Music is My Lover

Chapter 59: You're An idiot, Yoongi

Yoongi woke up in a hospital room, he sat up alarmed and accidentally yanked the tube that supplied him with fluids. He held onto his arm where the needle had tugged painfully and let himself fall back on the raised pillow behind him frustrated.

He looked at his watch and noticed it was late and he had promised to let you know he was fine after the concert. He didn't want you to worry, but he looked around for his phone and couldn't find it. A change of clothes sat on a chair nearby, but there were no signs of other belongings.

Taking the room's phone, he called the reception to see if there was anyone he could talk to. Shortly after, he saw Namjoon through the glass on the door before he walked in. Thank goodness it is not Jin, he thought. The leader took a seat without a word and glared at him.

"How are you feeling now, Yoongi hyung?" he asked still frowning.

"Much better, the headache's more bearable even" Yoongi replied with a small smile, but Joon didn't flinch. He started second guessing if Jin scolding him was worse than this.

He raised his index finger to the IV bag "it's thanks to the nutritional solution, which you could have avoided by eating" the younger said sternly.

"I would have if I could, but you know how it is" the older one complained irritated, he knew exactly what this was. He had been there every single time he lost his appetite due to stressful situations.

"When were you going to tell us how bad it was? You haven't kept food or water down in days? That's not how it is" he retorted with a harsh tone.

Yoongi dropped the attitude, it was true. He usually wasn't hungry, but he ate and drank water anyway. He hadn't been able to keep anything down or swallow, not even liquid. "You know, I tried, but I threw it all up" he answered irritated at his tone nonetheless.

"Had you said something before, you would have found out you have a stomach ulcer and you wouldn't be dehydrated and underweight by 12 fucking pounds, Yoongi-yah!" Namjoon raised his voice trying to make him understand this was not something to brush off as he had done.

Yoongi simply nodded and looked away feeling stupid. It never crossed his mind that the dull pain in his stomach was anything but hunger and he just assumed that his lack of appetite was the reason he was nauseous. His anxiety had got out of hand, the heartburn made it clear that the stress had messed up with his stomach.

"You'd better get some rest. We leave for Singapore in a few hours" the leader said in a calmer voice now that his hyung had finally stopped trying to justify himself. "Don't forget to take your medication" he added nodding to the bottle on the beside table.

"Namjoon-ah" Yoongi stopped him before he opened the door. The younger one thought he knew what he was going to ask from experience.

"The concert was okay, unfortunately a statement will be released in the morning about your health status as there is no way to make up for your absence" the leader explained but he wanted to know more. He furrowed his eyebrows confused for a second.

"Do you have my phone by chance?" the older one asked and he chuckled realizing what the look on his hyung's face meant.

"Your girlfriend actually called me when she couldn't reach you an hour after the concert, she knows" he reassured him and continued "she told me to say you'll hear from her, it sounded like she was fuming." Namjoon looked amused and Yoongi laughed humorlessly.

"Thank you. Good night" he said and the younger one wished him a good sleep and walked out. Yoongi assumed he was heading back to the hotel. He actually took a seat in the waiting room and leaned back on an armchair to try and get some sleep.