Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
The steady rhythm of the heart monitor was the first thing Taehyung heard when he woke up. Frantic yelling and prompt shushing is what he heard next.
"Oh my god, he's up!" Jimin's eager face appeared inches from his own as he slowly opened his eyes.
"Jimin, please, be a little more quiet. He's probably sensitive to sound," Yoongi whispered gently.
Then there was quiet pat on skin. "Jungkookie, Tae is up."
"Hmm? Is he okay?" Jungkook asked in a raspy voice, like he'd been sleeping.
Jungkook, Namjoon, and Yoongi's face then came into view, a soft smile on Yoongi's lips. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
"Wh... Where am I?" Taehyung asked, throat as dry as sandpaper.
"You're in the hospital. You... got into an accident," Jimin answered in a more quiet voice than before.
Suddenly, memories of the incident came flooding back, painfully vivid in Taehyung's mind. He remembered Seokjin screaming his name, getting shoved out of the way. He remembered a shooting pain up his leg, his brother and friends screaming, and then suddenly, he was the one screaming.
Taehyung couldn't speak before he began to cough harshly.
"Here, drink some water," Jungkook said, holding a water bottle to the older's mouth.
He finished the bottle and didn't give himself a chance to breath before asking the question they all dreaded.
"Where's Jin-hyung? Is he okay? I need to know!"
Namjoon had began to speak, but he was cut off by Taehyung's sharp question. They were all silent for a moment, taken aback by the sudden outburst.
"Umm..." Jimin mumbled.
"He's... he's in the room across from here," Yoongi finished for him.
At hearing Yoongi's words, Taehyung began to lift himself to a sitting position. "Can I see him? I need to see him."
He lifted his arm, trying to pull out his IV so he could leave. They all shouted, the action startling them. Yoongi was the one to grab Taehyung's hand fast enough before he could pull the needle out. Taehyung was breathing hard, full of emotion as his chest rose and fell rapidly.
Yoongi shushed him gently, grasping the younger's hand in attempt to calm him.
"Please Taehyung. We just need to make sure you're alright, then we'll take you to see him."
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Five minutes later, Hoseok entered the hospital room in his white doctors' coat and a stethoscope around his neck.
Yoongi was glad that Hobi was the one doing the doctor stuff, that way Taehyung could at least have a little bit of comfort and familiarity while there.
"How are you feeling, Tae?" Hobi asked, his expression bright but not like usual. Taehyung sensed a hint of sadness in the older's eyes.
"I'm okay Hyung, really." Taehyung replied with forced enthusiasm. "Feeling really good actually. I think I'm probably good to go, right?"
Hoseok smiled saldy at Taehyung's words. He knew he was only saying those things so he could go see his brother faster.
But all he said was, "Really? Okay, well, let's still do a quick check up just to be sure, then you can go see Jin-hyung. Alright?"
Taehyung hesitated. "Okay," he said with a sigh.
Hoseok proceeded with the check-up. Thankfully, he was doing well, with no internal injuries. When everything seemed okay, Hobi patted Taehyung on the arm.
"You wanna go see your Hyung now?" He asked in a gentle voice. Taehyung nodded with a serious face.
They all four helped him up and out of the hospital bed. When his feet hit the ground, he collapsed with a small "ow" and they all looked at him sternly.
"You said you felt fine,"Yoongi said, looking exasperated.
Taehyung sighed. "I do feel fine, Hyung. My foot's just a little sore. Can we just go? I'll let you all look at it later."
They looked at each other for a second before they each nodded. "Fine. But next time tell us if you're hurting anywhere, okay?" Hoseok sounded serious.
Taehyung nodded and Jimin and Jungkook helped him walk towards the door, the both of them rubbing the younger's back with sympathetic looks.
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FanfictionTears escaped Taehyung's eyes, dripping down his flushed cheeks and to his chin. He wrapped his fingers around his brother's hand and rested his forehead against it. He exhaled, warm breath brushing against the older's cold skin. He began to sing. "...