Shadow Dancing | K.TH

Tension In The Air

My eyes fly open at the sound of strangled breathing, and I immediately slide off the bed the moment I see V hyperventilating on the ground.

"V!" I exclaim in terror as his face tightens in agony. His breaths are fast— rushed.

It had to be another attack.

Blood roars in my ears as I hurry out of his room and start screaming as loudly as I can possibly can. It was the only way to get people up as soon as possible. V needed help right now.

Panic drowns out everything else as a door crashes open on the far side of the hallway, revealing a disoriented Jungkook. His eyes frantically scan his surroundings before he sees me on the verge of tears.

"Noona! What's wrong?"

"V's having an attack— Jungkook—"

His lips purse together in a tight line as he motions for me to a direction of the room on the other side of the corridor, telling me it was where Hoseok would be. Then he speaks quickly, gaze continuously darting to the silhouette of V trembling uncontrollably on the floor.

"Tell him I'll have V hyung down in the infirmary and I might need a bit of help with the straps."

I can hear my heart shattering as I nod numbly, dashing into Hoseok's room the second Jungkook breaks eye contact with me to take care of V.

This was horrible.

When I rush in, I nearly crash into Hoseok— who had apparently been about to exit the room himself due to my unexpected screams. His eyes are wide as I hurry to detail the message that Jungkook had told me to pass on.

It couldn't have only been a second or two, but Jungkook has somehow transported V down to the first floor infirmary. Distantly, I hear the crashing and the sound of quickened footsteps as the others come nearer.

The attack is the worst I've ever seen.

V is shaking so violently from the seizures the illness brings, only the straps over his entire body keeping him down on the mattress. My heart rate starts to fluctuate dangerously when I see his chest rise and fall in terrifyingly uneven rhythm.

Hoseok doesn't question the situation— he immediately gets to work, his face pale but determined. I've never felt so helpless before, standing idle while he was like this.

When he needed help, I couldn't be there to provide it.

A sob breaks through my lips as I watch Hoseok set up multiple injections to his skin, each one a different medicine, a different chemical.

V had always hated to take medicine.

One of the injections must have been a powerful sedative, because V falls immobile almost instantly. The room descends into a complete silence, except for the rapid beeping of the monitor— showing mountains and valleys of green lines.

His heart beat.

The surroundings seem to fade away with my tears and the rest of my body as I helplessly watch. I had to do something— or I might just go insane.

Thankfully, Hoseok notices my uncontrollable fidgeting and waves at the blue cabinets on the far end of the room.

"Tzuyu— could you get me the black device that's shaped like an oversized watch? It's the first thing you see, first cabinet from the top.