Bts sickfics/hurtfics/oneshots

🤒Jimin- I'm Fine

Requested by rhecalma
Requests are open, but only hyung line, ot7, ships (preferably that contain hyung line) and Y/n+ hyung line member. I want to make up for the lack of hyung line chapters.
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I wake up early in the morning, an undying pain settled behind my eyes. A headache. Great.

Discarding the blanket that was previously wrapped around me on the bed, I ignore it and get out of the bed As soon as I stand up, I feel a dull pain in my muscles. Ugh, just great...

Of course, just my luck. Right on the day that is packed with rehearsals for the concert this Saturday. I mean, it's only Monday. I hope it gets better by then, otherwise I have a big problem.

I walk to my closet and pick out a comfortable outfit for the busy schedule that is planned for today. Honestly, it feels like my body is made out of lead. While taking of my long sleeve shirt to change, I notice a rash covering my arm. Looking in the mirror to check if there is more, i notice that my skin is red, all over my body.

I shiver from the slightly cold air in my bedroom. Quickly getting myself out of my thoughts, i put on the outfit I chose. Even with the clothes on, I feel cold. Deciding to just shake it of and put on an extra hoodie over the black long sleeve shirt I was already wearing.

Telling the members about how I'm feeling probably isn't a good idea. They'll just have me stay home and won't let me practice or perform this weekend.

Sighing, I walk out of my room and make my way to the dining room where all the other members are already sitting, waiting for me before they start on their breakfast.

Taking a seat in the empty spot, between Hoseok and Jin, I pick up my chopsticks and start eating.

"You okay Chim? You're shivering a little." Hobi asks. He's always been pretty observant and caring, Jin too. How am I going to convince them when they could just put there hand on my forehead to feel the fever that is probably making me feel like I time traveled back to the ice age.

"I'm fine hyung. Just a little cold. I'll take some hand warmers with me for in the car." I answer, hoping that he'll believe the bland lie I fed him.

A heavy sigh comes from both my right and my left.

"Alright, but if you feel unwell, just tell one of us. Promise?" Jin, this time, says. I give him a slight nod in response and turn my attention bake to the still almost full plate in front of me. Moving around the food, I try to make it look like I'm actually eating.

"At least eat. For me?" I look up to the source of the sound, Taehyung.

A sigh escapes my mouth before I hum and start slowly eating the food. It actually tastes delicious, like everything else made by the other members.

I somehow make it through the many hours of dance and vocal practice, plopping down onto my bed, exhausted from the long day. My whole body is sore and the headache has only gotten worse since the moment we headed out the door. It now feels like someone is continuously slamming a sledge hammer against my head, only is the pain located right behind my eyes.

I wrap myself in the duvet like burrito, then wrap another blanket around it and lastly make sure that my arms are completely covered by the comforter and the fluffy blanket. I let myself slip into a dreamland full of feverish nightmares about my worse fear, something happening to the members.

Saturday morning, 5 am, I shoot up in my bed after waking up from another horrible nightmare caused by the fever raging through my body. The last few days I haven't been able to get one peaceful sleep, always being plagued by the bad dreams that make me overthink all day, keeping me from focusing on anything.