands. No matter how hard he tried, it felt like there's no end. He sighed in annoyance, flushing the wads of tolietpaper down the toliet.

"You feeling any better?" Namjoon entered the bathroom to check on Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung peeking in the bathroom.

"Guys I'm fine..it's just a cold. I'm fine." Jimin gives him a smile, hoping if he keeps saying it, it would come true.

"It's time to go.." Staff calls to the members. "Is everyone ready?"

"As ready as I can be.." Jimin says, stifling a cough.

The boys look at him with worried expressions, following staff out of the room to meet with their president before going on stage.

Namjoon meets him first, bowing deeply and taking his hand. "Thank you for inviting us. It's a real honor."

"It's a pleasure to see you boys again." The president gives him a smile, greeting each boy with a warm hug.

Jimin tenses when he feels him squeeze him, a cough escaping his lips, quickly pulling away and bowing deeply. "I'm sorry..."

"Are you unwell?" The South korean president asked.

"It's nothing serious, I'm..I'm.." Jimin turns away from him, covering his face with his hands as a squeak of a sneeze comes out of him. "Hehitch!" He sniffles wetly, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment as he turns back, bowing again. "I'm sorry."

"Bless you." Hoseok rubs his back, giving him a tissue for his dripping nose. "Here, Jiminie."

Jimin wipes his nose, feeling it trying to drip into his mouth. I'm so gross.. I'm supposed to be here to represent my nation..

"Do you think you can perform today?" The president asks with concern, making Jimin's heart skip a beat. He had almost forgotten they were going to record before the meeting.

"I'll be okay.." Jimin says, trying to keep his voice steady. He wasn't just performing for army.. this was representing his nation. He couldn't mess this up.

"You got this.. I'll be here to back you up okay? I've been memorizing your lyrics with Taehyungie hyungie on the plane just I'm case you needed help?" Jungkook tries to rub some of the tension out of Jimin's shoulders. He couldn't help him with his speech, but he could at least lend him his voice while they performed, just as Jimin did for him before.

"Thanks Gukkie.." Jimin gives him a small smile, appreciating the gesture, but he didn't want to put extra work on the younger members.

"We got five minutes before rolling." A staff member alerts them.

Jimin pops a cough drop into his mouth to try to soothe his raw throat, feeling the mentol numbing a bit of the pain away. "I'll be okay.. my throat feels a little better after the tea staff gave me. Just worry about your parts okay?" He sniffles, making Jungkook leave his side to find him a tissue.

Jimin blows his nose one last time before getting into position to perform with his members, checking that the lighting was okay and that everyone's mic was working properly. He put one hand over the other to keep the mic steady in his stretching hands.

"Testing, 1..2.." Jimin could hear his voice in his ear piece, grimacing on how he sounded, clearing his throat to see if it would help. "Ahh..ahh.." he makes more sound into the mic, relaxing when he sounds more like himself again.

"Jiminie you got this!" Hoseok cheered into his mic.

"Let's go J.M!" Namjoon joins in.

Jimin smiles, wishing he had as much confidence in himself as they did.

He heard staff counting down for the cameras to roll, taking a deep breath, coughing instead of exhaling. He apologizes when he hears them starts the count over, feeling the eyes of his concerned members watching him.

I can do this.. I have to do this..

Jimin wishes it wasn't him that was singing first, that he asked to change it to a song without so many high notes, but he couldn't bring himself to ask the members to do it with less than a 24 hour notice.

He took another deep breath this time his voice coming out, singing calmly into the mic despite his heart thumping loudly in his ears and hammering against his chest.

"Open my eyes I'm in the dark..The sound of my heart beating... When it's unfamiliar.."

He sings the lyrics with his eyes closed, pressing his palm by his throat to try to help ease the pain. This isn't even the high part.. but it hurts..

Jungkook takes over the next part, Jimin pursing his lips together as a cough tries escaping. He was glad they didn't have any choreography to do. He was already having a rough time breathing, his nose already stuffing up once more during Yoongi's part. He took a deep breath when he heard Jungkook singing, cursing himself for shaking so much.

"Maybe I fell in order to take the place of those countless stars..." Jimin's voice came out strained, cracking at the end, making tears start to well up in his eyes, quickly looking up to try to stop them, blinking rapidly, singing softer.

"The target of thousands of bright arrows is me alone, ayy.." Jungkook sings along with him.

The notes will only get higher from here..

Jimin feels Jungkook and Jin move on either side of him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and swaying him as they sing the chorus.

Jimin takes a shaky breath, smiling through his tears, wrapping his arms around the waist of his members. As if planned, Taehyung wraps his arm around Jungkook, the two singing the post chorus together,sharing Taehyung's mic.

Namjoon wraps around Taehyung and Hoseok to Jin as they sing their parts, Hoseok beckoning Yoongi over by opening up his arm, the rapper shyly joining in the line.

Jimin smiles, despite the tears that flowed down his cheeks, feeling the love pouring from his members. Jungkook kept his word, Taehyung and Jungkook harmonizing with him for his parts to cover up his mistakes, the boys moving outside during the last minute of the song, quickly jumping into the next.

Jimin felt his voice growing weaker and weaker as he sang the two youngest members', voices overpowering his by the end of the second song. He focused on the choreography, pushing his limits to try to put on a good, completely exhausted by the end of it.

"Cut!"

As soon as Jimin heard the word, he collapsed into the grass, coughing into his fist, screwing his eyes shut from the pain in his throat.

"Jimin-ah, are you okay? Do you need oxygen" Hoseok rushes to his side, rubbing upper chest try to loosen the mucus. "Please, could I have some water?" He asks staff, using his sleeves to wipe the sweat from Jimin's brow.

Jimin spits up phelm, taking deep breaths to try to slow his coughing. A staff member gives him a water bottle, Jimin giving him a quick bow before gulping it down, the cool liquid soothing his throat.

"I'm fi.." Jimin's voice was only a hoarse whisper, cracking at the end, his eyes widening. Oh no. This can't be happening. I have a speech to give..

"My..my voice.." Jimin feels his eyes water, burying his face in Hoseok's shoulder.

"Aiigo.. the performance was too much.." Hoseok coos sympathically, hugging him close. "It's okay baby, it's okay.. you gave it your all.."

"I should've told him not to sing. Im sorry, Jimin.." Namjoon felt guilty for letting him push himself past his limits, but Jimin shook his head.

"I wanted to do it.." Jimin looks up helplessly at Namjoon. "But..now..what about the speech?"

"I told you before not to worry about that..it's not important.." Namjoon pulls him close. "Don't worry about it, Jiminie. Just worry about getting better, okay? I can read it for you."

"But-"

Namjoon puts a finger on his lips. "No. No more talking. Let hyung handle it." He pulls the older card on Jimin. "You rest and don't cry.. you can't help it if you get sick.."

Jimin nods, knowing that even if he argued against him, he wouldn't be able to do it. Jimin takes the tissue staff offered him, cleaning up his face. As soon af the tissue touched his nose the sneezes he held back came one by one. "Heh..uughchi! Heh'itchi...Ha..hexifgh..! Heh'xxcghi!"

"My poor baby.." Hoseok rubs Jimin's back, trying to soothe him. "We'll have to get you more medicine when we get to the hotel.."

"I'm sorry.. for embarrassing everyone.." Jimin sniffles.

"You didn't embarrass anybody. It's perfect normal to be sick okay Jiminie?" Yoongi tells him in a serious tone.

"Yeah, we're proud you pushed through two songs when you were in such bad condition." Jin adds wiping Jimins eyes. "You're gonna make me cry.."

"So..I can..still go on stage and stand with you guys?" Jimin asks, voice cracking.

"What kind of question is that?" Taehyung sounds mock offended. "Of course you're going to be with us. You just got to stay quiet, and every time you try to talk I'll hit you with my shoe." He teases, untying his shoe.

"Taehyungie you better keep your shoes on while on stage. Dont embarrass me." Namjoon scolds playfully, getting a giggle out of the 95ers.

"Keep your sweaty shoe to yourself." Jimin whispers with a tiny giggle, pushing away the shoe Taehyung was threatening him with.

"I said no talking." Taehyung playfully hits Jimin in the thigh with the shoe. "Bad Jimin."

"Come on kids, we gotta get ready. Sick or not, we still have a meeting to attend.." Jin gathers up his members, going back inside.

"Jiminie remember, it doesn't matter what the world thinks. Only Army..and they'll understand you aren't always like this okay?" Hoseok tells him taking his hand. "Just get better soon okay?"

Jimin smiles, nodding his head, feeling himself calming down. He makes a heart to Hoseok, the older member smiling.

"I love you too Jiminie." Hoseok pulls Jimin close to kiss the top of his head. "A lot of people do, so take better care of yourself."

#bts sickfic #bts boys #bts fanfic #bts sickie #bts jimin #bts jungkook #bts jhope #bts namjoon #bts taehyung #bts #sick!jimin #bts cold #bts suga #bts hobi #bts jin #jm

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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can i request jimin being overwhelmed with bts' schedule? his body cant take it anymore plus his mental state is decreasing as well. bts members take care of him tho

I wrote non stop for 5 hours and this is the result.. I'm sorry it got so long.. I was thinking about cutting scenes out, but sorry it's just a raw draft.

Tw is marked with green lines. I'm sorry, I love writing nightmares it's a problem..

"Jimin-ah, wake up, we have a meeting to go to before practice." Hoseok crawls on top of Jimin,hugging him to his chest. "Jiminie..J.M..."

"Mm..Hobi-hyungie..? What time is it?" Jimin answers him with a yawn voice coming out hoarsely. He tries to blink the sleep from his eyes,but they just droop back closed .It felt like I only just went to sleep.. how can he be so cheerful?

"It's 5:00.. we need to get to the office by six.. come on, Seokjinnie-hyung made us breakfast." Hoseok tries to coax him out of bed with the promise of food, but Jimin had no appetite.

It's five? We didn't get home until three last night.. no wonder I'm so tired..

"Can I sleep a little longer instead of eating?" Jimin asks groggily, trying to push Hobi off of, trying to turn over. "I'm so tired.."

"No, Minnie, we already didn't have dinner last night.. you have to eat now, or you won't have time to eat until late afternoon.." Hoseok pulls the blanket away from him, pushing the hair out of Jimin's eyes so the sunlight hits his face. "I know you're tired.. I am too, but you need to eat.." He adds gently, stifling a yawn.

Jimin opened his eyes to look at Hoseok, seeing the dark bags underneath his eyes. His usual cheerful demeanor washed away by exhaustion. Guilt knotted in his stomach for complaining. "I'm up Hyung.."Jimin speaks softly, sitting up to try to stretch his tired limbs, my muscles screaming in protest.

Hoseok gets off the bed with a yawn. "Go wash up and join us to eat. Everyone else already got their shower.."

He already waited until the last minute to wake me? I'm the last one up..

"Thanks hyung."Jimin makes it to my feet, feeling the blisters on the bottom of his feet."Aiish, my legs feel like lead.."

"Mine too.." Hoseok admits, rubbing the back of his calf. "I'm glad we have a meeting instead of going straight into practice.. you should get checked out just in case you pulled a muscle, though. Where does it hurt?"

Hoseok gently runs his thumb across the back of Jimin's lower leg, feeling the knots that plagued his body. "Aiigo, Jiminie, no wonder it hurts so much.. we'll have to schedule a massage day for everyone.." he says sympathically, trying to gently massage the pain away, but Jimin sucks in his breath, his eyes tightly closed, making him stop. "Sorry.. I'm sorry.

"It's okay..the shower will help.. don't worry about it hyung. It just surprised me. It didn't hurt that much.." Jimin gathers some clothes to quickly shower, going into the bathroom. Jimin frowns at his reflection, noticing the dark bags and red pimples that dotted his forehead and cheeks from the mix of stress and sweat.

"My skin is in really bad condition. There's no way I'll clear it up by the time we film our music video.." He murmurs to himself, trying to do a quick skin routine.

Maybe I should pretend to be worse off than I am just so I can sit out practice.. I can't keep up..I've hardly slept the past week and it hurts to move..

He turned on the hot water quickly stripping out of his clothes and getting in. The water felt amazing on his sore muscles, ebbing away the pain.. I wish I had more time to enjoy..

He tries to massage the pain away with the shower head, trying to get rid of the tension in his muscles, but being the last one to shower the water didn't stay hot for long.

With a deep sigh, he put it back in place, quickly washing my hair, ignoring the pain in my shoulders from scrubbing. The others are in pain too, and they managed.. I can do this..

"Jiminie, are you almost finished?" Jimin barely heard Jin over the running water, his voice hoarse from coughing all night. "We only have twenty minutes before our meeting."

"Almost.. I just need to wash my face.." I calls back to him, quickly washing the soap out, turning off the water and grabbing a towel. Hyung sounds awful. Did he get worse overnight?

Jimin opened the door to peek at him,seeing the dark circles under his eyes and the bright red nose that wasn't there last night. "Hyung, did you take medicine?" He asks with concern, reaching to touch the back of his neck, relaxing when he doesn’t feel warmer than usual.

"I did this morning. I'm fine, don't worry. It's just a small cough and annoying sniffles, it'll pass in a few days." Jin smiles to try to reassure the younger member, but he could hear his congested breathing. "Are you okay? Hoba said he couldn't get you up this morning.."

"Yeah, i just didn't hear him the first time. You need to wipe your nose hyung." He quickly changed the subject back to him, not wanting to complain about my aches when he was suffering more.

Jin enters the bathroom, getting some toliet paper to blow his nose, turning away from Jimin, yellow mucus filling thin tissue."are you sure? You've been quiet lately.."

"I'm just tired.. that's all. We've been nonstop working for the past two weeks working on this album. I just don't have the energy. I'm fine."Jimin speaks softly, getting dressed in comfortable clothing.

Jin starts coughing, covering his face with his arm.

"Hyung.." Jimin quickly fills a cup with water, offering it to Jin who takes it, sipping the water to try to stop his body from coughing. "You need to take it easy.."

Jimin turns on the hairdryer, not wanting to hear the oldest member suffering. Hyung started feeling sick yesterday, but he still got up early to make us breakfast..

"I know things are chaotic right now, but once we finish promotions, things will be better. i made coffee for everyone." Jin rubs the younger members' shoulders, trying to help ease the tension in them.

"Thanks hyung." Jimin fakes a smile, knowing full well there's a high chance of having a tour if the album goes well. I don't think we can keep up at this pace...

Most of the members fell asleep on the way to the building, feeling even more exhausted as the woke up. "Jungkook-ah.. Jungkook-ah wake up." Jimin hears Taehyung's voice trying to wake up Jungkookie, who wasn't budging despite Taehyung's shaking.

Jimin looked around to see that only him, Yoongi, and Taehyung were awake. He l turned to Hoseok, who was leaning on his shoulder, fast asleep.

"Hyung..Hoba.. we're here.." He tried to help wake up Hoseok gently poking his cheek. Jimin has better luck than Taehyung, the rapper opening his eyes slowly, blinking rapidly, trying to process where he was. "We're here Hyung.."

"Huh..?" Hoseok stretches, looking around, rubbing his eyes, sounding only half awake, clearing his throat to speak louder."Here already? It feels like I only just fell asleep.."

"We don't live far from the studio, but it feels like I only just closed my eyes.." Jungkook complains with a yawn, eyes just barely open.

"Here, take a sip Jaykay." Hoseok takes his coffee from the cup holder, offering to Jungkook.

The mankae takes a big sip, the caffeine temporarily waking him. Hoseok takes a long drink, offering it to Jimin who shakes his head.

"Better?" Hoseok asks, rubbing the back of the mankae's neck.

"A little.." Jungkook replies with a yawn.

"Let's go inside, the cold air should help wake us up." Namjoon opens the car door, stumbling forward from over his own foot. "Aiish.."

Jimin quickly grabs his shoulder to steady him, his stomach dropping when he realizes how small Namjoon's shoulders felt. Why didn't i notice how thin he was getting before? He lost so much weight.. "Namjoon-hyung are you okay?"

"Thanks..yea I'm fine, I'm just a little groggy, that's all.." Namjoon gives the same reassuring smile Jin gave Jimin this morning, only worrying him further. "We'll just end practice as early as possible and get some sleep."

We always say we'll end practice early, but we never do.. we always just push through anyway..

Taehyung leads Jungkook by the shoulders to the building, the mankae already falling asleep again. Jimin turned to check on Jin, but Hobi was already on top of it, letting Jin lean against his back as they walked.

Everyone's exhausted..

Jimin's stomach fluttered with worry, then with guilt for his shower thoughts. How could I even think about skipping practice when everyone else is suffering too..

As soon as they make it to the office room,he takes a seat, sliding off his shoes,the others following suit.The meeting only started five minutes ago, but Jimin already found myself unable to concentrate on the manager's words.

The last thing he wanted was to talk about work. Jimin is more focused on the other members, seeing that the older members were trying to pay attention, but Namjoon continued to have to ask them to repeat themselves, and Yoongi kept misunderstanding them, clearly unable to focus.

Jin was struggling to just stay awake, trying to quietly cough into his arm to not interrupt, Taehyungie kept nodding off, jolting upright again when he felt himself falling forward.

Lastly, Jungkook was using a rubber band on his wrist to stay awake, snapping it against his skin every few minutes and that bothered Jimin the most, seeing the red ring forming around his wrist.

"The pre-order sales are high.."

Jimins head picked up as soon as Jimin heard the words instead of excitement, a wave of anxiety filled his stomach, and his blood pounded in my ears. He knew exactly where this would go. Interviews,music shows, extra rehearsals, and plane flights.. We'll barely have time to sleep.. we can hardly handle what we have now..

"Are you sure we could handle going to Japan to America for a promotion? Maybe we can delay it for a few days?" Hoseok sounds timid to ask them, lacking his usual confidence.

"It's the only day Jimmy-sii has open this month, and that's who you requested to help promote in America. I could find another host for you." The manager starts rapidly typing on the conputer, but Jin puts his hand on his shaking his head.

Jin goes to speak, but only a hacking cough comes, quickly getting a tissue to spit the phelm into. "Sorry.."

Jimin tries to speak up to say that we can't keep up with all of this, but his throat tightens, and no words are coming out. I want to help.. what's wrong with me?

Jin clears his throat, bowing his head. "Sorry..I was just going to say a show with Jimmy should be okay, we only perform one song and just chat.."

With Jin's approval, everyone okays the plans but Jimin, who stays quiet. He watched our schedule fill up until the whole month was filled except for the 26th, his breath getting caught in his throat. I haven't seen the schedule this bad since our love yourself era..

Taehyung noticed it, too. His body tensed up when the final changes were made, and it looked like he wanted to speak up against it, but he just couldn't do it. If they can do it,so can I..it'll be fine..I'll be fine..

"Do you have a concern, Taehyungie?" Jin encourages him to speak, but Taehyung shook his head.

"No, no..I'm okay..um..I'm just worried about burn outs.." Taehyung says looking down at his hands, twisting the ring on his thumb. "But..it's okay.."

"We'll just have to keep morals high.. we survived before, we can do it again." Hoseok reassures him getting up to wrap his arms around Taehyung. "We'll be okay if we stick together."

"Alright Hobi-hyung.." Taehyung still sounds uneasy about the situation, but he doesn't say another word about it.

The nightmare is repeating...

Jimin bites the inside of his cheek, willing the tears not to come as the subject changes, just staring blankly st the hellish schedule wishing Hoseok would comfort him too...

"TaeTae, Jaykay, Jiminie..it's time to wake up.." Jimin vaguely heard Namjoon calling his name, then feels a slight pinch to his cheek. I don't even remember falling asleep..

Jimin blinked his eyes open, trying to gather his thoughts.. "Where are we?" His voice comes out deep and raspy as he looks around the room, recognizing it as one of the waiting rooms of SBS hall. "Ah..ah Right.."

"We're going to do the prerecording in 10 minutes.." Namjoon informs Jimin sniffling softly, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "Help me wake the others. My voice isn't that great right now.."Jimin could see the redness that the makeup artist tried to cover up on Namjoon’s nose and hear the congestion in his voice.

Namjoonie-hyung is getting sick too.. it's been three days but Seokjinnie hasn't gotten any better.. are the others sick too?

Jimin gently shake Taehyung, who was lying in my lap, his eyes partly open, hoping it was just the makeup that made his usual golden skin look pale.

His breathing is normal and i don't see a thick layer of makeup on his nose like Namjoon, maybe I'm just paranoid..

"Tae wake up, we need to go.." Jimin shakes a little harder, Taehyung finally responding to him, looking up at him sleepily.

"Yes.." Taehyung sits up with a yawn, fixing his earpieces in place with a dry cough.

"Are you feeling okay Taetae?" Jimin asks,trying to smooth down Taehyung's hair, trying to keep his voice steady. He's sick too..

"Yeah, my throats just a little sore.. it's nothing. I just need a bit of water.." Taehyung stands, stretching up to try to wake up his stiff muscles.

"I'll go get you some water." Jimin gets up, wincing when he stands, his legs tingling. He takes two steps before he feels Jungkook grab him.

"Are you okay Jimin-sii?" Jungkook asks, getting up to support him. "You're limping.."

"Yeah, my legs are just asleep.." Jimin moves away from Jungkook with a smile, not wanting anyone to worry about him, relieved to hear Jungkook's voice was unaffected. "It's fine. I'll just walk it off."

"Kids stretch before we go out." Yoongi tells the younger members. "I don't want you getting hurt because you didn't stretch."

"Yes hyung." Taehyung replies, taking a seat on the floor and stretching his back with a soft whine. "Ah..it hurts.."

Jungkook gets on the floor in front of him, touching his feet to Taehyung's and stretching forward, reaching for Taehyung's hands. "I'll help you."

"Ah, Jungkook-ah, I don't bend like Jiminie.." Taehyung whines pulling on Jungkook instead, turning the tables on him.

"Ahh..ahh that does hurt.." Jungkook pulls away from Taehyung, a small giggle escaping. He gets his revenge by taking the older members foot, stretching his leg then gently running his fingers across the back of his leg

"Ah. No...Jungkook-ah that tickles.. stop it.." Taehyung tries to squirm away, but his giggles turning into a cough, Jungkook quickly pulling away.

"You okay?" Jungkook rubs Taehyung's back,trying to stop the coughing. "Im sorry Hyungie..I'm sorry.. I just wanted to try to cheer you up."

Jimin rushes over to him with the water, trying to do what he can to help the younger members,helping Taehyung take a drink. "Taehyungie are you okay?"

"Jungkook was tickling me.." Taehyung whines to Jimin, going into his arms. "Take care of him for me."

"What am I supposed to do?" Jimin raises an eye brow, leaning over to tickle Jungkook, knowing he full well he wasn't nearly as ticklish as soulmate.

Jungkook giggles, wiggling away from his touch. "Jimin-sii no.. not there!"

Taehyung is trying to cheer Jungkook up, and vise versa.. now Taehyung is trying to include me too.. but I don't think I can force myself to pretend anymore..I'm so tired of smiling when I'm not happy.

"There. I helped.. now I need to stretch too. You can handle him Tae." Jimin forces himself to keep a playful tone, pushing Jungkook into Taehyung’s lap. "Stop playing around, we're short on time."

"Looks like that nap helped.. they were all silent this morning.." Namjoon watches the younger members torture each other, forcing each other to loosen the tightened muscles while Jimin stretches on his own, wincing when he tries stretching as he used to.

The treatment is wearing off.. i can't even reach my ankles right now without it hurting...

"Jiminie just got a massage done yesterday, but he's still in pain, and Taehyungie is coughing now.. he wasn't coughing last night.." Jin frets over his dongsaengs despite the fact his voice was worse clearing his throat just to get his voice to come out strong.

"I think its all just acting.." Namjoon notes, watching them with worry. "But Jimin is really struggling to even just pretend..he doesn't want to play.."

"We'll keep an eye on him.." Hoseok promises, frowning when he sees Jimin moving away from the other two to get some water.

"The IV is finished, I'm going to remove the needle." The staff member warns Jin before removing it.

"Thank you.." Jin bows, adding a bandaid to his inner elbow and rolling down his sleeve to hide it.

"We got five minutes.." Yoongi alerts the team, giving Namjoon a tissue. "Take it easy okay?" He adds softly to Namjoon, gently rubbing his back.

"Ah, thanks Hyung.." Namjoon takes it, flushing pink when he feels his nose dripping, quickly blowing his nose. The staff do last minute touch ups, the time passing by in an instant

The members barely have enough time to gather together, placing their fingers in a pile. Jimin could feel Jin's hands trembling on top of his and Taehyung suppress a cough,making his breath catch in his throat.

"After this, we'll be on a flight.. we can rest then. We just have to make it through today. We can do this. We just need to watch out for one other." Namjoon tries to motivate his team.

But we'll be jet lagged...

Jimin thought bitterly, taking a breath as Namjoon counts to three.

"Bang bang bangtan!" Jimin cheers loudly, trying to hype himself up, as well as drown the sound of Jin coughing. When Yoongi looks away, he sees the marks of cupping therapy on the oldest rapper's back, reminding him even if Yoongi didn't complain, he was still hurting just as much as he was, possibly more..

I'll give it my all..just like the others.. even if it hurts..

"For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad

For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt.." Taehyung starts fake love, his voice coming out a half note lower than usual, the members popping up from behind him.

Jungkook gets into his position trying to keep his eyes forward, following the note change. Taehyung stumbles a bit when Jungkook uses him to get up, but Jungkook quickly puts his hand to the floor to help support himself making it to his feet without falling.

Tae's still exhausted.. and Jinnie-hyung..

He could see the oldest member coughing, trying to keep his head down so the audience doesn't notice, his mic piece away from his mouth.

He has to sing after me.. He's shaking already... we are going right into the next song after this one without a break.

Jimin was so focused on Jin's coughing that he didn't get to his spot on time, quickly running to the center to sing his part, heat rising in his cheeks at his obvious mistake.

Jin tried to sing, but his voice cracks, coughing before quickly recovering to sing his part. The notes were too high for him even with Taehyung changing it, placing his hand on his throat to try to push past the pain.

He can't do this.. I'll just help him with his part.. we can do this.. It's fine.. it's fine.. i have to keep calm...

Jimin sees the tears shine on Jungkook's cheek when he passes him, making his throat tighten and his vision blur with unshed tears.

Jungkook can't handle watching us all suffer. Jimin loses it when he hears the congestion in Namjoon’s voice, seeing his leader's hands shaking when he moves them.

Jimin tries to sing his part, keeping his head cast down to try to keep army from seeing the tears falling.

I can't break down here, I need to stop.. I won't be able to help hyung..and if Jungkook sees me he won't be able to calm down.. I have to do this..

Jimin took a deep breath, the mic catching it a sob coming out against his will. His heart sank when he felt the eyes of his members on him. Jungkook's voice was unstable, his emotions getting the best of him.

Jimin sings his part through the uncontrollable tears, pouring all his emotions into the song, singing for both himself and Jin, the higher notes straining his vocal cords. His heart pounded in his ears, a cold sweat covering him as he struggled to get his body to move.

I'm ruining Hyung's part..why can't I hit the notes right?

Jimin feels his knees trembling, trying to collaspe from underneath him, but he pushes himself to move forward anyway, getting into his position, wiping his face as next verse comes, trying to stop the tremors before his turn.

Jimin jumps when he feels someone wrap around him, seeing the crooked fingers of Jin across his chest. Instead of being comforted by his brother's embrace, it only fueled the wave of guilt that engulfed him.

I'm ruining everything..

"Stop Jimin-ah.. you're just barely on your feet and you're looking pale.. it's okay if you can't do this.." Jin whispers by his ear.

"I have to.. you're on stage even though this morning you could hardly speak over a whisper-" Jimin's voice breaks into a cough, Jin squeezing him closer.

"Just because I do something, doesn't mean you have to do it too.. it's okay.."Jin whispers. "You don't have to-"

Jimin pushes Jin away when he heard his part coming, quickly getting into his spot, stumbling into it. He couldn't let his team down, and he could hear Army cheering for him.

I just have to make it through two songs.. just two songs..

Jimin finds his voice again, pouring his emotions into the song, nearly falling forward, dizziness washing over him when he tries to straighten up again,eyes widened with shock when he heard Jin's voice after, taking Jimins hand.

He's doing this for me..

Jimin continued through the performance until the end,ignoring all the signs his body was giving him to stop. He felt himself shivering despite all the lights making drench with sweat, he couldn't open his eyes without feeling a wave of vertigo try to send him crashing and his head pounded violently.

I need to get water..

Jimin thought desperately, going to the edge of the stage, but that was the last thing he remembered before everything faded to block.

(This got very dark very quick with this night mare. Tw. Mention of su*cide,blood and de*th. Please skip to the next green line if your sensitive these sort of things.)

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Where is everyone?

Jimin found himself in a dimly lit hallway alone. He knew something was wrong.. he could feel it in the pit of his stomach. That's when he heard it. The sound of Jin coughing. He runs towards the sound, leading him to a locker door. "Hyung..hyung open up.. open the door..I want to help you.."

"I..i..can..can't breathe.." Jin wheezes in-between coughs that are only getting worse. Jimin felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach, his breath catching in his throat.

"Hang on hyung.. I'm coming.." Jimin runs back a few steps, slamming into the door with all his might, but the door doesn't budge, a shot of pain making Jimin gasp sharply. Jimin takes a breath, rubbing his injured shoulder before repeating it again, this time pushing all his weight against the door, sending a wave of pain up his arm, a soft scream escaping.

I'm not strong enough.

Jimin holds his shoulder, limping from the pain shooting up his leg, screaming for his fellow members.

"Namjoonie-hyung! Jungkook-ah!" Jimin calls desperately, his voice trembling as he hears Jin's cough worsen. "Taeh-hyu..yungie, Yoon..yoong.." Jimin coughs, unable to catch his breath.

"Jiminie.." Yoongi comes out of one of the rooms. "What's.." he stops mid-sentence when he hears Jin coughing, running towards the sound. Yoongi kicks the door open, rushing to his hyung’s side.

"Hyung..Hyung.." Yoongi trembles, rubbing his hand across Jin's back. Jimin followed right behind, his blood turning to ice when he sees the scarlet drops of blood coming from Jin's mouth, his sleeve soaked in it from him covering his face.

"Jimin..the..the med..mee.." Yoongi tries to get the words out, but the tremors made it impossible to breathe, let alone speak.

Jimin rushes to the bathroom, understanding what he wanted so desperately finding a pill bottle with Jin's name on the label, rushing to the bed. "I found it hyung.." Jimin struggles to open the bottle, the lid not turning no matter how hard he twisted.

"Ji..jim..min.a..you..you..need..need to op..pen it. Jinnie-hyung will.." Yoongi's voice comes out as a whisper, tears streaming down his face like waterfalls.

Jimin twisted, gripping it so tightly all the color drained from his muscles, his hands trembling with effort, but by the time he got it open, Jin's coughing had already died down.

"Its.. it's too late Jimin..it's too late.." Yoongi's voice was eerily calm, his eyes staring blankly at the limp figure that used to be his dear Hyung.

"No...no Seokjin..it..it can't be too late.." Jimin shakes a pill out of the bottle.. putting it inside of Jin's parted lips, but Yoongi was right, Jin's lips were already becoming cold..

Yoongi took the bottle, shoving pill after pill into Jin"s mouth, but to no avail. "No...No..!" Yoongi screams, making Jimin's blood curdle. "It should've been me..it..shouldve..." Yoongi looks at the pill bottle he was holding, his mind clouded with grief. He tips the bottle back, swallowing mouthfuls of pills in an instant

Jimin's eyes widen with horror when he sees Yoongi's eyes roll back in his head, his body slumping over.

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"Hyung no!" Jimin screams, waking himself up from his nightmare, bolting up right, looking around the room, noticing he was back home. "Hyung! HYUNG!" Jimin screams desperately, unaware that he wasn't alone in the room, Hoseok wrapping around him.

"Jimin, baby it's okay, it's okay.. it was just a dream.. you're okay..you're okay.." J-hope hugs his distraught dongsaeng to his chest, but Jimin was too frantic, pushing him away.

"What happened?" Taehyung rushes into the room with Jungkook at the sound of Jimin's screams, rushing to his side.

"Jin..Jin.." Jimin tried to get the words out, but he couldn't even breathe.

"I'll go get him, it's okay Hyung.. don't cry..don't cry.." Jungkook runs out of the room, going to get Jin, who was asleep in his room as per doctor's orders.

"Hyung..hyung wake up..Jimin needs you.." Jungkook removes his headphones from his ears when he noticed them in. "Jin wake up please!"

Jin sits up, groggy from the medicine he took, instantly waking up when he sees Jungkook, his doe eyes shining with unshed tears.

"What's wrong?" Jin asks, hugging the mankae to him, confused when Jungkook pushed him away.

"No, no not me. Jimin-sii.. Jimin-sii needs you. Come please." Jungkook pulls on Jin's hand, gently getting him to his feet.

Jin runs to Jimin's side, Jimin instantly reaching for him, his breath coming out in high pitched whimpers.

"Aiigo, my baby, come here.. hyung is here now.." Jin sits on the bed, squeaking when Jimin squeezes all the breath from his lungs.

"Hyung..hyu..hyu..ng..yo.y.ou're okay.." Jimin sobs into Jin's chest, soaking his shirt.

"Breathe baby, you need to breathe.." Jin rubs Jimin's back, speaking breathlessly from Jimin's grip, forcing himself not to cough. "I'm okay..I'm okay I promise..don't cry..you'll make yourself worse Jiminie.."

"Wh..where's..where's.." Jimin tried to ask a question, but a bout of coughing stops him, his lungs burning for air he was depriving them from.

"Yoongi went to get more medicine and Joon-ah went to talk to staff.. they'll be back soon okay? Everyone's okay.." Jin promises, wiping Jimin's tears away. "Just calm down for hyung.."

Jimin nods, trusting Jin's words, taking deep breaths. " im.. I'm sorry.."

"It's okay, you need to apologize for being scared, but please don't hold me so tightly..you're squeezing me.."

Jimin let's Jin go, watching the oldest member breathe heavily.

"You can hold me tightly Jimin-ah.. it's okay.." Taehyung hugs Jimin, wrapping tightly around him.

Jimin couldn't calm down completely, despite Taehyung whispering sweet nothings into his ear. His heart still pounded wildly in his chest and his voice still came out in shaky gasps.

"Jiminie-hyung is really shaken up.." Jungkook says with a pout, his eyes threatening to form tears.

"He'll be okay.. once we're all together he’ll feel better.." Hoseok reassures Jungkook, putting an arm around him."Hey Jaykay, let's go make dinner for everyone." Hoseok tries to distract the mankae, pulling him off the bed.

"Ah, okay hyung.. Taehyungie-hyungie take care of Jimin.." Jungkook says softly, hugging Jimin tightly and going with Hoseok.

"Do you want to talk about it, Jiminie? It might make you feel better." Taehyung asks softly, leaning his head on Jimins.

"I want Yoongi-hyung.." Jimin whimpers.

"He'll be back soon honey.. i promise.."

As if on cue, Jimin hears the door open, picking his head up. "Hyungie! Y-yoongi!" Jimin calls to him,his voice trembling.

Yoongi rushes into the room when he hears Jimin, dropping the bag onto the floor. "Jimin, jimin what's wrong?"

Jimin gets to his feet, hugging Yoongi tightly, only furthering Yoongis confusion.."You got a bad fever, Jiminie."

"You're okay.." Jimin sniffles. "You're here.."

"Im okay? What do you mean? Your the one who scared the fu*k outta me.. you nearly fell off the stage but Jungkook followed you to the side when he noticed you started staggering.."

"He had a bad dream.." Jin tells him softly.

Yoongi leads Jimin back to the bed. "It's okay, Jiminie, I'm perfectly fine. You don't need to worry about me. I'm just a little stressed that all. Jinnie-hyung is the only one you should worry about, but the doctor said he'll be fine with some rest.." Yoongi says the last part looking at Jin, upset to see him awake again, but understanding why.

"Me too.. I've been so worried about everyone.." Jimin sniffles, tears forming in his eyes. "I'm sorry Hyung..i..I should've let you sleep instead of..of.."

"Hey, baby don't worry about that. Im feeling a lot better after a quick doctor visit.. I just need to rest without performing for a few days.." Jin says soothingly, forcing himself not to cough. He didn't want to worry Jimin. Not when he was so unstable.

"But our schedule..We've been working so much.. ever..everything is stacking up..it's suffocating.." Jimin says with a shaky voice, his body shaking as his emotions swell up.

"Hey..hey. its okay..You don't have to talk about it Jiminie-" Yoongi starts, but Jimin puts up a finger, stopping him. He had to get it off his chest.

"I go..got so scared..I was w.e..wat..ching ev.ever..rything fall ap.apart..Namj-joon-hyung not be..ng able to thi.th..nk str..a.right and get..geti..ng sick, Jinnie-hyungs cou..ugh ge.getting w.worse by the day, gook forcing him..h.m..self to smile eve.." Jimin starts coughing, taking a deep breath to try to stop his voice from trembling before starting again. "and..and, Hobi-hyung hasn't lau..ghed in four days.. not real laugher, the one where his whole body moves.." Jimin coughs, Taehyung opening a water bottle to try to get the 95er to drink, but when Jimin meets his eyes, he just sobs again."And Taeh..hyun..gie.. it fe.fe.lt like o.o.oone wron..wron st.step and..and..plu..nge b.ba..go..in. into dep..dep.res..res.sion.. a.a.nd I can't wa..wa..tch th.th.t..at ag..ag..ain..I can't.."

"Shh.. it's okay, I'm okay.. please don't cry, you’ll make your fever worse.." Taehyung uses his thumbs to wipe away Jimin's tears. "I'm okay.. okay, really. Please..you need to calm down.." Taehyung holds out his arms, wanting to hold Jimin close to calm him down.

"Oh Jiminie.." Jin says softly, cursing himself for letting this build so much. Tears flowed down his cheeks, looking away from the others. "Namjoon will fix this.."

"And..and Yo..Yon..g..hyu..Hyunh..you d..don..sm..amile..an..any..more.. and..i don't..do..nt want.." Jimin gasps for air, his lungs burning while he struggles to catch his breath, his voice cracking. "I don't..don't w..w..an..to..lose..you.." he whimpers the vision of his dream flashing in his mind, not Hearing Jin over his hyperventilating and blood rushing in his ears.

Yoongi presses his lips together, fighting back the urge to cry. "Hey..hey none of that. Im not going anywhere.I'm not depressed, just tired and worried about my brothers. Don't worry about me okay? Just worry about yourself right now." Yoongi speaks gently, taking Jimin's pinkie in his. "I promise im okay.. but if you don't stop this I'm going to break down."

Jimin wraps his small pinkie around Yoongi's, taking a deep breath. "Ok..okay.." He closes his eyes, trying to calm his nerves, not wanting to make Yoongi cry.

Yoongi continues to gently trace shapes on Jimin's back while Taehyung holds him close to him, humming songs he knows Jimin loves. Jimin felt the weight lifting off his chest to get everything out in the open.

"I need you to take medicine for me baby, we need to get your fever down.." Jin says getting a the fever reducer from the bag on the floor.

Jimin nods, sitting up right. "Water..my throat hurts.."

"Of course, whatever you want.." Jin gets him water and pills. "Here baby, open up."

Jimin parts his lips, letting Jin push the pill onto his mouth, taking the water bottle and gulping down the water.

"No, no Jiminie, drink slowly or you'll throw up.." Jin takes the water from him. "You can drink more later okay?"

Namjoon enters the room to check on him, rushing to his side, touching Jimin's cheek. "Jimin-ah, are you okay? Hoba told me you were crying.."

"I..I can't do this hyung.. i can't keep pushing like this..i can't watch everyone slowly suffer..not again..." Jimin admits softly, coughing into his fist. He held his breath subconsciously, waiting for Namjoon to say that we couldn't afford to slow down, but Namjoon just hugs him whispering the four words Jimin desperately needed to hear.

"We're taking a break.." Namjoon promises.

"But the schedule-"

"Fu*k the schedule. We're past those days.. we don't have to destroy ourselves anymore.. We're taking a break. I'm not going to watch my team suffer again. We're going to make a new schedule next week, and the company already posted that we were taking a short break. It's all handled now, Jiminie.." Namjoon says softly, stroking Jimin's hair, smiling when he feels Jimin relaxing, his shoulders slumping as the tension leaves them. "I'm sorry, Jiminie.. I shouldn't have let that schedule push through in the first place. I promise.. I'll be a better leader from now on.."

#bts sickfic #bts #bts fanfic #bts boys #bts taehyung #bts sickie #bts namjoon #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts jungkook

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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I got 23 drafts that are only halfway finished because I just don't like them and can't bring myself to post them, so I'm going to just type without looking back and post the results. This method worked before I'll just use it again

I asked my friend to choose a number and they chose 2. That makes Yoongi our sickie.

Sickie: Yoongi with flu (emeto warning)

Caretaker: Jin and a bit of Hobi

"Everyone be careful, it's icy here.." Namjoon warns when his foot slips, using Jungkook to catch himself.

"Aiish!" Yoongi tries to quickly grab Jimin to steady himself, but both boys fall to the ground.

"Yoongi, jiminah are you okay?" Jin offers his hands to help them up, pulling Jimin to his feet.

Jimin grabs Jin's hand, but Yoongi doesn't make any move to get up. Eyes screwed shut with pain.

"Yeah, just a sore bottom.." Jimin says rubbing his bottom. "But Yoongi-hyung.. are you okay?"

"Hyung are you hurt?" Hoseok bends down to check on him, helping him sit up slowly.

"Yeah..I'm okay..i just fell on my..back..it..just knocked the..wind out of..me..I'll be okay.." Yoongi says breathlessly, wincing when he sits up, reaching for Hoseok's out reached hand.

"Your hands are freezing hyung.." Hoseok frowns, rubbing them between his. "What happened to your gloves?"

"I couldn't find my gloves. It's just that I touched the snow when i fell.. It's fine, Hoba."

"Are you sure?" Jin asks, brushing the snow off of Yoongi's back. "You should get checked out just in case."

Yoongi checks his shoulder, rolling it back, letting out a deep breath when he doesn't make the pain worse. "I'm okay.."

"There's a little shop up ahead. We can take a rest there." Jungkook says, pointing to a cafe. "Jimin-sii is shivering and I can hear Taehyungie-hyung’s teeth chattering.."

"Sounds good.. I'm freezing too and could use a warm coffee." Jin leads Yoongi, keeping an arm around him for support.

The seven members enter the cafe together, sitting at a booth. Jimin hugs Taehyung close trying to warm the fellow 95er.

"I'll order for us." Namjoon offers, getting up.

"I'll come help you carry them." Hoseok follows Namjoon to the counter.

"Yoongi do you want to go back to the lodge after this? I'll walk back with you if you want." Jin asks,trying to warm his hands. "I don't want you pushing yourself if you're hurting.."

"I'll be okay, Hyung. I'm feeling better now." Yoongi blushes, pulling away from Jin to wipe his dripping nose. "We're already so close to the theater.. it's been forever since we watched a movie together. It's just sitting in a theater."

Namjoon returns with Hoseok to the table, passing out the cups.

"This one is Taehyungie's." Namjoon says, motioning to the one with a stirring stick inside.

"Once we warm up a bit, we should still make the movie. We did leave early in case we got lost." Yoongi sips his coffee, the hot liquid warming his insides.

"Alright. We'll leave in ten minutes.."

"Where's Yoongi?" Jin asks when he looks around the table, noticing there were only five members sitting around the table for breakfast.

"I haven't seen him all morning.. he must still be asleep." Namjoon replies. "Should we wake him?"

"He was up pretty late last night.. I'll just ask if he wants to eat. If he doesn't, we'll let him sleep a little more." Jin gets up to check on his former roommate.

"Yoongi-yah.." Jin knocks softly on the door but gets no answer. He checks the handle, opening the door a crack to peek into the room.

Yoongi was buried underneath his blankets, Jin unable to see anything except for a few fingers poking out from the corner.

"It looks like he's still asleep.." Taehyung whispers by Jin, making the older member jump.

"Aiish!" Jin covers his mouth, relaxing when he sees it's just the younger vocalist. "Vuu, you scared me.." he whispers. "Don't sneak up on me like that.."

"Sorry Hyung, I thought you heard me following you.." Taehyung apologies, lowering his head.

"Let him sleep a bit longer. We don't have any plans until this afternoon anyway." Jin ushers Taehyung back to the kitchen, unaware of the mistake he made.

Yoongi woke up a half hour later, pulling the blanket tighter around his body, a shiver running down his spine. "Mmm.." He moans softly when a ripple of pain runs across his stomach, hugging a pillow to his sore middle.

I don't feel well at all...it was just a dull ache last night..now I can't stop shaking..

Yoongi reaches for the water on the bedside table, hand trembling from the fever that plagued him. Even the slow movement made the pain worse."Hyung..." Yoongi's voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, hugging the pillow once more.

I can't do this..I'm gonna be sick..

Yoongi sits up slowly, his body aching with every movement. "Hymm.." he tries to call louder, but another wave of nausea makes his word break off into a whimper, his stomach pushing up his dinner from last night.

He clamps his hand over his mouth swallowing hard to keep the sick down. He knew if he tried to move he would just throw up all over the bed. Tears of frustration streaked his cheeks, staring at the small trash can underneath the desk.

He felt his stomach lurch up again, trying to untangle himself from the blankets, but it was too late. The sick escaped through the cracks in his fingers, gagging on the foul taste that filled his mouth.

He tried to swallow it down, but another mouthful was pushing its way up his body, becoming more than he could hold. Yoongi moved his hand away from his mouth, spraying the sick all over his blanket.

"Hyung.." Yoongi called desperately, feeling his stomach churning again. He tried to hold down the bile that rose in his throat until Jin came,but his body just wouldn't cooperate with him.

Jin rushes in the room when he hears Yoongi calling, eyes widening when he sees Yoongi throwing up. "Aiigo, Yoongi.." he scanned the room for the trashcan, quickly getting it from underneath the desk and putting it in Yoongi's lap. "It's okay..it's okay hyung is here.." he gently pulls the blanket away from Yoongi, pushing it towards the edge of the bed.

Yoongi hugs the bin to his chest, releasing another round of sick with a gag. "Hyung..." he whines softly, shaking uncontrollably.

Jin wraps his arm around Yoongi, holding him up. "I know baby, I know.. you'll feel better once it's out..don't try to fight it.." he speaks in a soothing tone, gently rubbing his other hand across Yoongi's spine. Another mouthful of bile rises up Yoongi's throat. With a proper bin and Jin by his side, he doesn't try to stop it, allowing the hot bile to fill the bin.

Jin notices Jungkook watching in the doorway. I know you want to help, but Yoongi won't want you seeing him like this.."Jungkook-ah, take care of the blanket for me." He ordered, using a stern tone to get him moving.

Jungkook folds the blanket so the Vomit is covered up by the clean sides, quickly leaving the room.

"And tell the others to stay out unless I ask for them." Jin adds, turning his attention away from his youngest dongsaeng to his oldest. Yoongi lost all the color to his face besides his bright red nose, taking in quick gasps of air between gagging. "Yoon, I know it hurts, but I need to you to take deep breaths for me okay?"

Yoongi nods, trying to take a deep breath in, wincing. "I..it hurts.. it hurts to breath.." he whines, his muscles tightening again to force up a smaller amount of bile, spitting it into the bin.

"I know baby, It's almost over, just endure it a little longer for hyung okay?" Jin wipes the tears from Yoongi's eyes with his sleeve.

Yoongi nods, dry heaving a few more times before the last bit finally comes. He sniffles wetly, leaning against Jin. "I..I'm..I'm sorry.."

Jin gets the water bottle from the table and opening it. "You have no reason to be sorry.. you called for help and that's all I expect from you. You did good.."

Yoongi goes to grab the water bottle, but Jin pulls it away. "No baby let hyung do it,you're shaking and it's still mostly full."

Yoongi lets Jin tip the water bottle by his mouth, taking in a small mouthful and swishing it around to try to get rid of the acid tang, spitting it into the bin.

"You okay, Yoongi?" Jin asks, brow furrowing with worry when he sees Yoongi spit out the water, fearful of another round when he was still recovering from the first.

Yoongi pushes the bin away from himself, feeling woozy at the smell. "I don't want it anymore.." his voice comes out hoarsely, clearing his throat.

"That's okay. I'll put it on the floor for now." Jin places it down on the floor, offering another drink to Yoongi.

Yoongi takes a few swallows of water before turning away, wrapping his arm around himself. "It's cold.." he tells Jin softly when he sees the worried expression.

"You're burning up, though, Yoon.." Jin could feel the heat radiating off of Yoongi's body, beads of sweat glimmering on his skin. "Let's get you out of that wet shirt. It should help.. can you lift up your arms for me?"

Yoongi obeys, letting Jin gently tug the shirt over his head. "Don't go.." he whispers when Jin gets off the bed.

"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I'm just going to get you a dry shirt from your suitcase. Okay?" Jin slowly goes to the suitcase, his heart racing with anxiety to hear Yoongi being so clingy.

He usually just wants to be left alone to sleep.. How high is his fever?

He checks his pocket for his phone, sighing when he finds them empty. He gets a t-shirt from the suitcase and returns to the bed with Yoongi. "Here Yoongi, arms up one more time."

Yoongi doesn't put his arms up as high this time, exhaustion weighing him down. Jin works around it, leading his arms into the sleeves and gently getting it over his head. "There we go. Is that any warmer?"

Yoongi just gives a low groan as a reply, leaning into Jin for warmth. He was finding it harder to stay awake, his eyes closing and opening. "Tired.."

"I know, I know.. just stay up a little bit longer for me okay..? I just need you to take some medicine for your fever.. Hoba!" Jin calls for the next oldest member, Hoseok quickly coming to his call.

"Hoba, I need you to get medicine for Yoongi.. he doesn't want me to leave.." Jin brushes Yoongis hair from being plastered against his forehead, kissing the center to try to gauge how warm he was. "And a cloth and warm water please?"

"Okay, Hyung." Hoseok looks at Yoongi curled up against Jin's side, eyes unfocused and confused when he hears his voice, trying to process who entered. "He's really not well.." Hoseok frowns, quickly leaving the room.

"Yoongi, just stay up a little bit longer, okay? Hobi will be back soon, and once you take the medicine, you can sleep all you want. Just wait until then, baby." Jin runs his hand through Yoongi's hair.

Yoongi nods, leaning into his touch.

"Cute.." Jin smiles fondly, gently ruffling his hair to try to annoy him enough to make it harder to sleep.

Hoseok comes back in the room, placing the bowl of water on the side table and opening the pill bottle. "We only have Tylenol, but it'll at least help with his fever.. Jaykay and Taehyungie went to the store to get more medicine.. do you need me to call them and add anything to the list?"

"Do you want anything Yoongi?" Jin asks gently.

"Some..something warm.." Yoongi speaks slowly, Jin hardly hearing him.

"Ask them to get some ginger tea and some vitamin water just in case he can't hold down food." He gently sits Yoongi up.

Yoongi whimpers when he moves, his stomach muscles tightening painfully. "Ah..Hyung..hurts.."

"I'm sorry..I'm sorry.. you can lay back down right after this.." Jin apologizes, grabbing the water bottle.

Hoseok shakes two pills out, quickly putting them on Yoongi's tongue, Jin giving him water to wash them down.

Yoongi swallows hard, the water feeling heavy in his stomach. He closes his eyes tightly,holding his stomach.

"You okay hyung? Are you going to get sick?" Hoseok asks quickly looking for the waste bin,finding it on the floor.

Yoongi shakes his head when Hoseok tries to put it by him, the smell of the sick only making him feel even worse. "Hoba..don't.."

Hoseok quickly pulls it away. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

Yoongi dry heaves, the pills trying to make their way back up. His body shakes violently, gripping Jin's shirt tightly.

Jin rubs his back, trying to comfort him. "Yoongi..if you need to throw up, you shouldn't fight it. You'll only make yourself feel worse.." he urges Yoongi, but he just shakes his head, waiting out the wave of nausea to pass.

Hoseok quickly removes the bag, replacing it with a shopping bag to see if that would help Yoongi be more willing to let it out. "I switched the bag Hyung.."

If I throw up the medicine won't work..

Yoongi shakes his head again, trying to take deep breaths to control his breathing. His muscles screamed in pain, making tears stream down his cheeks.

Hoseok froze in place, unsure on what to do to help Yoongi. "Hyung should we get a doctor..? He's really not well.."

"No.." Yoongi whines, his anxiety spiking at the thought of being alone in a hospital in a foreign country. "Please.."

"Hoseok-Ah, go and get the heating pad from my room.." Jin says softly to Hoseok, nudging him towards the door.

"R-right.." hoseok scurried out of the room.

The minute felt like hours to Yoongi, the dry heaving eventually dying down leaving him panting to try to fill his lungs that screamed for air. Jin continued to try to comfort him, rubbing his hand down Yoongi's side.

"Yoongi.." Jin wipes Yoongi's cheeks. "Are you okay baby?" He asks softly, using the wet cloth to wash the sweat from his face.

"The..the..ah..smell.." Yoongi tries to explain what happened, but his mind was fuzzy with fever, struggling to gather his thoughts.

"It's okay. Hobi took care of it baby.. don't try to talk..just rest for now, okay? Im going to try to bring down your fever.. I'm not going anywhere okay? I just want to bring the water bowl closer.." Jin speaks slowly, gently moving Yoongi with him, stretching his arm out to reach the bowl.

"Mm.." Yoongi wraps his arms around Jin when he feels him moving. Every centimeter of movement makes his body ache. "Hyung.."

"I know. I know, I'll be quick okay?" Jin places the bowl on the bed, gently wetting the cloth again, gliding it across Yoongi's arm.

"It's cold.." Yoongi whispers, pulling away from him with a wince. "No.." he coughs out the word.

"Yoongi, please, just endure it for me, okay? Once you cool down a bit, you can have heat to help with the pain, okay?" Jin wasn't sure if his words were getting through Yoongi, his eyes glassy with fever looking at something Jin couldn't see.

Hoseok comes back into the room with the heat pad, relaxing when he sees Yoongi falling asleep. "I found it hyung.. how is he?"

"He's really out of it, but i have it under control. if his fever doesn't go down within the hour, we'll try to give him a bath..if that doesn't work, then we'll get a professional." Jin tries to keep his voice steady, not wanting to worry Hoseok.

"Do you want me to do it for you? It must be hard with him on your chest." Hoseok offers, wanting to do anything to help.

Jin gives him the washcloth. "Don't move him, though.."

Hoseok nods, taking it and gently washing Yoongi, his heart tightening when Yoongi coughs. "He's coughing now..?"

"I think it's just his throat being sore from throwing up, but if the kids bring back medicine for cold and flu it'll help with coughs too.." Jin kisses Yoongi's forehead, feeling the heat on his lips. "He's cooled down a bit from earlier.."

"You can tell that with a kiss?" Hoseok questions with amazement. "Woah,you really are like the mom of bangtan."

Jin smiles for a moment, hugging Yoongi a bit closer. "You guys are all my babies. I have to pick up some skills to be able to handle you kids. He'll be fine with medicine and rest.."

Yoongi got a few hours of sleep before his mind riddled him with fever dreams. His breath picks up, his heart racing wildly as his old memories flood his mind.

"Yoongi hyung.." Hoseok gently rubs his hand across Yoongi's chest, trying to wake him without shaking him. "It's okay, it's okay.. it was only a dream.."

Yoongi's eyes fly open, his eyes darting to take in the room, not recognizing the room he was in. "Hyung..Hyungie.."

"Shh..shhn it's okay, he went to eat.. I'm here.. it's okay.. I got you.." Hoseok runs his hand down Yoongi's back, gently scratching his back. I have to calm him down, his fever will rise again..

"I don't want u-us to dis-disband.." Yoongi sniffles, hiccuping between words, hugging Hoseok close. "I want us to-to stay together."

"Oh Yoongi, I'm not going anywhere.. that's in the past hyung. Everyone is happy as seven.. those days are in the past.." Hoseok hugs him back, rubbing his hand across his back. "Don't cry..you'll make me cry.."

"I..i.."Yoongi whimpers, unable to stop the tears from flowing."wan..ev...ry..." His sobs make his speech choppy and inaudible.

"I can't understand you Hyungie, you need to breathe.." Hoseok tries to keep calm, but seeing Yoongi so distraught made his stomach drop.

Yoongi takes a few deep shaky breaths before trying again."The..the..others..i..I want to.." His voice breaks off in a cough, but it was enough for Hoseok to know what he wanted.

"I'll get them for you, okay? Let me just text the group chat okay?" Hoseok gently moves Yoongi to get his phone from his pocket.

Yoongi hyung had a bad dream.. come here..

Hoseok sends a quick message, turning to Yoongi. "Hyung are you okay?"

"My stomach hurts.." Yoongi groans softly when Hoseok moves, wrapping his arm around his middle.

"Do you think you'll be sick?" Hoseok asks with a worried expression.

Yoongi shakes his head, perking up when he sees the younger members flood into the room.

"Hyung do you want a hug?" Taehyung asks, holding out his arms, surprised when Yoongi wraps around him, squeezing the breath out of him.

"It's okay Hyung. I'm not going anywhere.." Taehyung says breathlessly, hugging him back. "No one is."

"I want a hug too." Jungkook holds out his arms, pulling Yoongi close to him.

"Jungkook-ah.. are you okay? You sound weird.." Yoongi asks, worrying about his youngest member.

"Yeah..I'm fine, I just..uh..got a bit emotional.." Jungkook blushes in embarrassment when Yoongi looks at him closer, noticing his puffy red eyes.

"Don't cry over me.. I'll be fine..I'm just..not feeling well.." Yoongi says softly.

"Are you feeling any better?" Taehyung asks, taking a seat on the bed.

"My..my..sides burn when I breathe..but..I'm not as cold as before.. so I'm doing a bit better.."

"I'm sorry Yoongi-hyung..I can turn on the heating pad, it should help." Jungkook reaches over to it, placing it on Yoongi's stomach and putting the setting on low.

"Have..have you guys been here all day..?" Yoongi asks softly, remembering that they were supposed to go skiing.

"Don't worry about that, Hyung. It's been snowing too much to go." Jimin reassures him. "We've been playing games. Staff made us a game room."

Jin enters the room again, sitting with the others. "Me and Jimin made you some Jook.. do you think you could eat a little?"

The thought of food made his stomach churn. "I'm not hu..ngry.." Yoongi coughs, reaching for the water.

"It's okay, Yoongi-hyung.. You don't have to eat.." Hoseok gets the vitamin water, handing it to Yoongi. "We'll get you feeling better soon, then we can enjoy our trip together."

"Thanks everyone.." Yoongi takes a sip of water, smiling fondly at his members who gathered around him.

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How are you doing with the announcement? I can tell you are pretty Taeminkook bias.

I'm not okay, and I don't know what to do about it, but I need to do something about it because I find myself unable to work on requests because of depression. I'm doing better than when I first found out, though, because before thinking about it, it made me cry, and I got over that hurdle.

It's not them leaving that I'm upset with. I'm an adult. i know they have to go, and i know they'll return.

That's not the problem. It’s that I can't get my mind to shut up with twisted thoughts of what could happen to them and that they might not be anything like they are now because of what might happen.

I fear mentally more than physically..

I blame my friend. My friends' military stories are getting to my head.😥

Also, it's not just Vminkook, I'm also worried for Joon and the others too, but four at once just hit harder and I just don't see them as strong as the older boys mentally, especially not Taehyung and Jungkook..but that's just my opinion.

Joon seems to be struggling with something already..I'm hoping it's just the deadline of his military enlistment and him wanting to keep working that has him so stressed out..

Oh gosh I'm sorry. I'm rambling 😅 I'll stop here before I break down to explaining my worries for each boy..

Thank you for worrying about me. I'll be okay.. 💜 love you, army

#bts #thanks for the ask!#im gonna miss them

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Hi, could you do one where Namjoon is insecure about his looks and his position in the group so he goes on a crash diet and overworks himself. He passes out and the other members take care of him.

Oo these are the types of stories I can write quickly, I got an obsession with angst lately.

The seven boys gather together in the hotel room, doing a quick live after their concert that ended an hour ago. Namjoon sits on the floor with Hoseok to read the comments that fly by, Namjoon's eyes catching his name in the comments.

The boys were eating food that staff prepared for them, chatting with army until they finished eating.

"What are we eating? Ah..I'm not entirely sure what its called.. I think this is ox tail. It's really good." Hoseok shows the camera the food on the chop sticks before popping it into his mouth. "This is my first meal today.."

"Me too, me too." Jimin says between bites of noodles.

OT6JJSJVJ:[Namjoon you're too fat to sit in the front you're blocking Jungkook. Move to the back.]

7wUArmy:[Leave Namjoon alone. He's probably stressed because they lost against that soloist again.

OT6JJSJVJ: [RM is too busy focusing on writing cringe lyrics to lead his team properly. He should let Hobi or Jin be leader.]

Namjoon looks away from the screen, not wanting to look at the comments. I'm leading my team as I've always done.. it's true dance practice doesn't go too well without Hoba there, but I can keep everyone in line..

Hoseok notices the sadness in his eyes, reaching over to touch his knee, unsure on what he read. The long English comments go too fast for him to read. "Make a heart if you read this?" He makes a hand heart. "[Love you army. What is every one is doing?]" Hoseok tries to speak English to get the international army answering his questions.

Vminkooker13: [I'm in class]

NIRAGRAPOPO: [I'm studying Korean. It's super hard..]

OT6JJSJVJ[I'm just watching six cute boys]

"Six? No. Not six. Seven. Seven." Hoseok catches the comment.

Ot6JJSJVJ: [I only see six cute ones and one pig.]

Namjoon recognizes the username from earlier, knowing it was them they meant. He stops eating, placing his chopsticks down. He weighed himself last week and noticed he gained five pounds, but he thought nothing of it since he was working out so much.

"[Ah, korean hard? Same..same with English..]" Hoseok answers the comment he read.

"[Keep practicing. You can do it. I..uh..believe..in you.]" Jimin cheers them on. "Fighting."

"[English is so hard..]" Jungkook agrees.

"[Good luck!]" Taehyung cheers.

Namjoon smiles softly and cheers up by hearing the younger members attempt English. "[Learning a new language isn't easy. Thank you for attempting to learn. It means so much to us.]"

MICMICBUNGEE: [you should teach the others English for us I-army. Felix and Chan got their members speaking English.]

"[Hey, hey. Stop. Stop.] It isn't Namjoon's fault we aren't good at learning it. He does his best to teach us." Hoseok defends his leader.

"[Leave.] Leave now if you are going to talk that way." Yoongi says curtly.

"[Reset. Reset chat with Purple heart. I want purple heart.]" Taehyung requests making a heart with his his hands, not wanting to see any more argument.

"Heart, please?" Jungkook asks, relaxing when the comments are flooded with hearts, blocking out all the comments.

"Let's send only love." Jimin tells the chat.

RockVison: I love you Jimin-sii

PaRtYYeeah: I love you BTS

Lobeyourself: I love you Namjoon. You're the best leader in kpop!

The comments flooded with love, but the damage was already done. Namjoon pretended to go back to eating, but he only picked up a few noodles with each bite, looking at his image on the screen.

He looked to be a healthy weight, but when he looked at his image compared to Taehyung, seeing the younger member stretching revealing a bit of his small waist, he grabbed the cushion he was sitting on to hold, covering his body.

I need to start dieting..

"What's wrong Namjoon-ah?" Yoongi asks leaning closer to Namjoon to talk by his ear, whispering while Jimin and Hoseok talk to the chat. "Is your stomach bothering you?"

"Ah, a little bit.. I think the food is a bit too greasy for me.." Namjoon takes the opportunity to stop eating.

"Wash up and get some sleep when we turn off the live.. I'll bring you some medicine." Yoongi whispers, leaning back on the couch.

Chim13: Namjoon-sii is cute with extra weight. I love my gentle giant.

Namjoon read the comments again, giving a forced smile when he sees another comment about his appearance. "I look cute? Thank you. I'll probably end up losing it, though. We have a really tight schedule this month."

"Everyone's finished eating but Jungkook? Since this is his hotel room, we can leave him eating,but I'm tired. I'm going to my room. I love you guys.." Yoongi bows, dismissing himself from the live, trying to get the others to follow suit.

"We have a flight tomorrow so we should all go." Jin gets the hint, all seven brothers saying good bye to army, sending their love before shutting off the live.

"Good night, guys. See you in the morning." Namjoon is the first one to leave. Its still a bit early.. I'll do a quick workout before washing up..

Namjoon takes a deep breath, trying to stop his body from shaking. I forgot how hard it is to diet.. I need to get some water..

"[BTS, this is your first concert in America in two years. Are you guys nervous?]" One of the MCs asks, looking at Namjoon standing in front, but Namjoon jumps in surprise, not noticing that the man approached him.

"Ah, nervous..yes..but..so excited!" Jin covers for Namjoon, speaking into the mic. "[Right, guys?]"

"Yeah yeah!" The others cheer behind them.

"[This will be a good warm up for you. Will you tell me what song you'll be performing?]"

"Sorry hyung.." Namjoon murmurs, taking the mic back from Jin's shaky hands. They were invited to iheart award show and left earlier than most of the staff, leaving Namjoon in charge of translations. "[That's a surprise for Army..]"

"Nice. Nice. So you won the biggest fanarmy for the past few years, do you think you'll win it this year as well?" The man asks.

"[I mean.. it is called the fanARMY award. We are so grateful for our fans. We would be nothing without them.." Namjoon's words make the crowd around them scream. He was grateful for Army their voices covering up the sound of his stomach gurgling. I should've eaten more than that apple this morning..please let that be his last question..

Namjoon hardly ate anything in the past five days, and it was catching up with him. He had to clutch the mic with both hands to keep his hands from trembling, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over him, feeling dizzy.

I don't know if I can perform like this..I'm so tired..

"I'm looking forward to seeing your performance. Good luck!" The interviewer leaves to their next guests, the members being shuffled forward for a photo.

Namjoon keeps one arm around Jin's shoulder to keep balanced, forcing himself to focus on the camera. Jin can feel Namjoon trembling, but he doesn't say anything until they make it to the back room.

"Namjoon-ah are you feeling okay?" Jin asks with concern. "You're shaking.. are you sick?" He touched Namjoon's cheek. "You feel cold.."

"I'm not sick. Don't worry. I'm fine, I'm just super nervous and very embarrassed. I didn't notice him approaching.." Namjoon answers honestly.

"You don't look well, Namjoon. I think you're getting sick. Try to take it easy today, okay? We'll take the lead from here, okay?"

"Alright, Hoba." Namjoon agrees easily. For the past few days Hoseok was already contributing the most during the meetings alongside Yoongi.

Maybe he would be a better leader than me. I can't even diet and focus on work at the same time..

"Sit here, I'll go get you some water." Hoseok pushes him into a seat, motioning for Jin to follow.

"Do you think he's sick?" Jin says softly, already guessing what he wanted to talk about.

"I don't know, that's what I wanted your opinion on. He hasn't been coughing or anything.. he just seems really tired." Hoseok gets a water from the mini fridge, poking Jungkook with it. "Give this to Namjoon for me?"

"Sure hyung." Jungkook takes it, going over to their leader.

"Do you think we're doing too many practices? Should we cut our night practice shorter? Taehyungie and Jaykay look like they've lost weight, too.." Hoseok frets over his younger members, seeing Jungkook's broad back but small waist as he walks away.

"I don't think it's a problem. Jungkook and Taehyung seem fine, it's only Namjoon who's exhausted." Jin gestured to the three youngest Jimin giving the hair stylist a hard time as he continues to role play with Taehyung, pretending to be shot in the chest, stumbling back a few steps.

Jungkook rushes over to Jimin to save him, placing his hand over the 'wound.' "Jimin-sii! Jimin-sii hang in there."

"Kids stop giving noona a hard time." Yoongi scolds them. "Wait until she fixes your hair to play."

"Okay Suga-hyung.." Jimin says with an apologetic smile, taking a seat.

Hoba handles dance practice, and Yoongi can control the younger members better than I can. What I'm best at is interviews, but I've been messing up lately.. am I still cut out to be their leader?

"Namjoon-sii, your in ear. You haven't set yours up yet.." Jin approached him, making him jump.

"Aiish..! Ah. I'm sorry, you startled me.." Namjoon blushes when he sees the other members look in his direction.

"Are you okay?" He asks while he helps get him hooked up, leading the wire to go up his shirt and through top, stretching it to his ear.

"Yes. Everything's fine. I was just deep in thought. Thanks, Hyung. I do the rest myself.. " Namjoon bows slightly.

"You're lying to me Namjoon-ah. Something's bothering you. You know if you want to talk about it, I'm here. We all are. Okay?" Jin says in a soft tone, rubbing Namjoon’s back.

Namjoon was tempted to tell him how awful he felt, how he's only allowed himself to eat one small thing like apples and small chicken breasts a day while keeping up with his workout routine and their busy work schedule. But, he couldn't get himself to do it.

We need to focus on the performance, I don't need them messing up because of me..

"I'm just a bit depressed, I'm okay.." Namjoon felt his stomach knot with guilt, making him feel even more nauseous than before.

"[You guys are up next.]" A staff member calls into the room, saving Namjoon from the oldest member's prying. "[You have four minutes.]"

"[Thank you.]" Namjoon gets to his feet to bow, then gathers his members. "We need go. We're up next.. we have less than 5 minutes."

Namjoon takes a deep breath as he walks with the other members towards the stage, listening to the crowd screaming. He feels Hoseok's fingers wrap around his shoulder, looking at the worried 94er.

"We're doing Fire..you could do this song blind folded.." Hoseok reassures him, squeezing his shoulder. "You don't have to be nervous.."

He's right.. I know this song inside and out.. I've done it hundreds of times.. he seems to always know the right thing to say..

The members calmly walk towards the front of the stage, the music starting as soon as they make it to their positions.

Namjoon tried to keep the same energy as the other members, but it felt like he was moving in slow motion compared to them. He pushes himself harder to keep up with the others, ignoring the green haze that blurred his vision.

My verse is coming, I need to pull myself together, I'm making my team look bad..

Namjoon takes a deep breath, moving to his position. His heart was pounding loudly in his ears, making him miss his cue, stuttering over the first word before recovering.

His anxiety spiked, only escalating how awful he felt. His body swayed when he moved to the next position, his vision tunneling until everything faded to black...

Namjoon's eyes slowly flutter open, feeling the prick of an IV leaving his skin.

"Namjoon-ah you're awake.." Jin sighs in relief, reaching to take Namjoon's hand. "When you fainted like that, you scared me.."

"What happened to you, Hyungie?" Jungkook asks with concern. "Please you need to tell us what's wrong so we can help you.."

"I'm sorry you guys..this is all my fault.." Namjoon's voice comes out softly, tears swelling in his eyes. "I just..wanted to be someone you and Army could be proud of.."

"What do you mean? No one's disappointed in you. Everyone here is proud of you.." Yoongi says genuinely.

"We just want to help you get better, but we need to know what's wrong. Please Joon, what's going on with you.. you've been pushing yourself too hard." Jin says with a mix of frustration and concern.

"Do you remember that live we did? The one we ended early? I read a few comments and.." Namjoon pauses, feeling ashamed that he let them get to him. Jin rubs his thumb across the younger’s knuckles, encouraging him to go on. He looked around the room, seeing all six of his brothers waiting patiently for him to continue, their eyes filled with worry.

Namjoon takes a breath, slowly releasing it before finishing. "I'll be okay..I..I just need to eat.. I haven't..had a real meal since that live.."

"Oh, Namjoon.. baby, you have to eat.. you need at least one meal the way your lifestyle is.." Hoseok's voice didn't have a once of judgment over Namjoon’s actions, only concern for his friend.

"I know.. I'm sorry.. I just couldn't do it.. I felt so sick after that live.. I ended up throwing up that night.. i just.. I dont know. I felt guilty..like.. every time i looked in the mirror..I saw that i was bigger than i used to be..The scale was going down, but i wanted to be as good as i was when i first debuted..." Namjoon admits, struggling to get the words out.

"It's okay, Joon, you don't have to explain yourself.. just let hyung take care of you. We'll get you a proper meal, and once you're doing better, we can get you on a healthy diet." Jin speaks calmly.

"We can go on a diet together after this tour. Right now we need to keep our energy up. Okay Joonie?" Hoseok sits on the bed next to Namjoon, wrapping around him.

"Hoba?" Namjoon says his name, leaning into him

"Yeah?"

"Do..do you think I'm the right person to be the leader?" Namjoon asks meekly, not looking at him.

"Where did that question come from? Of course you are. We decided you were the best choice in the beginning and my opinion hasn't changed." Hoseok reassures him. "Just because you need help doesn't mean you aren't cut out for the position anymore." Hoseok spoke honestly.

"Namjoon-ah, I never once thought of you as a bad leader. You're only human, you'll make mistakes and you'll have bad days, but if I were leader or Seokjinnie hyung or Hoba or whoever.. they would too. Don't let those antis mess with your head. You are the one I want to follow." Yoongi explains to Namjoon in a serious tone, remembering the live and how they cut it short. "I know I wouldn't be able to handle the stress.."

"Oh me neither.. I already have enough work with choreography. I don't think I would've made it past the first year if I were given a leader role. I almost quit during our training days." Hoseok adds in.

Namjoon felt the weight that was holding him down, lifting from his chest hearing the praise of the older members. "Thank..augh.." he winces when he feels his stomach cramp with hunger. "I need sonething..."

"[Sir, is it okay for us to go?]" Jimin asks the medic

"[If he fainted from malnutrition, then he should be fine to go, but if you start feeling dizzy like that again go to the hospital to get another.]" The man tells him.

"Let's go get something to eat." Jimin says, his own stomach growling at the thought of food.

"Let's order cheese burgers." Taehyung says eyes already round with anticipation "But we can have whatever you want hyung."

"That sounds amazing.." Namjoon smiles.

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