Happy ten years!!!!!!
So proud of their achievements and so happy to have grown up with them, I was 11 when they debuted and I first got into K-pop. I'm 21 now, and it's been an awesome adventure to have amazing role models. This isn't the best work but I thought it was funny.
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Everyone knows that Kim Namjoon was the pure definition of a dedicated worker. He worked tirelessly on his music, inspiring millions. He worked hard to keep his group intact and keep them motivated to work hard too. Sometimes, he worries more about others than he does about himself. For the last couple of weeks, Namjoon had been cooped up in his studio making music for their next comeback. The leader hadn't been sleeping well or eating much.
"I can't get Namjoon to get out of the studio," Hoseok tells Seokjin, "what should I do?"
"Tell him I said something," the elder says, chopping onions.
"Like what?"
"Anything factually incorrect"
"Will that work though? Seems silly"
"Trust me, it'll work"
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A couple of minutes pass and Seokjin hear's the door slam open, loud footsteps echoing closer to the kitchen. Finally, Namjoon sucked in a loud breath.
"You think the sun is a planet!??? Have I, Kim Namjoon, taught you nothing about space!? A child, even a baby, knows the sun isn't a planet!"
"Hello Namjoon, I made you dinner and put on a nice warm bath. You will sit here and have dinner with us"
"I can't I have to finish-"
"-no. Namjoon you've been working hard enough, you need to take a break"
"But-"
"-no buts. Go in the bath whilst it's still warm."
Namjoon doesn't move.
"Now!"
Namjoon sighs, reluctantly walking upstairs to go take a bath.
"Is my Koya-"
"-yes yes, your Koya pyjamas are there. What do you take me for, an idiot?"
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"Bed bugs live in beds right?"
"Taehyung-"
"-then cockroaches must live in"
"-no, don't even finish that sentence" Seokjin scolds the younger.
"Come on, think about it-"
"-Buddy, nobody wants to think about it" Hoseok gives him his disgusted expression.
"He does have a point though," Yoongi says nonchalantly.
"Yoongi, you need to stop encouraging the maknaes."
"Why? They're cute"
"Yeah, look at how cute we are," Jungkook says doing a cute little pout. Taehyung and Jimin follow suit.
"Argh I hate when they do this" Seokjin sighs.
Namjoon walks in, with damp hair and Koya pyjamas.
"Ah welcome, we were just waiting for you" Seokjin smiles at the leader, the other members look up and grin. Namjoon smiles and feels grateful to have them all as members and as his family.
"It looks delicious, thank you"
The seven males begin to discuss the new comeback and the hard work they've all dedicated towards it. Seokjin looks at Namjoon, noticing the other male looked pale and hadn't spoken as much. He also kept sniffling and wiping his nose on the napkin beside him. Seokjin suddenly stands up, making everyone halt the conversation and look up at him. He walks over to the other side of the table, putting the back of his hand against Namjoon's forehead.
"Holy shit your burning up"
"OH MAN HOLY SHIT"
"FIREEEEEE"
"POW WOW WOW"
Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung start to scream and dance in their seats as they continue eating dinner.
"Enough you three" Seokjin once again scolds the younger males.
"You very no fun," Taehyung says in English.
"How long have you been feeling unwell?"
"I'm not unwell-"
"You look like death warmed over" Yoongi comments, now dishing Hoseok some meat.
"Thanks, Yoongi"
"Anytime"
"Well?" Seokjin ignored Yoongi.
"Well, what?" Namjoon avoids Seokjin's eyes.
"Don't play dumb with me Namjoon. I asked a question, you answer it"
"Ooh, Namjoon is in trouble" Jimin 'whispers' to Taehyung.
"Just for a couple of days...it's fine I'm-" Namjoon starts to have a coughing fit, making Yoongi move further away from him.
"This isn't good! You've overworked yourself and now look at you"
"What? I look fine!"
"White paint has more colour than your face" Yoongi once again comments.
"Appreciate it Yoongi"
"No worries, that's what I'm here for"
Namjoon rolls his eyes at his friend's sarcasm.
"Hoseok can you please get Namjoon's bed ready? Fluff up his pillows and get him another doona"
"On it!"
"Wait no, it's fine. I'm fine"
Seokjin quickly goes to a nearby cabinet, pulling out some medicine.
"Drink this, and don't argue with me"
"But-"
"-no buts! On with it" Seokjin demands, Yoongi smirks at his friend.
