SUGA

Not a Good Morning

*click clack*
*click clack*

The only thing heard inside of Suga's studio, were the clicking and clacking of his computer keys.

He made no other sounds and if his fingers weren't moving across the keyboard, you'd think he wasn't breathing either. You see, Suga was creating music; beautiful, inspirational music that flowed like water with each word. Lyric after lyric entered his mind and as if in a trance, he began humming a soft melody. Soon that melody turned into a tune, and that tune became a song. A captivating, precious song that he held close to his heart.

As he did with the other music he created.

All night... That's how long he'd stayed up in his studio. Well, that's what he believes at least. But what he doesn't know, is that it's already morning and everybody is looking for him. The words that he isn't able to express came to him in the dead of night; desperately wanting to be released and groomed into a passionate melody. So, he stayed awake and put his all into producing song after song, after song. He hadn't even noticed how time slipped right through his fingertips as he continued to drown himself in his own music.

He began hitting the keys with more aggression and passion until... his fingers stopped. As if right on time, the doorbell to his studio rang.

'That's odd because at this time of night, everyone should be asleep.' Suga thought.

He hadn't ordered food nor had he asked anyone to bring him anything. To him, nobody even knew that he was producing this late at night. Cautiously approaching the door, the male pondered who it could be.

'... Jungkook - maybe Jin-hyung?'

The male began to punch the passcode as silently as possible; allowing the door to be opened, but only a smidge.

Relief washed over his face when he saw that his assumption was correct - it was Jin-hyung.

The oldest had on skinny dark blue jeans, a bright pink t-shirt, a matching jean jacket and pink shoes to match. His hair was blonde this time, he had just dyed it.

'Yep, that's definitely Jin-hyung.'

'Why is he here? He should be sleep... .' Suga wondered.

"Hyung," He questioned aloud.
"What are you doing here?"

Jin was just as relieved to Suga as Suga was to see him. Since this morning, everyone had been looking for him, worrying that he'd immersed himself in work yet again. The members debated who should come to get the stubborn one from his studio but Jin volunteered right away. Seeing that Jin was Suga's hyung, he would have no choice but to listen.

Now that he'd found Suga, mixed emotions prevented him from welcoming his member with open arms. On one hand, Jin was relieved but on the other, he was disappointed.

Suga looked like he hadn't slept or eaten in days. His usually slender body looked almost bony and his chubby cheeks no longer protruded; instead they looked deflated and colorless. He had bags under his eyes which told Jin that Suga he been here for more than they'd known.

It was concerning to know that when he works on his music, he completely forgets about his own needs. Jin wasn't even sure of the last time he'd eaten. Oh how he wanted to scold him for not taking care of his health, but this was Suga. Even if he tried, in the end he'll continue to not sleep and eat. That's the price he pays for his dedication to creating music. His determination was great but that still didn't ease the knot beginning to form in Jin's stomach.

"Yoongi-ah, it's 8 in the morning. We've been worried that something happened to you." Jin exclaimed.
"And how long have you been here? Your skin looks so pale." Jin asked as he touched Suga'a arm.

'8:00?'

'But I just started working on these songs tonight?'

He walked away from Jin to take a look at his computer screen and was shocked at what he saw. The computer read,

8:12 am

in the small corner of the screen.
His eyes widened as he saw the time on the screen.

'How in the ...' Suga mumbled.

He'd been there since 8 yesterday... Right? Wait what day was it? Suga stared at his computer screen again, this time looking for the day.

It was Monday.

That meant that Suga had been in his studio for a week. With no sleep and nothing to eat other than crackers that he'd taken from the dorm.
Pd-nim had given them a break from promotions and appearances on TV. They had a week off. Meaning that... Suga had spent his entire week in this studio... Creating song after song, after song.

As he continued looking at his computer screen in shock, he felt his eyelids begin to flutter.

The bright lights and lack of water or food left him nauseous and light headed. To prevent himself from falling, Suga grasped his desk, the sound echoed in his studio and startled Jin.

"S-sory hyung." Suga whispered.
"I have no idea - shit." He exclaimed.

Pain coursed through his veins, as if someone had taken a needle and injected it slowly. He stumbled a bit while trying to regain his balance. The male used his oversized white T-shirt to white the sweat off his forehead. He placed his hand on his forehead and yelled out of frustration.

"Damn it - a fever, are you kidding me right now."

Jin watched as Suga struggled and did his best to calm him down, but Suga refused to listen.

"Yoongi-ah, calm down. Just stop moving for a second and I'll call the members."
"M'fine hyung, just let me... let me..."
"Suga? Lemme see your forehead."

Suga was exhausted but still staggered towards the oldest member. Jin touched his forehead - it was hot to the touch.

"You're burning up - I'm calling Namjoon-ah - Suga!"

Suga's frail body collasped on Jin's, his face paler the usual and his skin hot to the touch; Jin was scared.