Bts sickfics (cause there really aren't enough)- REQUESTS CLOSED

Namjoon- locked in

Requested by @laurenklinger13 hope you like it!

"Tired...tired, tired, tired," Namjoon mumbled to himself, running a hand through his hair and he stared and the blank page in front of him. The deadlines were creeping up on him, and he still had a whole verse to write. And at the same time he was spending hours on extra dance lessons to make sure he got the choreography right. He felt like he had no time to get things done. He heard a knock on the door, and Jimin let himself in.
"What ya up to?" He asked playfully.
" I'm trying to write lyrics. But it's not working." Namjoon said, dropping the pen and leaning back in his chair.
"How about you go take a break? Go out for a walk or something." Jimin suggested.
"No, I have to have these lyrics finished by monday. I don't have time for breaks." Namjoon said, picking up the pen again and twiddling it around his fingers.
"You shouldn't think like that joonie. A quick five minute walk up the park isn't gonna lose you that much time, surely. Besides, you always say that walking helps you. Go for a walk, take your notebook with you, and you'll have that verse finished in no time." Jimin said, patting him on the shoulder, before leaving Namjoon on his own. He sat and thought about it for a while, and decided it was a good idea. Jimin was right after all. Walking always helps him write. He grabbed his notebook and pen, and his coat, and headed outside.

He wondered around outside for a bit, his feet dragging along behind him. His feet felt heavy, and he stopped for a moment, looking at his notebook. Still nothing. Not an ounce of inspiration. He let out a sigh and wondered back to the studio.

He got back, and locked the door behind him before collapsing in his chair, throwing his notebook on the desk, and he let out a long sigh, running his hand through his hair. His eyes fell heavy, and suddenly his vision went spotty. He held his hands out in front of him, blinking rapidly to try and clear these spots in his vision, but he still couldn't see his hands. His breathing picked up as he started to panic. This had only happened to him once before. He stood up to go towards the door to get help, but the moment he stood up, his ears start ringing, and his vision goes completely back. He can only feel the sensation of falling before he's completely out.

Jimin heard Namjoon get back, so went to go check on his progress. He went to open the door, but found that it was locked. Hmm that's strange. He never usually locks his studio door... Jimin thinks. He looks through the translucent glass, but can't see the shape of a figure at all. He looked around the studio until he looked down, and saw Namjoons unconscious figure on the floor. He immediately starts shaking the door handle in panic, with fake hope that the door might just open. But of course, it didn't. He bangs on the door a few time and screams his name, hoping he might wake up, but he didn't.
Jimin looked around to see if anyone was around to help. He didn't want to leave Namjoon here, but he needed to find someone with a key so he could get in to the studio. He takes his phone out of his pocket and calls Yoongi.
"Ya, what do you want?"Yoongi answered playfully.
"Do you have a key to namjoons studio?" Jimin asks, and Yoongi can already hear the panic in his voice.
"No... why? What happened?"
"I went to go check on him but his studio is locked and he's passed out on the floor." Jimin said hurriedly.
"Are you serious? Hold on, I'm coming. Try calling Hoseok, he might have the key." Yoongi replied before hanging up.
Jimin quickly dialed Hoseok banging on the door again, trying to wake up Namjoon again. He was still out cold.
"Hoseok! Do you have a key for namjoons room?" Jimin said urgently as soon as he heard Hoseok pick up the phone.
"No... why?" Hoseok replied, concerned about jimins panicked tone.
"Namjoons passed out in his studio and the doors locked. I don't know what to do. Do you know anyone who has the key?" Jimin asked, panicky.
"I-I'm sorry jiminie I don't know. I'll come over." Hoseok said, before hanging up. At that moment, Yoongi arrived.
"Did you call Hoseok?" He asked, looking through the translucent door at namjoons limp body on the floor.
"Yep, he doesn't have a key either." Jimin said, running a hand through his hair. He goes back to shaking the door handle, even though it should be clear at this point that it's not going to achieve anything.
"Try calling Jin, I'll call Taehyung." Yoongi says, rummaging through his pockets for his phone. At that moment Hoseok arrived.
"Hoseok, you call Jungkook." Yoongi instructed, dialling tae and putting his phone to his ear. Hoseok stared wide-eyed for a moment before coming back to earth, rummaging through his pockets for his phone. All three of them called, desperately asking for a key, and it wasnt long before all six of them were gathered around the door, keyless.