Pandemic Uprising

Chapter 20: Out with the old and in with the new

Hey sorry I know it has been a little bit. I have been getting writer's block a lot recently. I will try to update faster. I meant to post this on the new year, but yea writer's block.

Sung-ho's pov a couple of moments before Jay-Kobe passed out.

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I was watching Appa and his group dance. They were so good while they performed. Damien was such a good dancer moving like a pro. Jorden was rapping so fast and gave off a bad boy persona. Joseph supported Jorden rapping together, creating something new.

Angel was singing with all he had, wowing the crowd with his skills. My Appa Jay-Kobe was hitting the highest notes in the song. Perfectly fluctuating his voice to match the tempo of the music. I can not believe this is my new life.

The final part of the song started, and the members cleared a path for my Appa to do backflips and jump into a spin and land in the splits. He did his signature checkmark under his chin, and the show ended. The crowd at the Ellen show cheered.

Appa went to get up and walk off when he fell to the floor. I ran to his shaking him to wake up, but it was to no avail.

      "Sunny, I need you to back up, please. He probably passed out from overworking himself again. Dammit, your Appa needs to learn his limits," Angel said as he picked him up. Everyone was concerned, and the members were carrying my Appa out.

     "Sung-ho, come on," Jorden yelled.

I told him ok. Before I left, I wanted to address the crowd, and I picked up the mic. "Hi everyone, Sung-ho here. My Appa will be ok, and the members are going to be taking him to the hospital to make sure he is ok. Thank you for showing your support and concern for my Appa."

I bowed to the crowd and Ellen before joining the others. We get to the hospital and get all checked in. It turns out it was what Angel said. Appa just overworked himself, and his body was at its limit.

A few hours later, Jay-Kobes Pov

The last thing I remember was falling. The sound of a heart monitor hits my ears as I wake up in a hospital bed. I went to sit up, but I felt pressure on my chest. I look down, and I see Sung-ho laying on my chest asleep. Not wanting to wake him up, I lay back down.

     "About time you were awake. You had us worried sick," Angel said, walking up to the bed.

     "Sorry about that. I will try not to worry everyone again," I nervously say as my neck twitches slightly. Suddenly, the door to my room bursts open, and BTS floods into my room.

     "Ya! I hear you overworked yourself! You need to watch your health, mister."

I laugh at Jin-Hyung. "What are you guys doing here anyway?" I thought BTS was doing promotions in Korea.

     "We finished with the promotions early. After we got home, Namjoon put on some tv, and it was the Ellen show. The group watched the pandemic perform and saw you pass out. Next thing I know, Jin shouted about needing to see if his "precious baby" was alright in person. Here we are. I just wanted to sleep," Suga-Hyung said.

Sometime later, Sunny and the others woke up. Jordan decided to do a live.

     "Hello, my beautiful Pandemonium! It is you swaggy boy J-Drip here. A little update on Jay-Kobe. The doctors say he is fine and healthy. He overworked himself and passed out. Not to worry because we will all see you tomorrow in New York to perform at Time Square for the ball drop. Until then, J-Drip out!"

He ends the live. The doctor came into the room and said I could leave now. We get my stuff and head to the jet because we have to be in New York. BTS flew with us because they flew normal planes. On the plan, the manager, Ji-Sung, told me I would be sitting down when we performed. I went to argue, but Jin-Hyung gave me a mom glare, and I shut up. I closed my eyes and fell asleep with Sunny in my arms.