jungkook
nobody knows about me and taehyung, and nobody will know. but what i know is that we kissed and sometimes i feel like thats what leads to taehyungs panic attacks. they're really bad and he tends to collapse onto the floor from how bad they are. i feel awful and blame myself.
i knew that once he ran into the bathroom that i should follow after him just in case it happens again.
it did.
"hey, hey..." i brushed my hand against his cheek while his eyes closed but began to tear up. "what happened out there, hm?" i tried my best to sound calm to calm him.
"i thought you...you were gonna...going to tell namjoon about us." us sounded so scary yet when he said it, it made me feel okay and better. it made my heart speed up but it felt okay that it was doing that.
"i'm not gonna tell him anything if you don't want me to, you know that." he nodded his head quickly and his hands began to shake. i knew what this meant. i rummaged through the cabinets and drawers. "do you know where namjoon holds the washcloths?"
"ou...out...in the...the..." he seemed to have take. a deep breath before falling peacefully onto the carpet bathroom floor.
"fuck." i cursed under my breath looking at him while his hands were shaking uncontrollably and he started to drool over himself. i quickly threw cold water onto my hands and set it against his heated forehead. "come on, baby..."
he didn't wake up nor stop. i clenched my jaw, "namjoon!" i screamed. the only thing next that i could hear was running footsteps from a bunch of men unaware of someone right in front of me losing control. it was breaking my heart right into two.
namjoon gasped looking at the floor, "what happened?"
"he has these panic attacks..." hoseok furrowed his brows and moved past namjoon and hovered over me.
"thats not a panic attack, thats a seizure." i looked up at hoseok and i could feel the stupidity rise.
"what?"
"hes foaming at the mouth and hes shaking uncontrollably, namjoon get the car ready!" his voice began to rise and the worry was becoming more noticeable.
i couldn't stay in the room. if i were to stay in the room, id be crying whiling brush his hair with my fingers and telling him that its be okay, baby.
i stumbled outside to find yoongi and jimin sitting next to each other, "you guys need to come in, now."
yoongi looked confused and jimin followed, "whats wrong?"
i swallowed and saying it made me want to throw up, "taehyung's having a seizure."
