ROCCI (On Hold)

E L E V E N - Odour

"I hear Jimin"

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Almost the whole day had gone, when the teacher finally arrived to ask Jimin where the sick male was.

"He's in the bathroom at the moment" Jimin explained outside the locked door and Yoongi forced himself to keep in the painful screams, threatening to escape his throat every now and again.

Just as the tiny male heard the entrance door shut tight– a new wave of spasms shot out through his body and he jerked, his entire body and tail shook at the pulsating ache while his wound was constantly stinging, as if it was being pricked by hundred needles over and over again.

"Ji-Jimin... Jiminie, I ca-can't-" Yoongi yelled out in whatever was left of his voice and the other ran into the bathroom hurriedly.

I don't have a doctoral degree in how to care for a merman!

Jimin rubbed his temples anxiously, before he heard another knock on the door. Without any hesitation– he walked over to it and opened it, not having closed the door to the bathroom.

"Hey, Jimin, have you seen Yoongi? I've looked everywhere for him" Yoongi could hear Jungkook's voice and he sighed at the other's caring and kind nature... but he still couldn't tell the taller his secrets.

"Eh... in all honesty Jungkook- he's not feeling too good. He needs to sleep as much as possible" the smaller male's best friend explained the partially true story and the bigger male looked past Jimin's shoulder, with concerned eyes.

"I could hel-" "Its really nice Jungkook, but I've got it under control. I'll get you if anything comes up though" the shorter interrupted, before the other even got a chance to finish.

"Oh, okay... are you sure?" the taller asked, almost sulking.

"Yes"

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[At the same time]

Taehyung was talking to Hoseok about their upcoming physical ability test in the pack— an annual competition of sorts, in which both would partake... but Hoseok was more worried than ever, that he would fall in the chart rankings.

"You won't stupid, you'll do better than last year, I'm sure. You're for fuck's sake my beta" the taller exclaimed as he couldn't understand how the powerhouse could ever even start to think such a thought.

Hobi nodded, taking long, deep and calming breaths in through his nose and out his mouth– when he suddenly caught a weird odour.

A foul odour.

"Taetae, do you smell that too?" the redhead questioned warily, looking around himself as if the source would just pop up out of nowhere around them.

"Smell what?" the taller mumbled, not really paying attention to the other and the beta huffed at his uninterested friend. "Tae, I'm serious- Its so gross" he whined as he stood up to try and feel it better... and he did.

"Hey, follow me- I can track it... I think" the slightly shorter male whispered and his friend shrugged, before standing up to follow the other.

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Taehyung scrunched up his nose as he suddenly could also smell it— they were outside another small house, the stench was rolling out of it in large waves...

"I'll listen in" Hoseok said quietly, pressing his ear to the door to try and hear who could possibly be inside.

Without even trying– the taller heard an agonising groan echo through the wooden structure and he could feel chills running down his bare arms...

What is this?

"I think I hear Jimin!" Hobi whisper-yelled excitedly and Tae froze in his spot, Jimin? Why? The bigger male could sense that something was off... something was more than just wrong.

This scent shouldn't exist.

"A dying mate is the worst possible thing for any and all senses..." Taehyung quoted his father's words, not really understanding them and absolutely not intending to say them out loud, but Hobi heard them nonetheless.

"Jimin isn't anyone's mate though, is he?" the redhead seethed, not wanting it to be true and the taller shook his head, no.

"It isn't coming from him".

[Inside the hut]

Jimin was tending to Yoongi's wound, but nothing was helping. According to his best friend, who was dying in the bathtub– he brought some other medicines, but they're at his own house... However Jimin didn't want to leave the smaller in their current state.

The tiny male's scales were puffed out, his tail was slowly drying up, even though he was completely engulfed by the water...

"You have to go there, its in my yellow bag inside the pouch " Yoongi stated weakly, barely being able to say anything at all and the other shook his head sadly. "I seriously don't dare to go... I'm scared something will happen to you if I do" the peached haired male whispered with tears forming in his eyes.

"Please"

Jimin had never seen Yoongi sick before, not once during the entire time that they had known each other... what was so different this time around? Why was his friend sick now of all times?

It was scaring him more than he would ever admit.

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Just a few minutes later Jimin walked over to the door– about to do as told, even though every bone in his body told him to do the opposite.

Just outside Hoseok and taehyung hurried to hide from the closing in steps and just before the door opened— they successfully scurried behind the corner.

"Well, its certainly not him" Tae muttered as he followed the gloomy looking male with his eyes and his beta nodded, surprised but happy about it.

"Who then?" Hobi asked rhetorically, before he without any forewarning walked into the house– the odour only getting stronger and stronger, the further in he got.

"Hey, stop it you can't-" the taller tried to stop the other, but it was to no vail and he hastily decided to follow the other inside. He stalked up behind the now still male and did the same himself when he noticed what Hoseok was staring at.

In front of them was Min Yoongi— lying on the bathroom floor, with a rotting wound on his forearm... A bite which Taehyung recognised very well.

I did this.

Tae hurried to cover up the tiny male with a towel, not feeling comfortable to see him naked and he carried said person to one of the beds. The smaller's skin was dead dry everywhere except for the wound, which is almost oozing dark steam.

"What the fuck is this Taetae?" Hobi questioned in disbelief as he stared at the small male before them and the taller shook his head in utter fear.

What truly is this?

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//AN: AHH! I'm so SO sorry for the late update, but anyways~ I can't believe that this book has gotten 800+ reads and 94 votes!

I'm really grateful for every form of help to the growth of this story~