BTS Sickfics

Taehyung: Alone With a Head Injury (+A/N)

okay theres a couple of things i want to say here

OMG 100K OMG OMGOM G OMG OMG HOLY HELL I CANT BELIEVE THAT WHAT IN EARTH IS THANK YOU SO MUCH OM OKAY THANK YOU THAN K YOU THANK YOU IM SO EXCITED !!!

but seriously, thank you all so so much to everyone who has supported this book by reading, voting, commenting, sharing, and adding to lists. you have no idea how much that all means to me.  i never, ever thought this would become so successful. literally thank you so much. i dont know what else to say, im literally speechless.

i would be very thankful if you continued to support me, vote, and comment your reactions bc i love reading the reactions lol.

i want to give a huge shoutout to SpekJess, NerdyCookie01, MyaDee, April_Limelight and everyone else who has been here since the beginning, and making me feel so welcome here (I would add so many more names, but my internet really isnt working and now that im coming to write this ive forgotten everyones usernames lol and now i feel bad that everyone is being left out. basically if you vote every or most chapters youre part of this shoutout).

the second thing i want to say is that ive started work for my new story, since im out of sickfics to write for now. im excited to maybe share it with you in the next coming months! also, you know how littlespace sickfics exist? what about a whole book so bts sickfics, but theyre actually little kids? 

request by flamestarzen with an ending inspired by NerdyCookie01 :)

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Taehyung's POV -

Jungkook wraps his arms around me as we walk to dance practice, trying to calm my shivery body. I woke up with a cold this morning, and I feel all feverish and sniffly. I'm not all to sure it's a cold, though - my head hurts like fuck, and I keep getting bad dizzy spells. I have no idea how well dance practice is going to go with me like this, but the instructor is usually compassionate, so I might be made to sit down on my own.

Yoongi catches Jungkook hanging onto me, and starts to slow, coming to my pace. The others look back, watching. "Is the fresh air helping you feel any better, Hyungie?" he asks softly, touching my hot forehead gently.

I shake my head no. I feel lousy, and my legs are too heavy. Jungkook is only making me feel hotter, and the air stinks like shit, which is making me feel sick. I feel lightheaded, and I would honestly lie down in the street if I could. Instead of communicating all of this to the boys, I just give a half-hearted little groan.

Yoongi shoos Jungkook off of me, and supports me gently. I lean into him weakly, letting myself shiver. He shushes me a little, and opens the door to the dance studio so I can walk in. Since I don't think I can walk up the stairs, Yoongi takes me up in the lift.

The dance instructor takes one look at me, and frowns. "Taehyung, you look awfully hot! Are you feeling alright?"

"He has a cold," Namjoon explains. He was really dizzy this morning. I thought he was going to faint."

The instructor comes closer. "I really don't like the look of that fever. Are you sure you can dance, Taehyung?"

Usually, when we get a cold, we just have to keep going. We're professionals, so we can't really give up just because we have a little sniffle, but I feel really unwell. I think I'm closer to having the flu to a cold. I don't really know what to say. I just want to sit down.