Book Of Oneshots (fluff) | VKOOK

O: Oxygen

Summary: Due to his lung cancer, Taehyung has to carry an oxygen tank around. Everyone is freaked out by it, except for the nice kid with the bunny smile who treats him like any other person. One day, Taehyung's tank was seeping the oxygen out and he was not breathing anymore. Jeongguk manages to save him last minute.

Taehyung sighed deeply as he was dragged to a nearby park by none other than his best friend, park Jimin. According to him, Taehyung needed some fresh air (no, he wasn't being ironic about it) because Taehyung had promptly locked himself in his room ever since he was diagnosed with lung cancer, only going out to his treatments and weekly check ups at the hospital or to fill up his oxygen tank then he'd come back home.

"Oh come on, Tae. You love parks and you love watching the kids play. You gotta take your mind off of that awful disease and enjoy your life."

"Yeah, enjoy what's left of it. What can I enjoy Jimin? I'm literally a ticking bomb and my time is running out. You and I both know I don't have much time left." He mumbled and stared ahead.

"Tae. I want you to meet someone dear to you, okay? Maybe if you find someone suitable for you, it'll help you. They say every disease is mostly mentally affected then physically." The grey haired boy explained. "Maybe finding a lover will ease your mind and that person will help you in everything. Maybe take care of you and love you unconditionally."

Taehyung shook his head. "Jimin you know I'd love that more than anything in the entire world. But that would be the cruelest thing to do. What if that person falls in love with me and I love them back but I end up dying on them? I don't have much time, Jimin. I don't want to give them so much hope and just leave them behind." He whispered and looked ahead, trying to ignore the kids passing by, staring weirdly at his tank, obvious disgusted and weirded out looks on his face. Not to mention some were even laughing.

Jimin glared heatedly at these children, making them squeak and run off then he groaned exasperated at his best friend. "You dumbass, live in the damn moment instead of waiting for your death which is hopefully far, far into the future. You don't know what might happen! You might find a donor of some kind!"

Taehyung resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his overly optimistic best friend. "Yeah. Sure. Anyway, it's not like someone would fall in love with me. Why me when you can have a healthy boyfriend who would stand by you and stay with you?"

"Oh my god. You're insufferable taehyung. I love you but you're depressing me so much." He whined and flinched when his phone rang suddenly. He picked it up. "Hello? Oh! Shit. I forgot mom." He mumbled. Taehyung could hear her screaming from where he was sitting. "Mommm. I'll get that rascal later, I'm with Taehyung right now. Yeah, he's fine. Mom!" He groaned and hung up. "She's going to murder me. I didn't pick up my little step sister from her school and they called, asking for her guardians." He sighed.

Jimin got up, grabbing his stuff. "I'm so sorry taehyungie. Mom will kill me." He kissed his cheek and ran out, screaming 'I'll call you once I get home!' before he disappeared down the block. Jimin will definitely get beaten up once he gets home. He sighed, thinking about his best friend's words. Should he really get a boyfriend? Should he try to get a lover and spend the little time he had left with them?

He sighed, deeply in thought that he hadn't noticed the ball flying right into his direction and obviously hitting him right in the jaw. "Ow!" He cried out, holding his cheek which was already starting to bruise. "Fucking hell." He groaned.

A little boy, aged no more than five ran up to him. "I'm so sorry mister!" He squeaked out, big doe eyes widening in concern and sorry. "I-I didn't mean to!" He cried out. "Hyung. H-Help!"