Jimin Oneshots and Sickfics

Flickering Lights

Requested by @Abbiexx

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"Jimin! Over here!"

Jimin sighed and headed over to where the dance teacher was pointing at him to go. Today, lots of those corrections had to be made. The stage they were performing on was a lot bigger than the one they had been practicing on, and they needed to learn how to space themselves out properly.

He silently counted out the dance in his head. If he moved this far out then, later he could move this far out, then he would need to come back in... and...

"Can you guys just run it one more time? I know it sucks, but you just need to try to get this right one time."

Jimin nodded obediently to the dance teacher's words. The others trudged to their positions.

Briefly, Jimin noticed the headache that had started up in the back of his head. If he really focused on it, he could its full extent of pain creeping over him, like the tentacles of some funky sea creature. But he could easily ignore it too, as if the sea monster was just some kind of made up fairytale.

He ignored it.

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The day ended (as days thankfully do) soon after their run-through of the dance.

Jimin accepted Jin's offer for food at some low-quality restaurant. He could barely keep his eyes open during the meal. The others were somehow able to chat.

"Do you guys remember the spin? Which way are you guys going?" Namjoon asked. "I thought it was left."

"It's right," Yoongi said.

"Oh?"

Jungkook shook his head. "No, the people in the left turn left. Everyone on the right turns right. And because I'm in the middle... I just stand and sing."

"Oh, so I do turn left," Namjoon said.

"Oh, oops, sorry, " Yoongi said.

"No worries."

"Which way do I turn then?" Jin asked.

"You're beside me, so you turn right as well," Yoongi said.

"No, we switch positions right before that. He's next to me, and I'm turning left, so he's turning left too," Hoseok said.

"Oh my lord, I give up," Yoongi said. "I'm getting everything wrong."

"It's been a long day. It's okay," Jungkook said.

Jimin sleepily nodded.

"Okay, so left. I get it," Jin said.

"Yeah."

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When Jimin finally made it to his room after the meal, he struggled just changing out of his practice clothes.

His medication sat on his nightstand. He was supposed to take it after eating, and he usually was very faithful with taking it. If he didn't take it, there was a very real chance that he would get seizures.

Ever since he was little, he'd had epilepsy. He had been forced to miss a dizzying amount of school until his medication was properly adjusted. Ever since then, he had never had any seizures. His mom made sure that he took his medication every day, and now the members always made sure that he remembered as well.

Jimin was responsible with it.

But today, he was just so tired.

If he wanted to take the pills, he would have to go back out to the kitchen to get water. He didn't feel like doing all that. Thinking about walking was painful enough.