"Porcelain Doll"

"Oh no."

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Namjoon sat beside Jimin's still burning body and soaked a towel in a bucket of cold water near him. He gently twisted the wet, cool towel and placed it on Jimin's forehead. Hoseok hurried and grabbed Jimin's phone from the room he had dropped his stuff in. When he successfully found Jimin's phone in between a pile of clothes in his luggage, he quickly put Jimin's thumb on the home button for a fingerprint scan to unlock the phone. Then, he clicked on the call app and looked at his contacts which had only one person, Jimin's father.

"Hello? A-are you Park Jimin's father?"

The man on the other line answered with a "Yes" and proceed to ask who is calling him.

"Uh. I'm one of Jimin's friend in his high school and he is currently having a high fever-"

"What the fuck did you just say?"

"Sir, he currently has a high fever and we can't find his pulse at all-"

Hoseok flinched back from Jimin's phone when the man, out of nowhere, ended the call, leaving Hoseok with a lot of questions. Yoongi looked at Hoseok and asked what was wrong. He reply that Jimin's father just ended the call without doing anything about Jimin's fever. However, Jimin's phone started to rang with his father's contact popping up, Hoseok was about to pick up the call but Yoongi did it instead.

"I've called a hospital nearby Jimin's dorm, so can you guys just carry Jimin there for me? I'll be right here waiting at XZX hospital."

"Of course, Sir. We'll be gentle with Jimin when we carry him there."

Yoongi ended the call and looked at everyone else.

"Alright guys, we must make this less obvious so that, when tomorrow comes, the whole school won't freak about it."

Everyone nodded their heads and glanced at the melting doll on the couch. They all stood in a circle and did a quick rock-a-paper game, to see who is the unlucky one to carry Jimin all the way to the hospital. A grunt of despair echoed in the quiet room as Yoongi and Hoseok snickered at Jin, who held his rock in the air whereas everyone has paper.

"Unbelievable." Jin whispered as he took the small male in his arms. Namjoon chuckled and said that he was lucky because Jimin was very light for a small boy unlike them. Jin lifted Jimin up in a bridal style and everyone swore they almost felt their heart stopped when Jimin's small hands wrapped around Jin's shoulders, like a little baby wanting their mother to hug them closer. They all slapped their face hard, waking themselves up and slowly walked downstairs so they won't make ruckus that will make everyone to wake up.

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The walk to the hospital was quite awkward as Jimin just quietly slept in Jin's arms and Jin is looking like a celebrity who is going out at night. Namjoon told Jin to wear a mask just in case Jimin's fever rubs off of him and onto the Mario loving hyung. So, mixing with Jin's celebrity visuals and a mask totally does not make random girls on the streets to squeal at them. Yoongi rubbed his temple as he felt a headache climbing to his brain when the girls could not stop squealing. Hoseok hollered at him to fuck off and they did as they collected their excited self and left to another place, a bar. Jimin whimpered in Jin's embrace as the girl's squealing echoed in his ears. But he could not find himself to wake up from this darkness that covered his eyes ever so gently.