This is a part two fic to @bts_armylove_xoxo 's request.
Enjoy! I like this one a lot more, and it took me less time than part one surprisingly. Ooo, i promised myself a cookie if i finished this within 2 days. Woot woot i made my goal, so now i'm going to get a cookie.
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Taehuyng was starting to feel very bad. His head often went dizzy and he felt extremely faint constantly. He stirred in his sleep as the fever dreams wore off. His cheeks were flushed with a tint of sickly pink, his forehead drenched in a cold sweat as he shivered in his spot. The blanket covered him chest to toe, his stomach cramping.
He remembers back in 2015 when he and yoongi had contracted a horrible stomach flu. He remembers the constant nausea and intense cramping, his stomach was bloated and he felt constricted. The concert lights didn't help, making him feel dizzy and poorly. It got so bad for the two they had to receive scans at the hospital.
Then his stomach was incredibly bloated, but now his whole body felt swollen. He felt less nauseous now, but the world still spun around him when he stood up. He often had to sit back down because he felt faint. He tried chewing on a piece of mint gum to calm him down, but the scent had made him even more dizzy, so he had to spit it out.
The other members remanded sleeping on the couch, in all honesty, taehyung couldn't believe how they hadn't woken from his constant shifting trying to find a comfortable position.
He lifted himself from the couch, untangling himself from the mess of a blanket that once covered him. He covered the blanket over jimin, who originally didn't have the blanket; the older was shivering. Taehyung was pretty sure he found the blanket thief in the house (all the blankets would somehow disappear after movie nights), he had walked into jungkook's huge walk in closet in hopes to borrow a windbreaker, when he saw a basket full of blankets. Including his from home.
After covering his youngest hyung with the blanket, he walked awkwardly into the kitchen. His lower torso was sore and he felt weak. He rested his arm against the wall, halfway to the kitchen table. In all honesty, he was scaring himself. He could feel his blood rushing to his head, and his heartbeat seemed to be getting faster by the minute. He could feel his breathing quickening as he struggled to get a grip on the smooth fossil colored wall.
He shook his hands, he didn't know why- but he had little self control at the moment. His chest heaved for air, he was desperate. His breathes were short and shallow, and the original adrenaline was wearing off. He was starting to panic. His face lost its color quickly, his complexion became many tones lighter.
He had felt this way a couple times before, but it had never been this bad. Everything spun, and nothing could stop it, it simply had to run its course. He tried sitting down, drinking a glass of water, even trying some ginger. Nothing ever worked, it just left him feeling tired and down.
He inched himself closer to the floor, wincing when the thud he made as he hit the ground made his head start to pound. He gripped his head with the tips of his fingers, massaging it in hopes to calm his now raging headache. He felt so... wrong.
"Taehyungie?" jimin stirred awake, the ill boy that used to lie in his lap was no where to be found now. The smaller between the two looked cluelessly around the room, his eyes stopped wandering when he saw the figure on the floor clutching his head, massaging his temples. "Taehyungie?!" the older ran over to the boy, crouching down next to him. "Were you feeling dizzy?" this ended up string awake jin, who lied sleepily next to jimin.
The older vocalist grabbed a hold of his mind faster than jimin did, immediately spotting the problem. Maybe it was his instincts, maybe it was common sense, or even his first aid classes; but he could see the look of pure distress on the younger's face.
"Taehyung, you need to talk to me. How do you feel?" taehyung shrugged, jimin brought his hands to the taller's face, combing through his soft yet damaged hair with his fingers. "Taehyung." jin repeated himself, this time with more urgency.
"Dizzy..." was all he could manage, the words seemed to get caught in his throat and he couldn't quite think properly. His brain was telling him he needed to get more oxygen, but his panicked side wouldn't allow it. He could manage on the small breathes he was given for a while, as long as his condition improved.
Jin pressed the back of his hand to taehyung's flushed skin, the sweat had dried and left taehyung with a nasty case of the chills. The pink color was deepening into a red, his cheeks were blotchy and spotty. The fever burned through him, jin could tell. He could also hear the speedy -and still increasing- heart rate of the younger singer. "Your heart is beating really fast, taehyung." taehyung felt drowsy, he wasn't comprehending well, so he just nodded.
His chest went up and down at an extremely fast rate, and it alarmed jin to the extreme. "Jimin- call an ambulance." jimin was confused, his eyes still laced with sleep and his voice still hoarse from just waking up, but he complied leaving the room to grab his phone which sat on the end table in the living room for safety measures. "Taehyung, stay awake for me, bud."
Taehyung only nodded. He tried to close his eyes, but everytime he did they were forced back open by a light slap on the face by his eldest hyung. It hurt, it stung, but taehyung knew it was out of love. It hurt jin more than it hurt taehyung himself.
