Voices // Namjoon x BTS

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Jungkook and Seokjin had gone to get coffee for all except for Taehyung who opt for an energy drink instead.

The others were lying around the room, either staring at the blank ceiling or each other blankly, saying nothing.

That explained why nobody took notice of the movement in Namjoon's boney fingers.

Namjoon was enveloped in darkness. He did not understand what was going on. He did not remember anything. Did I faint? He had no answer.

With many struggles he opened his eyes, quickly shutting them close as the light above him blinded him. When did my room become so bright? He questioned himself because he had always preferred to keep dim lights on.

Slowly, he opened his eyes once again. He blinked a few times to get his blurry vision correct. His mind was still hazy, not understanding where he was.

He looked around and saw the members looking so lost. He wanted to speak, ask them what happened but he had no voice nor energy to voice his thoughts. Instead, he looked around more, trying to comprehend what was happening and where he was.

His eyes wander around catching the monitors and a drip stand. Hospital, why was he there though? He looked down, feeling a weird sensation in his wrists along with his throat and stomach.

His eyes widen in shock to see them bandaged, no what I think did not happen, he tried to comfort himself. Though, this did not stop his heartbeat to rise, causing the heart monitor to beep faster.

The members around him panicked at the sudden quick pace of the beep and turned to Namjoon while Yoongi hurriedly got up to call the doctor only to stop in his tracks when he saw Namjoon's brown orbs.

Just a second later the eldest and the maknae of the group entered the room. They frowned at the shocked faces and then noticed Namjoon's eyes were open. Seokjin quickly kept everything that was in his hands on the table and stride towards Namjoon causing the leader to panic more.

They hate me. They know everything.

These two things swarm around his head causing more panic to build up in him as fear crept on to his heart.

Suddenly the door slammed open and doctors came flooding in. They had been monitoring Namjoon even outside the room so they hurried in when they noticed his heartbeat pick up its pace.

The nurse directed the members outside the room while the doctors got busy in assisting Namjoon. Now that he was awake they had to make sure that he was alright and had not suffered any permanent damage.

When the heartbeat was back to normal and everybody concluded that nothing was wrong they left the room, only one doctor staying behind.

He approached Namjoon slowly, the younger's eyes following every movement of his.

"Mr. Kim, I'm your doctor Min Soojin," he smiled, trying to make Namjoon comfortable in his persence since he would be coming a lot more to check up on him.

Namjoon opened his mouth but no words let him instead a whimper of pain and discomfort.

"Sorry, please drink water. I should have given you that before since your throat is in a bad position from throwing up and all," the doctor insisted him to drink water, placing a glass of water near his lips to help him drink after he had fixed pillows behind Namjoon so he was now in a sitting position. Otherwise, Namjoon could have choked if he drank water lying down.

Namjoon gratefully gulped down the water, it was as if he had not drank liquid in years and was dying of thirst.

"Namjoon is fine, Mr. Min," Namjoon insisted, his voice raspy. "But w-what do you mean I threw up?"