Our Lives Turned Upside Down *A BTS Reverse Harem (On Hold)

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Nari's POV

Sitting in the hospital cafeteria I find myself lost in thought. It's two a.m. but the noise of staff and family members of patients echoes in my ears. My senses are heightened, and not in the good way. Everything is too bright, the smell of sanitizer stings my nostrils, making my headache throb even more. Worst of all is my coworker who never seems to shut up, right now her voice feels like nails on a chalkboard.

She's staring at me expectantly, did she just ask me something? "I'm sorry, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." I lie, but I don't really care.

"I asked if you're working this coming Saturday. If not, you should come out with me and my cousin."

I give her a small smile, "Sorry but I have plans," I reply. She rolls her eyes dramatically. Bin Chul, pretty much the only other nurse here that has attempted to establish a friendship with me. I suppose Chul is nice, but her personality grates on my nerves.

She talks too much, and she really loves showing off her extensive English vocabulary. Chul isn't all bad though, she's helped me out of a few unexpected situations where I didn't understand Korean properly. Also she has stood up for me quite a few times when she's heard the others gossiping about me. I should be thankful to her, but right now all I feel is irritation. I check my watch, break is almost over thank goodness. We both stand and deposit our leftovers in the garbage.

Chul works in the post op wing, while I work in the neuro unit; taking the elevator up to our respective floors I say a quick goodbye and return to my patients. The smell of all the strong chemicals makes my eyes water, but I know it's just me, no one else is bothered. I'm happy that I'm just counting down the hours until I have a few days off; I need it, I feel bone tired. The rest of my shift drags by but finally I see the dawn light breaking over the heart of Seoul.

After clocking out, I begin my twenty minute walk home. Except twenty minutes turns into thirty and my feet feel so heavy. Finally I reach our flat and Cas meets me at the door; I hook on his leash and he gently pulls me down to the lobby. I'm so thankful for his patience, every few paces he pauses and waits for me to catch up. With his business done we get back into the flat. It's quiet, Nyx must be sleeping, but she's usually up by this time. Even though she hasn't said anything about it I know that she's starting to feel worn down too.

I fill Cas' bowls, slip my shoes off my aching feet and sprawl out on the small couch. Before I know it I'm being prodded awake by Cas, I lift my head and look around; still no Nyx. I check my watch, my muscles scream at me as I lift my arm. Noon, not good. If I find Nyx in the same state as myself then that's just more evidence to back my theory, which isn't exactly a good thing. I hook my hand into Cas' collar and he helps me pull myself upright. Making my legs move down the short hallway to Nyx's room seems almost impossible but I do make it there.

I find her laying out on her bed, face nearly buried in the pillows. Floris, our new little addition, is curled up tightly beside her. Something is definitely wrong. I crawl onto the bed and collapse next to her, "Hey, tell me what you're feeling. Is it like it was back in Amsterdam?"

"Exactly the same. Please just kill me now." She answers in a voice barely above a whisper. Fuck. I fish out my phone and take an excruciatingly long time typing out a message to Taehyung. "Are the others sick?" I get an answer almost right away.

"The hyungs are feeling a little bad, but Jimin is ok. Why? What's wrong?" He replies.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! I wanted to be wrong but it looks like I'm not. "Nyx....Nyx?" No reply, I lean over and check on her, she's out cold. As quickly as I can manage I tap out another message to Tae. "We need you, come quick." I hear my phone ding multiple times, but my body tells me I can't waste time to stop and read them. Cas helps me up again and my first objective is the front door. Reaching it finally, I unlock the handle, the deadbolt, and the latched chain. Yes I'm paranoid and overprotective, sue me. At least now I won't have to pay damages for a busted down door. I sit on the floor next to Cas, slumped against the wall.