"They should be here in five minutes." five minutes, that could life or death with the condition taehyung was in. his heart rate was incredibly high, and he couldn't stand from the drowsy and dizziness.
"Who should be here?" Namjoon asked, just now waking from his nap. He saw the other two pampering taehyung with love and affection, and soon enough became worried. He needed answers. "Hyung?"
"The ambulance, taehyung is very unwell. His heart rate is very high and he says he's dizzy." His voice was not only filled with sleep, but worry and emotion.
"Do you think it has anything to do with-" The leader was cut off by the oldest vocalist of the band.
"Yes. more than likely. It's probably infected." Namjoon didn't reply, he was scared for taehyung. He had never been this unwell in his life, never.
Namjoon was panicked, and headed to the front door to wait for the ambulance incase they arrived early. He really hoped they would.
Jin carrassed Taehyung's arm, while coaching his breathing. Jimin had run to get some water, in hopes to lower his heart rate. To make it easier for his heart to pump blood to his other organs. He unscrewed the lid for his fellow 95' liner, and pressed the bottle up to his lips. Taehyung took small sips of the water, afraid of his stomach rejecting it. Thankfully, even though it sat heavily in his stomach, he didn't throw it up.
"They're here!" Namjoon's voice echoed throughout the house because of the hollow hallways. The medics had ran down the corridor into the living room after Namjoon's lead, they looked like they were set up for an urgent, life changing case. The others had all stirred awake by now, either from the panic in the room or the noise echoing throughout their ears.
The first paramedic begins to speak, "has he been complaining of any chest pains or heart burn?" Jin panicked, was the younger experiencing a heart attack? He wasn't having any chest pains, so it was a good sign.
"No, but he does have a cyst." The paramedic nodded, while laying his fingers on the poor ones inner wrist, feeling for a beat pattern. "He's had it for a week maybe, but he did attempt to pop iit before, could it possibly be infected?" His voice wavered as he spoke, you could tell how worried he was.
"There is a possibility if he managed to cut some of it. It could have gotten his blood infected, we should take him to a hospital once he is stable, just to check. It's very dangerous." At the mention of a hospital, Jungkook's teary eyes were finally given the chance to let the tears fall. The maknae was crying.
"Jungkookie~aigo, don't cry. Taetae is safe with them." Hoseok tried to cheer him up, but it asn't much use, he just sobbed harder. Yoongi patted the maknae's back in hopes to comfort him, it was an awkward pat, but it managed to do the trick. Jungkook was happy someone was letting him know he was there.
"We are going to inject some Calan to calm his heart rate, only because he needs to stabilize in order to make it to the hospital. We need to get going as soon as possible, blood infections are very risky." He takes a pause before speaking again, "If he didn't have symptoms of Blood Poisoning then we wouldn't do this." No one speaks, other than Hoseok comforting Jungkook, they all just nod and watch their second youngest quietly.
Taehyung looked unconscious but he wasn't, he needed to be conscious for the injection to make sure his heart rate didn't lower to dangerously low levels. "You awake?" Taehyung just nodded, he didn't have the effort to talk. They injected the Calan, and he immediately felt the affects.
His whole body felt weak, and he could feel his heart rate dropping. It definitely wasn't pleasant, but he felt better than before. His head went dazed for a few seconds, and his eyes went blurry and foggy, but it went away. Finally, he was stable enough to be transferred into a hospital.
They let him walk into the ambulance by himself, not on a stretcher. The paramedics were there just incase he felt faint again, he sat down on the small bed inside the ambulance and tried to calm himself down. Jin was sitting on a chair inside the ambulance as well, his arrangement was a lot less comfortable than Taehyung's.
"We will meet you guys at the hospital in an hour, I need to call PD nim, but he's in a meeting. They could go without me, but I can't drive." Jin nodded, and the medics closed the ambulance back doors.
"We could go ahead and get started on some tests, that way when we arrive if he does have poisoning, he can be treated quickly," he was talking to Jin, who was anxiously looking around. He had never been in an ambulance before, it felt different. "Is that alright with him?" Taehyung hadn't been talking much, and they didn't want to pressure him to, so they asked Jin all the questions.
"I'm so sorry, could you, um- repeat that." the paramedic didn't seem annoyed at all, he had probably been in this situation quite a lot. She repeated her words, and looked at Jin for an answer. This time, he nodded as a response. She went ahead and relayed it to the second medic sitting next to her, and they got started.
She placed a large clip on his finger, Taehyung winced at the sudden pressure. His finger went yellowy-white, and his face paled further than it already was. "I'm just going to shine a light to see the oxygen levels." She spoke, just to make sure taehyung was aware of what they were doing to him. Taehyung didn't physically speak, but he hummed a response. Progress.
The light shone against his finger, and looked closely. They then grabbed a small needle, with quite a large base, a test tube, and they held one of his fingers tightly. They told taehyung what they were doing, "this is a normal blood test." they pricked his finger, and squeezed it. Taehyung squirmed at the discomfort, but let them do their job.
