bts sickfics [completed]

Yoongi | Infection (reupload)

A/N:

I know.

I know what I said.

"Euughh I'm gonna make BTS Sickfics part 2 and everyone is gonna love it and there's absolutely solid reasoning behind having a random second book"

Okay I didn't say EXACTLY that but I realised that there was literally no point in having a second book.

So guess what?

BTS Sickfics is recontinued baby!

I promise I'll stop messing around with this now. This is the end of stupid second books. I promise. Untill I reach my chapter limit I'm not going anywhere but here.

Same rules, everything still applies from before, fuck the wattys I was never gonna win it anyways.

I'll repost the chapters I put in the second book before deleting it. Then I will remove it. It will be gone. End of story.

After that expect updates from this story again, not the other one. I'm sorry to confuse you but I probably confused you more when I had 2 books.

Anyway here's something y'all have read before:

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It was commonly known among ARMY that Yoongi wasn't a very clumsy person. He usually kept to himself and rarely slipped up, whether it was figuratively or literally. He usually never messed up the choreo. But one day his lack of clumsiness failed him.

One day he tripped over a threshold in the dorms and badly injured his ear. An hour later he was sitting in a hospital room about to get stitches done, sulking over the fact that he couldn't work for weeks. The doctor approached with the tray of equipment that had Yoongi squirming on the already uncomfortable bed. The doctor brought the adjustable lamp closer to his ear as she said,
"Obviously this is going to hurt, Mr Min, but luckily the cut isn't too long, it's just deep. You only need twelve full stitches."

Yoongi thought it was quite enough to have only twelve stitches, and he hated how the doctor had said it so passively because it didn't affect her, but before he could say a single thing she got started with cleaning the wound. Yoongi inhaled sharply through gritted teeth as the liquid harshly stung his open skin.

"That's it, just stay still for me," the doctor said calmly as she put the cotton away and thread the surgical needle. Unfortunately, the doctor could not administer painkillers because Yoongi just so happened to be allergic to acetaminophen, the painkiller that is used for stitches. It was a rare allergy, but of course Yoongi's rotten luck caused him to have it.

"Okay, I am going to start stitching the wound now, Mr Min." Yoongi didn't dare move his head during the procedure but the pain was so bad that he began to struggle. The doctor took something from the table close to her and put it in Yoongi's hands,
"It's a stress toy. It helps you stay still and handle the pain." Yoongi wanted to nod but he obviously couldn't, so he choked out,
"Thank you," as the doctor started on the next stitch. He shut his eyes tightly and gripped the stress ball even tighter.

By the end of the procedure Yoongi was surprised he hadn't accidentally broken the stress ball. He thanked the doctor as she helped him sit up and moved his bed into a more upright position. She left after wrapping his ear in a padded plaster and thin bandage. Yoongi was supposed to stay in the hospital for another hour to ensure his wound didn't get infected, but he just wanted to go home and sleep, and then wake up at 9pm and watch the KBS Song Festival that he was meant to be performing at.