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🚑Jimin- Pericarditis

-Requested by @rhecalma-

Jimin's Pov

It's now 8 o'clock in the evening. We finally got home from dance practice. Ma and the others are exhausted.

"Go and freshen up guys, I'll make dinner", Jin says.

I head up to my room to go and take a shower. There has been a dull pain in my chest for a while now. I hope it's not something bad.

After taking a shower, I go downstairs. When I enter the kitchen, a lovely smell hits my nose. I take a deep breath to take more of it in, but immediatly regret it. Inhaling deeply definitely made the pain a lot worse. It was only for a second but it was not pleasant at all.

I shake it off, thinking it is only from the excessive practicing, and sit at the dining table to eat. Jin brings the plates of delicious food to the table and we all dig in. We may be on a diet, but healthy food can also be very delicious. Especially when you're really hungry.

After eating we go to our respective rooms. I lay down on my bed, ready to go to sleep, but laying down only intensifies the pain. I try to go to sleep but I just can't do it. I finally decide to go and sit on the chair in my room. It might not be very comfortable, but hopefully I can get some sleep.

First, I go downstairs to get some painkillers and a glass of water to take them. I go back to my room, which is also Hoseok's room, and sit on the chair. I just hope that Hoseok doesn't wake up early, he will know that something is wrong. My eyes finally close, my head on the desk infront of me.

Time skip
A week later

The pain hasn't gotten any better, it actually worsened. It hurts to breath and I have been sleeping on a chair. My back hurts like hell from the uncomfortable position.

We have a few days off, I'm glad. The dance practices have been the worst. Since it hurts to breath, it's like going through hell when I'm out of breath. I haven't told the others yet. I don't want to make them worried.

"Hey Chim, are you okay? You're scrunching up you're face. Are you in pain?"
Damn it, Hoseok noticed. He's really good at knowing when something is wrong. Especially with me, since we're roommates.

"I-I'm okay, ju-"
"Come on Chim, I know you're not."
"Hyung, I promise I'm fine."
He sighs, "Alright, but if something is wrong, you tell me or the others. Promise?"
"Promise."

The next day, I wake up before Hoseok again. That's good. He hasn't seen me sleeping in a chair yet. I have always woken up before him, probably from the pain in my chest.

I go downstairs, the pain is worse today. I hope nothing will happen. I start making breakfast. Jin will be happy, less work for him on this day off.

All the boys come downstairs one by one. We all sit down at the dining table and start to eat.

"Thenk you so much for making breakfast, Chim."
"No problem, I was awake anyways. Thought I might as well make myself usefully."
"It's really good, Hyung."
"Thank you, Kookie."

When we're done, I stand up to go wash the dishes. The pain intensifies and the world starts spinning in front of my eyes.

I barely hear Hobi say, "You okay, Chim?", Before everything goes black.

Hoseok's Pov

My eyes widen when I see Jimin's eyes roll back and his body fall to the ground. I run to catch him before he hits his head. I look at the others shook.

I try shaking him to wake him up, but no response.

"Call an ambulance!"

Namjoon takes his phone out and dials 119. He explains the situation and they tell him that an ambulance is coming. Namjoon then calls the manager to inform him.

When the ambulance arrives, the paramedics take him into the vehicle to bring him to the hospital.

When we get to the hospital, we go to the receptionist to ask where Jimin is. She tells us that he is still being looked at and that we should wait in the waiting room.

After half an hour, the doctor approaches us.

"Park Jimin?"
"Yes"
"He'll be alright. He has pericarditis. It's an inflammation of the thin sac around the heart. We removed the excess fluid around his heart. We'll give him some pain killers and he'll be allowed to go home tomorrow."
"Thank you so much!"
"No problem."

We bow to the docter and heave a sigh of really. He brings us to Jimin's room and we go inside. Jimin is laying on the bed, awake.

We all go to him and give him a hug.

"I'm sorry, Hyung."
"It's alright Chimchim."

"We're just happy that you're okay."

(Not proofread)
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