Jungkook woke up that morning with a sharp kick to his stomach, sending him flying to the floor in a flurry of tangled blankets.
He blinked rapidly and stared up at Taehyung, who was peering down at him over the ends of the bed.
"Really, Jungkook?" He asked, angrily, "are you mocking me? I said not to get in my bed last night, so you brought me to your fucking bed instead?
"No, I-"
"Shut up," Taehyung interrupted, "I'm actually pissed. You blew up at me for wanting to sleep together, so I said we wouldn't and that I would kick you if you came to my bed. So to retaliate you brought me to your bed instead? Forget it, Jungkook, I'm not gonna be nice to you, I'm not gonna be rude to you. I'm just gonna ignore you. I don't care if Namjoon wants us to be friends or not, because that's not fucking happening."
Taehyung was stepping over him and marching to the bathroom before Jungkook could get a single word in.
Watching the boy walk into that bathroom left a sickly feeling in Jungkook's stomach, remembering what had happened that night.
He refrained from busting the door down, and instead, reminded himself where the key was in case he needed it.
He got up and fixed his bed, then began gathering clothes.
He undressed and began pulling sweats on, but as he was doing so he heard a loud thud from the bathroom.
He spun around, and looked at the bathroom door for a moment before he hurried to the nightstand, snatching the key out of the drawer and speed walked to the bathroom.
He knocked frantically three times, "Taehyung? Taehyung, are you hurt?"
There was no answer.
"Taehyung, if you don't reply in five seconds I'm opening the door!"
He counted from five, and with no response, he unlocked the door and opened it.
Taehyung was laying face down on the floor, clearly unconscious.
Jungkook hurried over to him and laid Taehyung on his back, inspecting his face quickly for injuries.
Seeing none, he checked Taehyung's pulse, and was relieved to feel a steady pulse on both his neck and wrist (he was paranoid).
He called 911 and then the front office. After that, he told Namjoon over a text what had happened, and stayed with Taehyung on the floor, cradling his head for support, until two paramedics and a hotel staff got to the room, the staff opening the door for the paramedics, who marched in and got to the bathroom in seconds.
Jungkook moved out of the way, and anxiously watched as they assessed Taehyung, who began waking up a few moments later.
After making a full assessment, the paramedics and staff left, and Namjoon appeared in the doorway seconds later.
"What happened?" He asked, rushing in.
The paramedics had moved Taehyung to sit on his bed, and Jungkook quickly moved to sit next to him, as the paramedics had just left.
He ignored Namjoon, and looked at Taehyung, the image of his body laying unresponsive face down in the bathroom haunting him, and the sound of his body thumping to the floor ringing in his ears.
"Are you okay, Taehyung? Are you hurting anywhere? Dizzy?" He asked, cradling Taehyung's face in his hands to inspect it.
His nose and forehead were red, but that was about it.
"I'm fine, Jungkook," Taehyung mumbled, and looked at Namjoon who was watching anxiously.
"I'm okay, Namjoon, I only fainted," Taehyung explained.
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Haunted Hearts - Taekook ✓
FanficTaehyung and Jungkook are known enemies. But they are forced to share a room together on a business trip. Not only do they have to share the hotel room, but the hotel room is seemingly very haunted. And, quite possibly, trying to get the enemies to...
