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Hurts

In which Jungkook has appendicitis and Jimin is a great hyung.

Featuring Jungkook as the sickie and Jimin as the caretaker

Emeto-centric

Enjoy~

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Jungkook is not having a good day, and that is putting it lightly. Very lightly.

He woke up feeling generally “off.” Not enough to miss out on practice or anything major, but he definitely wasn’t feeling his best. It only gets worse as the day progresses, however, to the point where his stomach is starting to really hurt.

At one point, Jungkook winces when he feels a sharp pain coursing through his abdomen. Jimin seems to notice this, placing a support hand on his back. “Are you hurt?” he asks, worried that Jungkook may have injured himself. Practice hasn’t exactly been easy lately, so it would make sense.

Jungkook, however, shakes his head. “I’m okay,” he says, though it sounds a little forced. “My stomach just hurts a little. Must have been something I ate.”

“Aww, I’m sorry,” Jimin says sympathetically, rubbing Jungkook’s arm. “It’s probably just indigestion, but let me know if you start feeling worse, okay?” Jungkook just nods.

He does feel worse. He feels much, much worse when it’s already past midnight, but it’s not like he is going to say anything. The other members need rest just as badly if not more so than he does and he doesn’t want to disturb them over a little stomach ache.

At one point, his stomach seems to tighten up to the point where he can feel stomach acid rising up his throat, forcing him to rush to the bathroom as quickly as possible. Jungkook doesn’t even need to gag before partially-digested food is spilling past his parted lips into the porcelain bowl below him.

He coughs, bringing up more stomach acid with each retch. Jungkook wants nothing more than for one of his hyungs to stroke his hair and tell him he’ll be all right, but that isn’t possible right now. Everyone is asleep.

Or so he thought.

Jimin makes his way to the bathroom when he hears a strange noise from down the hall. He raps a knuckle against the door, checking to see if anyone is occupying the bathroom or if the strange noise was simply his imagination.

Then, he hears a retch followed by liquid splashing into water. That’s when he decides to screw privacy and let himself in; obviously, something is very wrong and he isn’t about to leave without investigating further.

Jimin gasps when he sees Jungkook doubled over, coughing up vomit, looking pale and shaky. “Oh, Kookie,” he says softly, pulling the makae’s hair back. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?”

“Didn’t–“ he is cut off by a cough, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Didn’t want to wake you up.”

“You could’ve woken me up if you’re feeling this bad,” Jimin says, filling up a cup of water and handing it to Jungkook for him to rinse his mouth out. He places the palm of his hand to Jungkook’s forehead, checking his temperature. He frowns at the result. “You feel like you’re running a fever, Gguk. You probably caught a bug.”

Jungkook nods, bringing up one last stream of vomit before standing up shakily, which Jimin helps him out with. “Hyung,” he whimpers, a bit delirious and emotional from the fever. “It hurts.”

“You’re okay, Jungkook,” Jimin says, leading him back to his bed. “Your stomach is probably just sore from throwing up. I’ll get you a cold compress and then you can try to go back to sleep. I’ll stay here with you if you want.”

Jungkook nods. “Please,” he says, to which Jimin smiles.

In the morning, thins only get worse.

When Jimin tries to wake him up by shaking him gently, Jungkook hisses in pain, eyes shut tightly. Jimin looks shocked. What did he do to cause this kind of reaction from him? It’s not like he was being rough or forceful, so why does he look like he is in so much pain?

“Hurts, Jimin,” Jungkook says through gritted teeth as he clutches his abdomen. “Hurts.”

“Where does it hurt, Gguk?” Jimin asks. If Jungkook simply has a stomach bug, he shouldn’t be in this much pain. Something is definitely wrong and Jimin needs to find out why. When the maknae doesn’t give him a verbal answer, he takes matters into his own hands, pressing as gently as possible on different areas of Jungkook’s stomach.

Nothing in particular seems to elicit any major reaction. That is, until Jimin presses down lightly on the right side of Jungkook’s lower abdomen. The maknae practically howls in pain, a few tears slipping past his tightly-shut eyes.

“I’m sorry, Gguk,” Jimin says quickly. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.” He knows Jungkook understands this, but he still feels the need to apologize. It hurts to see his dongsaeng in such immense pain. “I think we need to take you to the hospital,” he says eventually. “This isn’t just a stomach bug. I can get Jin-hyung to drive us, okay?”

