bts sickfics [completed]

Hoseok | Seizure (reupload)

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Requested by moonchild_hobi

Includes little!jimin and caretaker!yoongi

Hoseok wasn't having a bad day to begin with. In fact, he had good hair, that weird ringing in his ear that had been happening on and off for the past few days disappeared, his skin was glowing (although his skin was always glowing, let's be real here) and he had a free day in which he decided to spend chilling at the dorm with Jimin.

So yeah, overall, a good day. But of course, there was a catch.

We'll get to that later.

Hoseok woke up at 10am on the dot. He always had a knack for that sort of thing. If he wanted to be awake at 7, he'd wake up at 7, that sort of thing. Anyway, he lay in bed for a few more minutes, wanting to soak up the comfort of his bed for a while before getting up and showering. Jimin tossed and turned in bed, presumably dreaming about performing their routines, which he often talked about doing.

Hoseok sat up for a moment, checked his phone for anything important, lay back down again and stretched his whole body, feeling satisfied when his joints popped and cracked. Everyone else in the group hated when he did that besides Jimin. The pair had formed their own chiropractic clan, being the two leading dancers of Bangtan. Cracking their joints was the dancer's equivalent of taking a bra off after a long, hard day. (It's the best feeling I swear.) Of course he didn't wear a bra, but he knew. He knows these sorts of things.

"Jiminiiiiieeeeeeee,"

Jimin groaned and pulled his duvet over his head. Hoseok gently peeled it back off him, chirping a little too enthusiastically,
"Good morning sunshine! It's the 10am wake up call you asked for!" Jimin groaned again, louder and more dramatic, then curled up on his mattress and mumbled,
"Five more minutes, hyung," He was already asleep again by the time he had finished the sentence. Hoseok pulled the duvet to the foot of the bed.

"Nooooooo!" Jimin whined, still drunk from sleep as he tried to get the duvet back. Hoseok complained,
"Come on! The others have left and you promised me you would play games with me!" Jimin sat up and swayed a little, rubbing his eyes clumsily,
"You sound like Tae,"

Jimin stood up and stumbled to the bathroom to wash up (and wake himself up a little bit). Hoseok made Jimin's bed like he had with his own and then got dressed into a black t-shirt with a printed graphic and some blue ripped jeans. As he was pulling on a black hoodie Jimin returned from the bathroom. He was wearing his blue t-shirt with heart patterns on it and a pair of jeans. Hoseok raised an eyebrow, asking,
"You planning on slipping today?"

Jimin shook his head,
"I just like this shirt, it's comfortable. And I look cute in it anyway, so..." He trailed off as he searched around for his phone, only to find that it was under the duvet of the bed that Hoseok had made. Hoseok made a sound of acknowledgement before leaving to use the bathroom.

"Can't wait for it to just be me and you hyung! I'm gonna beat your ass at Mario Kart,"

"Yah! Yoongi-hyung is coming back at 3, he wouldn't approve that kind of talk!"

"Hey! That's cheating!"

They had decided to play Mario Kart after a late lunch at 2pm. Mario Kart just meant that Jimin was beating Hoseok's ass, basically. Jimin smirked and countered back with,
"It's not cheating, hyung, it's just skills." Hoseok nudged Jimin rather aggressively, only to get a more aggressive shove in return.

They carried on with the game. Jimin won, obviously. Hoseok ended up playfully wrestling Jimin on the couch until Jimin shouted,
"Stop, you're gonna break the controller!" Hoseok stood up and let Jimin put the controller down on the coffee table. He was about to pounce on Jimin again but Jimin beat him to it, playfully punching him on the back. Hoseok tried to shove him away. Jimin grabbed onto him. Hoseok hit him back. Jimin shoved him.