BTS Sickfics

Hoseok's Epilepsy: Hoping For Better Days (+A/N)

okay i got two things to say here today

first of all: BLACK. LIVES. MATTER. I was going to say something about this yesterday but i wasn't having a good day. uh, america is an absolute shit show rn. black lives matter. thats all it should be. i dont live in the usa, so i dont see as much as what others are, but please keep safe !! keep fighting the system !! the killing of innocent black people is fucking disgusting, and i hate that its still happening WHILE PEOPLE ARE PROTESTING !!! we should NOT be ignoring anything that's happening.

if you can donate, then donate to official links only. i have no clue how to insert them here, but theres plenty of threads on insta, twitter, and facebook. if you have no money to donate, then please stream the youtube video: Donate to black lives matter with no money - stream this video to donate by hannahleeduggan. watch it in the background, let it play overnight. all ad revenue money will be donated to both the blm movement and to help black owned local businesses in minneapolis rebuild their buisnesses from the riots.

although im not there with you, i will fight with you, and i am on your side. fuck this racist system. its time for change.

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on a slightly different note, i have a new idea for a story. like, ill go into it in the next chapter, but its like a sickfic. if i wrote something new (along with this obv), would you read it?

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Hoseok's POV -

"N-No ... that can't be right ..."

Seokjin shakes his head a little, smiling. "I mean it, baby. You slept the whole night. I woke up at, like, five AM, and I thought maybe I'd missed it somehow, but you were all cute and cuddled up. So I thought you hadn't had it yet, so I stayed up waiting, but it never came. Hobi, your meds are working!"

I keep frowning, feeling very confused. I just can't believe that nothing happened. "N-No, you must have slept through it, hyung. There's no way ..."

"Hobi." Seokjin cups my face with his hands, making me look up at him. His hands are soft, which makes me start to tear up. "Believe in yourself. You did it!"

He pulls me close into a cuddle, shushing me and stroking my hair whilst I sob in relief. I let him rock me, needing the comfort. I didn't think I would react this way when I dreamed of having a seizure free night. My emotions are high, after I tried to overdose last night, I think. I could have ended it, without knowing the joys of feeling so ... awake.

"I'm so proud of you," Seokjin whispers into my ear. I nuzzle further, so he continues to slowly rock me, waiting until I finally calm down.

Afterwards, he leads me to the bathroom. My legs don't feel as weak as they have been for months, and my head doesn't hurt so much. I'm still in pain, obviously. A single day can't wipe out the months of misery, but I still can't believe this is happening. I can even take off my pyjama shirt without having help.

I wash my face in the sink, breathing a small sigh of relief when my bitten lips don't ache with pain. Seokjin watches me, his expression soft, as I get changed into comfy clothes, and comb my hair out. For once, it's not all knotty on one side.

"I'm so proud of you," Seokjin says again, as he gets ready himself. He keeps looking up at me in awe, like I've done the most fantastic magic trick. I honestly feel like this is all a magic trick.

I almost wish I hadn't ripped up Sunmi's number. My appointment is the day after tomorrow, but I'm aching to tell her now that I'm actually 24 hours seizure free. Gently, I touch the still swollen scar behind my ear, scrunching my face in pain a little. I didn't expect it to be still so sore a whole month later. It's a mark of just how far I've come.