BTS Caretaker ( BTS x OC)

Chapter 75: Spasm IV

Upon their arrival at the backstage, they were again welcomed by a loud clap and cheer from the crews and Bighit staffs included Seul. She was standing at the corner, watching them diligently with a proud smile. No words could describe her feelings that time. She was as overwhelmed as them.

Jungkook scrutinized the large area looking for the one face that he hoped to see and soon grinning from ear to ear once their gaze locked. Seul mouthed him a congratulation with big two thumbs up. He winked at her way and muttered a thank you before shifting his attention to the cameras in front of him.

They were supposed to do a quick backstage interview after winning the trophy, so everyone had moved to another side of the area. It was hectic with crews running from one place to another making sure everything ran smoothly.

On the other hand, Hoseok took a deep breath trying to calm down his aching nerve. His heart was racing, almost like it wanted to get off his chest. He stood behind Namjoon together with Jimin, whilst others paid attention to the interviewer. Soon, Hoseok felt a painful knot in his stomach and throat.

This heavy feeling tugging his heart making him hard to breathe. Jimin noticed his rapid breathing, he reached out to touch the older guy's back "Hyung, are you alright?" he whispered. Hoseok steadied his breathing and shot the latter a small smile "I need to use the restroom, am I allowed to leave for a moment?" he murmured.

Just about time, their interview with the news outlet was done and they were ready to move to the next one before Jimin interrupted. "Hyung, Hoseok hyung need to go to the restroom, can he?" Namjoon patted his shoulder, looking concern "Are you alright Hobi?" he blinked.

"Y-eah... just nature call..." one of the managers came to his side, assisting him out from the crowd to find the restroom.

Squishing between the crowd was dizzying and he was lagged behind trying to catch up the man in front of him. Hoseok felt like throwing up as he clutched onto his belly refraining it from coming out. The vision in front of him was blurry and he's drenched in sweat. Not caring of the surrounding, he dragged his heavy feet to escape the crowd and to find a quiet place to calm himself.

He bumped into something more like someone along his journey. It was not hard to recognize the owner of the voice, Seul only her. Seul grabbed his hand, holding onto it tight "Hobi, are you alright? You don't look good?" she looked at him in sheer horror.

Hoseok tightened the grip around her wrist, as his hand shook followed by his heavy breathing. Seul pulled his arm in daze trying to find a more secluded place for him to regain his composure. Hurriedly Seul made a sharp turn at the corner and opened the door to a random room which appeared to be empty, thankfully.

She closed the door behind him and sat the panic guy on the chair. "Alright, calm down your breathing, take a deep breath, take a deep breath Hobi" she knelt down at his level, giving a soft squish on his hand.

"I c-ant" Hoseok clutched onto his chest, continue breathing loudly through his nose.

"You have to hold your breath for few seconds before releasing it. Think of happy thought, something that can calm you" Seul said in panic.

Hoseok weirded out upon hearing her statement and his chest moving heavily following his unstable breathing "Okay wait! Just try to hold your breathing!" desperately Seul held onto both his hand tight "together with me 1, 2, 3" Hoseok followed her but failed to do so.

"OH GOD! What should I do" Hoseok squeezed his eyes together forcing the air out from his lung and made another attempt. Seeing how Hoseok struggled, she had finally decided to take the matter in her own hand. Hence, without wasting any time, Seul cupped one of his cheek "I am sorry I have to do this" she closed the gap between them, hovering his lips with hers.

Hoseok's breath hitched for few seconds as she drank in his gasps and sighs.

He couldn't breathe.

Momentarily paralyzed.

His mind was in a haze.

The way how their lips intertwined onto each other, darken Hoseok's thought. He never thought of having such close contact with her. How was he supposed to react to this?

She pulled away staring blankly at Hoseok hoping the techniques worked to stop his panic attack. And, it did. Hoseok breathed softly and forced the words out "How did you do that?" he uttered in bafflement.

Seul licked her lower lips, smiling meekly "I read once, if you hold your breath, it could stop your panic attack" the older guy was trying to recover himself from the sudden kiss that they shared. Even though her intention was to help him but why was he feeling fuzzy over it?

Hoseok shrugged the thought off from his mind, blinking few times and finally breathing normally again.

"Are you okay?" she felt self-conscious after the kiss. Not that she wanted to make it sounded like it was very special to her, still it was a kiss. The skinship was intimate not just a mere hug.

Did she just get herself into another trouble?

The two of them stayed in the room for ten more minutes giving Hoseok a space to regain his sanity. Now that his breathing normalized, Seul felt her blood rushed on her face, tainting her cheeks red. None of them dared to speak a thing, still bewildered by their own action.

"I..think we need to go find others. They must be worried" Seul broke the silence and making her way to the door.

Hoseok bit his lower lips, surpassing his grin "Thank you Seul, for....yeah"

Seul moved her head, nodding slowly at his way as they were back in the scene searching for others before they made a fuss over Hoseok's disappearance.