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TW: NeedlesTaehyung woke up at home one morning, feeling unusually under the weather. He dragged himself to the kitchen, his footsteps sluggish, and his head throbbing with discomfort. As he attempted to eat breakfast, his appetite was nonexistent, and he couldn't hide the paleness of his face from the observant eyes of his fellow BTS members.
Yoongi saw that something was of. He reached out and casually touched Taehyung's forehead. He frowned, feeling the heat radiating from Taehyung's skin. "Tae, you're burning up," Yoongi remarked, concern etching his voice.
Jin immediately rushed to grab a thermometer. He carefully placed it under Taehyung's tongue and anxiously waited for the beep. When the digital display showed 106.88°F, a gasp of worry escaped him. "Guys, his fever is really high," he said, his voice trembling with concern.
Jungkook's eyes widened in alarm, and he leaned in closer. "Tae, we need to get you to the hospital. This is really a high fever."
Taehyung, on the other hand, panicked quietly. He hated hospitals, and the thought of being poked and prodded by doctors sent shivers down his spine. "I don't want to go," he protested weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.But the urgency in Jin's voice overruled his protests. "No, Taehyung, we can't take any chances with this fever. We're going to the hospital." Namjoon carefully scooped Taehyung into his arms, cradling him gently. "We don't have a choice, Tae. We need to get you to the hospital," he said softly, his eyes filled with worry. Taehyung was too weak to protest as Namjoon carried him outside and gently placed him in the backseat of the car.
The car ride to the hospital was quiet, with the other members exchanging concerned glances and whispered conversations about Taehyung's condition. Taehyung had fallen asleep, his body exhausted from the fever. Jimin leaned forward and whispered to Jin, "Is he going to be okay, hyung?"Jin looked equally concerned but tried to reassure them. "I hope so, Jimin. We'll make sure he gets the best care."
As the car pulled up to the hospital, Taehyung remained asleep, oblivious to his surroundings. The other members piled out of the car, and Namjoon carefully carried him inside. The sterile scent of the hospital hit them as they entered, and they followed the signs to the emergency room. They were met by two paramedics who quickly assessed Taehyung's condition and directed them to a room.
The other members were asked to wait outside, and they nervously waited in the waiting room, unable to shake the worry that hung in the air.
Inside the room, Taehyung slowly woke up. His eyes widened in panic when he saw the paramedics surrounding him, and his heart raced. "What's going on? Where am I?" he said weakly.
One of the paramedics, a kind-hearted woman, tried to calm him down. "You're in the hospital, Sir. Your fever is dangerously high, and we need to give you an injection to bring it down," she explained gently.
Panic gripped Taehyung as he heard the word "injection." His eyes welled up with tears, and he gasped for breath."NO! I don't want it! I can't!" Taehyung cried, his voice cracking as he made a desperate attempt to flee the room. He tried to stumble out of the room, but his weakened state made it difficult for him to walk.
Outside the room, the other BTS members heard Taehyung's cries of distress. They rushed back inside, Jin immediately wrapping his arms around Taehyung in a comforting embrace. "Tae, it's going to be okay. We're here with you." Jin whispered quietly.
Namjoon lifted Taehyung once more and carried him back into the room. The other members followed closely behind, refusing to leave Taehyung's side.
The paramedics understood the situation. They exchanged knowing glances, realizing that Taehyung's fear of needles was causing him immense distress. The woman paramedic gently spoke to him, trying to calm his racing heart. "Taehyung, we understand you're scared, but this injection is essential to help you get better. It will make you feel much better."
Taehyung's tears continued to flow, but he nodded weakly, acknowledging the necessity of the injection. He knew his friends were here, supporting him, and that gave him some courage. Jin continued to hold him tightly, offering words of comfort and reassurance. "We're right here, Tae. You're not alone."
The other members surrounded the hospital bed, their expressions filled with concern. Jungkook reached out and took Taehyung's hand, squeezing it gently, while Jimin offered an encouraging smile.
The second paramedic prepared the injection, making sure everything was sterile and safe. Taehyung watched away from the needle, his heart pounding in his chest. He took deep breaths, trying to steady himself. Namjoon stood beside the bed, his hand resting on Taehyung's shoulder, providing silent support.
The paramedic carefully inserted the needle into his arm. Taehyung winced, but it was over quickly. He let out a shaky breath, relieved that it wasn't as painful as he had feared. "It's done, Tae. You did great," Jin praised, wiping away Taehyung's tears.
He gave a weak smile. "Thanks, guys," he whispered, his voice hoarse but filled with gratitude.
Namjoon nodded, his eyes filled with pride for his friend's courage. "We're always here for you, Taehyung, no matter what."
The members stayed with Taehyung throughout his hospital stay, taking turns to keep him company and distract him from any discomfort.
Over time, Taehyung's health improved, and he was eventually discharged from the hospital. As they all left the hospital together, Taehyung smiled, feeling the warmth of his friend's unwavering support. "I couldn't have done it without you guys," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.
Jimin ruffled Taehyung's hair playfully. "That's what friends are for, Tae."
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