Hunger (Taekook)

Chapter Four- Trouble

"I thought that love was in the drugs
But the more I took, the more it took away
And I could never get enough
I thought that love was on the stage
You give yourself to strangers
You don't have to be afraid
And then it tries to find a home with people, oh, and I'm alone
Picking it apart and staring at your phone
We all have a hunger"

"Hello! We are-" Namjoon begins.

"BTS!" The whole group continued, bowing down as we did so. The crowd cheered loudly, making us all smile brightly and cheerfully. Our fans were truly incredible.

We had finished our first track, and now it was time for our welcoming speeches. I was the third to go, right after Yoongi. I managed to contain my tears, Hoseok's hand on my lower back providing me comfort, but it proved to be a tough feat.

I bowed after my speech, listening to the rest of the group give theirs. I frowned slightly when Taehyung's seemed forced. He was more breathless than normal, making me concerned. He caught me staring and gave me a small nod with a slight smile as he finished his speech, making the crowd gush over his words. I cried during their speeches at the concert y'all.

After our speeches, we ran off stage to get ready for our next few songs, the solos. Taehyung went first with Singularity, absolutely killing it.

I was too lazy to find the setlist from when I saw them to copy it so we're just going with the flow lol

I was after Hoseok with Just Dance, my white suit making me sweat more than usual. I saw Taehyung sitting down backstage, already dressed in his next outfit. I smiled at him and sent him a little wave before I got on the platform that would raise me up to the stage.

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The concert was almost over, we had just started our encore stage with So What, and now we were moving onto Anpanman. I watched Taehyung stumble over his feet as we got into position. He smiled and gave a small nod at the concern in my eyes, but I chose to watch him carefully. Instead of messing with him, I decided to stick to the script, using his shirt and flap it like a cape.

He started singing, his beautiful voice erupting through the microphone. The crowd started cheering, the ARMY Bombs igniting in many different colors, making me smile as I took it all in.

During the chorus, Taehyung took center stage, his breathing heavy. I nudged him, watching for a response, but nothing came back. His movements were getting sluggish, making the concern in me grow even more.

I continued the choreography, not wanting to screw anything up. Suddenly, the crowd erupted into shouts and screams, making me raise an eyebrow in confusion until I turned around to find Taehyung collapsed on the grimey stage.

•••

"Everyone move!" The managers shouted, instantly rushing onto stage with a gurney.

I didn't even have time to process what was going on, even as I blindly followed the health professionals off of the stage as they transported him.

The rest of the group followed after giving a quick speech to the crowd.

They brought him to the back room where they lay him on the medical bed. They checked his pulse, his heart, for a fever, everything.

"What the hell happened to him?" I shouted in frustration. Seeing him like this terrified me.

I felt hands pull me back. "Jungkook, let them work." I recognized the voice as Hoseok's. I wanted to fight back, but knew that it would end with me being pinned to the wall or ground.