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

Jungkook- school

Requested by @andoria1456 hope you like it!
Also FYI this is in a universe where he's not an idol 👌🏼

Jungkook woke up feeling bad. His head felt tight, and the world span around him while his stomach did multiple flips. But no matter how much he begged to his mother to let him stay home, she wouldn't let him. So he shoved a mask on, for the sake of his peers, and dizzily wondered to school. He stared at the lines made from where the paving was laid, to stop himself from veering off into the road. As he got closer to school, the crowds of students picked up, and so did the noise.

Jungkook his behind his hoodie, hood up and hand in pockets, not wanting to gain any attention. He heard someone call his name, and no less that two seconds later he was being tackled with hugs from his best friend, taehyung.
"Jungkookiiieeeee!" Taehyung yells, squeezing Jungkook tight. Jungkook winces at the loud yelling that made his forehead feel even tighter, and he scowled as he pushed taehyung off of him forcefully. Taehyung looked on with shock and worry, this wasn't like him.
"You ok jungkookie?" Tae said, standing back a little.
"I'm not in the mood taehyung." Jungkook said, adjusting the mask that had slipped under his running nose. "I'm ill..." he mumbled.
"Why are you coming to school then? You should be at home, silly!"
"My mother forced me to come in..."
"Damn that sucks..." Tae says, slipping an arm around Jungkooks waist to support his dizzy self. Tae stayed with Jungkook as much as possible, since he knew he'd have to keep an eye on him. Luckily they had their first lesson together. Science.

"Are you sure you'll be ok Kookie?" Tae asked, to be sure. Jungkook nodded. He just wanted to get through the day and go home. He walked into his science class, and he was immediately stopped by the teacher.
"Mask off." The teacher said sternly, and Jungkook coughed, just as emphasis.
"But sir, I'm really sick, and I don't want to get everyone else sick."
"Well you shouldn't even be here then." He says, still firmly.
"My mother forced me to come in, I can't help it." With that, Jungkook broke into a coughing fit.
"Ok ok keep the damn mask on just cough away from me." The teacher said, dismissing him and Jungkook shuffled to his seat. The students next to him shuffled away and hid behind their jumpers, and Jungkook didn't even blame them. He wouldn't wish this ilness on his worst enemy.

Taehyung kept looking back at Jungkook throughout the whole lesson, feeling extremely worried. He bit his lip, trying to resist the urge to run up to him and save him from the hell he's currently going through.

They started to do a science experiment, the usual boiling chemicals over a Bunsen burner. Though Jungkook was burning up so much right now himself, he might as well have used his own heat to boil the chemicals. But he sat back while his other classmates did it for him, not feeling well enough to stand around chemicals and flames. That definitely wouldn't have been safe for him. But the moment he sat down to rest his shaking legs he was shouted at by the teacher.

The room was getting hotter and hotter thanks to all the Bunsen burners, which made Jungkooks head start to spin. If he wasn't hot enough already, now he felt like he was in an oven. He started panting, leaning on the desk (away from the Bunsen burner of course). He really wasn't feeling good.

Tae looked back, and he immediately knew something was wrong. He handed the test tube to his friend, and kept looking at Jungkook. He had a feeling something bad was going to happening.
"Kim taehyung! Get on with your work!" The teacher shouted, and tae looked back for a second, before returning to staring at Jungkook, completely ignoring the teacher.

Jungkook clung onto the desk for dear life, panting heavily. He really didn't feel good. He brings a hand to his head, and let's out a few panicked whimpers. His vision started to fade in black spots, creeping in through his peripheral vision.
"G-guys..." he manages to get out, just about catching the attention of his classmates. Just as they turn to look at him, he collapses, hitting his head on the desk.