"Do you need me to spoon-feed it to you Joon?"
"Go away Yoongi"
"No can do, I'm hungry"
"Alright Namjoon you gotta go to bed and rest-"
"-I can't! I still have vocals to record-"
"Yeah you can really go and record when your voice sounds like rocks scraping across sandpaper"
"I-I have to! We-we have a deadline!" Namjoon croaks, standing up from the table, swaying a little.
"Mmhm. Well if you think logically, Mr. IQ of 148, if you rest and recover now like I've told you to, you'll be better quicker."
"I don't have t-time for this. G-give me my jacket" Namjoon winces in pain as his head throbs, Seokjin scoffs and crosses his arm.
"Fine. Ten bucks says you can't make it to the door without passing out"
"Twenty bucks says he breaks the door handle on the way down" Yoongi smirks.
Namjoon wobbles toward the door, finally gripping onto the handle he finds himself sliding down against the door and onto the floor, groaning in pain.
"See. Now you owe me ten bucks"
"I still want twenty bucks Namjoon" Yoongi comments looking back to his phone.
"Taehyung could you be a dear and help me take him back to bed?" Seokjin sighs, bending down at the almost unconscious Namjoon and rubbing his head.
"But I don't want to get sick, I'm going to Paris soon"
"Fine, anyone?"
"I'll help" Hoseok stiff up and helped lift Namjoon from the side.
"I'm fine!" Namjoon protests weakly.
"Come on you massive koala, let's get you to bed"
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Seokjin had tucked Namjoon into bed, a little too tight for his liking. Namjoon was profusely sweating, and his body ached. Seokjin returned every hour to check if the leader was sleeping, changing the wet towel across his forehead and giving him water.
"G-go to bed. Don't w-worry about me" Namjoon croaked, Seokjin chuckles.
"Please just let me take care of you"
Namjoon doesn't protest but tries to sleep. In the early hours of the morning, he wobbles towards the bathroom, eventually collapsing on the floor.
Namjoon awoke and found himself on the floor, disoriented and confused.
"Did you sleep here on the bathroom floor?" Seokjin says softly, wiping Namjoon's forehead with a wet cloth and helping him up.
"Your ass must be pretty jealous of all the shit that just came out of your mouth," Yoongi says by the door.
"Thanks...Yoongi" Namjoon groans.
"Anytime buddy"
"Do you have anything better to do?" Seokjin scolds the other male.
"I mean not really" Yoongi smiles to himself before he exits the room.
"Okay, you need to have a shower-"
"-but-"
"-I will not hear another word about you needing to work. I've already talked to our managers and they said you need to get better. I've already given everyone their schedules"
Namjoon doesn't say anything, his whole body was on fire and he definitely wouldn't be standing up if Seokjin wasn't helping him. He just nods, grateful that Seokjin had stepped up.
"Take. A. Shower. Now" Seokjin demands, casually shoving Namjoon into the shower.
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Namjoon managed to wobble back to his bed after he dressed himself. He settled into the warm bed and let out a large sigh, he turned over and saw little treats left on his pillow.
"Okay Namjoon, I'm gonna head off and record and dance practice. Food is on your bed, your phone is fully charged so if you need us, just call. You going to sleep now?"
Namjoon nods again, feeling himself drifting off.
"Thank you..."
Seokjin smiles slightly, shutting the leader's door and walking down the stairs.
"Here comes Doctor Seokjin!" Hoseok exclaims.
"Trust me, I'm not a doctor but I look like someone who plays one on tv" Seokjin winks, sending his signature flying kiss towards Hoseok.
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Namjoon woke up, feeling a lot better than he had a few hours ago. He didn't feel as hot and his throat was better. He stretched, looking out and seeing that it was now morning.
"Good morning! Your sunshine is here!" Hoseok exclaims, slamming open the door.
"Morning"
"You look a lot better!" Hoseok smiles and hands him a plate of toast.
"I do feel better. Where's Seokjin? I should thank him for everything he's done"
"Yeah...about that"
Seokjin lay's in bed, groaning slightly in pain.
"Dude, open your stupid mouth"
Yoongi tries to put the spoon of medicine in Seokjin's mouth but ends up spilling it everywhere.
"Y-you're the w-worst" Seokjin tries to laugh but has a coughing fit. Namjoon watches from the door, sighing a little. He just knew that the entire group was going to get sick.
