A/N: this chapter describes a rather detailed description of a fainting episode. just thought i would throw in a warning in case any of you are uneasy or uncomfortable around descriptions of health issues~

fireside- arctic monkeys

~YOONGI'S POV~

"Yoongi! Jin! You're both too far over! How many times am I going to have to give you these corrections?!" Johnson exclaimed angrily, pausing the music yet again. The other members audibly sighed, but whether it was a sigh that stemmed from being grateful for a break or a sigh that stemmed from being mad they had to stop yet again was unclear.

"Sorry," Jin apologized, struggling to even out his breathing while Yoongi remained silent. He was beyond exhausted, and now growing irritable and frustrated. Over the past week since the announcement of the debut and music video, Yoongi's body had been pushed unbelievably past its breaking point. He'd been enduring a rather unrealistic diet and workout regime, all on top of the excessive time spent working on the choreography for the music video. He was struggling to drink enough water, to get enough sleep, to find time to even talk to you on the phone for a minute. These things on top of one another resulted in a terribly foul mood and an overall foul physical feeling.

"Run it again. Now," Johnson ordered as he started the music again. A flare of anger overwhelmed Yoongi, his body rejecting the idea of another full-out run of the dance. But, the others straightened out into their positions, and Yoongi knew he didn't have any other choice but to fall in line, running the choreography for the 15th time that day.

He stumbled through this performance, but fortunately, most of the other members did too. The dance studio smelled of sweat, and it was finally obvious to Johnson that he wasn't going to be able to push them much farther today.

"Whatever, just stop for the day," Johnson began, glancing down at his watch. "Be here in the morning at seven, sharp."

Assorted sighs of relief flooded the room as some of the members sat down on the floor, the others beelining for something to drink. Yoongi's legs were shaky, he suddenly began feeling extremely lightheaded, and his breathing was abnormally fast. The unfamiliar sick feeling sent shocks of panic throughout his body, but he remained quiet and complacent in his spot, hoping the symptoms would quickly pass.

"Yoongi, are you okay?" Namjoon asked, concern filling his voice as he approached him, "Do you want some water?"

"I'm okay," Yoongi lied rather weakly, his breath accelerating at an alarming rate.

"You don't look okay," Namjoon argued, seeming unsure of Yoongi's well-being, the worry in his voice becoming clear. Truth was, Namjoon was right. Yoongi wasn't okay, but he was hesitant to say that or to admit anything. The last thing he wanted was for the others to think that he was too weak, that he couldn't handle this; the pressure, the hard work, the mental and physical exhaustion of it all.

"I'm fine," Yoongi lied again through his uneven breaths, but his physical appearance was giving him away. He was suddenly overwhelmed with an intense wave of nausea, and he swayed slightly, springing Namjoon into action as he reached to catch Yoongi's arm.

"You should sit down," Namjoon pressed, still holding onto Yoongi tightly, truthfully the only reason he was still standing upright.

"Something's wrong," Yoongi breathed, admitting then that something really was wrong, and that his terrible feeling wasn't getting better, but worse and more intense as time went by. Never in his life had he felt this bad and this unstable.

"I got you," Namjoon supported Yoongi's weight, helping him get to the floor. Most of the other members had filtered out of the gym, leaving only Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok left.

"J-Joon," Yoongi managed the sudden movement from standing to sitting furthering his disorientation.

"Try sitting up and putting your head between your knees. That'll help get more blood flow and oxygen to your head," Namjoon instructed, a hand on Yoongi's back. While his voice was calming to Yoongi, it was starting to feel like it was far away. There were spots in his vision, and chills were beginning to overwhelm every inch of his skin. But with Namjoon's help, Yoongi managed to make it into that position.

"Woah, what's wrong with Yoongi?!" That was Hoseok, his voice expressing concern that was even heavier than what Namjoon's had been.

"I think he's about to pass out," concern was blatant in Namjoon's worried voice, "Can you run and get Johnson or someone? Ask if any of our medics are still here?" Namjoon asked, causing Yoongi to lift his head. He was immediately disoriented again, another extreme wave of nausea and dizziness passing over him.

"Don't call anyone," he groaned, wiping the cold sweat from his upper lip. Hoseok crouched down beside Yoongi, opposite of where Namjoon was already beside him. "I don't want to cause any problems."

"Yoon, you should keep your head down. You look really pale," Hoseok suggested softly, attempting to keep Yoongi calm.

Yoongi complied, putting his head back down between his knees.

"Hoseok, you stay with him? I'm starting to get worried, and I really think I should go get someone," Namjoon removed the hand he had on Yoongi's back, standing up after doing so. Hoseok put a hand on Yoongi's back in place of where Namjoon's had been, fearful about how stable he really was.

"No worries, I got him," Hoseok agreed.

"I'll hurry back," Namjoon replied, footsteps retreating.

Yoongi whipped his head up once more to protest, but that one more bit of disorienting motion was all it took.

That's when Yoongi passed out.

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"Is he okay?"

"He's probably fine, but I'll take a closer look at his vitals to be sure. He should wake up anytime now."

