BTS Sickfics

Jungkook: Broken Rib

hey i have no time to proofread this rn so pls ignore spacing errors and mistakes, when i get home ill sort it out thank you :)

request by anonymous :)

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Jungkook's POV -

I lean down one more time, and make sure my skates are strapped into place properly. They still feel loose no matter how tight I pull them, but I guess that's just the way they're supposed to be. I don't really go ice skating often.

BigHit have decided that, even though we live together every single day, and have done so for nearly 10 years, Bangtan should go on a 'bonding trip'. Essentially, we all pick an activity we enjoy doing for fun, and we'll all go and have fun together.

Except, in true BigHit fashion, instead of just letting us go and go it, they had to rent out the whole ice rink, so fans couldn't disturb us and record us. I appreciate the gesture, but sometimes it feels like we have this 'God status', which I don't really want. I just want to be a normal person outside my job. It sort of takes away the whole point of what we're supposed to be doing.

This is Namjoon's choice. He loves ice skating, and is actually really good at it. He's no professional, but he knows how to do a couple of tricks. I hope he teaches me how to do some of them.

I'm not a bad skater. My parents took me every now and then when I was young, but, when I moved to the dorm, we didn't have the time for anything like this, so the skill sort of faded. Now that the pressure is off, and we actually get some spare time, plus we've gone for BTS trips before, I can somewhat skate.

I can keep myself up, though I'm a little shaky, and I can make my way around the rink, even if it is slow, without holding on to the edge. I know I have the talent to be much better at it, and with my bendy limbs, I could do some tricks if I learnt them. Maybe it should become my new hobby - or I could let Namjoon have this one for once.

Taehyung comes behind me, and grips my hand. "You ready?"

I nod my head a little, bending my ankles a little to test the flexibility of the skates. My ankles turn easily, making me stumble a little. Taehyung grabs my arm, stopping me from falling.

"Those aren't tight enough, Jungkook. You'll end up breaking your ankle."

"They're as tight as they can go."

Taehyung kneels down, pulling at the straps. They don't get any tighter, and Taehyung clips them back down in confusion. "Mine aren't that loose. Maybe you picked up the wrong size?"
"No, they fit fine. It's more up my leg where it's loose."

Taehyung just shrugs. "You must have weirdly shaped legs, then. Don't do anything too seriously, because a broken ankle might put you out of a job."

We step out onto the ice together, my legs shaking a little with the new floor texture. I start to slide forward. My back arches, making slip comically. I manage to grab the edge before I go toppling down. Taehyung is laughing at me, but then he does the exact same thing, and falls straight on his ass. Luckily, he isn't hurt. He scrambles back onto his feet, and holds onto the edge, still giggling.

Jimin comes up behind him, and gives his ass a large smack. Before Taehyung can grab him, Jimin swerves away, smiling flirtily. "What? You had ice on your jeans? I'm just brushing you off, Taehyungie."

"Let's not mess around," Hoseok calls, sliding out of control. Bless him. He looks like Bambi. He manages to a pretty good 360 degree turn before finally managing to grip the edge, his legs splaying out from underneath him. Hoseok is by far the worst skater, though I have never seen him fall down before. His years of dancing have taught him an insane amount of balance.