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

Jin-faking

This was requested by someone on the discord who's name I can't remember so sorry! If you requested this and you want credit then just comment here k cool cool
Also warning this gets hella angsty so apologise in advance for any tears I may cause.

Jin loves being a part of bts, he really did, but he wasn't a fan of dancing. Well, he used to enjoy it, before people online would slate him, and would relentlessly ridicule him and his dancing, which made him not like it as much. And while he was used to it these days, he still wasn't fond of it. He'd never admit that though.

He was just scrolling through Twitter, as they often do, when he saw a tweet.
Why is everyone saying Jin's good at dancing? He's terrible! So stiff and awkward. He should just leave bts honestly.
Now all of them had grown a thick skin and were used to hate, but for some reason this one comment managed to find a hole in that thick skin Jin had formed, and it hurt. It hurt him.

No matter how much he tried to brush it off and move on, something in his brain just played those words over and over in his head, the image of that tweet was branded onto his eyelids, and he couldn't escape it, no matter how hard he tried.

"Cmon Jin, we gotta go for dance practice." Jin heard the word dance and felt an arrow through his heart. He didn't want to go. But he got up anyway, and followed the others out the door and to their car to head to the studio. Jins mind swarmed with thoughts and eventually his mind was coming up with ways to get out of dance practice. Then he thought of it.

All the boys get muscle pains all the time, so he was thinking about that, but he knew some simple muscle pains wouldn't excuse him from dance practice. His mind wondered from there, til he came up with the perfect excuse. He'd fall while warming up, twisting his ankle, and spraining it. That would get him out of dance, right? At least for today.

Jins heart was pounding, getting nervous about how this plan would play out. What if he acts it badly and everyone finds out he's trying to skip dance practice. They'd sure get mad at him for that. They all dumped their stuff at the side of the room before moving into the middle to do their own warm-ups. Jin starting jogging around in a small circle, and it felt like his vision tunnelled as he prepared himself for what he was about to do. He looked up to see if anyone was looking at him, but everyone else was too focused on their own warm-ups to pay him any attention. Nows the perfect time seokjin, lets do it.

Jin falls to the ground with a scream, clutching his ankle. The fall looked so fake and bad, he could tell, but luckily by the time they'd all turned around to face him, he was on the floor. Jimin came running over with wide eyes, that face he does whenever he's worried.

"Hyung are you ok? What happened?" Jimin says, crouching down in front of him with a worried face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"I was just jogging and I must have landed awkwardly. My ankle twisted really badly..." Jin said, doing his best to sound pained, and clutching onto his ankle. His acting degree was going to good use, at least.

"How bad is it on a scale of 1-10?" Jimin asked, being gentle with Jin as he carefully rubbed his shoulder for comfort. Ok think Jin, I don't want to say its so bad that they make me go to a hospital, but i don't want to say its fine and have to dance. think. think.

"Ummm, about a 7?" Jin says, carefully running his fingers over his 'injured' ankle to make it seem like it really hurts.

"Ok um, how about we get that shoe off and get you a chair to elevate it, and get some ice on it and see how it goes, yeah?" Jin nods and the others all run around trying to help. Hoseok pulled up a chair, while jungkook rushed off to get an ice pack. Jimin untied jins shoelaces, and gently lifted up his leg to try and get the shoe off, but jin being perhaps a little too dramatic started screaming at the slightest movement of his ankle while jimin tried to gently ease the shoe off.