BTS sickfics (original)

Jin

For the return of Jin! It took me a while... I hope you like it!

In the vibrant tapestry of the South Korean music industry, the enigmatic Jin, the eldest member of the globally renowned boy band BTS, radiated an aura of ethereal grace and infectious charisma. However, beneath his radiant facade, a storm was brewing, threatening to engulf him in its relentless grip.

The incessant demands of their rigorous schedule, coupled with Jin's unyielding perfectionism, began to take their toll on his frail body. As days turned into nights, he felt a nagging ache in his head, a dull throbbing that gnawed at his mind. Feverish chills coursed through his veins, accompanied by an unrelenting dryness that seared his throat.

One fateful evening, as BTS prepared for an upcoming performance, Jin could no longer ignore the gravity of his condition. His limbs felt heavy, his vision blurred, and his world seemed to spin uncontrollably. With each step he took, he stumbled and swayed, alarming his bandmates.

"Jin-hyung, are you okay?" Jimin asked with concern, his eyes filled with worry.

"I... I don't know," Jin replied weakly, his voice barely a whisper.

Jungkook reached out to steady him, but Jin gently pushed him away. "No... I'm fine. Just a little dizzy."

Despite his protests, it was evident that Jin was far from fine. His fever had spiked, and his limbs trembled visibly. Yoongi, the group's resident peacemaker, intervened.

"Jin, you're not fine. You need to rest," he said, his stern gaze unyielding.

Jin hesitated for a moment, his pride clashing with his weakening body. "But... the performance..."

"It can wait," Namjoon, the group's leader, interjected. "Your health is more important."

With heavy hearts, the other members convinced Jin to seek medical attention. As they drove to the hospital, the dim lights of the city streets seemed to mock the turmoil that raged within Jin's frail frame.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Jin was immediately whisked away for examination. The doctor, a young woman with compassionate eyes, listened intently to his symptoms.

"It seems like you have come down with the flu," she said after examining him thoroughly. "You're running a high fever, and your body is struggling to fight the infection."

Jin nodded weakly, his mind clouded by fever and exhaustion. The doctor prescribed him medication and advised him to rest at home until he recovered.

As Jin left the hospital, he felt a sense of emptiness and uncertainty. The relentless pressure and expectations he had placed upon himself had finally caught up to him. In that moment, he realized that he was not invincible, that even the most vibrant of souls could be dimmed by the relentless onslaught of illness.

Jin returned to the BTS dormitory, where his bandmates greeted him with a mixture of relief and concern. They helped him into bed, tucking him in and offering him words of comfort.

"Don't worry, Jin-hyung," Taehyung said, his voice soft and soothing. "We'll take care of everything. You just focus on getting better."

Jin smiled weakly, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you," he whispered.

With the medication beginning to take effect, Jin drifted into a fever-induced slumber. The dreams that visited him were a kaleidoscope of colors and emotions, memories of laughter and joy intermingled with the shadows of his current pain.

As the days turned into nights, the members of BTS took turns staying by Jin's bedside, tending to his needs and keeping a watchful eye on his fever. Jungkook would read to him from his favorite books, while Jimin would sing him soothing lullabies. Yoongi would often sit with him in silence, his presence a comforting reminder that he was not alone.

Jin's fever eventually broke, and the relentless grip of the flu slowly began to subside. With each passing day, he grew stronger, his energy gradually returning. The members rejoiced at his steady progress, showering him with words of encouragement and affection.

As Jin regained his strength, he began to reflect on the lessons he had learned during his illness. He realized the importance of prioritizing his health and the unwavering support of those around him. The bond between the members of BTS had been forged in the fires of their many trials and tribulations, and it had emerged stronger than ever before.

In the aftermath of his illness, Jin returned to his duties with a newfound determination. He learned to balance his passion for music with the necessity of self-care. The members of BTS had become his sanctuary, a source of strength and unwavering support. He knew that together, they would overcome whatever obstacles lay ahead.

And so, in the bustling metropolis of Seoul, where the pulse of the music industry throbbed with relentless intensity, Jin and his bandmates continued their journey, their hearts forever intertwined by the shared experience of adversity and the resilience that had been born from it.