Jin hyung?
Yoongi put his face closer to the thick see-through door. There was no knob to open; the door was secured by digits and finger-print. He looked clueless, his white t-shirt was damped with his sweat.
Is he okay? Why can't we come inside?
He glanced over to Namjoon, demanding him an answer. But he could only stare at his unmatching sandals, he is sick. He answered with.
I know, Joon. But how bad is his condition right now?
Hoseok tapped his shoulder, Yoongi hyung. We can't stay next to him because he needs to be sterilized, we want him to recover soon, right?
He frowned as Hoseok walked past beside him.
Seokjin has been sick for a whole month, not having clues about what kind of sickness he has to battle with. The whole schedules were changed, thankfully their promotion weeks are over. The dorm has been very quiet ever since, the dishwasher remains untouched, only the trashbin is full with fast-food boxes and left-over meals.
Jimin has been absent from visiting him at the hospital, it is too much for me to see him laying down like this. Everyone came in and out regularly to visit him, even though they could only see him behind the door. Yet, they still brought bouquets of flowers every now and then. During special occations, only two of them can come inside and see him closelyㅡstill, they need to use masks.
As they were deep in thoughts, the doctor came with his nurses to do regular check-ups. Yoongi stood from his chair.
Doctor Shin, can I come inside with you? I really have something to say to Jin hyung.
Doctor Shin smiled, I'm afraid I can't let you go inside. I don't want to risk both of you to be sick. Or even worse than now.
He bowed in front of him, please. Let me come inside just this time. He held back himself from bawling out.
A green mask was shoved in front of his face, he looked up to Doctor Shin, only you. He smiled to Yoongi.
The rest of the members stood up and gave him everything that they bought for Seokjin.
Yoongi hyung, tell him to recover fast. Okay?
Give this to him and pray for his health.
He looked back to them one more time, and walked inside. He let the doctor do his check-up and after he was done, he patted Yoongi's shoulder and left him alone with Seokjin.
He realized he couldn't hold his tears, and as soon as he put down everything on top of Seokjin's bed, he broke down. His shoulders trembled, hands cupping his mouth from crying too loud.
Seokjin hyung.
He weept his tears off of his cheeks, but his throat refused to work together with him. All that came out of his mouth was his groggy voice and despair.
We have missed you too much, hyung. The dorm is too quite, we couldn't eat properly because you haven't been able to cook for us. He sniffed, Jimin is depressed. So does Namjoon, he's been staying awake until dawn these weeks.
He opened his phone and scrolled down the notification tab on Twitter.
Hyung, ARMY has been really concerned and worried about you. They said it's not complete without you, they missed your jokes and your silly dances, even your hand kisses.
He gripped the bed sheet as he coughed, please be healthy again. Please wake up and say you are okay, you are healthy. Our room has been pretty much empty without you, and I couldn't be as comfortable as I am when you're not around me.
Every night I'd always wake up from emptiness, I missed how you serenades me and drifts me off to sleep safe and sound.
His chest felt really stingy, and his eyes were getting warmer and warmer as every minutes went by.
Something warm touched his hands.
Yoongi, why are you crying? Don't cry.. I'm okay. I will serenade you again, I will do the house chores as usual. Let's go home..
The rest of the members outside rushed closer to the glass door and Yoongi can even hear Taehyung's screaming in excitement.
2 months later
Yoongi hyung! Help Seokjin hyung to wash the dish!
He rolled his long-sleeved shirt and put on a pair of long yellow gloves, working on the plates and utilities.
Another plates came next to him, give this to me. I will finish it.
Seokjin politely offered himself to help, but Yoongi refused it. Hyung just sit down and watch me, don't overwork yourself.
He could only sigh and sat down behind him. He smilled, Yoongi, you were very cute at the hospital back then. Crying and telling me everything that happened when I was asleep.
He chuckled, who knew that a stern Yoongi could be that soft and fragile, eh?
Oh shut up, hyung. That's embarassing, he laughed.
