BTS Sickfics [Volume 1]

Yoonseok: COVID-19 (Part 1)

This wasn't requested, and though I do have a huge amount of requests, I haven't done a chapter of these two in such a while. It wouldn't be a BTS Sickfics book without them 💜

And that's right, we're talking about corona today 😔

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"Hyung?"

Yoongi whipped his head backwards to see Jungkook behind him. "Yes, Jungkook?" The youngest looked quite concerned about something. "Hoseok hyung is coughing. Don't you think that's- that's so strange? He went to the mall yesterday, and today there were twenty reported cases from there, and now he's coughing-"

"No, don't even, Jungkook. It's just a coincidence. The weather was cold yesterday, wasn't it?" Yoongi reasoned. "We're perfectly safe. It's just a slight cough. Don't you worry." Jungkook nodded in reply. "Hyung, all I want to say is that, be careful. The coronavirus is spreading. Hobi hyung took off his mask for a snack at the mall yesterday. I just don't want any of us to-"

"To get covid? Nonsense, Jungkookie. I'm going to check on Hobi to prove to you that he's all right." And so Yoongi stepped up the stairs and entered him and Hoseok's shared room, to find the younger one coughing quite madly.

"Hobi, are you all right? I was told that you were- well, you still are up here coughing," Yoongi frowned. "I might have a fever. I'm going to the spare room. Don't- just don't stay with me, okay?" Hoseok replied. "But someone needs to take care of you," protested Yoongi.

Hoseok softened. "I know, but what if I've got-"

"Hobi, no, you don't have corona, so you're going to stay here tonight and let me take care of you. I'm going to get you some medicine downstairs and make something for you to eat," interrupted Yoongi, helping Hoseok to lie down on the younger one's bed while feeling his burning forehead. "There. Stay put, okay? If anything's wrong, then call me."

With that, Yoongi headed downstairs again, rummaged in the cupboards for cough and fever medicine before taking out ingredients for the vegetable soup he was going to make for Hoseok. After making sure that Seokjin would be looking after the soup for him (and not Namjoon, who did offer to do so), Yoongi went back to looking after Hoseok, his heart clenching when he opened the door.

Hoseok had retrieved a plastic bag from somewhere and was gagging into it. Yoongi peered into the bag, and fortunately there weren't any contents. Yet. "You feel sick?" Yoongi confirmed with his roommate. Hoseok nodded and clutched his stomach. "Poor thing," mumbled Yoongi, rubbing the younger's back, making him cough again.

"T-the symptoms, hyung," pouted Hoseok when he looked up at Yoongi. "Symptoms?" Yoongi repeated. "Yeah," sniffled the younger rapper. "Everything I've got now is related to corona. Don't you think that I might need a check-up at the hospital? And maybe run some tests to make sure that I'm all right? I really, really don't want to get you infected, hyung."

"Tomorrow," Yoongi promised. "I've watched the news this morning, and the hospitals are probably way more dangerous. Maybe you don't have the virus at first, but getting there makes you infected. Even if you're contagious, as I said, you still need someone to care for you. I'll be the one."

Hoseok blushed and leaned his head on Yoongi's shoulder. "Thanks," he said quietly. The two stayed like this for while before Hoseok started coughing again. "I should probably wear a mask," suggested Hoseok.

"But we just ran out of them, that's why we're stuck here," admitted Yoongi. "So I used up the last one yesterday at the mall?" Hoseok's eyes widened. "Yeah, that's why we can't go anywhere, including the hospital," answered Yoongi.

"My stomach hurts," Hoseok then whined. "Do you need the bathroom?" Yoongi asked the younger one. "No, maybe some of that soup you made?" said Hoseok. "Oh right, I forgot about that," Yoongi quickly got up and picked up the tray with a bowl of soup on top of it, sitting back down on Hoseok's chair and putting the tray down on his own lap.

"Hyung? I can feed myself," Hoseok turned red when Yoongi held the spoon close to the younger one's lips. "No you can't, and besides this will be very cute," said Yoongi as he fed Hoseok a bite. Yoongi didn't really know why he was being this bold towards his crush suddenly, but he just felt like it.

After fifteen minutes, the bowl was empty and Hoseok had already finished his medicine and was asleep on his bed, with Yoongi stroking his hair gently. The older one frowned when he felt Hoseok shivering in his sleep and his burning forehead signaling a high fever. His breathing was also quite healthy.

Yoongi suddenly remembered about something he hadn't done yet and quietly left the room to do it, but not before pressing a kiss onto Hoseok's forehead.

What Yoongi didn't know was that Hoseok's cheeks turned crimson after the older one left.

***

Hoseok staggered into the bathroom, knelt down beside the toilet, and expelled his stomach's contents into the toilet bowl, his hand leaning against the wall for support.

He heard footsteps in the hallways as he was breathing deeply. Yoongi dashed into the bathroom, taking in the scene in front of him: Hoseok's pale and greenish face, the unflushed toilet, and finally the contents in it.

Yoongi frowned. "We need to get you to the hospital, Hobi. Right now." Hoseok could only reply with a nod. "B-but we don't have masks," whispered Hoseok, his throat sore. "I don't care. We have to get you to a hospital right now. The ambulances might be only reserved for the ones with more urgent symptoms, so I'll drive you there," said Yoongi.

And that was all it took for Yoongi and Hoseok hurrying to the hospital hand in hand.

***

The hospital was busier and more crowded than Yoongi and Hoseok expected.

They ducked through nurses running around, patients freaking out, and finally got to the reception, but there were a lot of people lining up. A nurse at the reception, who was holding a clipboard in her hand, widened her eyes when she saw the two.

"Um- Mr. Min, Mr. Jung?" She stammered. Yoongi bit his lip, while Hoseok was too drowsy and unwell to reply with anything. "We need masks. Can you get us some masks? My bandmate here is sick. Can you also help us to run some tests?" Yoongi tried to ask patiently. "Y- yes, of course," the nurse stuttered before hurrying away.

"Probably a fan," Yoongi cursed under his breath. "A fan?" Hoseok mumbled. "She recognized us, Hobi," the older one groaned. "Mhm," was the reply. The younger one sounded seemed to be quite out of breath, making Yoongi frown in response.

Just when Yoongi looked upwards to see if the nurse had returned, Hoseok's legs felt numb and he collapsed on the hospital floor.

"Hoseok!"

To be continued...