Handsome (V-Hope) {COMPLETED}

Worry

Taehyung stopped in his tracks when he realized that Hoseok wasn't following him. He turned around and saw a horrible sight. What he saw was horrible. Hoseok had fallen to the floor and was unconscious.

"Hoseok?" Taehyung asked. Maybe his friend was playing a trick in him. Hoseok didn't answer. "H-Hobi?" He stuttered, feeling really anxious and scared. "T-this isn't funny..." he whispered silently. Still no reply. "Answer me..." he practically begged as he crouched to reach his friend. What had happened?

"S-something has happened!" Taehyung exclaimed to Jin who was on the phone with him.

"What happened?" Jin asked with wide eyes. He knew that Taehyung could usually handle any situation by himself, so when he calls it has to be important.

"H-Hobi... Hobi fell to the floor and w-won't reply!" Taehyung yelled, practically cried at this point. Before he called Jin, he had lifted Hoseok and placed him on his bed.

"What room are you guys in?" Jin calmly asked. Namjoon threw a worried glance over to him, mouthing 'what happened?'

"Room 324. Come quick!" He said as he hung up the phone.

"Come, it's an emergency. Call the other boys, but follow me." Jin ordered as he ran out of their hotel room.

"Hey, I was told to call you guys because of an emergency. Come to room 324, but be quick!" Namjoon roughly explained and then hung up.

They all met outside of room 324. Everybody looked at Jin, but he didn't seem to notice. *knock* *knock*

"J-Just come in, Taehyung stuttered. He was kneeling beside the bed, some tears on his face. What met Jin made him shocked. He had already run to the bed before the other guys had the chance to react.

"Have you called the hospital?" Jin calmly but worriedly asked whilst he lightly slapped Hoseok's face.

"No, I figured that it would start drama and we don't really need that before the concert. W-We'll make him wake up, r-right?" Taehyung asked before he broke down in tears. The other guys had seen what happened and were now comforting their crying face whilst watching Jin and Yoongi try to wake Hoseok up.

Namjoon had a lot of knowledge when it came to first aid, he remembered the most important first aid. "Try to lay him on his side and put his head back a bit. It'll make it easier for him to get oxygen up to his brain." He explained. "Which will make him wake up easier. Also keep a conversation with him even though he won't answer." They followed Namjoon's orders which worked. Hoseok slowly gained more and more consciousness.

"H-Hobi?" Taehyung asked who had been watching Hoseok like a hawk and was the first to notice that he opened his eyes. After Taehyung said that, everybody else turned their heads toward Hoseok.

"Why is everyone here?" He groaned, rubbing his temples.

"I have n-no idea if you remember, but you f-fainted just as you and I were about to get some f-food." Taehyung explained as he walked over to Hoseok and crouched beside his bed.

"I'm okay now, Taetae, don't worry." He reassured calmly. His hand was now holding Taehyung's hand, of course he had to do something to reassure Taehyung that he was okay. "But if you don't have anything against it, I'd like to rest." He continued. The other five guys looked at each other and then went to give Hoseok a hug.

"Okay, we'll leave now. Take care, okay?" Said Jin worriedly. He knew Taehyung would take care of Hoseok, they were inseparable. Both of them nodded and said their goodbyes.

Silence. That's what the room was filled with. Plain and uncomfortable silence. Only sound that could be heard was Taehyung's and Hoseok's breathing. Taehyung thought about asking Hoseok why he fainted, but decided to wait a bit.

"Thank you." Hoseok suddenly said. "Without your help I'd probably still be laying there." He chuckled at smiled at his best friend who didn't seem to be thankful for Hoseok's joke.

"D-do you know how worried I was- I mean am? I thought you were going to d-die... I want to know what's up." He sighed, looking Hoseok dead in the eye. Hoseok blinked and gulped. "Please tell me. I want to help you."

"I've had a tough time lately." He started to talk as carefree as possible. It seemed like he had been expecting to faint and had planned an explanation. "I miss my family," he continued, gulping. "The ARMY doesn't like me," he looked down at his hands. "The manager and the producer called me fat..." he closed his eyes and sighed heavily. "My girlfriend broke up with me, decided to call me ugly, and started spreading rumors about me cheating..." he shut his eyes tightly. "I confessed something to someone that I no longer call friend, and their response was that I should die..." and the he took a sharp breath before opening his eyes to look at Taehyung whose eyes were red and watery. "And there's unfortunately more to the story, but I'd like to keep that to myself."

"You should've told me, Hobi." Taehyung whispered. "I should've noticed, I've should've helped. I-I should've-..." he rambled before getting cut off by Hoseok.

"You couldn't have done anything, dongsaeng. You did great, and I'm okay. That's all that matters, right? You're the greatest friend anyone could have wished for. But one thing?" He asked. "Did you place me into my bed?"

"Yeah, I did. I had to, you were laying on the hard floor, I figured I could lift you to your bed. I didn't manage to carry you to your bed, so I laid you down in mine." Taehyung explained and seemed calmer now than what he was before.