"Are you sure we handled it right?"

"You did right by getting him to the floor. If he had fallen wrong then he could've broken one of his arms or legs, or maybe even gotten a concussion. He's lucky you caught his head when he started to fall back, Hoseok."

Yoongi stirred slightly, eyes slowly fluttering open even though they were at first unable to register the light and the people leaning over him.

"Yoon? Are you okay?" He thought the voice came from Namjoon, but he wasn't sure. He blinked a few more times, and suddenly things were clear like everything had finally been snapped into focus.

"I'm okay," Yoongi finally managed some comprehensive words. He was more aware of his surroundings then; he was still lying on the floor of the dance studio, and there were a few people sitting beside him. Hoseok, Namjoon, and one of the nurses on staff.

"Lay there for a minute before you try to sit up," the nurse instructed.

"What happened? Why did I faint?"

"I'm not positive, but based on what Namjoon and Hoseok have told me, I have a good guess. You're malnourished, dehydrated, over-exhausted, and you over-heated in dance practice. All of that put together is a perfect recipe for a fainting episode," the nurse explained and Yoongi let out a sigh. He was frustrated that the way his body had been treated had finally caught up with him, but he was somewhat grateful that not all the members were around to see it. "Why don't you try sitting up now?"

With the help of the others, Yoongi slowly rose to a sitting position and was pleased to find that the disorientation and dizziness he was feeling before had finally completely subsided. He sighed.

"First, I know you all are on rather strict diets right now, but I'm overruling some of that for everyone. You guys can't be at your best if you're having fainting episodes. I'll be speaking with the nutritionist to work out a better plan. We want to take care of you guys, okay? We want you to be healthy. Second, part of this was self-induced; drinking enough water and getting enough sleep is vital to your success," The nurse wasn't just talking to Yoongi, but to the other boys as well. "You all need to take care of yourselves."

"Yes, ma'am," Namjoon said, and Hoseok nodded.

"How are you doing Yoongi?" she asked.

"Better, now."

"Good. You should go back to your dorm and take it easy for the rest of the day, alright? Make sure you eat dinner and drink a lot of water. If you start feeling bad later, call me or come to my office. Here's my card," the nurse passed her business card over and Yoongi accepted it graciously, putting it into his pocket.

"Thank you for all your help," Yoongi offered a smile, and the nurse nodded, getting up and leaving.

"Want us to help you up?" Namjoon offered, but Yoongi shook his head.

"I think I got it."

The three boys stood and began to make their way back to the dorms.

"Yoon, why were you so insistent that we didn't get help for you?" Hoseok asked, curious.

"I just didn't want to cause a scene, or to make the others think that I wasn't working hard enough," Yoongi admitted, scratching the back of his neck.

"You fainting would be a sign that you weren't working hard enough? Yoongi that was a sign that you were overworking yourself," Namjoon replied, seemingly sad that Yoongi had felt that way at all. "You should know by now that none of us would look at you any differently just because you had some health issues."

"I know..." Yoongi sighed, "I was honestly just embarrassed in the moment. It was dumb."

"We're here for you, Yoongi. You shouldn't feel that way next time," Hoseok added sincerely.

"Thank you, guys. Really."

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"Delivery!" Namjoon called out as he walked through the dorm door, three boxes of pizza occupying his hands.

"Nice," Yoongi sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes, just woken up from a nap. Jimin hopped down from the top bunk, overly excited at the arrival of food.

Yoongi yawned and reached for his phone, turning it back on.

"Yoon, come on. Let's eat," Namjoon said, sitting down on the floor alongside Yoongi, beginning to open up the pizza boxes.

"Coming," Yoongi yawned again, disconnecting his phone from the charger and joining the other boys on the floor.

New Message from ^^ Y/N: yooooooooooonnnnnnngiiiiiiiiiii. how was ur day?

Yoongi set down the piece of pizza he was eating, and contemplated his response for a moment.

"Do you guys think I should tell Y/N about what happened today?" he sighed, looking down at his phone.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't you?" Namjoon replied through a mouth full of food.

"I just don't want her to worry about me," Yoongi said uneasily.

"But if she finds out that you kept it from her, it's just going to make her mad," Jimin spoke up, much to Yoongi's surprise. It was rare for Jimin to speak up, or to be bold at that point in time. He was still a bit shy around the members, especially around the older members.

"Yeah, you guys are probably right," Yoongi shrugged, "But, um, if it happens to come up, just don't say anything, okay?"

"Sure, whatever," Namjoon said indifferently, starting another slice of pizza.

Yoongi bit his lip, still unsure of whether or not he wanted to tell the truth. It felt wrong to hide it from you, but he also didn't want you to be worrying about him and his health more than you already were. He was better now, and the fainting likely wouldn't happen again as long he followed the nurse's directions. So, there was really no reason to burden you with the truth. He sat there for a few more moments, thinking it all through again before he made his decision.

New Message to ^^ Y/N: it was pretty good ~ joon and jimin and i are eating pizza lol. how was yours, babe? (: