#sickie Jungkook

[darl-ingfics]

Hello! I loved your Jin fic so much! Would you be willing to write a fic about Jungkookie with a cold? Thank you for sharing your works💕

I'm so glad you liked my last BTS fic! Hopefully this one lives up to your expectations!

Under the Weather

Fandom: BTS

Sickie: Jungkook

Caregiver(s): BTS (a little bit of everyone)

Word Count: 1,480

“We’ve had such a lovely time with you tonight, despite the weather!” Namjoon called over the rain that had, mercifully, started easing up when their ending ment began. He was holding one of the black umbrellas the staff had provided. Of course they couldn’t use them while performing, but this was just talking, and even though they were already soaked through, there was something comforting about escaping the feeling of raindrops hitting his head. 

“Maybe in spite of the weather?” Seokjin asked, sharing his umbrella with Jimin, (they’d only found four). 

“Perhaps because of the weather?!” Hoseok exclaimed, slipping out from under the umbrella he shared with Jungkook and spinning around in a circle, arms open to the clouds. The crowd roared with laughter. 

“I think we’ve weathered this storm pretty well, right?” Seokjin replied, totally enjoying the game. 

“And when next we meet, we can decide whether or not it was worth it,” Hoseok played along. 

“Hopefully not under the weather,” Jimin added, gesturing towards the sky as the rain began to pour down a bit more heavily.  

“Iiit-schew!” Jungkook stumbled back, nearly dropping the umbrella from the force the sneeze. Hoseok and Taehyung immediately started laughing while the maknae looked sheepishly over at Jimin, sending a deadpan glare in his direction. “Sorry!” A yell of ‘don’t get sick!’ rang out from the audience, and Jungkook immediately shook one hand at them, scrambling to right the umbrella with the other. “I’m fine, I’m fine! Bad timing!” 

Hoseok rejoined Jungkook under the umbrella. The minute the two made eye contact, they burst out laughing again. They continued to shake with giggles until Hoseok latched onto Jungkook, hugging him from behind, chin resting on the maknae’s shoulder as they listened to the rest of the members’ speeches. 

Namjoon narrowed his eyes. There was something about the way that Hoseok was holding onto Jungkook. He had his arms looped around Junkook’s waist, giving off the appearance of leaning on the younger man, but in reality… Hoseok had his feet flat on the stage, while Jungkook’s knees were bent ever so slightly. Hoseok was holding Jungkook up. Which meant… Oh. OH.

Their goodbyes took another ten minutes. As soon as they got off stage, careful not slip on the rain-slicked steps, they were met with applause from their stage crew and towels from the managers. Once they were all off the steps, mics handed dutifully to the sound crew, the group bowed to the team assembled before them.

“Thank you everyone!” Namjoon exclaimed for the group. “We could not have survived tonight without you all. Thank you, thank you, thank you!” 

“You guys did FANTASTIC!” their manager said, looking them each in the eye as the rest of the crew dispersed to get things cleaned and packed up. “Get out of those clothes quick; you must be absolutely freezing. Cars will be here in twenty.”

A chorus of “Thanks, hyung!” followed the manager as he dashed off to complete his duties for the evening. Namjoon huddled his members together. “Real quick, then let’s rip these clothes off…”

“Oh, Joonie, right here? How scandalous!” Hoseok joked, hand to his chest. Taehyung shoved him playfully, earning a nod from Namjoon.

“Anyway. I’m so proud of us. We haven’t performed in rain like that in a while, and we handled it like professionals. Now let’s go home and eat!” He put his hand in the middle, and everyone followed suit. “Bangtan, Bangtan, Bangbangtan!” 

As everyone began to back away, the leader grabbed Jungkook’s arm. “Hey Kookie, you good? I noticed Hobi holding onto you out there.” 

Jungkook nodded. “I’m okay.” He immediately lurched to the side, hands steepled over his face, with a desperate string of sneezes, “Heh-idschiew! It'schiew! Hii’shoo! Heh- heh, aw fuck, HA-aktschew!” Namjoon’s heart broke in that instant. He could feel the rest of the members freezing too, helplessly watching their maknae fall apart. 

“Oh baby,” Taehyung muttered, rubbing his friend’s back as Hoseok appeared at his side with tissues. Where he’d found them, no one knew. 

“Bless you, bud,” Namjoon said, suspicion beyond piqued at this point. “Did you actually get sick from the rain, Kook?” 

The youngest member shook his head. “No, I was sick when I woke up this morning.”

Namjoon’s eyes went wide and Seokjin gasped, “JUNGKOOK! Why didn’t you say something?”

Jungkook shrugged. “Cause I’m an adult and can take care of myself?” He sniffled, a sweatshirt-covered hand swiping at his nose, making him look a bit more like a child than he realized. “I’ve been taking meds all day. And drinking water. All the things you’ve taught me.”

“Well… still,” Seokjin huffed, arms crossing over his chest. “You can tell us when you’re not feeling well.”

“No, cause then you’d all baby me all day…”

“I thought you loved that, though,” Jimin cooed, pinching Jungkook’s cheeks even as the younger man whined at him not too.

“Okay, sometimes I like the attention,” Jungkook amended, finally succeeding in getting Jimin off of him. The older man settled for a back hug, similar to Hoseok while on stage. “But not when we’re performing! That stresses me out!” He coughed into his fist, leaned away from Jimin. 

“Okay, okay, message received. We’re being that exactly kind of overbearing he doesn’t want.” Yoongi snapped his fingers, shifting the attention to himself. “Everyone go change before the rest of us get sick too.” He snapped specifically at Jungkook. “And you wash your hands before you touch anything.”

“Better idea: touch all of Yoongi’s things first,” Taehyung added, earning him a slap on the neck from Yoongi. Jimin felt Jungkook laugh as Yoongi continued to chase after Taehyung. He also felt the younger man shivering. 

The older vocalist pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s neck. “Come on, babe. Let’s get you warmed up.”

Fifteen minutes later, Jungkook stumbled into the van, not caring which one, and collapsed face down into the first lap he found, which happened to be Seokjin’s. Did he feel better after putting on dry clothes? No, no he did not. But perhaps that had more to do with the preceding three hours in rain, intense dancing, and the fact that the Dayquil was half an hour overdue. 

Jungkook didn’t realize he’d likely said parts of this rant out loud until Seokjin laughed, brushing his hand through the younger man’s wet hair. “What are we going to do with you?” he asked. 

“We’re gonna go home, take the hottest shower known to man, and then you and your immune system of steel, and anyone else who wants to join, are going to cuddle with me and we’re going to watch movies,” Junkook answered simply, leaving no room for argument. 

“Oh, assertive are we?” Hoseok joked from the backseat. His elbows were leaning on the back of the middle row, which meant he wasn’t wearing a seatbelt, which Seokjin would have to address as soon as they started moving. 

“Hyung, I just performed in the rain for three hours with a cold. Talking hurts, I can’t breathe through my nose, and I’m willingly consenting to staying in bed and not doing anything. I think I can be a little assertive,” Junkook said in reply, sounding terribly pathetic. The puppy eyes looking up through his lashes were certainly pitiful enough to melt Jin’s heart. 

“I know, baby, I’m just teasing you.” Hoseok reach forward to pat Jungkook’s cheek, his fingers lingering tenderly for a moment. 

“That’s his job,” Seokjin added, earning a smile from the maknae. The driver announced that they had the all clear to leave. Jin nodded, shifting so his back was resting properly against the seat. “Alright, Kook, you gotta sit up and put a seatbelt on. You too, Hobi.”

“Aye aye, captain.” Hoseok added a salute as a flourish to his statement before sliding back into his seat. Jungkook hoisted himself into a sitting position, claiming the middle sit next to Seokjin and melting into his side as soon as his seatbelt was on. 

“You know I was going to do it anyway.”

“Huh?” Jungkook scrubbed at his nose with his sleeve, sniffling as he glanced up at Seokjin for clarification.

“Cuddle you and watch movies until you feel better.”

“Yeah,” the maknae replied sleepily, settling back against Jin’s shoulder, his eyes slipping closed.

“Cause I’ll do anything you ask me to.”

“Um-hm.”

“Really. You wouldn’t even have to ask, I’d just do it anyway.”

“Okay.”

“I think you aren’t taking this seriously.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” Seokjin said, pecking a soft kiss to his friend’s (thankfully cool) forehead as the car pulled away from the venue, getting them one step closer to home. 

“And I love you both three,” Hoseok added from the backseat. Seokjin turned just enough to see him, smiling softly at the rapper already beaming him.

[crystalsnow95z]

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.

[alphabetboyluvr]

just read the new yu chapter and i can't stop crying

i'm literally

i really thought they-

*sobs*

i just think they needed a little more room to grow away from each other!! their brains still needed a little time to develop!!!

i know exactly what i think happens after the chapter ends tho he he

[justmorebtsffs]

Love Yourself | Jikook

This is the first time I'm writing for Jikook. Wish me luck.

Summary: When comments from antis send Jimin's mental and physical health into a downwards spiral Jungkook is there to catch him. Angst then fluff with a happy ending.

Sickie: Park Jimin (Snow Leopard hybrid, not really that big a part of the story, hardly mentioned actually but I couldn’t think of another reason why anyone would make fun of Jimin, he’s just so pretty.)

Caretaker: Jungkook

WARNING: This is a whole 19 albeit short chapter fic so it is very long

JIMIN’S P.O.V

It’s our day off and we’ve  gathered around the table to watch a fan cover of The Truth Untold that Tae said was really good.

The fan is a female k-army, under the username ARMY-BLINK💜. Her voice is beautiful and I agree that we should definitely like the video and leave a nice anonymous comment. Tae scrolls down to the comments to type out our compliments when I see it:

@anti1357 - wow ARMY-BLINK💜, this cover is so good, especially Jimin’s part you sing some much better, you should take his place

I look away, and focus on listening to the cover again, ignoring it.

—

Jin hyung makes a delicious dinner as usual and we all eat together, but I can’t stop thinking about that comment. Of course I know about antis but I can’t believe someone would write something so rude, I mean they don’t even know if we’re going to see it.

When it’s time to go to bed Kook and I head off to our room.

“You’ve been quiet, Minnie. Something on your mind?” Kook asks, hugging me from behind as I brush my teeth.

I finally answer “No, just tired.”

He seems to accept this and heads to bed, I join him soon after.

—

I can’t sleep, do people really think I’m that bad? I have to know.

Releasing myself from Kook’s grip (not an easy feat) I open my phone and find the video, scrolling straight to the comments section. The comment is still there but now it has a reply . . . several in fact.

@anti1357 - wow ARMY-BLINK💜, this cover is so good, especially Jimin’s part you sing some much better, you should take his place

> @hybrid-hater - totally! This song is actually great without that ugly hybrid.

> > @btsucks - yeah and people say he’s the visuals, ugh! 🤮

> > > @Jimin-has-no-jams - ikr freak! 🐈🤡

I look at more comments, these ones from my latest selca titled: Sunny day with Jungkookie.

It’s a full body mirror photo of us with the sunny skyline visible from the balcony behind us. I was so happy when we took this but now the smile on my face feels foreign.

There are comments here too, many good but a lot negative. One from a supposedly army user catches my eye.

@Taekook4life - literally ewww! Beautiful Jeon Jungkook . . . with him, but like Jimin is soo ugly tho. And you can see the fat on him. Jungkook needs to just get with Kim Taehyung instead.

> @Jimin’s-jams - first of all that’s so rude, that’s muscle, from dancing, and I bet he can dance so much better than any of us can! so pls be quiet.

> > @OT6 - if they’re muscles from dancing then why’s he so terrible at dancing then, honestly he’s a joke, I bet Bang Pd just felt bad for him.

> > > @Solo-stan - he must have because Jimin can’t even sing that well, he is literally so whiny.

And there are more on each of our music videos, mainly about how freakish my ears and tail are, how I should hide them, how a hybrid like me belongs on a circus stage not a concert stage.

Jungkookie always says my ears and tail are cute, he wouldn’t lie to make me feel better would he? I look over at Jungkook then stand up to look in our mirror. They’re right, I am fat, how did I not notice before. What else have I missed, I put in my AirPods and click on a BTS Run dance practice episode.

It gets to a part where I start singing my lines, I wince. It does sound awful and whiny, and as I watch the dance I can’t help but notice that everyone else is so much better than me, my ears and tail swish awkwardly. At one point my unwieldy tail smacks Hobi-hyung. He laughs it off but can I see a hint of disgust in his face? Then I watch myself do aegyo to the camera, I don’t look cute at all, I look like a fool then Tae joins in with his signature boxy smile. He looks so cute and yet still supernaturally beautiful at the same time.

Jealousy courses through me, I’m an awful person for being jealous of him but how can I not be when someone as perfect as Kim Taehyung is who Jungkook deserves, not me.

I click over to our channel looking at the comments sections. Each video is only more of the same, dozens and dozens of them. I see some of the same names but mostly they're all different. Do this many people actually hate our music just because of me? How many more fans would the other members have if I wasn’t in the group? A lot. It’s my fault, I’m dragging them down, but I can’t leave the group, I’m far too selfish for that, and I hate it.

As I watch more Run Episodes I notice small things and realise something big: the other members don’t actually like me, Hoseok-Hyung is always correcting me in dance, I’m always picked last or second to last for a team and Jin always serves me last. And Jungkook, well I knew he was too good to be true.

(A/N poor baby is reading all the social cues wrong)

I know what I’ll do . . . I’ll make myself worthy.

My eyes are wet with tears as I open my notes app and start a list.

Lose weight (at least 2 kg so small portions only)

Improve singing & dancing (practise longer)

No aegyo (don’t embarrass Jungkook)

I set an alarm for 5:00 AM. I’ll start early with dance practice tomorrow.

—

My alarm vibrates at 5:00 AM. I’m exhausted from staying up so late last night but I can afford to delay my plan.

I change taking care to hide my cumbersome tail and pressing down my ears, it kind of hurts but it’s bearable. Then I get a taxi cab to the studio. It’s cold and I realise I forgot my coat. Oh well, dancing will warm me up.

—

About 90 minutes later my phone dings, I don’t need distractions but I catch a glimpse of the caller ID Kookie

I pick it up too hopefully. I shouldn’t bae hopeful, he’s probably just mad at me for leaving him. I’m such a horrible boyfriend, I make myself sick.

“Minnie! Where are you? I woke up and you were gone! No note or text or anything! Your coat’s still here, it's freezing out, you'll catch a cold.”

I listen carefully, the concern in his voice doesn’t sound superficial but I can’t be sure.

“I-I was just at the studio.”

“The studio, since when?”

“I got up at 5:00AM, don’t worry about me please. I just wanted to get a headstart on the routine.”

“Minnie, of course I’m going to worry . . . we were all worried.” Jungkook says, “Have you eaten? Please come back for breakfast, I’ll come pick you up myself. I miss you.”

Breakfast sounds wonderful right now but I remember the first item on my list. “It’s okay I’ve already eaten, I packed a snack. You don’t need to bother yourself this early, we'll just be coming right back.”

“Oh.” is all Jungkook says. My brain says he sounds disappointed but why would he be disappointed to not see me. Yet at the same time I feel like a terrible boyfriend for not spending time with him. Dancing more will surely make me feel better. Jungkook will be glad once I start losing some of this extra weight.

“Um well I’ll see you soon.” I say and hang up guiltily.

(A/N: Where HaVe you been?! Car gone, no note! You could’ve DiEd, you could’ve been SeEn!)

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

By the time we arrive at the studio I’m practically bouncing out of my seat with excitement to see Jiminnie. It was a nasty shock not waking up to his warm body next to me with his fuzzy tail curled around me.

I called him as soon as I found my phone and his coat which he left. On the phone he sounded weird, I don't know but definitely off, I hope he isn’t getting sick from being out in this early cold snap without a coat. He said he wanted to practise more but I don’t see why he needs to (especially at 5:00AM) when he’s already progressing fine with the moves.

When I open the door to the studio he's in the middle of the routine, we watch as he finishes it, flawlessly. He shakes his head, clearly dissatisfied and is about to start again when Namjoon-hyung clears his throat.

Minnie jumps about a metre into the air in fright. I run over and hug him, he looks pale and he has dark circles under his eyes. He’s sweaty like he’s been dancing for hours already.

What sparked all this. None of us have time to ask because the dance instructor comes in and instructs us to begin warm ups, even Jimin who is obviously very warmed up puts his all into the stretches.

I notice something though, his eyes don’t look alive like usual, they look desperate. But that’s just my imagination being overprotective. He’s fine, we all get like this sometimes.

-----

If Minnie looked worn out before practice he looks awful now. Well maybe I’m exaggerating because I’m so worried, but I mean has no one else noticed?

I walk over to Tae watching as Jimin talks to Hoseok with an almost sad expression.

“Hey Tae!” He’s on his phone

“Wha- Oh Kook! You look worried, what’s wrong?”

I step back a bit shocked, he read me so easily, maybe he can read Minnie too.

“Well, yes. Have you noticed something off about Jiminie or is it just me?”

He looks at Jimin for a moment then back to me. “He does seem tired but that is probably just from being up so early and dancing so long. I’m sure he’ll perk right up as soon as you cuddle him.”

“Yeah.” I shrug. “I guess I’m just being overprotective.

He shakes his head. “You both did very well today.”

“Thanks.” I say

JIMIN’S P.O.V

After we’re all changed from dancing it’s time for vocal practice.

I sing as well as I can, it’s still not nearly as good as the others (especially Tae) but the satisfaction I get from actually making an effort is amazing, my whole body buzzes with it.

Soon everyone’s getting up, why it’s only been  . . . 2 hours. Two hours, already! I guess time flies when you’re working hard. My stomach grumbles. I look around embarrassed but nobody seems to have heard, no one is paying attention to me. I guess that’s what happens when I just put my head down and work like I’m supposed to.

I am about to get up when I remember my pact with myself. I skipped breakfast but dinner would be impossible to skip completely without the other noticing or offending Jin-hyung so I must skip lunch. I sit back down.

Jungkook lingers by the door.

“I’ll be there in a second. I just want to get this one part.” I lie.

“Come on Jungkook-ah! They're serving udon in the cafeteria today, if we go we can get in line first.” Taehyung says

Jungkook nods excitedly and hurries out the door behind him. “Bye Jiminnie!” Not sparing a glance behind him.

My face feels hot and tears well up in my eyes. I fight them down. Why should I be crying, this is what’s supposed to happen right? Jungkook deserves someone like Tae.

I push the feelings down, I’m wasting my time here doing nothing, being useless. I hit the play button for the track and get to practising. After what seems like no time at all the track stops. What? I have it on a loop.

“Park Jimin!” It’s Jin-hyung, with Namjoon-hyung right behind him. “What are you doing?”

His intensity scares me, I fight down tears again wondering why I have too, I’m not usually this weak. “I was practising hyung.” I tell him.

“Practising! Through lunch break!” Oh no I can tell he’s about to start rapping . . .

“But you need to eat, you’ve been dancing since 5:00 AM and you probably didn’t even have a proper breakfast. How disrespectful to yourself and to me not to have the food I make every morning. You won’t be healthy if you don’t eat, you'll die! Do you want to die?”

I look down “No, hyung I just was-”

The technician comes in. “Alright, I hope you had a yummy lunch, it’s time to do the test recording. We can try the beats Namjoon-ssi was talking about earlier.

Earlier, I wonder? I was so focused on my part I didn’t hear that.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V.

“Lunch time, yess!” Hoseok-hyung says.

I smile. It has been a long morning, from worrying about Minnie to a satisfying recording session. We all get out of our seats to head for lunch, almost all of us.

I wait by the door for Jimin, he’s still looking over his part. I wait for him to get up and I start to call his name when he notices me.

“I’ll be there in a second. I just want to get this one part.” He smiles, does it not look as bright as usual?

I want to believe him, I really do but . . .

Tae taps my shoulder, “Come on Jungkook-ah! They're serving udon in the cafeteria today, if we go we can get in line first.”

I turn, if he needs to be alone then I’ll let him. He said he won’t be long and I am excited for udon, I’ll get Jiminnie his favourite so we can share. “Bye Jiminnie!”

It’s been 15 minutes and he still hasn’t come down. I cover the food so it won’t get cold, I don’t feel like eating much anyway. Lunch is lonely without Minnie, anything is lonely without Minnie.

After 20 minutes nobody else is eating either, they’re looking at me, expectantly.

Oh. “He said he’d be down soon.”

“Hmm” says Namjoon, “Should we . . .?”

“Yeah.” agrees Jin-hyung, replying to the almost silent communication.

We pack up our leftover food and get up then all at once like a six-way-telepathy, we start running. We pass TXT, who bow. We bow back as we run.

Whe Jin opens the door, music spills out. The track. Jimin is singing his part. Flawlessly, but not beautifully. Normally when I listen to him I feel my knees going weak, and I think that maybe I can sink into the music. Now it feels empty. I feel like the sound is hollowing me out inside. I watch Jimin’s face as he sings, his expression is empty too, like his music, void of personality. He looks . . . vacant. He looks awful. I feel like I’m going to cry, seeing him like this. What happened to him? Was I too harsh this morning? He doesn’t deserve to look like this, no one does.

I watch Jin walk over to the and practically slam the pause button. He looks as upset as I feel.

“Park Jimin! What are you doing?” Jimin looks up, he looks shocked and confused, he blinks and looks around Jin-hyung to Namjoon-hyung.

“I was practising hyung.” He says, his voice sounds dry. How many times has he practised his part?

“Practising! Through lunch break!” Jin-hyung looks furious. I want to tell him to be easy on Minnie, but I’m angry too. He left me all alone for lunch. He said he’d only be a second, he lied to me, and he didn’t eat.

“But you need to eat, you’ve been dancing since 5:00 AM and you probably didn’t even have a proper breakfast. How disrespectful to yourself and to me not to have the food I make every morning. You won’t be healthy if you don’t eat, you'll die! Do you want to die?”

He looks down, I wish he’d look up so he could see the concern on my face. I hope my face is conveying the depth of it.  “No, hyung I just was-”

Someone opens the door, the technician. Already? I check the time, he’s right on time, we are early.  “Alright, I hope you had a yummy lunch, it’s time to do the test recording. We can try the beats Namjoon-ssi was talking about earlier.

Jimin looks confused again.

—

When we get home Jimin goes straight to bed.

I look at Jin-hyung.

“It’s okay.” he says, “He’s tired, he can have a big breakfast tomorrow, I’ll make sure of it.”

“Thanks hyungie!”

“Of course.”

JIMIN’S P.O.V.

I open my eyes, everything feels foggy and dull. The bed is cold, Jungkook isn’t here. Feelings rise up inside me and I stifle them. Why should he be here? I hardly talked to him at all yesterday. He doesn’t deserve me and I’m not doing anything to make it any easier for him.

I look at the clock, its bright red numbers glare daggers at me. 8:00! That means only an hour and a half until scheduled. I missed my morning workout! I’m so useless I can’t even keep to a simple regimen. I sigh, I can’t go now, I just have to find extra time.

I walk into the kitchen, where something smells really good. Pancakes, eggs- I feel hunger pangs, then disgust washes over me. How can I be so greedy? I resist the hunger pangs (dancing will distract me) and debate who to sit next to. All the hyungs might notice me not eating and get worried but I shouldn’t sit next to Jungkook or should I, should I try not to be so cold. Maybe then he would love me again- what a selfish thought. That leaves . . .

They see me. “Jiminnnnnie!!!” Jungkook flings himself at me. I want to tell him that he doesn’t have to pretend in front of the other members, that they would understand but he’s crushing me too tight. “You’re up! I missed you, Jin hyung made food just for you since you didn’t get lunch or breakfast yesterday!” he turns serious, “Are you feeling better?”

“Yes, I’m fine.” I realise how stiff I sound, like Yooungi in the morning and then I realise even he looks more awake than me. “I’m still groggy.” I sit down next to Taehyung and take a glass of orange juice. I can’t make myself take food I don’t deserve.

A plate is placed in front of me anyway. “Thank you hyung.” They’re trying not to be obvious but I can easily tell that they’re watching me. Slowly I force myself to eat, fighting disgust at how much I enjoy it.

Dance practice goes the same, I work as hard as I can and manage to slip away from lunch early to practise more. By the end of the day I’m exhausted. The buzzing happiness of effort has turned into a persistent ache.

Hobi bounds up to me as we’re packing up.

“Hey, since we’re already here, why don’t we just film the dance practice video now!” He says.

The others agree. I have a theory I want to test.

“Umm, hyung I’d love to but I’m really sore. Can I just lay down in one of your studios?”

“Aww, sure. Here’s the key.” Namjoon says cooing and handing me the key. His smile fades in his eyes, I can see that he’s concerned. I brush it off and turn away.

I don’t intend on going to Namjoon’s studio. I head to the gym. I’ve been dancing all day but I still feel heavy, I need to burn the extra calories from breakfast.

After working out I race back to Namjoon’s studio (it’s the first place they’ll look for me) and curl up. It feels good and I tell myself not to get used to it. I need to push myself and make myself uncomfortable if I’m going to get better at dancing and singing.

I still have a few minutes so I tune into the live stream and scroll straight to the comments section.

My experiment was to see how many likes and positive comments the other members got without me there ruining everything.

We already have millions of likes and as I keep scrolling there are only a few negative comments. Such mean things, how could anyone say that, it’s all so stupid. I want to delete everyone so none of the members think that people don’t enjoy all of their hard work.

@Taekook4life - Awww! Taekook are looking so cute together, my dreams are coming true.

> @OT6 - Yasss QUEENS! They are slaying that choreo

> > @Solo-stan - yep, it was meant to be.

Still I can’t help the despair that crashes down on me (so selfish) people clearly like the group much better without me there. There aren’t any comments asking where I am. I look around Namjoon hyung’s studio. All the awards and records and trophies, none of it’s for me, there would be more if I wasn’t around. I should leave and yet I can’t bring myself to (again selfish).

I will work hard and maybe then I can justify continuing to drag down such a talented group. I am such a horrible person.

I vaguely hear the members open the studio door, then a warm body slam down beside me, he pulls me closer. Jungkook.

“Minnnieee!” He coos, “Are you feeling better?” His voice is soft and beautiful and his touch feels warm, cosy and safe. I wish it didn’t it would make it easier to let him go. This is the closest we’ve been in two days. Why is he doing this? Could he still possible want to be friends with me? I try to move away but his grip is iron. Then he loosens it and I move over. When I look back at him he looks confused, a bit taken aback and sad. I feel so guilty that I move just a bit closer pretending to stretch out so he won’t get suspicious.

“Yeah” I say, attempting not to sound so stiff again.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

The dance practice video goes smoothly but I miss Minnie, dancing is boring without him. At the very start of the video Namjoon told all the viewers that Jimin wasn’t feeling well so nobody was worried why he wasn’t there. I was worried. He’s seemed so tired the past few days.

We all go to Namjoon’s studio, and I go in first. Minie is laying on the couch curled up almost asleep but not quite. He’s so cute I begin to pull out my phone for a picture but he looks up groggily.

“Minnnieee!” I say pulling him close to me until he’s in my lap. “Are you feeling better?”

Jimin shifts in my arms, I hold him for a moment then decide if he wants to move I should let him. He scoots to the other end of the small couch. It’s not that big a distance but I’m a bit confused, he always loves sitting in my lap. I want my Mochi back.

He looks at me with an expression that I’ve never seen on him before. It’s confused but almost . . . hopeful? He moves back to me stretching his arms and legs out and rolling his neck. Ah, that’s why. I welcome him back into my arms.

He breaks the silence with a small “Yeah '' It takes a moment for me to realise he's answering my question from before.

Since practice is done for the day we leave the building to go get dinner somewhere. Minnie stays on my lap almost the entire time and he seems happier than he has in two days. I think we should watch a movie when we get back home.

JIMIN’S P.O.V

All through dinner I sit on Jungkook’s lap, greedily soaking up his attention. It’s hard but I manage to escape the hyungs’ notice by eating a few slices of bell pepper. I hate that I’m so happy when I’m with Jungkook. It’s not fair to him, he only wants to be friends after all. And I shouldn’t be this happy right now, I don’t have time. I need to focus on work.

~ T ~ I ~ M ~ E ~ ~ ~ S ~ K ~ I ~ P ~

Today is a meeting day. We’ll listen to the recording, decide if we’re happy with it, then plan the music video.

—

In the meeting room Namjoon plays the song for us. I feel dizzy and try not to swoon when it gets to Kook’s part. Then it gets to mine . . . It's okay but compared to the others it sounds amateurish. I worked so hard only for it to still sound like this, I want to cry. Everything is spinning so I put my head down on the table hoping to sink right into the wood surface.

I hear voices around me but they sound muffled like I’m underwater and everyone else is on the surface. They’re laughing. I would be too if I heard something that awful.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

Namjoon presses play and I can immediately tell how good it’s going to be. When we get to Jimin’s part it’s so amazing I want to start making out with him right now. I’m so absorbed that I fall out of my chair. Everyone laughs and Tae helps me up.

“Are you just becoming Jimin now?” Namjoon asks

“Yeah, Jimin is that you?” Jin jokes

“JIMIIIINN-SSSIII!!!” Hobi shouts.

I turn to look at Jimin, his head is on the table. Everyone stops laughing.

“Minnie! What’s wrong?” I ask

“Do you feel sick?” Namjoon asks

He doesn’t look up, “Just tired. I’ll be fine”

I nod and start petting his hair.

“You’ve been tired a lot lately Minnie, are you sure you’ve been getting enough sleep? You always go to the studio so early.” Jin worries.

“Yeah I’m fine.” He says that but he doesn’t look fine at all. He looks like he’s about to cry. I’m worried.

“Heavy schedules are hard on anyone. This will get better soon. Then we can do something fun together.” Hobi says brightening the mood as always. I’m still worried. I’ve never seen Jimin like this and honestly, it scares me. But then again haven’t we all gotten a bit intense at some point. I mentally battle with myself the entire rest of the day, making sure to be extra affectionate to Minnie.

He goes back to normal as if nothing happened but I keep a close eye on him.

After the song finishes he looks thoughtfully at Namjoon. “It is great but does it really need my part though?”

“Oh. Did you want to do another part? You should have told us sooner. We could-“

“No,” I can tell that he’s choosing his words carefully, “what I mean is. Does the song really need my voice?”

“What!?” Namjoon looks very confused and I’m sure I do too.

“You’re part of this group Jimin-ah, besides we’ve already finished we can’t take it out now.” Jin says, adding a joke at the end. I swear something on Jimin’s face looks like he didn’t take it that way.

JIMIN’S P.O.V

I try to brush it off like nothing happened but the hyungs, and Jungkook are all watching me now. Great, I’ve caused trouble again. I hate this feeling. I can tell they’re all disappointed with my work but too polite to say something. I wish they would.

Next, the planning for the music video begins. We don’t do it all by ourselves but it’s good to come up with a basic outline. I already did one experiment and there were less hate comments and more likes and views without me so with this in mind  I try again gently, casually suggesting, picking my words every so carefully so that they don’t realise what I’m doing. One by one I manage to either minimise or remove my parts of the music video.

Everything is going okay at least, I’m getting better in shape and somewhat improving my singing. It is a little upsetting that all my effort isn’t paying off as much as I expected because I still have a long way to but when I’m ready I start being in the music videos again. When I’m worthy of the fans.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

I’m still shocked at Jimin wanting to take his part out of the song. Is he thinking about leaving the group? He would have told me . . . Right?

——

~ T ~ I ~ M ~ E ~ ~ ~ S ~ K ~ I ~ P ~

It’s been two weeks since Jimin first went to the studio early and he’s been doing it everyday since. He’s been working so hard. He’s amazing but I hardly ever get to spend time with him anymore. We are of course with each other all the time but we’re not really focusing on eachother (for me it’s hard not to focus on him) he’s been so focused on work these days and we haven’t gone on a date in so long.

Most of the time he doesn’t eat meals with us and he comes home later so tired that he ends up falling asleep on the couch. I understand working hard but this, this is too much. I miss him. I miss my mochi. (Yeah that’s right ARMY, he’s mine! Are you jealous?)

I wake up as usual, stupidly hopeful that he’ll be there, actually resting, with me. And as usual it’s only me. I head aimlessly toward the kitchen where Jin and Hobi-hyung cook breakfast. (Namjoon-hyung was banned from the kitchen years ago)

We eat together, the hyungs chat and Tae smiles sympathetically at me. I sigh trusfratedly I want to do something for Minnie. Then I get the idea.

“Hey it’s Minnie’s birthday in two days, why don’t we throw him a surprise party?”

“Yeah”

“That’s a great idea.”

“We should have enough time to get a cake made.”

The hyungs are all in agreement and the plan is set. We won’t breathe a word of this to Jimin, he’ll be so surprised.

JIMIN’S P.OV.

Two days later: 13th October (Jimin’s Birthday)

I wake up earlier than everybody else as usual. The dorm is quiet and calm and dark and lonely. I ended up sleeping on the couch again and my tail is sore and stiff. Not only from sleeping in an awkward position but from keeping it hidden it’s a necessity but still I selfishly wish i didn’t have to. Especially today, my birthday. None of the members have mentioned anything about it.

I guess they forgot. I try to be happy that I’m not distracting them or being a nuisance anymore but I can’t. I’ve barely spent any time with Jungkook since I’ve started my new regimen. He stays up late, but I stay up later and when I get back to the dorms I’m always so tired that I fall asleep in my clothes. I shower at the company gym so I don’t wake the members.

Silently I grab some clothes from my closet and then I head out. I can’t help myself from crying. I still love Jungkook so much and I know that it’s awful but I wish he’d love me even though I’m still so ugly. But I’ve gotten so much better haven’t I? So why doesn’t he love me? Then I remember that perfect, beautiful, glorious Kim Taehyung exists. I sob again.

I don’t know why I ever thought it would be a good idea to walk today. I guess I thought it would be good to clear my head today. Now I feel awful, my body feels heavy and I have the beginnings of a headache. Then I remember that this is what it’s supposed to feel like, this must be however one else feels in order to look so perfect, right? I just had to start working a bit harder.

—-

~ T ~ I ~ M ~ E ~ ~ ~ S ~ K ~ I ~ P ~

It’s been 10 minutes since dance practice was supposed to start and not one of the members has shown up yet. The ache has settled deep into my bones. They’re probably just stuck in traffic or something. I force myself to keep dancing. Just as I’m going to break down and call Jin-hyung, choreographer-nim comes in.

“Jimin-ssi I came to tell you that your schedules have been cancelled. You can go back home and rest. You should.” He says looking slightly awkward then he leaves.

I just stand there for a moment in shock. They cancelled my schedule, the company must not want me here anymore. I mean I guess I always knew that I wasn’t good enough and all my effort is too little too late but so suddenly. I feel myself sinking to the floor. Then I get up, I can’t be sitting here uselessly.

I get to work. I do the routine over and over until I find my mind drifting off to other places while my body moves. My mind drifts off to the dorm, where I want to be lying in bed . . . With Jungkook. I want him to massage my back and kiss me and tell me he loves me. I force the happy memories down.

I’m so tired and sore that I can hardly stand. I hear the click of the door opening.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

I wake up and press the feeling of loneliness down. I’ll see Jimin soon.

We woke up early but I guess Jimin was earlier because he’s nowhere to be seen. It works out for us but still sends a stab of longing through me. After we eat breakfast we do the decorating and Namjoon and Jin-hyung go to pick up the cake while Hobi picks everyone’s outfits and cleans the kitchen and living room again. Yoongi, who for his part did a lot of the ecorating, sits at the table sipping his morning coffee. He’ll be fully awake in about half an hour.

When Jin and Namjoon come back with the cake they don’t let me see it. They were in charge of the design so it’ll actually be a surprise for me as well.

We should be leaving for the company by now but we got manager-nim to cancel our schedules for the day. I text Jimin and tell him to come home. He doesn’t reply so I text again. I even try calling him. I get worried then remember he probably just has his phone silenced so I call the choreographer because he’s probably still at the company today and tell him to go and tell Jimin that schedules will have been cancelled. I explain the surprise to him and he enthusiastically agrees.

15 minutes later I am still waiting. The choreographer should have told him by now, my Jimin should be home. I text the choreography and he says that he told him. I am very worried now.

“We have to find him, what if something happened?!” I shout

“What! Who?”

“Jimin.”

“Is he not at the studio?”

“I don’t know but he should be here by now.”

“Yeah, let’s go!”

We run downstairs and run to Tae’s car, somehow Namjoon-hyung ends up in the driver's seat and has to switch with Jin-hyung. We race off towards the company.

When we get inside we immediately split up, Namjoon takes the gym, Jin takes the cafeteria, Hobi and Yoongi take the bathrooms and recording rooms respectively.  

I take the dance studios. I go to the room we normally use first.

I hear footsteps and throw the door open.

Jimin is dancing, he does our latest routines flawlessly, but robotically and his eyes look far away. I can only see the back of him so I watch his reflection in the mirror. He looks empty, pale with dark circles under his puffy eyes. He’s crying. I run over to him.

I wrap my arms around him, encircling him in a big hug.

“It’s okay, don’t cry, I’m here.” I whisper

He sinks into my arms as if he can’t support his own weight anymore. “Jungkook, what are you doing here?” He asks.

“Didn’t the choreographer tell you? Our schedules were cancelled today.” I ask

“Yes, but I thought It was just mine.” He explains, freeing himself of my grip.

“Why would it be just yours?” I’m really confused. He doesn’t answer.

I persist, “If you knew why you didn't come home, why did you stay here.”

“I just wanted to practise some more.”

“But Minnnnie!” My voice cracks, “you’ve been practising so much, I never get to spend time with you anymore. I miss you!” I’m crying now.

JIMIN’S P.O.V

Jungkook is crying, now I’ve really done it, I’ve made him cry. I can’t do anything right. I want to ask him if he knows about the company cutting me but my worries feel silly with him in my arms.

He’s crying and I have to comfort him. It's the least I can do. I know this is necessary but I’ve been a terrible friend.

I pet his hair and rub his back until he calms down. His grip on me is tight and I can tell he won’t be letting me go anytime soon.

“Come one Kook, let's go home.” I say, I can feel less guilty cutting my practice short because it’s for a friend.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

Now I feel even worse, Jimin is clearly tired but now he has to comfort me. I make sure to keep a tight grip on Jimin so he doesn’t fall over like he looks like he could with only a single gust of wind.

I text the hyungs quickly and they drive back to the dorm. I managed to stall by telling Jimin to take a shower.

I go through his bag and realise he doesn’t have any clean clothes to change into, apparently he realises this too because I hear the bathroom door opening. He comes out shirtless, only a towel wrapped around his waist, normally I enjoy ogling at his chest but now I just stare. He’s somehow lost enough weight, you can see it. I think back to the last half month, I haven't seen him eat anything, but he must have at some point or he’d be dead by now. I let this keep me from completely spiralling out of control. Stress causes people to lose weight right? He must have been very stressed out these last few weeks but what could possibly have stressed him out to this point?

“Park Jimin!” I can only gasp but then I stop seeing how shy he looks. I remember that he’s been under so much stress that yelling won’t be of any help at all.

“Jungkook, I uh, I don’t have any fresh clothes. Can I borrow your sweatshirt, I can just wear the same pants from before?”

I’m still in shock. “Sure.” We can talk about this later. I hold Jimin close to me supporting his frail looking body with my own. He looks ready to fall asleep, or pass out, or both. I know I should probably take him to the hospital but for right now we both need a relaxed environment. I’m sure his surprise will cheer him up and we can get some food for him even if it’s only cake or sweets.

We get back to the dorm and I knock loudly on the door. I hear footsteps. I open the door and we walk into the decorated living room. Jimin doesn’t notice at first then he does. He looks around, a bit in awe.

“You did all of this . . . for me?”

I smile.

JIMIN’S P.O.V

Jungkook smiles the biggest cutest bunny smile I’ve ever seen.

“Happy Birthday hyung!” He says still smiling.

I want to kiss him, I want to kiss him so, so bad, but I resist.

Then I hear more footsteps. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMIN-SSI!!!” The hyungs and Tae appear out from behind the wall carrying a handmade banner reading “!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY WE LOVE YOU MOCHI!!!” In big colourful letters.

They all hug me. I haven't had much physical contact with any of the hyungs or Jungkook in ages, the warmth surrounds me and takes away the aching feeling.

“Annnd, guess what? We have cake!” Hobi, Tae and Kook shout.

I smile, trying to match their level of excitement but the cake could be a problem. It’s probably full of sugar and calories in the frosting alone. I can’t eat it and ruin all my hard work.

“Alright,” Jin-hyung commands, “Hobi, Yoongi you two cut and serve cake. I’ll set up the V-Live.”

V-Live, what’s the point it’s not like anyone will watch it? Then I get an idea that I can hide my face with a mask. If any of the members ask I’ll just say that I’m not feeling well, it will also give me an excuse not to eat cake.

I grab a mask from the bathroom cabinet and put it on.

Hobi-hyung sees me first. “Are you feeling alright Min?”

“Yeah, I just think I’m coming down with a small cold is all.”

“Okay, do you want some tea or anything? Hyung will make you some.”

“Oh, no it’s okay. I really don’t feel that bad.”

“That’s good but tell us if you start feeling worse.”

“Of course.” I sigh, I almost made hyung go out of the way for me again.

Jungkook is immediately concerned when he sees my mask. I assure him it’s just a tiny cold. He seems to believe me.

We greet ARMY and show the cake. People ask why I have the mask on and Jungkook answers for me.

“Minnie’s caught a little cold, he’ll be fine.”

Lots of comments of "feel better, get well soon” and “stay healthy" appear in the comments section. I actually smile. Then I see another hate comment and the smile disappears.

Jin holds the cake while we sing and I blow the candles out. We all sit down on the sofa. Hoseok snuggles next to Yoongi, Namjoon sits on the floor in front of Jin, while Jin massages his head, Tae sits next to Jungkook and I sit in Jungkook’s lap.

Cake plates are passed around until everyone but me has one. Tae begins to pass me a piece of the cake.

“Um, I’m not very hungry right now, maybe I’ll have some later.” I say trying my very best to smile. Then I remember I have the mask on.

“Do you want something else, hyung can make you some other food. It might help you feel better.” Namjoon asks. I can tell he’s concerned.

“No it’s alright I just don’t have much of an appetite today.”

Jungkook gives me a look, I know he noticed that I lost weight. I didn’t mean for him to notice in case him or any of the other members got unnecessarily worried. I purposefully wore clothes that hid it but when he saw me without a shirt it was obvious.

“Min, you should eat something. It really would help your cold.”

I nod, “I’ll eat later.”

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A few minutes into the V-Live I almost kiss Jungkook. I’m grateful for the mask which reminds me not to. Then it happens again. I scoot farther away. The members are talking but I can’t hear anything over how chilled I suddenly feel.

Now that I’m not right up against Jungkook, I notice how cold the room is. I shiver and tuck my hands into the pockets of Jungkook’s hoodie, thankfully he let me wear it. I feel a tickle in my nose and stifle five thick wet sneezes into the crook of my elbow. The mask does most of the work but it’s all snotty now so I should probably get a new one.

I feel miserable. I almost ask Jungkook for a hug. I have to get out of here before I do something that embarrasses him. Besides, I don’t have the energy to pretend to smile anymore.

“Sorry everyone, I’m tired, I’m going to lie down for a bit, okay.”

“Alright, at least come say bye before we end the Live.” Hoseok says

“You don’t have to end the Live, just continue on without me.” I say, heading towards the room. I feel dizzy, black spots dance across my vision and then consume everything.

JUNGKOOK’S P.O.V

We’re all talking about our favourite moments with Jimin that we’ve had this year when I heard someone sneeze. It’s so quiet I can barely hear it over the conversation but then I see Jimin his elbow pressed to his face despite the mask. Though the sneezes soft I hear the mucus.

“Sorry everyone , I’m tired, I’m going to lie down for a bit, okay.” Jimin says suddenly. He looks almost as pale as Yoongi. I can hear the congestion seeping into his voice.

“Alright, at least come say bye before we end the Live.” Hoseok, like the rest of us, looks confused. He can’t just leave his own Birthday V-Live.

“You don’t have to end the Live, just continue on without me.” Jimin says, he shrugs and turns toward our room. He only makes it a few steps before he falls with a hollow thump, to the floor.

My legs are moving before my brain can process what has happened.

“Jimin," I shout shaking him, he doesn't move.

“It’s okay, he’s just fainted.” Namjoon informs us.

“He’s burning up! Someone get the thermometer, quick!” Hoseok yells.

“What could’ve caused this, he said he only had a small cold.” Jin-hyung asks.

“Well he hasn’t bee-” I start but tae cuts me off

“We should probably end the V-Live now.”

“Oh yeah.” Joon runs over to the camera. “Salanghae ARMY!” and cuts off the broadcast.

We take Jimin back to our room and set him on the bed.

“I think he just over exhausted himself.” Yoongi speculates

“Yeah, he’s been working very hard lately.” Namjoon nods.

Jin still has the V-Live app open and something catches my eye.

@Taekook4life - Oh-em-gee!!!, Taekook were so cute, shame they had to cut the live off because of that stupid whiny cat boy

> @OT6 - Yeah, did you hear Namjoon say that he fainted, how pathetic

> > @Jimin-has-no-jams - I can't believe they even let someone so weak be part of the group

> > > @hybrid-hater - seriously and like I said, freaks belong in a circus.

The comments make my blood boil. How could people still ship Tae and I when Jimin and I are in a public relationship. These people are saying such mean things I want to punch something.

“Hyungs, look” I point the comments out to them. They shrink back, aghast.

“Is this like a common thing?” asks Tae

“I don’t know, let’s check other places.” Namjoon suggests.

We check all of our most recent content and find tons more comments, some screen-names keep coming up but there are just so many.

The cover we listened to comes up in our suggested results and when I accidentally click on it instead of the video below it I see it. At first it sounds like the user is completing the singer but then it takes a turn.

@anti1357 - wow ARMY-BLINK💜, this cover is so good, especially Jimin’s part you sing some much better, you should take his place

> @hybrid-hater - totally! This song is actually great without that ugly hybrid.

> > @btsucks - yeah and people say he’s the visuals, ugh! 🤮

> > > @Jimin-has-no-jams - ikr freak! 🐈🤡

I’m full of rage but I can’t stop looking, the next thing is a selca I took with Minnie about two weeks ago.

@Taekook4life - literally ewww! Beautiful Jeon Jungkook . . . with him, but like Jimin is soo ugly tho. And you can see the fat on him. Jungkook needs to just get with Kim Taehyung instead.

> @Jimin’s-jams - first of all that’s so rude, that’s muscle, from dancing, and I bet he can dance so much better than any of us can! so pls be quiet.

> > @OT6 - if they’re muscles from dancing then why’s he so terrible at dancing then, honestly he’s a joke, I bet Bang Pd just felt bad for him.

> > > @Solo-stan - he must have because Jimin can’t even sing that well, he is literally so whiny.

We’re all horrified. Jimin must’ve seen these comments and started believing them. It all makes sense now. Why Jimin has been hiding his ears and tail and even himself. Why he didn’t want to be in the dance practice video, why he tried to take himself out of the music video and even the song.

I can feel the tears dripping down my cheeks and not only mine but the other members are crying as well, we seem to have reached the realisation at the same time.

“Gahh, we’re such bad friends, how come we didn’t see it?” Hobi wails.

“No, it’s my fault,” I say, “I’m his boyfriend, I should've seen it.”

“It’s in the past now. All we can do is to make sure that our Mochi gets better.” Namjoon says, patting the sleeping Jimin’s hair.

We all nod.

“We’ll make Jimin some soup and tea and leave you two alone.” Jin-hyung says

“Thank you.” I say quietly.

JIMIN’S P.O.V

I open my eyes and everything is blurry. Slowly my vision clears and I see a familiar face standing over me. Jungkook. A feeling of calmness washes over me, as long as he’s here I’m safe.

Then before I even realise what he’s doing he plants a kiss on my forehead. His lips are soft and warm against my skin. I try to sit up but can’t. Panic sets in, if I can’t even sit up how am I supposed to dance.

“It’s okay. You’re okay. I’m here.” He motions for me to breathe with him. I do and it makes me feel better almost immediately. I try to sit up again and this time he helps me.

“Take it easy. You’re not well, Min.” He croons, helping me sit up. I am acutely aware of his hand on my back.

“Not well?” I question not only my condition but his delicate phrasing.

“You fainted, do you remember that?”

“I just remember really wanting to just sleep, then everything went black and now I’m here.”

“That’s good, I don’t think you hit your head.” He says, sounding a bit more like himself now.

I’m so tired and his voice is so soft that I can’t help bursting into tears. Before I can stop it it all comes flooding out.

“Kookie, I don’t feel good.” I hate the whine in my voice but I can’t stop it

“I know, baby, I know. Can you tell me what hurts.” He hugs me, his grip is gentle but I can still feel his warmth.

I think for a moment “Everything.” Then I feel a tickle in my nose and sneeze thickly right into his neck. My face heats up.

“I’mb ‘orry.” I sniffle pathetically. The last thing I need to do is get Jungkook sick. “I’mb a bess.”

“No, no you’re not. It’s okay, you are not a mess, you have a cold. It happens to everyone.”

“You should go, I don’t want to get you sick. I’ve caused enough trouble already.”

He looks sadly at me, “Is that how you really feel, Minnie.”

I can’t help but nod.

“You have never caused me any trouble.” He says taking a tissue from the bedside table and wiping my nose. I blush again.

“But” I sob, “I’ve been a terrible friend.”

“No. You have been dealing with a lot, the only person you've been terrible to is yourself.” He cups my face in his hands and kisses me.

I try to push him off, what is he doing?

“So what if I get sick?” He shrugs and kisses me again. “You’re my boyfriend, I love you.” He mumbles the words softly as we kiss. He must see the look of hesitation on my face because he sighs, “Minnie, I sleep right next to you. I’m going to catch this cold anyway.” He starts kissing me again and I can’t help but reciprocate the actions, an automatic reflex.

When he stops I look straight into his big doe eyes, they’re sad. I bet he wishes he didn’t love someone like me and even though I know I shouldn't be, I’m so disgustingly happy that he does. Something he said surprises me belatedly.

“You're still my boyfriend?”

He looks a bit shocked. “Yes, I mean if you still want me to be.”

“Of course.” I answer back too quickly. Again, it’s a reflex, a reflex to love, maybe, maybe, just maybe . . . . . I’m not such a very bad terrible person after all. I try to squash down this hope but it won’t go. There is still one thing though, in his arms it feels so stupid but I have to know.

“But what about Taehyung?”

His face morphs into an expression of extreme confusion, “Taehyung? . . . . .” then it changes to one of horror. “You didn’t think . . . You didn’t think that- that I-” His voice breaks into almost nothing. “No, I love you and ONLY you Jimin. Taehyung is like a brother to me, nothing more. YOU are my love, the love of my life. You are my life. You and only you. Do you understand what I just said?”

“Yes.” I say quietly. He smiles and hugs me tighter. I crush the disappointment in my chest. I selfishly want him to kiss me again. He still looks sad.

He pulls away so I can fully see his face. “Did-didn’t” he pauses, looking like he’s trying not to cry, “Didn’t you miss this bed?”

I don’t understand immediately, then I remember I’ve been sleeping on the couch for the last two weeks. The difference is vast once I actually pay attention. The bed is soft and warm and cosy with a fluffy blanket and pillow that both smell like Jungkook. I much prefer it over the couch.

“I did.” I admit. I hope he doesn’t think I’m selfish.

“Well then come back. Sleep with me tonight, we can just sleep right now if you want.”

I’m so tired but I’m afraid that if I go to sleep now that when I wake up I’ll realise that this was all a dream and Jungkook doesn’t actually love me. I wanna stay in this dream. I need a way I can dream on. I shake my head.

“Alright, we can do whatever you want.”

I shiver, still feeling cold despite the comforter.

“How about a nice warm bath?”

I nod. Jungkook helps me out of bed and to the bathroom where he starts getting the bath ready. He takes off his shirt, and then his pants leaving only his bare chest and boxers. He’s beautiful. I could never look like that.

“Like what you see?” He teases, I blush right up to my forehead.

“I could never deserve you.” I sigh the words to myself, the look on his face says he heard.

He shakes his head and comes up to me, forcing me to face my reflection in the mirror. He takes off my shirt.

“You, Park Jimin, are a masterpiece.” He whispers into my ear.

I can’t stop myself from smiling. He continues, trailing his hands over my chest, his fingers leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. “You can sing and dance beautifully and you’re incredibly cute.” He continues listing good things about me but I just focus on the sound of his voice. The voice of a man who loves me, he’s beautiful and he’s mine.

He ends his speech with a kiss on my lips. “Now come one, you’ve got goosebumps, let's get you warm.” I lean into his touch as he strips me down completely and helps me into the bath.

I sit back and let Jungkook work, pausing occasionally to kiss me, on the neck, on the shoulder, on the arm until he’s kissed almost every surface of my body.

“I saw the comments.” He says as he begins massaging shampoo into my hair.

I don’t know what to say to that but I feel the tears roll down my cheeks.

“Those people are stupid, cowardly trolls hiding behind screen names because they can’t bear to say those things to your amazingly good looking face.”

“I know.” I sob, suddenly feeling very stupid. “How could I let those people control my life like that?”

“It’s not your fault, Minne, anyone would crumble under all that pressure. You’re so strong and I hate to see you doubting yourself like this just because of some stupid shit people said on the internet. You’re beautiful just the way you are. And as for me I much prefer you healthy than stick thin. You need to stay healthy so you can do what you love. You’re never home, I’ve missed you.” He kisses my shoulder.

“I’ve missed you too.” I turn around to face him, pulling him closer and kissing him deeper. His lips are soft and warm against mine, everything I’ve missed, everything I need to feel good about myself. A warm sensation fills my body, taking the cold and the aching away. I feel a tickle in my nose try to turn away but I sneeze on Jungkook anyway.

“Ah, I’m going to give you my cold.” I half sigh, half laugh and try to pull away.

“I don’t care.” Jungkook whispers kissing me again

“I do.”

“Don’t.” He argues and for the moment, I really don’t care, until I feel goose bumps forming along my arms again.

“Kook the water’s getting cold.”

He pulls away and turns the tap to add more hot water to the bath. He resumes washing my hair, it feels good, not as good as kissing but still good all the same. He tips my head back to rinse the shampoo out. I smile at him.

“I’ve missed this,” he says, “I’ve missed us. Next time something is bothering you please just come to me or one of the hyungs but please don’t sit on it and let yourself treat yourself badly.”

“Of course.”

“You promise.”

“Yes.”

We get out of the bath and dry ourselves off, Jungkook wears only a shirt and joggers himself but gives me one of his hoodies to wear and some of my fluffy pyjama bottoms. I love Kook’s hoodies, the scent and the softness relaxes me. It reminds me of how tired I am. The bed with all its soft pillows and blankets looks more tempting than ever, I lay down.

“Do you want to sleep now?”

Once again I hesitate, I’m sure now, that this isn’t all a dream, but I don’t really want to be alone either.

“I’ll be here, right here. With you.” He says it as if he’s read my mind.

“You're sure?”

“Absolutely.” He says climbing under the covers next to me. I feel his warmth against mine. I fall asleep listening to his whispers of “I love you.”

(A/N: I'll probably do a Jungkook P.O.V. chapter and then a final one from both of their perspectives maybe. Sorry if the formatting is strange.)

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REQUEST OUT SOON!!!

sick Jimin and a caretaker jk

I like the dynamic a lot and this was a lot of fun to write!

[katiesdailystruggle]

STOP this is so cute😭😭

a mans best friend

a new post??? from sicky-hobi?? i just had this thought that i needed to get out while i was watching jungkooks live today!

Tw: nausea, vomiting, emeto

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Just a Little Rain (💧)

Word Count: 1488

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretakers: Hyung line

Summary: JK gets caught in the rain and the members are fussing over him as if he’s already sick and he insists he’s not sick and once he finally convinces them he’s not sick he actually gets sick

“We’re going on an adventure.” Jungkook sings to himself as he holds Bam’s leash and walks along the river.

“If only Jin hyung would actually let us go.” He finishes, totally not salty about that in any way. Bam glances at him, obviously intrigued by his performance because why else would Bam be staring at him like that.

He sighs, staring at all the food carts around where he is. He would kill for a snack.

But nooo, walking Bam shouldn’t take him three hours apparently, especially with an upcoming schedule he has to prepare for.

A droplet of water falls onto him. He scrunches his nose and wipes it off.

“Is ít supposed to rain?” he asks Bam, as if the dog would know.

Bam only gives him a look, which Jungkook reads as “you stupid idiot”.

He huffs. “Lets get back before hyungs send the police again.”

But as his luck would have it, the closer to the dorm he walks, the harder the rain falls. It was almost as if there was a cloud only covering the dorm.

“Holy fucking shit.” Jungkook groans, trying (and failing) to cover his hair with his hands. “We’re soaked!”

He realizes he was pulling a little hard on Bam’s leash since it was a different one, as Namjoon was currently borrowing Bam’s usual chains. “Sorry, Bammie.”

“Jin! Open up! Hyung!” he shouts as thunder claps overhead. “It’s wet! Because of the rain obviously!”

He sees an eye through the peephole. Judging from the wait time until the door was opened, it was Taehyung.

Jungkook snorts. “You aren’t Jin. And you’re barely a hyung.” He scrunches his nose. “And you stink!”

The door is shut.

“Tae hyung, please open the door.”

Eventually, after a good twenty seconds, the door is opened, this time by Hoseok, his much better-smelling hyung.

The elder passes him a warm towel from a stack in his arms, presumably just taken out of the dryer. “Kookie, you’re soaked!”

Bam shakes himself off in the doorway and Jungkook can see how much willpower it’s taking for Hoseok to not scream. He presses his nose into the towel, inhaling the scent of the detergent.

Hoseok spreads the second towel in his hands onto the floor. “Shoes off. And jacket. I’ll take that and hang it up.”

Jungkook takes Hoseok’s final towel and starts to dry Bam off. He lets the dog off the leash and leans down. “Go get Tae, okay?”

๑

After he’s fed and watered, Jungkook is forced to shower and then lay on the couch with two blankets wrapped around him.

He raises an eyebrow. “You guys know I’m not sick, right? I was just a little muddy and a little wet.”

Jin shakes his head, setting a bottle of water and a thermometer onto the coffee table. “See Yoongi-ah? He’s delirious already.”

Yoongi fluffs his pillow with a softness that’s only reserved for Hoseok and Jungkook (only on the occasions where he’s sick or his allergies are acting up)

“Hyung, I’m fine.” Jungkook whines. “In fact, I could go for a beer.”

Jin shakes his head, then glares. “Absolutely not. Especially not after what the neighbors said last time. Singing karaoke until three AM my ass!”

He sighs, trying to sit up, only to be pushed back down by Yoongi. The rapper glares at him and he gulps. He knows when to give up the fight.

“Do you want some tea, Jungkookie?” Hoseok softly asks, fluffy hair popping up from behind the couch. “It’s peppermint.”

He would literally rather do anything else but if Hoseok was going through the effort … well, the least he could do was say no nicely.

“No thanks, hyung. I’m fine.” He gives his best smile, which only grows wider as he hears the noises of Bam and Taehyung chasing each other, not entirely sure of who was chasing who.

Hoseok nods and disappears.

Jungkook blinks twice and then pushes himself up to peer over the couch. Where did Hoseok go??

He’s surprised by a thermometer being shoved under his tongue. He gags, but calms down quickly. He’s tempted to spit it out, but it would be a close call with Jin and Yoongi standing right there. The “keep it in or else” goes unsaid.

The thermometer beeps and Jungkook finally pulls it out and reads it, then hands it to Jin. “See? I’m fine! Now unwrap me, because I really need to piss.”

Jin sighs, muttering something under his breath about kids these days and how much of a headache Jungkook is.

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It’s about 7AM the next morning when Jungkook realizes that maybe he is getting sick.

As soon as he wakes up, he notices just how stuffy he is. He can barely breathe through his nose and just the thought of being able to sounds very unachievable.

Jimin-ah, I need tissues. He texts, then sets his phone down to sneeze tiredly into his hands.

He’s so congested.

His phone buzzes and he snatches it up to see if it’s Jimin, but it’s just a Netflix recommendation for an anime he has heard of but not watched. Maybe he could do that today.

“Hoseok hyung?” he calls, sniffling rapidly. His nose is running.

The hyung in question pops his head into the room. “Morning Kookie!”

“Ca’d you grab mbe sobe tissues?” he sniffles again, covering his annoyingly itchy and runny nose with his hand.

Hoseok’s eyes widen. “Oh, love, are you sick?”

Jungkook sighs and nods. “I think so …”

Hoseok cooes. “I’ll be back in a minute. I’ll get those lotion-infused ones so they’re softer in your nose.”

He nods in response and shuffles around on his pillows for another minute as he waits for Hoseok. His nose tickles again and he hitches softly as he sneezes again. It’s itchy and he sniffles, but that just makes the feeling worse.

His hyung returns with a tray packed with tissues, cold tablets, a water bottle, tea, and throat lozenges.

“Here.” Hoseok presses the cold tablet into his hand. He opens the water bottle. “Take that first.”

Jungkook complies and takes the medicine, unfortunately too used to the routine of being sick. His nose tickles again and he rubs at it, wishing the tickle away.

Hoseok hands him a tissue and Jungkook blows, relieved at the sensation.

He feels his eyes dropping shut and he welcomes sleep.

The next time he wakes up, Namjoon is sitting in a chair next to his bed. “Hey Jungkook-ah. How are you feeling?”

He winces at the dryness of his throat. He points to the water and the leader immediately hands him the empty bottle of water that Hoseok had brought earlier.

The two stare at each other for a moment before Namjoon seems to realize.

“I-I’ll be back in a moment.”

He rams into the doorframe on the way out and Jungkook thinks that maybe Namjoon might need a long vacation.

A few moments later, Namjoon returns with an entire case of small waters. Is the leader trying to drown him?

Namjoon passes him one and Jungkook mutters a small thanks before he guzzles his water.

Once he’s finished, he reaches for another tissue and blows. He plows through another few tissues before he believes he’s good for now and then lays back down.

He shuts his eyes again for what only seems like a few minutes but the next time he opens them, Jin is standing over him brandishing a large fish.

Jungkook blinks. Am I dreaming?

“Hyung? Why do you have a fish?” he dares to ask. “What are you—?”

Jin looks down, seemingly just realizing that he’s still holding the fish. He sets it on the other side of Jungkook’s bed, which, gross. At least it’s packaged. “I was grocery shopping. And Yoongi made you porridge if you’re ready for it.”

His stomach growls and he realizes the last time he ate was last night. He’s so hungry.

“I’ll be back.” the eldest scurries out, forgetting about the fish on Jungkook’s bed. The maknae sits there in silence, staring at the fish. The fish seems to stare back.

Jin returns with a bowl of porridge and hands the bowl to the maknae, along with a spoon. “It’s very hot.”

Naturally, Jungkook inhales all of it without missing a beat.

“I’ll leave. You need rest.” Jin states, shutting the door.

Jungkook lays back against his pillows. He’s been sleeping all day, and he isn’t tired enough to sleep again.

He sniffles and lets out a small sneeze. Maybe he could count sheep?

“Hey.” Namjoon knocks on his door. “If you want, I can read to you.”

Jungkook nods, mentally blushing at how cute the leader is.

Namjoon smiles, dimples on full display. “Great! So I’ve recently been reading a book on tuna and how our obsession with—“

The maknae is asleep before Namjoon is even finished with his description.

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Hello! Can I request a sick jungkook sleeping in bed with one of the members and he wakes up nauseous and then gets sick everywhere? I LOVE your fics💗

:) A Jungkookie fic for JK weekend! 💜

A rude awakening

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretaker: Taehyung

TW: emeto

Jungkook had this strange feeling in his gut -- particularly his stomach. He feels like something bad might happen but can't describe it. There's a knot feeling there and he can't tell if it's nausea or something else. After staring at the ceiling for five more minutes, Jungkook's had enough. The maknae goes to seek out company from one of his hyungs; Taehyung in particular.

Jungkook is able to catch Taehyung in the hallway. "Hyungie.." he starts timidly.

Taehyung sees Jungkook standing there, slightly cowering in posture with a less than cheerful look on his face. "What's up Kookie? Have a bad dream?" the older asks gently.

"No, I can't sleep" JK moans. "Can you sleep in my bed just for tonight? Pleease?"

Taehyung's a bit concerned with JK. There must be a reason the younger sought him out. "Are you feeling okay?"

"I don't know.. I don't wanna be alone though" Jungkook sighs forlornly.

"Awwh, of course Kookie." Taehyung can't say no to those pleading doe eyes. Jungkook loves having Taehyung's presence in his room. He finds it easier to relax and eventually drifts off.

***

One hour later:

Jungkook may be asleep but his stomach is active inside and roiling away. Jungkook stirs in bed, furrowing his eyebrows. His tummy churning wakes him up and he feels nauseas."Mm...ugh.." 

Jungkook sits up and his stomach gurgles raucously, throwing up his dinner in a second. Jungkook gasps and spews out a torrent of sick across the bed.

Taehyung wakes and notices the sheets are wet and warm.

Oh no..

Taehyung sees Jungkook puking into his lap, bringing up thick liquids with every heave and cough. The sound of it gushing out makes him cringe inside. But Taehyung knows JK is in the worst of it all.

Jungkook looks down in horror that he's sitting in his own vomit. "Oh no!" he chokes out in a high pitched whine, breathing rapidly. The blankets and his clothes are soaked and feeling sticky, not to mention the horrid smell. Jungkook is panicking with tears streaming "H-hyung, what just happened?!"

Jungkook tries to move but his stomach launched another stream all over the place, now on the floor too. He groans feeling exasperated.

Taehyung's mind races about what to do but he remains calm for Jungkook's sake. The first task is to get him out of here.

"Oh my god, I'm so disgusting!" Jungkook weeps.

"Shhh, no you're not" Taehyung assures. "It was an accident. Let's move to the bathroom?" 

Jungkook looks up with a shameful expression, vomit and saliva dribbling from his lips. His eyes are red and his hair's a mess. He's overwhelmed with everything and his whole body's trembling. He doesn't get how Taehyung can stand looking at him. But the older is completely invested in helping his poor doseang.

Taehyung reaches out his hand "whenever you're ready"

"It's okay, take your time" Taehyung says patiently.

"..Ok hyung" Jungkook slowly moves one shaky hand off his stomach and takes Taehyung's hand. The older carefully walks him out, looking back at him every few seconds. Jungkook doesn't say anything, he's too nauseas.

Jungkook suddenly gags again and runs ahead, not wanting to make another mess. He throws up in the toilet but it doesn't come out as forceful. The worst of it seemed to happen in bed. His stomach squeezes out a weak stream and it faded off. Jungkook moans woefully, wiping his mouth. He knew something was off but underestimated the severity of it. His bed is now a foul vomitus swamp and it stank up the room. His soiled clothes sticking to him along with the cold sweat on his back. It definitely doesn't feel pleasant.

Taehyung took the dirty sheets and wiped the floor while JK stayed over the toilet. Jungkook feels so guilty that Taehyung cleaned all that up. "Hyung, I-I'm --" he coughs wearily.

"Don't apologize, Kookah. It's okay" Taehyung brushes back his sweaty hair. "Let me bring you some new clothes." Taehyung quickly goes over to Jungkook's closet.

When Jungkook finishes with the toilet he slowly stands up, his lower back sore from bending. Taehyung gives him the new clothes and swaps the others for laundry.

Jungkook cleans his face and goes to find a new blanket himself. He already feels bad that Taehyung did everything else.

Jungkook drags his tired out body to the couch, he doesn't want to burden Taehyung any more. The couch isn't as comfy but at least it's dry. JK sighs and shifts around for a bit before closing his eyes.

Then he feels the weight of someone sitting beside him and opens his eyes.

"What are you doing, Kookah? Come sleep in my bed" Taehyung says gently.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. "Huh?? But aren't you worried that I'll ruin it?"

"It's okay, baby. I just want you to be comfortable" Taehyung murmurs. "I think you're mostly empty anyway."

Jungkook nods slowly, he was just dry heaving for the last few minutes.

Jungkook relaxes in Taehyung's bed, happy with the comfort upgrade. Taehyung put the garbage bin by JK's side. He also put a bowl on the bedside table as an extra precaution.

[crystalsnow95z]

Sickie- jimin with bad cat allergies

Caretakers- taekook.

Posting for jimins birthday. I'll probably make a part two.

"We need to find shelter!" Jungkook yells over the rain, wrapping his hand tightly around Taehyung's wrist not wanting to lose him.

"Where's Jimin?! We can't leave him." Taehyung yells back, frantically looking around for the red jacket Jimin was wearing that day.

The rainfall came out of nowhere. The mankae line were all together until Jimin dropped his phone, the three of them splitting up to try to find it. Taehyung yelled over the rain, praying that Jimin could hear him.

"Jimin-ah!" Taehyung screamed as loud as he could.

I can't leave Jimin in a foreign country on his own. His Japanese isn't very good, I don't know if he'd know how to ask for help.. He was supposed to stay with Jungkook..

"Jimin-sii! Jimin-ah! Jiminie-hyung!" Jungkook felt his voice weakening as he screamed, but didn't give up until they finally got an answer.

"Taehyungie! Jungkook-ah!" Jimin's voice was heard in the distance, the two running blindly towards it.

Jimin could hardly see where he was running through the hard rainfall, relief washing over him when he saw the blue hair of Jungkook and the red hat of Taehyung.

"Jungkook-ah! Taehyungie!" Jimin wraps his arms around his two younger brothers. He could feel his heart pounding against them, but they had to take their reunion elsewhere. "We need shelter!" Jimin shouts over the rain, gripping the wrists of his members and running towards a brightly lit building blindly.

"[Welcome!]" A friendly female voice greets them in Japanese with a smile. "[You're soaked to the bone. Let me get you guys a towel.]" She runs towards the back.

"[Ah, that'd be great, thank you.]" Taehyung bows.

"What did she say?" Jimin asks rubbing hids eyes as she leaves. As soon as Jimin entered the building, he felt his eyes starting to water. He looked around the building he chose at random, seeing the cats sitting on cat trees and in fluffy beds.

"She said she'll give us towels to dry off with, she didn't really give me time to talk.." Taehyung explains. "Jiminie this is a cat Cafe, I don't think we should stay here long."

"We should try to find another place to stay.." Jungkook tried pulling Jimin's hand agreeing with Taehyung, but he had already lost him to a small calico that started rubbing against him.

"I'll be fine.. there's no way we can make it back home with how hard it's raining and the woman already started helping us." Jimin bent down to scratch the ear of the furry creature, smiling when he hears a low rumbling purr.

"Jimin-sii don't do that you'll only make yourself feel worse." Jungkook scolds him. "Here.. it's a little wet, but it'll at least keep the hair from your nose.." he placed the wet cloth mask over his face, gently tucking it behind his ears.

"But she's so cute, I can't ign..ah.." Jimin backs up from the cat to cover his sneeze, trying to not scare his feline friend. "Heh'itchii..heh..heachi!" He sneezes twice,feeling his nose drip into the mask.

"[Here you go. Try to dry off a bit before you catch a cold.]" The woman returned with three towels, passing one to each member. "[We have a gift shop with some socks, shirts, and jackets. That's the best I can do.]"

"[No, that's more than enough. Thank you.]" Taehyung bows again. She's been so kind.. I'd feel bad to leave right away. I'll just call staff to find us and we'll wait here.

Taehyung slides off his wet shoes. "[Ah.. my socks are soaked.. I'll ruin your slippers..]"

"[It's okay. Don't worry about it. Just wear them barefooted, I'll take care of it.]" The woman reassures him.

"Heyitxh!" Jimin sniffles. "Hehtichih! I'm sorry, kitty.."

The calico jumps at his sudden sneezes, moving away from him to go to Jungkook, who is busy tucking his wet socks into his shoes.

The three get as dry as they could and walk towards the back room, where the gift shop was. There was a large orange cat, who meowed expectantly when they came in.

"Don't touch Jiminie." Taehyung warns. "We need to focus on getting clothes, not petting cats."

Jimin was already on his way to greet the feline, reaching his hand to stroke his chin. "Choose for me, Tete. I don't really mind. Oh! We could get..get...heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, breath hitching for another round, covering his face. "Heiycu!...hehitch!...heh'tichi!"

Jungkook pulls on Jimin's elbow. "Get away from the cat hyungie. Your face is swelling.. we need to find you some medicine.." Jungkook searches the shelves for any type of allergy pills, but comes up empty handed.

Maybe staff might have some in the back for emergencies.

"Don't worry about it Jungkook-ah. I'll be fine." Jimin sniffles, happy that Jungkook couldn't see how runny his nose had become. "Let's go find Taehyungie."

"I'm here. I just got off the phone.. it'll be an hour before they come get us.. let's buy something dry and get something warm to drink.. I'm freezing.." Taehyung's lip quivers as he speaks, already having a slight blue tint.

The three boys choose black hoodies with pink pawprints across the bottom and a black shirt with a white cat outline. Something simple and cheap. Jungkook picks up a black mask with white cat whiskers for Jimin, the three boys slipping into the bathroom to change, going in the handicap stall together to change.

"Heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, removing the mask and getting some toliet paper to try to clean up his face.

"My poor Minnie.." Taehyung hugs him. "I wish I had some medicine to help you."

"It's okay Tae. I'll be fine." Jimin gives him a reassuring smile, but he knew he was reaching his limits. It was becoming harder to breathe, having to take deep breaths from his mouth to not feel light headed.

The boys shove their wet clothes into the shopping bag, going back to the front end. "[Thank you very much. We would like to stay for an hour if you have a slot available?]"

"[Oh yes, I do. We've had some cancelations because of the storm. Is everything okay? Your friend isn't looking well.]" The woman asks, looking at Jimin with concern.

"[He is allergic..?to cats..]" Taehyung struggles to remember the right word, relaxing when the woman nodded in understanding.

"Hehtichih!" Jimin sneezes, bowing his head in apology.

"[Ah, ah no worries. It's not uncommon to happen. I've seen many groups of friends enter a room, one unaware of their allergy. I will give you something for him."

Taehyung brightens up, bowing deeply, folding himself in half. "Thank you very much. I'd really appreciate it."

Jimin looks at him with confusion, wondering what he was working excited about. Taehyung continues to chat with the woman as they get led to a room, three cats inside waiting for them. Jimin keeps hold of his elbow, his watery eyes making it hard to see straight.

"[Wait here. I'll get your order in.]" The woman leaves.

"What did she say?" Jimin asked with a head tilt.

"She found medicine for Jimin?" Jungkook asks, his Japanese being fuzzy.

"She said she would bring allergy medicine for Minnie." Taehyung pulls Jimin to lean against him. "You'll feel better soon, okay?"

Jimin sniffles, rubbing the tears from his eyes."thank you Tete, for handling the talking.."He was actually relieved that the cats didn't crawl into his lap. He didn't want to say it out loud, but he regretted his decision to pet the cat without taking any medicine to make his symptoms more manageable. The itch returned full force, breath hitching. He didn't want to sneeze anymore, not wanting to worry his younger siblings. "Hah...hah..." Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose, holding his breath to try to stop the sneeze, relaxing when the feeling died down.

"Its okay Jimin-ah. You don't have to hide it. We all know how bad your allergies can get..don't fight it." Taehyung comforts him, rubbing his chest.

"It's not that I'm trying to hide it. It just hurts my throat.." Jimin sniffles.

A tuxedo cat jumps onto Jimin's chest when he sees Taehyung's hand moving, nuzzling into it for pets.

"Ah, kitty please, get off of Jiminie.." Taehyung tried to push the cat off but the cat digs his claws in to prevent himself from being moved.

"Aiish!" Jimin sucks in his breath, Jungkook rushing over to remove it. "Claws, claws kitty.." Jimin whines.

"Kitty no, I'll pet you, just don't hurt my hyung.." he pulls the kitty to his chest, cradling it to keep it from touching his wet legs. "There.. I'll pet you..good kitty." Jungkook strokes the kitty's head.

"Hehitch! Hixchii! Heh..heh'itchugh...!" Jimin sniffles loudly, trying to clear his airway to breathe. He lowers his mask to try to make it easier to breathe, but it doesn't help. All he did was make the cat dander enter his airway setting off another flurry of sneezes. "Hehitduch! Heh'itchii! Hehditch! Ah..agh.." Jimin holds his breath, not wanting to sneeze again. His head was spinning, gasping for air.

"Jimin-ah are you okay?" Taehyung tries sitting him up to make it easier to breathe, gently rubbing his back. Jimin doesn't answer him, unable to catch his breath, the itch in his nose returning full force.

"Heh'heh! Hitchish! Heh'itchii! Ah...ah...mn.." Jimin pants, leaning against Taehyung as he fights to breathe.

Please miss.. come back soon..

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jungkook asks, his heart racing feeling utterly helpless to comfort Jimin his eyes shining with unshed tears.

"D..don't cry.." Jimin asks breathlessly, reaching to touch Jungkook. "I'm okay." He whispers the last part with a short gasp of air.

The door opens, another staff member entering with a tray. "[I brought two lattes and a hot cocoa. Ah, the medicine must be for you. Here you go Jimin-kun..]" The man places the tray on the table next to them, giving him a blister tablet and a cup of water, blushing when he realizes he called Jimin by name.

"[Thank you]" Jimin bows his head, trying to pop the pill out with his shaky hands. Taehyung takes it from him, getting the pink pill out and putting it in Jimin's mouth then helping him drink.

"Thanks Tae.." Jimin swallows down the pill, hoping it kicks in quickly. It felt like he ran a marathon, his heart racing and his breath coming out ragged.

"[I'm sorry, but could I please have extra napkins?]" Taehyung asks politely.

"[Of course. Did you need anything else?]" The man asked, keeping himself from making eye contact.

"[No, no.. just the tissues..]" Taehyung bows his head deeply, watching him scurry out of the room.

"Cute.." Taehyung smiles, watching him flee. "We should leave then our autograph."

Jungkook nods. "I wonder if the woman who gave us towels recognized us too.."

Jimin leans against Taehyung, taking deep breaths.

I can't breathe, but I don't want to worry them.. I just need to relax, it'll kick in soon. I'm fine.. I'm okay..

Jimin continued to repeat reassuring words to himself, relaxing against Taehyung as he continued to gently caress his chest.

The young man returns quickly with a packet of tissues and napkins. "[Here you are..]"

"[Thank you.]" Jungkook answers for Jimin, taking them for Jimin.

"Do you..want..cat gone?" The man tried to speak Korean, making the members smile.

"No..I'll be okay." Jimin answers. "Don't worry. I'm starting to feel better."

Taehyung repeats Jimin in Japanese. The man nodded, bowing and quickly leaving.

Jimin takes a tissue as soon as he leaves, blowing his nose loudly filling the tissue. "Ugh.. that hurt.."

"I'm sorry Jimin-sii.." Jungkook reaches over to push his bangs behind his ear.

Jimin tries again to clear his nose, messily blowing his nose again. "I'm starting to feel better.."

Jungkook and Taehyung both relax when they notice Jimin breathing easier, sitting up on his own to sip his latte. "Oh wow, Jungkook-ah try the latte it's.. heh.. heh'itch!"

Jungkook takes his cup to try, eyes widening. "Oh wow..it is good!"

Taehyung picks up his cocoa. "Ooh..Mines good too. You want to try it Jiminie?"

Jimin takes Taehyungs cup, taking a sip. "Wow.. it's really rich.. I love it.." he smiled, trying to calm his worried brothers with a cheerful nature, forcing a sneeze down.

"Maow!" A grey cat rubs against Taehyung's arm.

"Ah.. Kitty you want pets, okay. I'll pet you." Taehyung pets the cat from the head to the tail. "[Just stay away from Jiminie for a little while longer..]" He switched to Japanese.

The cat purrs, cuddling into his hand.

"Hehitch! Heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes,covering his face with a tissue.

"Are you okay Minnie?" Taehyung asks, brow furrowed in worry.

"Yeah, I'm okay.. just give me another ten minutes, I'll be okay.." Jimin tells them, stroking the fur of a calico cat. "Don't worry." He was finally starting to feel better, finally enjoying the cats company.

Category: Snz

Sickie: Jimin

Caretaker: any/author’s choice

Prompt: Jimin loves cats. He’ll volunteer at animal shelters, visit cat cafés, pet any stay kitten he sees walking by.

Jimin is also very, very allergic to cats.

[darl-ingfics]

Sicktember Day 6: Dizziness/Vertigo

Fandom: BTS

Sickie: J-Hope/Hoseok (exhaustion)

Caregiver(s): Suga/Yoongi

Word Count: 517

The concert was going well. The crowd’s energy was electric. The lights, the dancing, the vocals, the warm evening breeze; everything was perfect.

But suddenly, everything was too much. 

One moment, J-Hope was having the time of his life on stage with Suga and RM. The minute they stepped off stage, though, Hoseok came crashing back into his body, and he felt off. Woozy. Shaky. Almost as if he were drunk. The world was pitching dangerously from side to side, as if they were on a ship in the middle of a storm. The lights were too bright one second, nearly gone the next. He could hear his own heart beating madly in his ears.

Too much. Too much. 

Hoseok stumbled off to a corner of the backstage, a step into the hallway that led to the dressing rooms. He collapsed against the wall, all but crumbling to the floor. He forced deep breaths in and out, in and out. The world kept tilting. Why is this happening? Even with his eyes closed, he felt so fiercely dizzy. What did I do wrong? Why am I…? Where am I…?

Two hands, sweaty and warm, cupped his equally sweaty face. Yoongi. “What’s wrong?” It wasn’t really a question, but an instruction.

“Dizzy,” Hoseok replied, keeping his focus on breathing in and out, in and out. One of Yoongi’s hands moved to Hoseok’s forehead and the dancer forced a laugh. “We just got off stage… You’re not gonna…”

“You’re right, I can’t feel a fever, but you are significantly more flushed than usual right now,” Yoongi replied, but he did pull both of his hands away. Hoseok blindly reached his own hands towards the older man, more of an opening of his palms than anything, and Yoongi grasped them tight. “You’re also frighteningly pale.” Hoseok nodded once. He wasn’t confident that opening his eyes would do either of them any good. “How long have you…?”

“Just started when we got off stage.”

“Hopefully just exhaustion then.” Hoseok nodded again. “Overstimulation. Maybe dehydration.”

“Probably.” The dancer squeezed Yoongi’s hands, and the older man felt his own chest constrict in sympathy. “Hyung, I feel so weird.”

Yoongi bit his lip. “I’m gonna go get some help, okay?”

Hoseok’s eyes opened in a flash. “Please don’t leave!” Even sitting against the ground, the dizziness was overwhelming, and he careened forward. Thankfully, Yoongi was waiting to catch him. 

“HELP!” Yoongi called towards the backstage area. “SOMEONE HELP, PLEASE!” 

Hoseok’s eyes remained firmly shut as a swarm of movement exploded around him. He felt almost separate from his body, as if the sensations around him were happening to someone else. His body was moved, laid on its back against the cool, hard floor. Hands proded at him, pulled at his clothes, ice pushed against his neck. Namjoon’s voice weaved in and out, Jin’s voice herding Jimin and Jungkook away. 

The only real, true thing that anchored Hoseok to this moment was Yoongi’s hand in his. Yoongi never let go. Not once. And, as long as Hoseok kept asking him to, he never would.

[crystalsnow95z]

This was a request for Jimin to have a sneezy allergic reaction that turned into a cold that he tried to cover up, but the original question post won't let me save any edits 😔

I’m so sorry it took so long..I kept rewriting it because it just seemed awful to me and it got to the point where I pulled out my laptop so I could freely move paragraphs and delete scenes more easily. I'm sorry if in the process it got messed up, I'm going to edit it after posting because if i don't, it'll never leave my drafts.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Taehyung asks Jimin for the fourth time since they started their journey to their next filming location.

"Yes Taehyung-Ah, I'll be fine. I spoke to a doctor about it and got a special medication and air filtering mask to use when we aren't filming. I can handle a few cats.." Jimin speaks confidently, reaching over to take Taehyung's hand. "Will you be okay with how humid it's going to be?"

"I'll be uncomfortable, but I'll be okay. I'll just be sure to drink a lot of water." Taehyung squeezes Jimin's hand. "Don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself."

"Alright, as long as you're sure. Oh! Jimin-ah the place we're staying has a pool so we can cool off after shooting, and staff say we'll be free to do whatever we want at night." Taehyung switches subject to a brighter one.

"A nice night swim sounds amazing.." Jungkook joins in with a yawn, lifting his head from Jimin's shoulder. "What time is it?"

"Ah youre awake Gukkie. Did you sleep well?" Jimin asks, trying to re-fluff Jungkook's hair from where he was lying on it, smiling fondly. "It looks like it.."

"Yeah...I was listening to that audiobook Namjoonie-hyung recommended but I ended up falling asleep." Jungkook says rubbing his eyes, checking the time on his phone. "Oh we're gonna be landing soon..our arrival time is 9:15, it's already nine! Did you take the medicine already Jimin-sii?"

"Aish..I almost forgot.. thanks Jungkook-ah.." Jimin digs in his carry-on bag, eyes widening when he realizes he had the wrong bottle in his hands. Sh*t.. I grabbed my usual allergy medicine out of habit instead of the new one I went to the doctor for..

"What's wrong Jimin-ah?" Taehyung asks, concerned when he sees Jimin's face fall into a frown. "Do you not have it?"

"No, no I have medicine..I just noticed I forgot something at home, but it's fine." Jimin takes one of the pills, swallowing it down with a grimace.

"Here, have some water Jiminie." Taehyung offers his water to Jimin a bottle of water. Who takes a drink.

"Thanks, Tete.." Jimin washed the pill down, passing it to Jungkook who was reaching with eager hands. I hope it'll be enough.. I don't want to be the one to ruin the music video. Maybe there won't be as many cats around...

"Oh wow..this place really does have as any many cats as it people here!" Jungkook exclaims, watching the cats wandering the market.

"There's actually more cats than people here.." Yoongi corrects him, stepping closer to Jimin. "I'm worried about it."

"Will you be okay Jiminie?" Hoseok asks sharing Yoongi's concern, looking at Jimin with uncertainty. "I didn't think wild cats would be this close to people."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I took medicine earlier, I just have to be cautious and take breaks between filming with them…" Jimin says, trying to sound confident. One cat was okay, especially because cats normally stay for a few minutes and then leave, but he counted eight cats watching them with curiosity or fleeing out of sight as they went to the filming location.

"We'll try to film as quickly as possible." Namjoon felt uneasy filming here, feeling the same concern for Jimin. Still, the song was a collaboration with another artist to fundraise to help the animal population that plagued the small country, giving them more animals than they could take care of and the members couldn't turn it down.

"I can do this. I feel fine." Jimin promises to reassure his team, ensuring his mask completely covers his face, silently apologizing to the makeup artist who recently finished it for the shoot. "It's just a few days of being uncomfortable to help save hundreds of little lives."

"Just keep your hands clean as much as you can. We brought hand sanitizer." Yoongi tells Jimin, afraid that he might accidentally make his eyes red and puffy if he touched them after touching the felines.

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." Jimin felt a cat rub against his leg, looking down at the calico by his feet, resisting his urge to stroke her, bending down to take a closer look with his hands firmly in his pockets. "Oh wow.. you look a lot like the cat I filmed with in Serendipity.. but you have more orange patches.."

"We have work to do. Ignore the kitty, you can play with him later." Jin gently scolds him, not wanting him to take extra risks when they haven't even started filming.

"Calicos are usually female.." Jimin states with a small pout when the cat meows for attention, Yoongi bending down to pet the calico instead.

"Yoongi-yah don't encourage him.." Jin sighs, watching Yoongi scratch behind the calico's ear on Jimin's behalf, getting a smile out of the other members.

" Come on, Yoongi-hyung, you gotta leave the kitty too." He pulls Yoongi back to his feet, fighting off the urge to rub at his eyes. There's cat fur in the wind, I can feel my eyes watering every time a breeze rolls through

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Yoongi leaves his new furry friend, following them to a park they set up for the music video. "Maybe I'll adopt a cat from here one day.."

"Oh wow.. there are several cats here, too.. are they all tame?" Jin asks when he heard a hissing cat from near the fountain where they were going to be working.

"[Do they bite or scratch or are they like.. all friendly?Or is just certain ones?]" Namjoon asks for Jin, watching two cats fighting underneath the fountain.

"[They aren't all friendly because of some bad people making them lose trust, but none of them will attack you unless you corner them or if they are protecting their young. Just let them come to you instead of you approaching them, and you'll have no issues.]" The man explains to Namjoon in English. "[Those two won't hurt you. it's just mating time, and they have their eyes on the same female..]" The man shoos off the cats, the two males darting towards the treelines.

"They aren't really aggressive, some just don't trust people..if we let them come to us he says we'll be fine. It doesn't sound any different than normal neighborhood cats, just larger numbers." Namjoon explains to his members. "Still be careful.. Don't try to come to them let them come to you."

"[Is everyone ready then? No more questions? We need to film before the sun sets behind the mountains, and we lose the natural light.]" The director asks.

"[We're ready..]" Namjoon answers in English, gathering his team close together."we need to do our best. We're racing against time and we only have three days here.."

Jimin removes his face mask to start filming, giving it to a staff member to hold while they start the opening scene, the seven of them making a wish at the fountain on by one, surrounding it in a half circle. The shot was nearly perfect until it got to Jungkook, who threw the coin too hard, landing outside of the camera shot with a sploosh.

"Aish I'm sorry!" Jungkook apologizes, ears reddening in embarrassment to be the first member to make a mistake, his heart pounding in his ears. "[I'm sorry..]"

"It's okay, it could've happened to any of us. I'm surprised i did it correctly." Namjoon puts an arm around Jungkook. "We'll just film it again. No big deal, we have plenty of spare coins."

"I'll get it in the center frame this time." Jungkook pouts at the realization they don't speak Korean. "[Sorry..please..try again?]"

"[Its okay, you got this. Its just a bit of nerves Jungkook just be gentle. Just toss it in front of you so it falls nicely, don't throw it..]" The director tells him calmly, Jungkook nodding. "[Good.. let's start over.]"

The director wanted the scene to be a one shot, panning through each member so the members started from the top, Jimin fighting off the urge to sneeze until the director called cut, failing miserably.

"heh' hejish'Heh'vchi!" Jimin covers his face the sneeze escaping right when it was Jin's turn to drop his coin, making Jin jump. "Aish'm sorry hyung.."

"It's okay. Are you okay?" Jin didn't care about jumpscare, only about his little brother. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, something just tickled my nose. I can do this.." Jimin answers with a sniffle, staff quickly bringing him a tissue. "Let's try it once more. They do say third time is a charm right?" Jimin tries to keep a cheery attitude, despite the uncomfortable nasal pressure building up. He tries to blow his nose to ease it away, but it did nothing but ruin his make up, staff needing to touch it up once more.

"If you need a break, please don't hesistate to ask okay?" The woman fixing his make up tells him with concern, noticing how red his nose as already gotten in such a short time.

"We only just started. I'm okay, really." Jimin says with a gentle smile.

The members get through the first scene without any issues for the third take, Jimin sighing with relief when the looked over the footage, being sure his eyes weren't red on camera.. I look fine for now, but how long will it be before we have to stop filming because of me?

"Jimin-ah.." Yoongi gently nudges him when he notices Jimin wasn't paying attention. "He's talking to you..he wants you to do your up close shot first."

"['m sorry. Please say again.]"Jimin bows, blushing in embarrassment. How unprofessional.. spacing out like that in the middle of a shoot. I need to focus.. The longer we have to perform, the worse I'll feel... we just need to get through this.

Jimin was given a cat to be his filming partner for the shoot, gently stroking her glossy patch work coat to try to earn hers trust for the shot, smiling brightly when she headbutts his cheek. "[She's so soft and pretty.]"

"[Her name is maple. This is your cat in the storyline. She actually belongs to someone.. We specifically found a hypoallergenic cat for you just as requested.]" The animal handler tells him.

"[Thank you..I'm sorry for being trouble..]" Jimin bows gratefully, giving a sweet apologetic smile. They found me a special cat for close up shots?I didn't request that..I thought it was strange i didn't feel worse when Maple brushed my cheek. They're so kind..I can't back out over some sniffles..

"[Alright..put Maple into position in the light square and get into your position, you made a wish and a cat appeared. Act surprised and pick her up. They'll click the clicker to give Maple the sign to touch your face. We might have to do it a few times if her paw isn't in a good position.]"

A translator repeats it in Korean when she notices that he didn't process anything, explaining that they planned for Jimin to do his solo shots first.

"[I understand..]" Jimin places Maple down on the fountain ledge, taking a deep breath before walking out of frame, walking towards the calico. I can do this.. it's just three days..

Jimin tried to hold back a sneeze while the director gave them their directions for the second day, rubbing the tip of his nose to try to ease the itch building up. We did all the close up acting scenes yesterday, now we just have to do the chero and film the scenes with our guest. I can do this.. "Hehtichih!" Jimin tries to muffle his sneeze, only Taehyung hearing it.

"You okay?" Taehyung whispers with concern when he sees Jimin trying to wipe his nose without ruining his makeup. He removes his bandanna, using it to gently dab the mucus from Jimin's face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine..It's a manageable inconvenience.." Jimin sniffles, giving him a smile. "Thanks Tete.."

"If this is too much for you, just say something okay?" Taehyung frets over him gently removing a white cat hair from Jimin's shoulder. "Your eyes are getting starting to get red and you're sneezing much more.."

"What? my eyes are red?" Jimin frowns, turning to the fountain to see his reflection. He saw the red lines spiking from his irises."It looks worse than it feels, im fine.. I have eye drops in my bag." Jimin lies. Why do I feel worse than yesterday? I even took as strong as a dosage as possible, and Taehyungie and Jungkook came here early to scare off some cats..

"I'll get them for you." Taehyung leaves, briskly walking to get to Jimin's bag, digging through it.

"What's the rush? Is Jimin okay?" Namjoon asks, pulling on his shirt for the second wardrobe change.

"I don't know..his eyes are so red right now and he seems to be getting out of breath quicker than usual.. do you think we should ask for a break? I tried to make it have less cats with Jungkookie, but they came back.."

"I'll ask, but we're racing a storm right now..the weather was supposed to be clear this week. We just need to do the choreography, and we'll be finished today.." Namjoon quickly finished changing to check on Jimin.

"Heh'itcgi!" Jimin sneezes into a tissue, blowing his nose and sanitizing his hands for the umpteenth time that day.

Taehyung trails behind him, his heart clenching when he hears another wet sneeze come from his soulmate. Jiminie will only keep feeling worse as the day continues.."Jimin-ah, I brought the eye drops. Here. Tilt your head. I'll help you put them in.."

"Thanks, Tete that'd be great.." Jimin let's Taehyung gently place his hand on the back of his head, trusting him to support him as he leans back. Another sneeze was building, but with Taehyung so close to him, he forced the sneeze back."heh..heh.."

"Do you need a second?" Taehyung asks when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, pulling his hands away. "It's okay if you need to sneeze."

"No..no I'm okay.." Jimin lies, not wanting to worry Taehyung more than he already is.

"Okay..one..two and.. one-two…" Taehyung squeezes the drops into Jimin's eyes. "There.. all done.. slowly.." he guides Jimin to sit up again, hugging him close. "I wish I could do more to help.. Namjoon is going to see if we can do a break for you.."

"No, no I just want to get it over with..we can have a break when it rains. We're on a time limit and I won't be able to rest stressing about it." Jimin holds back a sneeze, the pressure building up making his eyes water.

They get through the chorus, before the wind started to pick up, carrying cat fur with it, irritating Jimin's sinuses further. Jimin pushes through the itch building in his nostrils,making it difficult to not ruin the shot by changing his facial expression. The director calls cut, releasing the members to monitor the shot.

"Aish, I messed up the shot.." Jimin frowns when he sees his facial expression in the back when him, Jungkook and Hoseok were center. "[Please can we redo?]"

"I saw that too. We'll need another cut.." Namjoon says apologetically.

"Are you okay to do it again Jimin-ah?" Hoseok whispers when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, no longer interested in the choreography.

"I'm fine..I just..heh..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes into his hands to avoid sneezing on Hoseok, another sneeze following right after. "Hehtichih! Heyitcyh! Heh..heh..uiyxheu!" He sniffles, not moving his hands from his face.

"Here Jimin-ah.." Taehyung holds a tissue box out to him"I think you need to sit away from the cats for a bit.."

Jimin pulls a couple out gratefully, trying to clean up his face. "Ugh.. this is so annoying.. I should be able to handle this better.. no.. "

"It's okay, Jiminie. we all have our strengths and weaknesses." Yoongi reassures Jimin, pushing his hair behind his ear. "Are you crying?" He asks with concern when he sees the tears in his eyes, grabbing a tissue to lightly dab them away, not wanting the chance of his hands making his allergies worse.

"No, no. I'm not, it's just from the sneezing. I'm okay hyung.." Jimin smiles, surprised to see Yoongi be the one to dry his eyes when Hoseok and Taehyung were right there. "Thank you.. I think..I'm okay now.."

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asks, hugging Jimin from behind. "You're still breathing heavy.."

"It's just because of my nose being stuffed up. I'll have enough of a break when they fix my makeup." Jimin sniffles, letting the make up noona redo his make up around his eyes and nose. "I'm sorry..but i.. ah..aeh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes. "Heh'heh..itsth! Heh' x'shiugh.." Jimin sneezes a few more times, closing his eyes tightly.

"It's okay. It's not your fault. I used something more waterproof this time. Come back to me so i can help you get it off okay?" She speaks kindly.

"Thank you." Jimin sniffles, returning to the group, taking a deep breath. "I'm okay now, let's go back to filming.. Maybe we should do the group acting scenes first.."

The seven go back to acting out their scenes taking a break from the chreography, Jimin grateful that he did all his close ups first. I have to get it right this time, the longer i stay out here the harder it'll be to control my sneezes and on top of it the clouds are getting darker..

Stress knotted Jimin's stomach, only adding another layer of discomfort to his list. He ignored the pain, going back into his position, holding his breath every time he was near the front, making him feel lightheaded as he switched positions.

"Cut!" The cameraman yells, the members relaxing. Jimin falls to his knees, trying to catch his breath,gasping for air.

Jungkook and Taehyung rush to his side, the two looking at him with matching concerned expressions. Taehyung gently rubs Jimin's back, trying to do something to ease his suffering. "You okay Jiminie? Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want some water? A tissue?"

Jimin wants to answer Taehyung. Wants to tell him he just needs to sit away from the island's feline friends for a bit, but the loathed feeling of needing to sneeze returned, unable to get any words out, sniffling to try to ease the pressure, only triggering more sneezes. "Heh'thchi! Hey'Heh'heyhvhi!"

"Jimin you're done for today, this is too much for you to handle. We need to stop for today.." Namjoon speaks sternly, Jimin shaking his head.

"No, please.. Namjoon-sii we're almost finished… I can do this." Jimin begs, clasping Namjoon's hands. "It's only going..to be another hour.. of filming. I'll rest after."

"Jimin, you're pushing youself too hard, you're shaky on your feet and you're struggling to breathe. You need to listen to your body. We can extend our trip if needed. You need rest.."

"Then just give me ten minutes to recover..Please?" Jimin begs, ignoring the urge to sneeze. "I don't want to..be the reason we don't finish on time.."

"Alright, but if you feel even an ounce worse, you have to tell me." Namjoon frowns, knowing full well Jimin would end up crying in the rental house. He's going to get worse either way, the storm will force him to stop soon enough..

The seven boys went through the cherography three times before they got a shot Jimin and the others were happy with. Relief washed over Jimin when the director praised them, him falling to his knees, struggling to catch his breath.

"I did it..We just need to do one wardorbe change and we'll be finished.." Jimin coughs, trying to catch his breath.

"I don't think we can do that Jiminie, the clouds are getting so dark.." Taehyung says looking up at the clouds, trying to hide his relieved smile that the weather was going to force Jimin to take a break. "We need to find-"

The clouds that threatened rain finally burst drowning out the rest of Taehyung's words, a heavy rainfall drenching the members as Jungkook quickly scoops up Jimin, running towards the safety of the rental car, the others following.

"Jungkook-ah… I..I can walk on eh..heh..heudhichi!" Jimin sneezes into Jungkook chest, not able to let go of Jungkook's neck to sneeze into his hands fast enough. "Heh'itchii!" Another one follows right after.

"My poor hyungie.." Jungkook coos, putting Jimin in the car, sliding in right after. "You okay Jiminie?"

Jimin tried to answer, but another few sneezes stopped him, sniffling miserbly. "Heh'thih..hEH'ITCHI.."

"I don't think we'll be able to film tomorrow, with it raining this hard the ground is going to turn to mud.." Namjoon says when he gets in, drying his face with a towel he left in the car earlier, and passing it to the member next to him.

"I think we got enough usable footage to make the music video still." The staff tells them, the boys visibly relaxing.

"What about filming for Samatha's verse?" Namjoon frets about their guest artist that was coming tomorrow. "Will she not be able to perform her verse with us?"

"We'll film it in an inside location, we'll see what type of set we can make. Don't worry, we'll handle it." Their manager tells them. "Just focus on resting for the rest of the day."

"Jimin you'll shower first when we get to the house okay?" Jin orders, trying to get Jimin's wet hair out of his eyes.

"You're the oldest, you should get the first shower." Jimin sniffles, trying to fight off another sneeze.

"No, Jimin-ah, you need it more than me. You'll feel better once you get washed up." Jin declined. "I'll shower after you. It's no big deal. Just shower and rest up. Okay?"

Jimin wakes up to the sound of Jungkook accidently rolling out of bed, his head pounding with a sinus headache. It hurt to open his eyes to find the source, calling to Jungkook softly. "Are you okay Kook-ah?" Jimin's eyes widen when he hears how hoarse his voice became overnight, coughing right after.

"Yeah, I'm okay..my pillow fell with me. Are you okay hyung? You sound awful."

"I need some water." Jimin ignores his question, sitting up, resisting the urge to sneeze. I haven't been outside and all the windows have been shut since we arrived, why do I feel so awful?

"I'll go get you some. Wait here." Jungkook stretches, getting off the floor and leaving to the kitchen.

Jimin reaches for a tissue, noticing the mucus coming from his nose was no longer clear and runny. It became thick yellow mucus, indicating it wasn't just allergies anymore. Jimin swears underneath his breath when he feels another sneeze coming,

"Jimin-sii I brought you-"

"Heh'heh itchisg!" Jimin sneezes into his hands.

"Bless you Jiminie hyung.." Jungkook hands him a tissue.

Jimin blows his nose again, crumbling up the tissue and taking the water from Jungkook. "Thanks Jaykay.. my nose is driving me crazy..I can't wait to get off this island."

"It's the last day of filming, will you be okay?" Jungkook asks. "You're breathing heavy.."

"My nose is just stuffy, I'm okay. We're filming inside today so it won't be too hard." Jimin down plays how he feels, leaving out the sore throat and pounding headache.

"I'll make you some tea. Maybe that can help you feel a bit better. Don't forget to take your medicine before we go out." Jungkook tells Jimin leaving the room.

Jimin waits until he feels Jungkook is out of earshot to cough into his arm, trying to muffle the sound.

We're filming with Samantha today.. I can't let a cold ruin this..

Jimin takes another allergy pill and a painkiller for his headache before joining the others, Jungkook handing him a tea cup.

"Here jimin-sil, drink up. I added a tiny bit of ice so you won't burn your tongue." Jungkook says, taking a sip just to be sure it was at a drinkable temperature.

"Thanks Jaykay.." Jimin smiles, taking a big gulp from the cup. Please, work to soothe my throat and stomach.. I have too much to do today..

"1,2,3..hello.. we are..BTS." Namjoon starts their greeting, the members echoing 'bts right after him.

"[Im Samantha. It's so nice to meet everyone in person. Thank you so much for agreeing to help my passion project, it means so much to me.]" Samatha bows.

Jimin tries to hold back another sneeze while the translator speaks, translating Samantha's heart felt wish to help the animals she loves so much, holding his breath with his eyes squeezes shut, the pressure becoming more uncomfortable as the members introduced themselves.

"Are you okay Jimin?" Taehyung whispers.

Jimin nods, not wanting to worry him. Before Taehyung could question him further, he hears Samantha say his name.

"[Is it okay if I call you Tae hyung and not V?]" Samatha asks shyly. "[Im not a fan of using stage names while working. It feels distancing..]

"[Ah. No problem... it's nice to meet you.]" Taehyung takes her out reached hands to shake them.

Samatha turns to Jimin giving him a cheery smile. "[Hi, it's really nice to-]"

Jimin opened his eyes to greet her, but as soon as he stopped concentrating on keeping his sneeze back, a wet sneeze escaped him. "Heh'hehitfchi!"

He tried to turn on his heels to avoid sneezing in Samantha's direction,but his body gave him no time to react.

"[Oh it's you that was allergic to cats. I'm so sorry about all this. I really wanted to feature the animals we were trying to save and didn't think to look up if any of you were allergic..]" Samatha bows the whole time she's talking, Jimin matching her bow for bow despite how it made his head pound.

"[No, no big deal..I'm okay.. I love cat..no bow, no worry.. no sorry needed.]" Jimin tries to speak English to her, relaxing when she stops apologizing.

"[We only have this natural light for so long so I'd like to film right away..]" the director pulls the artists back into work

"[Right. I'm sorry.. I just wanted us to be a bit more comfortable working together. I got the choreography for the chorus down, but I want to run through it with the boys once before filming..]"

Jimin only felt worse as the time passed, the medicine doing nothing to ease his pain. Jimin was happy that they were doing a quick photo shoot with the set staff made.

"Jiminie looks exhausted.." Hoseok frowns, watching Jimin pose for the camera, laying on his back. Hoseok rushes over to help him to as soon as the photographer was pleased with his work, feeling the back of Jimin's neck. "You're warm Jiminie."

"It's just hot with those ring lights. I'm okay.." jimin trying to convince both Hoseok and himself.

"I'll go get you some water then.." Hoseok goes to get a water bottle, his worry increasing when he hears another sneeze come from the oldest of the mankae line.

"[Bless you.]" Samatha says sincerely, bringing over a bottle. "[I thought this might help you. It's a tea that helps my boyfriend when he's super congested. It's a bit spicy..]"

Jimins mind blanked on processing most of what she said, only understanding the drink she passed to him was to help him feel better.

At this point, he was willing to try anything, almost spitting out the tea when the spice hits him, swallowing it down.

"[I know, the thyme and ginger makes it have a strong taste, but it's really good for you." Samatha stifled a laugh seeing Jimins reaction.

"[It's okay, thank you for making for me..]" jimin takes another drink, surprised to feel the mucus loosen, causing a wet sneeze. "Heh'hehi'Itchi!"

"Here, blow your nose Jiminie.. Jungkook just finished the last photo so we're going to film soon." Namjoon bows his head to Samatha. "[Sorry to interrupt..]"

"[No, no. You guys take your work seriously and i really admire that about him Many artists would straight up refuse to film if they don't feel well]" Samatha says looking at Jimin sympathetically as he goes away from everyone to try to clear his nose.

"[I'll tell him that for you. It'll make him happy.]" Namjoons smiles, calling the members back to work.

I can't breathe.. my lungs are burning...

Jimin stumbled into Jungkook, ruining the shot for the third time. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry. I'll get it right this time...i..I just stepped to..far.."

"Are you okay Hyung? You're panting.." jungkook puts his arms around Jimin, holding his weight.

"I..I just got a bit dizzy..I just need..need..Heh'hehitfchi!" Jimin sneezes without giving him time to cover, sneezing on Jungkook.

"Ah, jimin-sii.." Jungkookie frowns, using a towel to wash off the snot from his shirt the best he could. "I think you caught a cold.. i think we should take a break."

"No..no we're almost finished filming I'll rest after. Everyone is tired..the sooner we finish the sooner we can go home..." Jimin sniffles, taking the tissue staff offered him.

"[If you aren't feeling well you should rest. Don't push yourself. I'm really tired too. I'm not used to heavy choreography like this..]" Samatha takes a seat on the ground dramatically. "[I was afraid to ask for a break when you boys were so focused..]"

Jimin looks to the translator, who explains it to him. "She's only saying that for my sake.." he says with a smile. The seven boys join her on the floor, Jimin leaning on Jungkook.

"You're so heavy.." jungkook teases, his smile dropping when he hears Jimin coughing into his fist. "Hyung. Hyung do you need some water?" He asks with panic, taking the waterbottle that Jin pushes towards them.

"No..no.. I'll..I'll throw up if..if I do.." Jimin pushed the water Jungkook offered away, trying to talk through the fit of coughs.

Jungkook frowns, trying to ease Jimin's suffering by rubbing his back. "Poor hyung..you really aren't well.."

"[I think we're done shooting for today..we'll just use the footage we have. I don't care if I look good in the shots. Let's use the first take.]" Samatha says putting up a finger when the boys go to argue. "[No, no compromising. I don't care about how i look, as long as it helps the cats. Everyone else looked good. I can live with my face looking too serious.]"

"She says she doesn't want to do anymore takes.. she wants to use the first take.." Namjoon translates for his members. "We're finished filming.."

Jimin's stomach knots with guilt, knowing how disappointed she was with the first take, but if she refused to film another take, he was in no condition to argue. "[I'm sorry..]" Jimin bows his head, forcing himself not to cough so he could properly apologize. "[We can work together again.. and I'll be sure everyone looks perfect...]"

[cuddlepilefics]

In hot water

Fandom: BTS

Sickie: Jungkook

Caregiver: Yoongi

Prompts: Dangerously high fever / Cool baths / “We have to get that number down somehow.”

@whumperless-whump-event

No one’s POV.:

Jungkook had expected it to be a slow day, which he planned to spend by taking Bam to the park and maybe meet up for ice cream with some of his friends. Before he even got a chance to head out though, a headache set in shortly after breakfast and he figured he’d be fine after having a cup of coffee. Bam grew a little impatient with him when he settled on the couch, sipping his coffee. “I know, we’re gonna play soon, Bammie”, Jungkook chuckled, scratching the dog behind the ears. Though the bitter taste of coffee put his mind on high alert, physically, the energy seemed to leave his body and setting the empty cup down on the coffee table, he stretched out on the couch. He wasn’t going to sleep, Jungkook told himself. He’d just rest his eyes a little till the headache improved.

When Jungkook woke up, he was drenched in sweat. Had the air-conditioning shut off while he had been asleep? It had unbearably stuffy inside his apartment and he sluggishly sat up, groaning when his entire body ached. He really shouldn’t have slept on the couch. Bam looked at him expectantly, impatient to finally go to the park. Soothingly petting the dog, Jungkook apologized and got to his feet. He dizzily staggered to his room to change his clothes, throwing his sweaty outfit into the wash before fetching himself a drink. The headache still persisted but the dizziness was probably due to overheating and dehydration, so he should be okay to go out after having some water. He had to. He had promised Bam that they’d go and it had been a while since he had last taken his beloved pup to the park.

Between grabbing a hat and sunglasses to shield himself from the relentless sun and packing water for both of them, Jungkook had almost forgotten to bring a ball but excited as he was, Bam had already been chewing on it for a bit and eagerly carried it to the front door where he waited for the singer to connect his leash. Though he didn’t feel like going out in the slightest, too sweaty to bear the heat and too tired to be moving about, Jungkook felt it was all worth it when he looked at his happy companion. Bam had missed playing fetch at the park, Jungkook having been too busy lately for anything other than their early morning jog and the walk during his lunch break. The energetic pup eagerly charged ahead, already knowing the way. Gripping the leash tighter, Jungkook winced when it yanked on his sore arm.

Though Jungkook had originally planned to grab some ice cream, he had close to no appetite and instead got himself some iced coffee to make the heat more bearable and maybe ease his worsening headache. Today wouldn’t be an energetic playdate, that much was certain but he still smiled in adoration when he could finally let Bam off his leash and the pup shot across the park barking happily. Jungkook found some shade and weakly plopped down in the grass, sipping his iced coffee. It took a few minutes for Bam to return, circling him before dropping the ball into his lap. With a small smile, Jungkook threw the ball across the park and followed it with his eyes, wincing when he accidentally glanced towards the sun. No matter how miserable he felt, his heart felt warm with love as he watched Bam play.

Eventually, Bam stopped running though, sticking closer to Jungkook. The singer’s headache had steadily gotten worse and he couldn’t even think straight anymore, slowly regretting leaving his air-conditioned apartment. All strength had left him and he had no idea how he should make it back there. Bam seemed to be sensing his declining condition too, sitting in front of him with his head tilted in worry. “’m sorry, Bam”, Jungkook breathed, “Thought I’d be more fun but I’m not such great company today.” Realizing that he wouldn’t make it back to his placw on his own, Jungkook considered calling someone before remembering that Yoongi lived close by. He should be able to make it to his hyung’s place and the elder would surely not mind him napping on his couch for a little till he felt well enough to go home.

Despite having walked the route so many times before, the distance seemed impossibly far today and Jungkook doubted, he’d make it. Bam stayed close to him, obviously worried, barking at him whenever he stopped. They could only hope that Yoongi would be home but Jungkook didn’t find the energy to call ahead, instead focusing on pushing himself on.

To say the rapper was surprised when he opened the door to his panting dongsaeng would be an understatement, yet he quickly ushered the younger in, worriedly frowning: “What’s wrong, Kookie? What happened to you?” Bracing himself against the wall, Jungkook tried to get his glossy eyes to focus on his hyung and muttered: “We were at the park but my head’s killing me and it was so far to get back to my apartment. Could I lay down on your couch for a bit? Your place was just so much closer an-“ – “Hey, it’s okay. I’m glad you came here, no need to justify”, Yoongi shushed, guiding him to the couch, “Do you think it could be heat exhaustion? It surely is hot out and if you’ve been playing with Bam….” Weakly shaking his head, the singer admitted: “Already been that way before we left for the park. Had some coffee and even took an unintended nap but I had promised Bam we’d go and he was so happy. Only sat in the shade and threw his ball. I don’t feel good, hyung.”

Jungkook shakily collapsed onto the couch, while Yoongi felt his heart sink. Something was not right here. “Let me get you some water”, the rapper hummed, ruffling his dongsaeng’s sweaty hair. For a moment, his fingers grazed Jungkook’s forehead and he froze in shot. Properly feeling the younger’s temperature, Yoongi announced: “Nope, I’m grabbing the thermometer first. You’re burning up.” Jungkook only sighed. That surely would explain why he was feeling so dizzy and why every inch of his body throbbed. Stretching out, he closed his eyes and draped his arm over them.

When Yoongi returned, Jungkook seemed to have fallen asleep. It hurt the rapper’s heart having to wake him but he was too concerned to just let the younger sleep it off. Gently shaking his dongsaeng, Yoongi hummed: “Can you wake up for me, Kookie? I gotta take your temperature.” It took a few attempts till Jungkook stirred at all, which was confusing because the older had barely been gone a minute, so he couldn’t be in such deep sleep yet. “Look at me, Kook”, Yoongi pressed, tugging in the singer’s arm, “Yeah, that’s it. Keep your eyes open.”

Jungkook’s eyes were completely out of focus he seemed to stare blankly through the older while he took his temperature. Yoongi’s curse didn’t even register in his mind before he was pulled to his feet. With his knees buckling, Jungkook clung to his hyung and chest heaving as he tried to breathe through the vertigo. “I’m sorry but we have to get that number down somehow”, Yoongi apologized as he dragged the singer to the bathroom.

Getting Jungkook into the tub was a true challenge and Yoongi’s arms burned from the strain when he eased him down. The rapper picked up the shower head and set the water temperature low before holding it to his dongsaeng’s legs. Jungook groaned while Yoongi rinsed him down with cool water, slowly filling the tub. Grabbing a washcloth, the older soaked it with cold water and placed it on the singer’s forehead, which earned him a relieved sigh. “Talk to me”, Yoongi frowned as he continued to wash the younger down, “How are you feeling?” Squeezing his eyes shut, Jungkook tried to focus and mumbled: “Dizzy. Gosh, my head….” – “Can I trust you to stay conscious? I wanna get you some water”, the rapper worried, cupping Jungkook’s cheeks to make him look at him.

Though the younger had nodded, Yoongi did not fully trust him to stay conscious, so he hurried to not leave the other on his own for too long. To his relief, Jungkook managed to sit up by himself, despite his muscles protesting the movement. “Small sips”, Yoongi reminded, moving the washcloth from his dongsaeng’s forehead to the back of his neck. Handing the glass back, Jungkook rubbed his face and breathed: “Thanks.” There was a moment of silence before he broke into tears. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t know what to do and I was scared an-“ – “Ssh, it’s okay, Kook. Breathe, yeah?”, Yoongi shushed, picking up the washcloth to wipe the other’s tears with some cold water, “I bet you were terrified. I can’t imagine how you even managed to go out like this. Relax, hm? You’re with hyung now, everything will be okay. We can figure things out together.”

Jungkook continued to soak in his cool bath for a while and Yoongi kept rechecking his temperature. When the older was satisfied that they were out of the danger zone, he picked out a set of light clothes for his dongsaeng to borrow before helping him out of the tub. It took all of Jungkook’s energy to get himself dressed but the thought of Yoongi’s comfortable couch was enough motivation to push him on. Bam was glad to have him back, not leaving his side again once he had returned from the bathroom.

“You look about ready to sleep”, Yoongi chuckled watching Jungkook pet Bam, “How about I get you a small bowl of rice, so you can take some fever reducers? You can sleep afterwards and we’ll see how you feel then. If your fever doesn’t stay down, I’ll take you to the hospital, if it does, I’d like you to stay with me for a bit, so I can keep an eye on you.” – “Gotta go back to my place later”, the younger sighed, “Bam will need his food but yeah, rice and meds sound helpful, sleep sounds even better.” Nodding, Yoongi smiled: “That’s what we’ll do then. I can take you back to your place and stay with you there. Just don’t want you to be alone, wouldn’t want you to be in hot water again.”

[sickonthedancefloor]

All Hands On Deck - part 2

Sickies: OT7 Caretakers: Themselves + Managers

Part: [one]

Hoseok didn’t think he was ready for this. Here he had Jungkook, weirdly both pale and green-tinted, in a wet, vomit-sprayed tee and looking on the verge of crying. Before Jungkook could even consider apologizing, Hoseok merely shushed him softly, reaching a hand up to swipe his cheeks in comfort before tears could even begin to fall. His youngest dongsaeng, despite being taller and more muscular than him already, looked so small standing next to him with how sick he was. There was something about his big eyes being so watery and upset that pulled at Hoseok’s heartstrings immediately.

He was very weak for his members.

“It’s okay, Jungkook-ah, let’s get you changed and in bed. Sound good?”

He received a small hum in agreement, as the younger dancer dropped his face against Hoseok’s shoulder. Oh no… not vomit on the Balenciaga… It was honestly inevitable. He’d definitely have to ask one of the managers for their cleaning trick to get it out later for sure. But first… His hand rubbed small circles on Jungkook’s back as he walked him away from the bathroom, away from the new noises of vomiting from behind the door. It seemed to upset Jungkook further to hear it, and the last thing Hoseok wanted to do was have him sick again, and in the hallway where the clean-up would be harder. The two shuffled awkwardly and slow, but it didn’t seem to nauseate the youngest further, so Hoseok was alright with the pace.

“H-hyung,” Jungkook murmured. “Jin-hyung’s—”

“Hm? Jin-hyung?”

Jungkook pointed at the door. Ah… that made sense.

“Oh, you mean Jin-hyung’s room?” Hoseok guessed. That got a soft laugh and a thumbs up. Perfect, honestly; Jin’s door was closer, anyway. Hoseok merely shuffled to Jin’s room, leading Jungkook inside. Jungkook looked at the bed, but Hoseok merely held onto him, grabbing his shirt. “Come on, let’s get you changed into something cleaner. Okay, hands up.”

Jungkook looked so little. As Hoseok pulled the shirt from him, he couldn’t help but coo at how he scrunched his face. Once off, Hoseok just turned it inside out and dropped it near the door, before helping Jungkook out of his baggy jeans. He was like a child again, like that young teen who was so shy but still crawled into their beds when he felt too lonely or upset or just wanted comfort. Cute. Once in just his boxers, Hoseok led him to sit on the bed, ruffling his hair affectionately. “Stay right here, I’m gonna see what Jin’s got that you can fit.” For good measure, he moved the desk trash can next to the bed.

Hoseok tossed Jungkook’s pants, and his own sweatshirt (feeling too warm for it now anyway, he guessed someone turned the heater up for one of their sick members) to the pile and went to rummage through Jin’s closet for something light. He managed to dig up a simple dark tee and basketball shorts, and dressed Jungkook quickly as he noticed his eyes shutting. He was more than thankful that Jin and Jungkook fit the same clothes; it made it easier, for sure. Hoseok tugged the blanket back as he eased their maknae to lay down, then just ran his hands through Jungkook’s hair until the younger fell asleep.

Once he seemed settled, Hoseok sighed, leaning his head on the side of the bedframe. What a day… It was already giving him a headache, but he was glad to at least be helpful.

~*~

In the bathroom, on the other hand, Jin wished for peace. But all he received was a sharp stench of putrid, vile vomit that seemed rather discomforting being two distinctively different scents of yuck. He honestly didn’t think puke could have identifying smells, but whatever Taehyung was expelling before him had some odd, creamy scent to it that made his own stomach feel uncomfortable. But just taking a sharp breath upward, he merely continued to rub Taehyung’s back, thankful that his curls were at least short enough to stay out of his face.

Taehyung’s vomiting was calmer than Jungkook’s in a sense. Less loud, bouncy motions but more harsh, almost twitching gasps as he coughed up whatever wanted to make its way up his esophagus. He had tried to speak twice, barely getting out Jin’s name, and a broken apology, before he merely gave up. Taehyung had a shaky hand braced on his knee, fingers white-knuckled gripping his sweatpants as if it was the only lifeline he had between staying upright and falling into the porcelain nightmare (oh god, Jin realized, that was going to be a nightmare to clean).

“It’s okay, Taehyung-ah,” Jin said calmly. His hand on Taehyung’s back formed a fist and he rubbed his knuckles with a little more force on Taehyung’s back. Something more of a sensation, hopefully a bit of a distraction. “Try to take a breath now, hm?”

Taehyung coughed up a mouthful and then spit. Jin took the opportunity to flush, hoping to reduce some of the smell. But ever the diligent dongsaeng, Taehyung tried to take a breath. His shoulders slumped and he eased back. And took a second breath.

“H-hyung…”

“I’m here, Taehyung-ah. You’re okay. Just keep breathing—or… that, I guess.”

On Taehyung’s next breath, he gagged and immediately lifted himself back to the toilet, regurgitating out another thick mouthful of sludge. His hand on Jin’s hand merely loosened his grip and he swatted at him, albeit shaky and weakly.

“I know, I know. Not funny. But you always laugh at my jokes.”

Taehyung swatted him again, and coughed. He heaved again, but nothing came out.

“See, my jokes cured you.”

But another heave, and a mouthful of pure bile escaped. Taehyung was running on empty, and Jin could see it. He continued rubbing his back, encouraging him to take another breath. It took Taehyung another few minutes of dry heaving before he managed to sink back, forehead dropping on the toilet. Jin smiled.

“Good job, you stopped. Let’s wait a few minutes before we move, just in case.”

Taehyung just nodded as his eyes closed, his body trying to succumb to at least a few moments rest before Jin made him move. Jin let him have these extra moments in peace, just keeping one hand rubbing his back but now in slow circles. It gave Jin time to send a one-handed text message to Namjoon, letting him know their second youngest was also ill. This was already proving to be a disaster. They were going to need back-up, that was for sure.

~*~

From his spot on the couch, Yoongi looked towards the bathrooms on the left. He’d begun rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he heard Jungkook, but he was wide awake the moment Taehyung also disappeared. This already wasn’t good, and they hadn’t bought that much juk. They’d need more… and given whatever the two had, Yoongi figured he may as well begin messing with inventory.

He yawned as he stood, stretching his arms upward. The noise was enough to have Namjoon looking at him with a frown. “You’re not sick too, are you?”

Yoongi shook his head. “Wouldn’t dream of getting sick before you, Joon. I’m just going to make some juk. I have a feeling we’re going to need more, if Hobi-ah hasn’t come back from checking on them.” He really, really hoped Hoseok wasn’t also sick; that man hated throwing up, the last thing they really needed was an anxiety attack flaring up from anyone over illness. At least, for now, Namjoon and Jimin seemed alright, so after reassuring their leader that he was okay, Yoongi merely trekked his way into the kitchen and went to pull out the big pot. He’d make enough juk to last them a few days; thankfully it wasn’t hard at all. Opening the kitchen, he went to work, glad that Hoseok had organized their kitchen prior.

As Yoongi began cutting green onions, he realized he wasn’t alone. Despite seeming exhausted, Namjoon was out standing by the counter, frowning at his phone as he reread Jin’s updates. “Ah… Hyung, what can I do to help?”

Yoongi smiled. “Can you go check on Hobi and Jungkook? Hobi might need some help. Juk should be ready within the hour.”

An easy task. Namjoon gave a thumbs up and headed down the hall to peer in Jungkook’s room, then Hoseok and Jimin’s, only to find both empty. He just decided to search each room to find them, peering briefly into Yoongi’s empty bedroom before he landed on Jin’s. And there he saw Hoseok running his hand through Jungkook’s hair, Jungkook curled up next to him with his head in his lap on their oldest hyung’s bed. When Hoseok spotted Namjoon in the doorway, he smiled, holding a finger to his lips.

“Did he just fall asleep?”

Hoseok nodded. “I wanted to wait a little before giving him medication in case he could eat anything.”

“Yoongi-hyung’s making juk.” He wheeled over the desk chair to sit in, so he wouldn’t move the bed. “He thinks we’re going to need more.”

With a sigh, Hoseok nodded again. “I wouldn’t be surprised… Someone else is going to get it, I bet. When it’s done, let me know?” It only took a few minutes more before Jungkook began snoring, and the two sighed in relief. He was out. The rappers spent a few moments discussing their gameplan on if more of them came down with this—double line the trash cans, keep their two sick members comfortable, try to keep their medications on schedule. Check everyone just to be safe. Hoseok texted the managers their update while Namjoon headed out to give Jin and Yoongi their new update. The juk would take a bit, so he didn’t rush.

As he made it to the bathroom closest to his room, he knocked lightly. “Jin-hyung? You in there?”

“Ahhh, Namjoon-ah! Yeah, I’m in here. Careful if you open the door, Taehyungie’s legs—”

Namjoon was not careful. Upon immediate push of the door, he immediately knocked the wood onto Taehyung’s legs. Similar to Hoseok and Jungkook, Taehyung had taken Jin’s lap as a pillow, but with a damp towel over his eyes. He groaned but otherwise did not move, and Jin immediately began to fuss as Namjoon apologized.

“Is he sick too, Jin-hyung?”

“He spent ten minutes vomiting and now he won’t get up. And he won’t let me get up. Joon-ah, I can’t help him from down here! We don’t even have a traditional Korean bathroom, I could have just hosed down the mess but no, we have to clean it up! I could have just hosed Taehyung off of me—”

With that, Namjoon laughed, squeezing in and kneeling next to them. Taeyhung, while not as tall as Jin or Namjoon, had put on a significant amount of muscle on his frame, rivaling Jin in terms of weight already. And so much of it was muscle; but his reluctance to move overtook Jin’s attempt to keep him from the floor. It was a lose-lose situation for Jin. Taehyung’s button-up had vomit stains all along the front, and was damp with sweat. Jin had wiped his face already, but the younger vocalist seemed comfortable with the cloth blocking the light.

“Headache, Tae-yah?” Namjoon asked.

He received a mumbled ‘yes’. Fever confirmed by touch. Chills, possibly from the floor, possibly the fever. With a sigh, Jin rubbed his back again.

“Come on, let’s try to make it to the room with Joon, yeah?”

Taehyung grumbles again. “’m dirty…”

“It’s okay buddy, you’ve been sick. You want to try and take a bath?”

That gets the young singer to groan, his hand reaching up to press the cold cloth over his eyes. “I don’t want to move… Every time I move I get woozy.”

Jin sighed, stroking his hair. “Well, let’s at least try to get you changed and clean so you’re more comfortable.”

“Not… not yet.” Taehyung grumbled. He kicked a foot lazily to the side, but it bumped Namjoon’s leg—exactly what he was planning. “Go ‘way.”

Namjoon chuckled softly, patting Taehyung’s shoulder from where he sat. He was pretty sure Jin would catch it, being in proximity of now two vomiting members, but he wasn’t going to stress out over it. As Jin leaned his head back against the wall, he reached a hand over to swat at Namjoon too.

“Just bring him some fresh clothes? We’ll be out when we can, okay?”

Namjoon nodded and scurried out, returning five minutes later with a fresh pair of pajamas. On his way out, he added: “Oh, Jungkook’s taken over your bed.”

“Aish!”

[katiesdailystruggle]

Okay yall. I quit trying to make this perfect. I'm well aware it's a little rough around the edges, and I'm also well aware not everyone will like it. Nonetheless, here’s my community service to the sickie bangtan lovers for this year <3

Drabble fic is below the cut. Thanks for waiting patiently! I truly hope you enjoy this pure indulgence lmao.

Title: one stormy night

Word count: 2.2k

Ship: namjinkook - caretakers namjin, sickie jungkook

Tropes: sickfic, fluff, lil bit of snz, basic flu symptoms (the good stuff ya know)

Set in a random AU where Namjin are lovers who own a small shop, Jin is a healer, Namjoon is a mage, and Jungkook is just struggling, ill stranger who manages to fall head over heels in love with his saviors, whilst namjin also fall hard lol.

Seokjin was startled abruptly at the sound of the iron knocker pounding the front door, pausing his job of drawing the drapes for the evening. He and his lover, Namjoon, shared a small cottage in the middle of the woods that was outfitted into a potion shop for the neighboring villagers.

It was well passed their closing time, and Jin knew they didn’t have any appointments on file this late in the day. His stomach clenched with nerves as his gaze shifted to his husband’s usual position by the hearth. “I’ll get the door,” he softly said, making his way over to gently coax Namjoon back down to sit in the armchair. “You had a lot of spells today. Rest a while, I can handle this.”

It was getting late, he was exhausted from a long day’s work, and he didn’t know who was pounding on the door. It would be easy to become frustrated and get rid of whoever beckoned them, but Jin wasn’t heartless. It was storming outside, and maybe someone needed help. The healer in him wouldn’t let someone in need fend for themselves, and he would much rather waste some time than have regrets in his consciousness.

Pulling his evening robes further across himself to help defend the evening chill, Jin released the deadlock and the binding spell on the door, cautiously opening it a crack to peer outside. An unfamiliar silhouette greeted him, though it was difficult to perceive little else due to the heavy rainfall.

“Good evening, stranger,” Jin’s eyes ghosted over the heavily soaked man before him, an oversized hood covering his features dripping rapidly as the rain continued to pour down relentlessly. “I’m afraid we haven't met before, is there something I can do for you?”

“Please,” came the drenched strangers’ reply. “I’m just trying to make it to eastern lands.” Jin took mental note of the thick rasp and nasally tone in his voice. “I just need a roof to block this storm for an hour or so. I’m very weary from traveling.” The stranger didn’t make any move to invade their cottage of his own volition, and he was leaning heavily against their meager porch post for support to stay upright.

The poor dear. Squinting in a fruitless attempt to see better through the storm, Jin took note of the stranger’s trembling frame, his soaked clothing underneath the heavy travel cloaks, and the poorly fitted boots on his feet. He’s been traveling for a long while, weeks at the very least.

“You’re welcome to come in and dry off for as long as you need,” a soft smile adorned Jin’s features as he reached out to help support the traveler’s weak frame for the short distance inside. “We haven’t got much to offer in means of transportation to the east, but you must at least rest here a while. You’re soaked through.” A familiar pang of sympathy pulsed through his heart.

Jin’s own clothing was becoming rather damp just holding the stranger’s underarms, it couldn’t have been comfortable in the slightest to travel through this disastrous weather heavily weighed down by wet cloaks.

At the sound of the door shutting behind them, Namjoon stood up abruptly, eyes narrowed skeptically onto the hooded stranger, but he made no move to turn him away either. Jin nodded in silent thanks for his husband’s trust, as the two made their way slowly across the foyer. "A traveler needs a place to rest tonight. Help me tend to him, Joonie?"

Catching him by surprise as he was speaking, Jin nearly tripped over himself when the stranger suddenly bent over, a series of thick, painful coughs erupting from deep within his chest. As he fought to pull in a deep breath, Jin gently tugged back his hood to better inspect the ailments plaguing him.

And - oh. What an absolute darling. The gentle scrunch of his nose, the soft doe eyes crinkled in irritation as the worst of the coughing fit passed. His cheeks were flushed from the cold air, and the fringe of his bangs dripped with rain water as they hung in front of his eyes. He was beautiful. Jin had only ever had eyes for Namjoon, but the sweet one before him brought up emotions bubbling within that he had not felt before. He always did get attached easily.

No matter though, he had a job to do, and the stranger needed medical attention regardless of his mysterious beauty. Jin was a professional, and he would tend to whatever ailment was present.

“That cough sounds awful, dear,” Jin spoke softly as he made to undo the poorly tangled cloak ties. “You can call me Jin-hyung, what would you like me to call you?”

“Jungkook is my name,” the little one managed to rasp out and Jin hardly concealed a wince at the painful sound of crackling phlegm in his throat. “I don’t mind what you call me though. I don’t have any means to pay, I’m sorry.”

Jungkook’s eyes were glistening with unshed emotion, and he was sniffling thickly, pawing at his nose and eyes desperately in obvious irritation.

Another pang of sympathy shot through Jin’s heart at the sight of tears, but before he could utter another word, Namjoon was already stepping around him to help Jungkook settle into an empty cot by the healer’s table. Jin easily recognized the look in the mage’s eyes as one of empathy and adoration. They were both so utterly hopeless.

“That’s quite alright, Jungkookie, you needn’t worry about such affairs,” Namjoon spoke in a soft whisper. “You can call me Namjoon hyung. Just lie back, and we will take good care of you. I promise.”

A mixed array of confusion and relief flooded Jungkook’s sweet features, and he blinked several times, allowing a few stray tears to trickle down his cheeks. “Thank you hyungs, I’m afraid I’m not well,” he briefly paused speaking as his breathing caught roughly, a small trembling hand still rubbing harshly at his nose. “It’s been weeks and this head cold just isn’t going away. My travels have just made everything w-worse…oh…e-excuse me,” His lovely eyelids fluttered shut, as several productive sneezes ripped out of his chapped nose, chest heaving wildly in a desperate attempt to quell his breathing back to normal. Jungkook let out a shuttering sigh afterward, teary eyes darting away from the healer every so shyly. “Pardon me, please. I can’t seem to stop sneezing.”

“Oh sweetheart,” Jin cooed gently, reaching out to wipe his messy nose with a handkerchief. “Sounds like a little more than a nasty cold to me. I’m a trained healer, and Namjoonie here is a mage. I’ll check you over and see if we can’t get some medicine and hot soup into you by the end of the hour.” His gentle, calculated hands were tenderly pulling Jungkook’s soaked downshirt off, Namjoon already having started freeing him of his trousers.

“We need to get you out of these wet clothes and bundled up to dry by the fire,” Jin wrapped a soft, cotton towel around Jungkook’s trembling frame, and the relief on his face was so genuinely innocent, that he felt his own emotions stirring up. “Joonie, dear, if you wouldn’t mind putting the kettle to boil, fetching me some blankets and a clean nightshift, please.”

Jungkook was finding it harder to pay attention to Jin’s words than it should’ve been. Time seemed to slow down as he lost the ability to function properly. His breathing was becoming labored and that ever-present aching in his chest was becoming a harsh sting now. When did it get so warm? Or was it cold? He couldn’t tell anymore.

He had begun to slouch so low into himself, and his eyes were starting to close tiredly. Jin gently pressed the back of his hands to Jungkook’s cheeks and neck, humming softly at the detection of his obvious temperature. The poor dear, so very exhausted from traveling ill. “It’s quite alright if you fall asleep now, sweetheart. Just lie back down, I’ll wake you when I have medicine for you to take.”

As if by order of Jin’s permission, Jungkook’s consciousness slowly slipped into a light doze, long past the point of exhaustion. His breathing evened down to labored short puffs of stuffy air, nose scrunched up ever so sweetly into a sleepy, ticklish expression. It only had been movements, but Jin’s heart was entirely stolen.

At the younger’s slip into a fitful sleep, Jin made quick work of checking his vitals, throat, nose, and ears - getting a specific reading on his rising temperature, a worrying one, no less. Namjoon was back a few moments after he finished pulling a thick comforter up over Jungkook’s sleeping form.

“Water just started boiling hyung,” he whispered as he placed a stack of wool blankets and a silken shift on the armchair. “Want me to fill a basin of hot water and get some ailment tea brewed?”

Jin’s eyes softened even further at his lover, unable to look stressed even in the face of the ill young one beside himself. “That would be lovely, Joonie, thank you. Help me dress him first?”

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Jungkook’s head felt heavy, dizzyingly so. There was also a nauseating spin of the room from lying horizontally as his ill body fought to stay sleeping. He didn’t know how long he’d been dozing off, time was passing unawares to him, though it didn’t feel near long enough before his consciousness was slipping back in. An irritating tickle was forming deep in his sinuses, whilst, unfortunately, his little nose scrunches were doing little to fight back. Having no wherewithal to cover, Jungkook released a flurry of wet, desperate sneezes into the firm chest next to him.

“Oh Jungkookie,” Namjoon softly cooed from above. “Blessings, you sound so poorly.” He was poorly, what a gods sent gift the hyungs shop was nearby. Sniffling desperately to contain the productive wetness that was now beneath his nose, Jungkook felt his eyes well up once more.

“My handkerchief is wet.” He whined softly, words muffled into the sweet hyung cradling him. He needed something to cover with, he needed to sneeze again. And what a tragedy it was indeed because the tickle persisted despite the fit he had just released previously. Damn, his ever-sensitive nose. Always getting in the way of comfort.

“I can’t blow my nose… and I need to…” He trailed off breathily, already starting to work his way into a hitch. A shuffling of movement briefly distracted his gasping speech, as his face was suddenly covered in a warm, large bundle of soft fabric. “Here, sweetie. All yours.” Jungkook felt Namjoon’s deep voice reverberate through his whole being, though perhaps that was also the fever chills shaking him through.

Noting he was now pressed against bare skin, not a cotton downshirt, his brain fumbled to keep up with the fact that he was presently leaking tears and mucus all over Namjoon’s shirt. He wasn’t thinking, the logical part of his brain long past gone, in the throes of his current predicament. If he had been, perhaps the prospect of using another man’s shirt in lieu of a handkerchief would’ve been embarrassing. One he had scarcely just met, no less. But he didn’t even have time for that. His eyes were watering, mouth falling open in desperate breaths, his nose burning ever so badly as it teased his need for release. Instead of granting him relief, though, the hitching just made him cough harshly, once again, all over Namjoon.

“Let’s get you in some dry clothes, sweetie,” Namjoon muttered, gently combing his hands through the young man’s hair. “I have a nice, warm nightshift right here for you.”

All Jungkook could seem to muster out was a small moan in response, shaky and once again, hitched, as he pawed at his nose in sleepy annoyance. “I know Jungkookie, almost there. I’m sorry, I know it’s chilly. Just gotta get this over your head now…there we go, left arm first, good boy.“ Was that Jin’s voice now? The feeling of cold air fading into warm silk on his skin caused a raspy whine to come out of his mouth before his thoughts even caught up. “It’s okay, it’s okay. All done.” Definitely Jin.

Despite the warm, dry clothing covering him now, chills racked his body relentlessly. It didn’t take but a few more hitching breaths before his face scrunched up in a defeated flurry of congested sneezes. “Bless you, little one. Come on, blow for me,” Jin whispered from his left, the down shirt coming back up to cover most of his face. Jungkook was ever obedient though, so he managed to huff out a thick blow at Jin's discretion. Gods this shirt was going to be so gross. Poor Namjoon. “There we go, all better. Good job, Jungkookie.” For someone whose shirt was now a makeshift hanky, Namjoon’s voice sounded awfully pleased with him.

A flush dusted his cheeks as he glanced up at both men in pure adoration, one not having to do with his fever. But the hyungs didn’t need to know that. Soft wool blankets were quickly wrapped around his shoulders, and he let out a relieved sigh when his feet were placed in a basin of hot water. The trembling didn’t stop, nor did the deep aches in his body, but the sudden warmth and Namjoon and Jin’s presence were enough to let him doze off for a while. He was safe. And for now, that was enough.

[crystalsnow95z]

It's time to write some long drabble without any thought! It actually like two stories in one, but since I'm on mobile, I can not separate them..sorry. One of 11 drafts I've been sitting on that I'm not proud of.

Sickie-jin and J-hope for a hot minute.(skip to past the green lines if you don't like vomit)

Caretaker- ot7

"Is everyone ready?" Namjoon yells over the sound of the ocean waves and the humming of the boat engine. Everyone nodded after checking their life jackets to be sure they were properly secure.

They took a mini vacation in between their current world tour, a day to themselves before their flight to japan, choosing to unwind after eight back to back concerts in the US.

The boys all took turns jumping into the water, jungkook flipping into the water first. "Did you see Hyng?"

Jimin follows after seeing Jungkook safely move out of the way.

"Is it cold?" Jin asks.

"No. It's not that cold. It feels nice with how hot it is!"Jungkook replies, slicking his hair back. "Come on hyungie!"

Jin doesn't believe the mischievous mankae, but jumped in anyway, screaming. "Jungkook-ah! It's so cold!"

Jungkook laughs. "You'll get used to it."

Soon everyone was in, Namjoon jumping in with a beach ball, the seven members trying their best to keep it from touching the water.

"Look, hyung, jet skiis. I wonder if there's a place to rent them." Jungkook lets the ball fly right past him, eyes sparkling with excitement.

"I can ask if they can find a place we can rent them." Namjoon smiles, finding Jungkook's doe eyes expression cute.

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It didn't take long for the staff to fulfill Namjoons request to rent jet skiis only taking a ten minute boat ride to go to a rental shop, but there were only four left making the boys have to ride in pairs.

The boys count to three before taking off on the jet skis, Taehyung riding with Jungkook, j-hope riding with Jimin and Yoongi riding with Jin.

Namjoon got to ride on his own jet ski after being victorious in rock, paper, scissors. Jungkook managed to talk the others into a race, and the boys take off racing from the dock to the water buoy. J-Hope wraps his arms tighter around Jimin's waist, letting out a squeal with the waves start bouncing the jet ski. "Ugh, why did I agree to this.."

Taehyung and Jungkook scream happily, taking the lead when Jimin slows down to talk to J-hope. "You okay Hobi-hyung?"

"I'll be okay. Just keep going." J-hope says, ignoring his stomach flutters, not wanting to ruin the fun.

Jimin speeds up, trying to catch up with the others, but Namjoon continues to move in front of him not letting him pass, the two fighting for last place.

Up ahead, Yoongi and Jungkook were neck and neck, both fighting for first.

"You can do it Yoongi!" Jin cheers for him.

"Jungukkie you got this!" Taehyung joins in.

Yoongi makes the turn around the buoy, but takes it sharper than he intended, him losing his balance and sending both him and Jin into the water, the key tied around his wrist coming out of the jet ski.

"Hyung! Hyung are you okay!?" Jungkook and the others stop their jet skis to check on them, Taehyung jumping off of Jungkooks to go to them.

"I'm fine. I just got a mouthful of salt water. Don't worry. Are you okay hyungie?" Yoongi says while trying to get the saltwater from his eyes.

"I'm okay too.." Jin says, coughing up salt water.

"I'm sorry. I should've been more careful." Yoongi helps Jin get his hair out of his face.

"It's okay. It was an accident. Don't worry." Jin tries to comfort Yoongi, patting his shoulder. "We're both fine that's all that matters.."

"Are you sure? You hit the water pretty hard.." Jimin says with a worried expression.

"I'm fine, really. I just took it a bit of water. Don't worry." Jin tries to shake the water out of his ear. "Let's ride without racing, though. Hoba looks a little seasick already.."

J-hope was leaning his head on Jimin's shoulder, wishing for his stomach to settle. Jimin nuzzles into his cheek. "I'm sorry hyung.. I'll take you back to land so you can lay down."

"No I'll be okay once I'm back on the boat.."

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"Hyung, I don't feel good.." J-hope says, leaning into Jin on the way home from the beach, a wet burp escaping. (I wish I took up Jimin's offer to go wait on land...)

"I know Hoba, hyung will take care of you. Do you need to throw up?" Jin softly runs his hand over J-hopes' stomach in little circles, trying to help soothe the pain. "We can find a bag for you.."

"I'm okay.." J-hope swallows the saliva that pooled in his mouth. "I can make it to the hotel.."

"I'm sorry Hobi-hyung.. I shouldn't have talked you into racing.." Jungkook twists his hands in his lap, feeling guilty that his suggestion made the usually cheerful J-hope hardly able to fake a smile to comfort him.

"It's okay, JK. It's not that bad." J-hope reaches to squeeze Jungkook's hand. "Your hand is freezing. Jungkook, you need to get in the shower when we get home..Jiminah and Taehyungie too.. You both have purple lips.."

"Okay Hobi-hyung.. I purple you." Taehyung smiles making a heart with his fingers placing it by his lips, getting a bigger smile out of the motion sick rapper.

"I purple you too Tae.." J-hope's stomach gurgled, trying to force up the korean barbecue they had for lunch.

"We're almost there Hoba. Just a few more minutes." Jin kisses the top of J-hopes' head when he hears a soft whimper from J-hope. "Hyung will order you some soup and get a bath ready."

The van turns into the hotel building, Jin letting J-hope lean on his broad shoulder as they walk to J-hope's room, leading J-hope to the bathroom, lifting up the seat.

J-hope kneels on the bathroom tiles, his mouth filling with saliva once more, his stomach pushing up his dinner, ejecting it into the porcelain bowl. His stomach muscles tightened as they pushed up everything it had in it.

Jin rubs J-hope's back. "It's okay Hoba, hyung is here. It'll be over soon.." He tries to soothe J-hope, whispering sweet nothings.

J-hope retches, bile rising up to his throat, spraying into the toliet."It..it hurts.." He says in a hoarse whimper. J-hope reaches for Jin's hand, holding it tightly as another ripple of pain rolls over his belly, sick spewing out once more.

"I know baby, I know.." Jin coos sympathetically, ignoring his own stomach churning at the sound of J-hope's violent retching. He squeezes J-hopes clammy hand. "If I could be sick for you I would. It hurts my heart to see you this way.."

Thankfully, it ended quickly for J-hope but even though it only lasted a few minutes, it left him feeling exhausted, leaning into Jin who holds him until he could catch his breath again. "It's over..." He sighs in relief reaching to flush.

"Here, lean against the bath, I'll get you some water. Okay?" Jin gently moves from underneath J-hope. "I'll be back in a minute okay?" Jin goes to the mini fridge of the hotel, bringing back two water bottles. "Little sips, okay Hoba?"

J-hope nods, sipping on the water, washing the taste from his mouth.

"You feeling any better now, Hoba?" Jin speaks softly, stroking J-hopes damp hair behind his ear.

"A little.. I don't feel like I need to throw up anymore.. I'm sorry, Hyung.."

"Don't be sorry for being sick. Let's get you washed up. Do you think you can stand?"

J-hope nods, letting Jin help him to his feet. "Okay hyung.."J-hope slips off his wet clothes, not realizing how much he was shaking until he was standing without Jin's support, feeling weak in the knees.

"Here, let hyung help." Jin helps get the skin tight top off of J-hope, then gets in him in shower, keeping a hand on his waist. Jin gets some soap, putting it on a cloth, then runs it over J-hopes skin. The warm water and gentle strokes of Jin washing his abdomen soothe the tightness in his stomach. "Thanks Hyung..I'm feeling a little better now.. I can do it myself.. you can go wash up yourself.."

"You're shaking still. I'll sit in here until you finished, then I'll go." Jin closes the toliet lid and takes a seat, chatting with J-hope until he finished, wrapping J-hope in a towel and leading him to the main room.

"I'm feeling a lot better now. Don't worry about me, go wash up. I'll be okay. Seriously." J-hope gets up to get clothes, trying to prove he could move without his help.

"Okay, I'll shower really quick then come back, okay? I'll order us something to eat. Call me if you need me, okay?"

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"Hyung. Hyung it's time to get up.." jungkook knocks softly on the door to Jin's room.

Jin slept through his first two alarms feeling groggy, his voice coming out hoarse when he calls back to Jungkook. "I'm up.." he quickly gathers his bags, going to the door. "What time is it?"

"Hyung you sound congested..are you feeling okay?" Jungkook takes Jin's bags along with his own, leading him to where the others were waiting. "It's 9:05. I went to look for you when i saw you weren't there at nine like we agreed. Do you have everything?"

"I'm okay, just think I'm catching a cold. I'll take some medicine before we fly." Jin checks his little bag, being sure he put his phone and charger inside it.

"Hyung do you want some water?" Jimin offers, worried about how rough Jin's voice sounded. Jin takes it, the cool water giving some relief from the scratchy feeling in his throat.

Jin takes the mask out of his bag, putting it on and following Jimin, Taehyung, and Yoongi to one of the cars, the other members getting into the other.

Jin sniffles, feeling the drainage enter his throat, making him cough. "Ah, I can't believe I'm getting sick.. we have four more concerts.." He sighs with annoyance.

"Maybe swimming was a bad idea." Jimin looks down, feeling guilt gnawing at him. It was his idea to go swimming.

"I had a lot of fun, it was a great idea. I don't think swimming was the cause." Jin puts his hand on Jimin's knee. "Don't worry about it. It's not even bad. Just a throat tickle and a runny nose that's a bit annoying. I just wish I could get the rest of the water out of my ear.. it still kinda hurts.."

"Me too, me too. I'm tempted to try a cotton swab even though they say they're not good for use anymore." Taehyung says tilting his head to the side.

"Did you try The Valsalva Maneuver?" Yoongi asks.

"No, I don't even know what that is." Taehyung says looking confused.

"It's when you close your mouth, pinch your nose shut, and try to blow out. Don't try to blow too hard, though. You could hurt your ears." Yoongi demonstrates for them and both boys try it.

Taehyung's eyes grow wide. "Woah..it worked hyung! I felt the water come out!" He smiles brightly. Jin didn't have such luck. It made his ear hurt more than it did before. (I hope I didn't do it wrong...)

"Did it work for you Hyungie?" Jimin asks.

Jin touches his ear, feeling the moisture on his fingertip."I think I got it all too. Thanks, Yoongi. Your random knowledge helped."

"Hyung, hyung, we landed. Wake up.." Jimin gently shakes Jin awake. Jin wakes up feeling worse than before. The little relief he felt from getting the water out was back again, worse than before. Jin went to talk, but a cough came out instead.

"Don't talk if it hurts Hyungie. They prepared medicine in the car for you to take. You'll feel better soon." J-hope takes Jin's carry on bag for him while Jungkook and Jimin lead Jin off the plane, the six members surrounding him to keep the cameras off of him.

Army welcomed them back, screaming their names and words of endearment, and Jin would usually smile and blow kisses, but right now, he felt drained even though he slept for 11 hours on the plane.

They quickly get into their cars, a staff member passing Jin some medicine for his cough. "Thank you.." Jin bows politely with a smile, taking it with some water.

"Are we going right to the venue to see the stage still?" Namjoon asks.

"Yes, we got it all set up." The manager replies. "We got a couple hours."

"Great. I was worried we wouldn't have enough time to get the stage positions. It'll be enough time to do at least one run through ." Namjoon and J-hope talk business, but Jin doesn't join the conversation. (I'll ask for an IV and take some pain medicine. I'll be fine.) Jin closes his eyes, resting his cheek on the window.

By the time they reached the venue his voice had returned to normal, only a dull pain left, but it felt like his ear was burning, the pressure of his inear making it worse. (If i can't use my inear i can't perform well..) Jin bites his lip anxiously and sneaks away to take something for the pain.

"Jin-Hyungie, where are you?" Namjoon calls when he notices the empty spot in their formation.

"I'm here. Sorry I had to use the bathroom." Jin gets in his spot. (I'll tell them after practice. We don't have time to waste..)

Jin tries to get through the routine, but he felt off balance. When he was trying to spin for Save me he accidentally smacked into Yoongi, knocking the smaller man to the floor.

"I'm sorry Yoongi. I'm sorry!" Jin rushed to pull Yoongi to his feet, quickly looking over Yoongi for any injury. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, hyung. Just a sore bottom." Yoongi says, rubbing his sore tail bone.

"Hyung, you weren't in your position at all." J-hope uses his serious tone, leading Jin to his spot. "Even if you got the timing wrong, you wouldn't run into Yoongi-hyung."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll get it right this time." Jin bows.

J-hope nods, signaling them to start the track over again. Jin concentrated on staying in his spot, making it through the practice without any issues.

When it was time for the real thing that night, though the pain was becoming unbearable. They had just finished the sound check, and the whole time, he had to stop himself from touching the earpiece, not wanting to worry his fans. As soon as he was out of sight he took the inear out.

Jin went to his bag, digging the pain pills out of his bag to try ease his suffering.

"Hyung what's wrong? Why do you need those? Did you get hurt when we collided?" Yoongi's voice made him jump with a short scream. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Ah, yoongi.. it's you.. I don't know..my ear..it really hurts.." Jin couldn't lie to his members, he knew they would see right through him.

Yoongi starts trying to find the problem, noticing the little bit of yellow pus and redness in his ear. "Hyung, your ear looks infected.."

"What?" Namjoon overhears. "Jinnie-hyung has an ear infection?"

"I think so.. hyung when did this start?" Yoongi asks

"It was hurting since yesterday, but I thought it was just water in my ear from swimming.." Jin answers honestly.

Namjoon leaves to get a doctor, them easily confirming Yoongi's diagnosis. "Is it serious?"

"Since he's not experiencing any hearing complications I wouldn't worry. It should go away in a few days." The doctor answers honestly. "But if it gets worse we will need to get him on antibiotics."

Jin felt freezing even underneath all the lights. A fever started setting in making his body ache and his energy drain, the only thing keeping him going was pure adrenaline, army chanting for him and his team and cheering loudly between songs keeping him going.

It wasn't until he stopped performing to allow the rapline to do their performances that the fatigue hit him like a truck. If jungkook wasn't standing in front of him, he would've fallen down the steps.

Jin felt his vision fading, everything going hazey. All the strength in his body drained, growing too heavy for him to hold, his knees buckling from underneath him. "jung..kook..ah.." His voice comes out slowly in a soft whisper, but jungkook felt Jin reaching for him, quickly turning just barely catching him, almost sending the oldest and youngest member down the steps but Jungkook urgently calling. "Help hyungs" alerted Taehyung and Jimin to be able to quickly support the mankae, Jimin placing a hand on his back and Taehyung running up the steps to steady them.

"What happened?" Taehyung helps Jungkook get Jin down the steps and safely on the floor.

"Jinnie-hyung..he fainted..and he's burning up.." Jungkook felt his heart racing. "He's really sick.."

Staff took over putting ice packs on Jin's body, sending the members away to try to help the oldest vocalist regain consciousness, but they didn't go far.

Taehyung hugged Jungkook to his chest when he notices the golden mankaes eyes swell up with tears. "He'll be okay. They know what to do.."Taehyung tries soothing him, stroking his hair.

"You guys need to..to get ready.." Jin's eyes flutter open. "Don't worry..." His voice isn't heard by anyone except the medical staff.

"He wants you to focus on the show..you only have two more songs before you go on.." staff warns them.

"We can't go without Jinnie-hyung.." jungkook sniffles.

"Jungkookie please don't cry. We can do this for him. He'll be very upset if we stop the concert.." jimin hugs into his back. "It'll be okay.."

"Okay.." Jungkook wiggles free from the 95 liners, running to get ready the other two following suit.

"Jin-shii.. I don't think you should go on again.." The staff member warned him, but Jin sits up.

"I just need a little rest.. I can do this.. please help me.." Jin presses his hands together to beg. "Please help.."

The youngest three go out on stage without him, performing pied piper and the truth untold without Jin, army and the other members taking turns singing Jin's parts.

(I need to be out there..) Jin clenched his fist in frustration, his body refusing to stand.

The rapline quickly go looking for Jin when they hear Jin's parts being distributed by the other members.

"Where's Jin?" Namjoon asks staff.

"He fainted so we're treating him. He's running a fever.." the staff member replies, the three members quickly searching for him.

"Jin-hyung is gonna be really upset." J-hope says sympathetically, the others nodding in agreement.

Jin was lying on his back on the floor, an IV drip in his left arm, and a cooling patch across his forehead.

"Is he going to the hospital?" Namjoon asks.

J-hope lets go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding when he sees Jin pick up his head to look at him.

"Please, please Namjoon let me finish the show while sitting.." Jin sits up with the help of the staff member.

"Hyung, you should rest here. Army will understand, they'll want you to take care of your health.." Namjoon starts, but Jin is already making it to his feet shaking his head.

"I'm feeling better now, I can do this..please? I'll take it easy.." Jin pulls away from staff's grip on his shoulder to stand on his own, trying his best to hide the pain he still felt. He couldn't disappoint army. "It's only six more songs. I can do this."

Namjoon didn't have time to argue with him. He could hear the youngest members finishing up the last song. "Sh*t.. we're running out of time."

The three rapliners quickly change clothes getting their mic packs safely secured in their back pocket, unaware that Jin was doing the same.

All seven men join together on stage, Namjoon and the others staring in horror when he hears Jin's voice.

"Army!!" He greets them yelling into the mic, sitting in the middle of the stage. The crowd screams when they see Jin back on stage. "I'm sorry I can't give it my all.. my condition isn't the best right now, but I really want to spend time with you. I can't dance, but I'll sing for you.."

The crowd awes at Jin's sudden confession, cheering his name. "Kim seokjin. Kim seokjin!"

Jin puts a finger to his lips to calm the crowd, the stadium growing silent.

(I'll make it through this.. with army behind me I can do anything.)

Category: Sickfic 

Sickie: Seokjin

Caretakers: any/author’s choice

Prompt: Seokjin comes down with a mild cold, but then one of the other members notice he’s starting to take a lot of pain relievers after a few days. It turns out he has developed an ear infection.

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14. "Bless you."

Word Count: 106

Sickie: Jungkook

“Bless you.”

Jungkook looks up from the wad of tissues covering the lower half of his face. “Thanks, hyung. But you don’t have to, since I’m probably not stopping any time soon.

As if to prove his point, he lets out another sneeze.

“Bless you.”

Jungkook sighs. “Hobi-hyung, don’t you ever get tired of ble-hh-hh … ugh,”

The urge to sneeze only grows stronger and he holds the wad of tissues to his nose once more. Out of his peripheral vision, he sees Hoseok open his mouth to bless him again.

“Hobi hyung.” Jungkook whines, giving his nose a rub.

The elder only grins. “Bless you.”