Wait

Day one

Taehyung's eyes widened and he stared at the doctor in disbelief at what he was implying. His mouth had fallen open at some point, causing the doctor to quirk an eyebrow and ask "I take that as a no?" Taehyung shook his head, clearing his thoughts "no, I never have.." He chewed his lip nervously. The doctor wrote something down, frowning "well, then it must be something else. It could be anything with those symptoms, you'll need to stay for a few days for us to run some tests." Taehyung sighed softly "ok.. I need to find out what's wrong so I can get over it." He rubbed his forehead "don't tell my friends that it's something other than overworking. Please promise?" The doctor nodded slowly "alright then. But I will have to discuss everything with your manager since he's in charge of you, alright?" Taehyung mumbled an "alright" quietly before the doctor left the room to attend to other patients.

Mere seconds after his doctor left the room, Jin peeked his head around the corner with a small smile "can I come in?" Taehyung instantly tucked his worrisome thoughts away and forced a seemingly genuine smile "sure hyung!" Jin chuckled and came to sit down at Taehyung's bedside asking "how are you feeling Tae?" Softly. Taehyung bit back the urge to admit how scared he was, and laughed softly "better, still feeling a little tired. I think they're going to keep me here for a few days to nurse me back to health." Jin stared down at his lap, nodding with a sigh "Tae, I'm sorry for everything that's happened lately. I feel like most of it has been my fault, I'm supposed to be the oldest. I know I'm not the leader, but I have a certain amount of responsibility as the oldest to look out for my little brothers but I-" he sniffled, wiping his eyes quickly and Taehyung frowned "it's not your fault hyung. It's ok, don't worry about it. And you shouldn't cry, it'll make your face all blotchy and that's not handsome." Taehyung grinned widely, earning a chuckle from the oldest who stood up still wiping his eyes "thanks Tae. When they let you come home I'm cooking your favorite meal!" Jin ruffled Taehyung's hair and smiled widely before leaving the room.

The room grew quiet after that, and Taehyung stared down at his hands in thought. What if he was sick and couldn't be cured? His mind began to wander to what would happen if he was sick forever and tears began to form in his eyes until the door opened once again, this time revealing Hoseok with a tray of food. The dancer smiled widely, not noticing the singer's teary eyes as he sat the tray of food on the table and moved the swivel top over Taehyung's lap "I know Jin brought you a home cooked meal earlier too but you've gotta eat lots of delicious food to regain your strength!" Taehyung watched as his best friend hastily arranged Jin's home cooked meal next to the hospital food, and put a straw in the glass of water he'd brought up "are you feeling ok Tae-Tae?" He asked, smiling and sitting down in the bedside seat. Taehyung took a small sip of water, clearing his throat, silently thankful that his tears had dried "I feel fine. Tired I guess.." He scooped up a bite of mashed potatoes, but his trembling hands and lack of strength caused him to drop it on his chest, splattering his food on himself.

He bit down on his lip to prevent it quivering, and gripped the bed spread in self loathing. Hoseok grabbed some napkins, cleaning up his shirt with a chuckle "clumsy guy, here I'll feed you!" After finishing his cleaning, Hoseok got another spoonful of mashed potatoes and grinned, saying "open wide!" Hoseok froze in place when he noticed the look on Taehyung's face, the singer looked like he was about to explode with angry tears, but the moment he realized he was being watched his entire expression changed to a carefree grin so wide his eyes closed "sorry for making a mess hyung~" he laughed and opened his mouth expectantly for the food. Hoseok blinked in surprise, forcing a smile as he fed Taehyung slowly.

After feeding Taehyung, the dancer cleared away the half eaten tray of food and sat on the edge of the hospital bed to stare at Taehyung intently "Tae..?" The brunette yawned, licking his lower lip quickly "yeah hyung?" Hoseok shook his head to gather his thoughts "you'll tell me if somethings wrong won't you?" The question caught Taehyung off guard, but he kept his expression neutral "of course hyung. You'd be the first to know" he smiled at Hoseok, and that seemed to clear up whatever doubt the dancer had since he grinned "alright. Get some rest, we'll be back to see you after practice tomorrow!" He walked to the door, waving at Taehyung one last time before disappearing into the hallway.

A few moments after his friends had all left, nausea overwhelmed him and he felt the bile creeping up his throat. His eyes scanned the room frantically for a bucket or a trash can, unable to find anything, he jerked the various wires and tubes out of his arms and climbed out of his bed. The moment he stood on his own two legs, they caved beneath his own weight and he fell onto the floor. The constant beep, signaling a flatline rang in his ears and he crawled to the bathroom just in time to empty his dinner into the toilet violently. Tears formed in his eyes and he leaned back against the wall near the toilet awaiting for another wave of nausea to claim him. His eyes drooped and sleep was about to claim him when three nurses rushed into the room, one shaking him awake "Mr. Kim stay awake for me ok?" He tried to hold his eyes open, but he was too tired and soon his vision faded to black.