The small test tube was immediately filled with his blood, so they placed it in a container to test once they arrived. "It already looks like an infection, but I can't confirm until this test is finished. We should be arriving shortly, thankfully." Jin nodded, and Taehyung continued to stare out into space. He was in his own little world, barely processing that he might have a life threatening case.
Jin however, was very aware. He had gotten the text from Namjoon, saying they would wait to come until Taehyung was given a room. Jin replied, telling them that it was okay. Soon enough, they arrived at the hospital.
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"We are going to test this blood, and in the mean time, we have a Pilonidal surgeon remove the cyst. It's best to do it now, but you can always wait until tomorrow after we have figured everything out." Taehyung looked alarmed, he didn't want them looking, at y'know...
"I want to get it over with."
"Hey, I know it's going to be uncomfortable based on the location, but we won't do anything bad. We promise." Jin gave Taehyung a sympathetic smile, he knew Taehyung probably didn't want him on the same side of the room during the procedure, but he was going to ask anyway.
"Do you want me to stay with you, or-"
"M'sorry, hyung but..."
"Hey, that's okay. I understand. I'll be in the waiting room, okay?" The younger nodded. The doctor paged the surgeon, telling him some information regarding Taehyung. It was awkward in the room for a good while.
The silence completely wrecked taehyung's nerves. His boxy smile was no longer showing. The room was chilly, and Taehyung's fever was only making it worse. His forehead was covered in sweat and he felt sick. Not to mention the fact that it was highly uncomfortable to sit, stand, lay down, anything because of the lump that lie there.
"Alrighty, is this Kim Taehyung-ssi?" Taehyung and Jin nodded. "Alright. How about we go ahead and start the procedure why don't we." They both replied with an 'okay', Jin gave Taehyung a nod, and he nodded back. He left the room, and went to claim a spot in the waiting room.
"The first thing I'm going to do is numb your lower half, it's going to feel really weird and tingly, but it will wear off after the procedure." She walked over to the cabinet in the back of the room, which was filled with all kinds of needles, creams, and different items used to perform these kinds of things.
Taehyung sat on the side of the room with the blank side of the curtain. It was so anyone who wanted to stay in the room could stay without getting squeamish from the puss and blood.
"Here we go," She held a small needle, and it was filled with a small amount of yellow-ish liquid. "I'm going to inject it in your hip, just so it spreads better." Taehyung was terrified of needles, but maybe it was how bad he felt, or the adrenaline, but he didn't flinch one bit. "Great job, Taehyung-ssi."
(I get kinda weird with this stuff, so for my sake I'm going to skip the procedure... thanks)
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"Hello, Taehyungie. Wake up, hun." During the procedure he had caught a glimpse of the substances and felt faint. He ended up passing out, and staying asleep for the rest of the process. Thankfully, he woke up 10 minutes after. When the other members had arrived. "Good morning, baby.."
He knew that voice anywhere, his best friend, Jimin. "Jiminie-hyung?"
"Yes Taehyung, Jiminie!" He sounded oddly happy for the situation.
"Ugh-"
"What's wrong, hunny?"
"My head hurts.." He croaked out.
"I know hun, stop talking." Taehyung tried to remove the mask bow covering his face. The nurse was right beside the two, holding the tool. "You're on mechanically ventilation, Taetae, you have an infection." Taehyung sighed, at least he was getting deep breathes. He looked down at his arm, and felt the needle picking at his inner elbow. (bruh what is it called,,?)
He pointed at it, confused. "It's your medicine Taetae, you're very sick, baby." Jimin didn't get a response. Jungkook entered the room, tear stained cheeks and all. If you didn't know better, you would think Jungkook was the sick one. "Hello, Jungkookie, come say Hi to Taehyung." Jungkook nodded, and went to say hello.
"I love you, hyungie." He kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Get better, please."
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"How do you feel Taehyung-ssi?" The doctor asked, its been 3 weeks since the incident. "You have beaten this very quickly." Taehyung smiled as he was wheeled out of the hospital. He would have to stay in the wheel chair for a little, he hadn't done any physical activity in close to a month, let alone walk.
Nevertheless, he was getting better. And 100% make a full recovery. As long as his bandmates were by his side.
"I feel great."
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I FEEL GOOD. i finally finished this, honestly i still have another taehyung request but still haha, accomplishment. (listening to pied piper rn, i'm in love) dude this song is going to take over me (hehe, you get it :[] ) today [the day i wrote this] is the last day of my thanksgiving break, so school tomorrow yay. :/ ]
Also, what's your favorite color? I personally love green and purple. (grey is nice too)
~Jin requests closed~
~Jungkook requests open~
Here, take my love, 💜💜💜it's free, you can have it whenever you like.
This is here so the word count is exactly 3,000.