Chapter 11- Déjà Vu¿

DUDE ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE DYNAMITE DROPPED BUT I STILL CANT GET OVER IT IT TOPPED THE BILLBOARD CHART ON JK'S BDAY LIKE DUDE THAT IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER

Let's get it~ Oh yea I didn't mention this cuz I sucked, but Jimin decided to help Jungkook from the beginning cuz he felt bad for the prank and stuff- actually that doesn't make sense never mind ignore that•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

[Jungkook POV]

I woke up in cold sweat the next day. It felt as if I was laying in a bed that was in the middle of Antarctica, and the AC wasn't even on.

Just then, I realised it had been particularly difficult to breathe. My throat burned and my brain felt as if it was about to explode. Not to mention that my stomach was killing me.Then it hit.

Great. I was too busy worrying about my fu*king hyungs that I had completely forgotten about my illness from the start.

Why didn't the hospital cure- oh right, I was dying.

[A/N: No shit Sherlock-]

I groaned, flipping my sore being over onto my side.

Curling up in a ball, I wrapped my arms around my churning stomach, in hopes of the pain easing soon.

[Author POV]

"Yah Jimin-ssi can you go get Jungkook up?"

"Why me? Why can't like...Jin hyung do it?"

Namjoon sighed, knowing Jimin hasn't grasped onto the fact that Jungkook still hates them.

"He probably still hates us. You're the only one he actually trusts at this point."

[Jimin POV]

I quietly stepped up the staircase and knocked on the door, receiving no response.

I crack the door open to see a bunny ball under about 5 blankets. It was hard to notice, but if you look carefully that pile is "vibrating".

"Kook?"

I only received a groan of annoyanceI lifted the blankets and softly gasped.

Jungkook's face was deathly pale, he was covered in a layer of sweat and his arms were secured around his abdomen.

I lifted a hand to his forehead and hissed at the heat radiating off of him.

"H-hyung.." Jungkook called out to me in his hoarse voice, which I immediately responded to.

"I need to get Jin hyung. Do you think you can wait for a couple minutes?" I replied, fumbling around with the thermometer.

"N-no...I don't want them to t-take care o-of me.."

It took some persuading but I managed to get Jungkook to agree for the rest of them to take care of them, because I don't think I can deal with it alone.

As I prepared the thermometer, I heard the sheets move around but I didn't think much of it. After disinfecting the thermometer (because truth is, we haven't had someone sick in 6 months) I turned around to see Jungkook booking it out of the room towards the bathroom. I quickly wrapped the thermometer in a tissue and followed....Loud splashes of liquid and painful retches could be heard coming from the closed door.

A chesty cough resounded throughout the dorm as I entered the bathroom.

The sight broke my heart. Jungkook was hunched over the toilet bowl, face pale as he choked up the contents of his stomach.

I immediately dropped to my knees and pushed his bangs up, rubbing his back as he continued to jerk forward with every gag.

This really felt like déjà vu.

Hurried footsteps approached the bathroom door as it swung open, missing me by a hair's breadth.

The other 5 members stood there with worry and concern written all over their faces.

"Kook's sick" I mouthed, and they immediately understood.

Then, I felt Jungkook go limp against me, but i held him up and sat his head down on my lap.He was not unconscious, thankfully, but he seemed to be on the verge of passing out.

He opened his eyes oh-so-slightly and flinched the moment he saw the other 5. I noticed Jin-hyung's eyes fill with guilt when he realised Jungkook was still terrified of them.

He lowered himself carefully and held one of Jungkook's hands.

"Kook...I-I'm so sorry for what we had done in the past, we all are. Please forgive us! Let us help you...None of us like seeing you in this state,"

Jin-hyung pleaded, as Jungkook looked up at him and the others with dull eyes.

Suddenly, Jin-hyung pulled him into a hug, careful not to startle him while he's sick. Jungkook choked on his sobs, hesitating before hugging back. The others, including me, soon joined and it became a 3-minute long group hug.

What broke it was the horrible coughing fit Jungkook began to have. We all pulled away at the same time as I quickly turned him to the opening of the toilet, afraid that this coughing fit could get a littler messy.

Sure enough, bile crawled up his throat and made its way out of his mouth, splashing into the toilet.

[Jungkook POV]

It felt horrible. I felt horrible. Not only did I feel as if I just threw up my entire stomach, but my throat is now on fire and my legs have gone jelly. I can barely move, let alone walk back to my room!

Thankfully, Taehyung-hyung [A/N: God that sounds weird...sorry Tae] noticed this and lifted me up bridal style. I saw Jimin-hyung rush back to the room, I don't know why.

When I was carried in, Jimin-hyung was holding a thermometer.

"I need to take your temperature Kook. You're burning up and I just want to make sure it isn't dangerously high," He announced as Taehyung placed me on the bed.

When he put the thermometer into my mouth, we waited in a comforting silence until the device began to beep.

"39.9°C (103.82°F)..." Jimin-hyung read out with a pout on his face. He turned the thermometer off and went out of the room.

Namjoon-hyung looked at me with a soft gaze and brushed my bangs away from my sweaty forehead. "I'm so sorry...can we start over and push this behind us?"

I looked up and him and the other hyungs' pleading eyes. I smiled weakly and nodded slightly, receiving a big smile from the others.

It's back to the beginning.

Jimin-hyung came back with a tray. It had water, medicine, a hot water bottle and some ice packs wrapped in towels.

The others moved away to give him some space. He placed one ice pack on my forehead and another behind my neck. The hot water bottle he put on my cramping stomach gave me so much relief. Sadly, I still had to take medicine.

He had gotten the liquid kind, knowing I hate swallowing pills. He took out a syringe and fed me the medicine with if, not wanting me to sit up.

[Author POV]

The hyungs stayed by Jungkook's side and chatted with him. Jungkook ignored their questions about his mental health recently as he didn't want to worry them.

He knew his mental state wasn't stable but he still felt uncomfortable talking to them about it.

Jungkook had begged Jimin to cuddle with him (and he agreed because he couldn't resist Kook's puppy eyes and little pout) while all the others went back to their rooms to take a rest for the night.

They had been so caught up in conversation that they almost forgot that Jungkook had been ill.

"Get well soon Bun," Jimin whispered softly into Jungkook's ear.

Jungkook smiled, digging his head into Jimin's shoulder and sighing.

Jimin ran his hands through the maknae's hair and slowly lulled him to sleep.

...[Jungkook POV]

I woke up early the next morning and felt extremely stuffed up. I figured I just needed some fresh air so I wiggled out of Jimin-hyung's arms and quickly scribbled a note before heading out the door.

~Time skip~

"GUYS HAVE YOU SEEN JUNGKOOK?!"...Chapter 11 •END•Word Count: 1345