Jungkook isn’t in any position to reply, but Jimin hopes he can at least hear and process his words.

“Jin-hyung!” Jimin calls out as soon as he steps into the man’s room. “I need your help. It’s an emergency.”

Jin immediately springs into action, eyes wide as the adrenaline kicks in. “What’s wrong?”

“Jungkook,” Jimin says, leading Jin to the maknae’s room. “He was throwing up a lot yesterday and I thought it was just a bug, but he’s in too much pain for it to be that. I think he might have appendicitis or something.”

“Okay,” Jin says, letting out a deep breath. “Jungkook,” he says gently, nudging the maknae on his shoulder. “We need you to get up. You have to go to the hospital.”

Jungkook moans, but he manages to sit up with the help of the two vocalists, both members eventually helping him to his feet as well. Jungkook walks shakily with the two out the door and into Jin’s car.

The ride isn’t particularly eventful, but Jungkook mentions feeling nauseous again, so Jimin scrambled to find an empty grocery bag just in case.

When they arrive at the hospital, Jungkook is checked in immediately. “You’ll be okay, bunny,” Jimin says with a smile to reassure him. “You’ll feel better soon, I promise.”

A doctor takes Jungkook back to the emergency room to examine him and find out what is causing him so much pain. Jimin and Jin aren’t allowed to follow, so they wait patiently, hands interlocked as they inform the others of the situation.

An hour later, a doctor comes back without Jungkook to explain the situation. “You were right to bring him in,” she says. “It appears that Jeon Jeongguk-ssi has appendicitis. We have already begun the operation, so it will likely be a few more hours before his condition stabilizes and you can visit him.”

“O-operation?” Jimin repeats. “He’ll be okay, right?”

The doctor nods. “Because you acted so quickly in bringing him in to us, he will be just fine,” she says. “The procedure is not risky and certainly not anything worth worrying about. The only possible side-effects are it getting infected, but with antibiotics and monitoring it closely, that shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Okay,” Jimin says, satisfied with the answer. “Thank you.” The doctor gives a slight bow before leaving.

The other members eventually arrive, all looking equally worried. Jimin and Jin take turns explaining the situation, but make sure to mention the fact that Jungkook will be all right.

“I was so worried,” Jimin says. “All I did was shake him to wake him up and he started practically screaming.”

“You did well, Jimin,” Jin says. “If you had waited longer, the surgery wouldn’t have been as benign as it is. You’re a really good hyung.”

Jimin gives a shy smile, looking down at his lap. It feels like he waited too long, but everyone so far has been saying that he actually acted very quickly. He has no choice but to believe their words for now.

After hours that feel like years, the same doctor comes back to the waiting room, smile on her face. “Good news,” she says, all of the members’ faces perking up immediately. “The surgery went well and Jungkook is currently resting. You are free to visit him if you’d like. He will be discharged in a day or two and I’ll be writing a prescription for antibiotics.”

“Thank you,” Jimin says. All of the members make their way to Jungkook’s room, eager to see him.

“Kookie!” Hoseok says excitedly as soon as he lays eyes on the maknae. He pulls him into a hug, careful not to put any pressure on his abdomen. “You’re all right!”

Jungkook relaxes into the hug, giving a light chuckle. “I’m okay,” he says as if to give reassurance to the members.

“How are you feeling?” Jin asks once Hoseok pulls away from the hug. He sits down on the edge of the bed, looking the maknae up and down. He looks okay, but very tired. That’s understandable.

“Okay,” Jungkook says. “A lot better than before.”

“That isn’t really saying much,” Jimin says jokingly, though there is some truth to his words. “Are you in pain anywhere? Do you still feel sick at all?”

“It still hurts a little on my right side,” Jungkook says, “but not as much as before. It’s just throbbing a little right now. I’m a little nauseous, but the doctor said that would go away soon.”

“I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Jimin says. “I was so worried this morning. You’re so strong, Jungkook.”

“It’s not a big deal,” Jungkook says as he rolls his eyes, though the embarrassment is evident in his rosy cheeks. “Yoongi-hyung had appendicitis, too.”

“And you handled it much better than I did,” Yoongi says. “But that’s partially because you have Jimin looking out for you like a guard dog.”

“You know it,” Jimin says cheekily.

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