"One, two, bah. bah. bah!" Hobi was helping the rest of the BTS members through more choreography practice, as they were learning a new dance routine and had multiple scheduled performances coming up. Most of the members were catching on pretty quickly, but were exhausted from practicing all day. Jungkook was the only one having trouble keeping up this time, which was unusual for him.

"Jungkook, you still have to get the third step right. You're supposed to turn left and stop , not keep going," Hobi was getting a bit frustrated that Jungkook was having such a difficult time today. Now wasn't the time for slacking, and being the dance leader made Hobi feel a lot more pressured into making sure everyone had their steps right.

"Sorry, I'll get it I swear. I'll practice at home too hyung. Seriously don't worry about it," Jungkook didn't want to admit to anyone that he wasn't feeling the best right now. He was terrified of disappointing people or letting anyone down, so he'd kept to himself that he's had a severe headache and has been feeling queasy the past few days. He figured he'd just sleep it off when he could and he would feel better eventually.

Taehyung walked over to the two after they finally finished practice and were packing up to head home, " Seriously Kook, our first live show is in less than a week. I get the choreography is hard but I know you can dance a lot better than this. We can't change it at this point either.." he was concerned about his maknae not getting the choreography correct in time.

"I told you I will just practice at home too, okay? It will be fine, I promise!" The maknae was getting irritated with being constantly reminded that he was doing poorly, how many times did he have to tell them he would practice extra at home!? All the members packed up and went back to the dorm where they all lived together. Jin and Yoongi began making dinner while the rest of the members were elsewhere doing their own thing. Namjoon and Hobi went off to read while Taehyung and Jimin were playing the Playstation in the bedroom they shared with Jungkook. Jin had asked Jungkook to help with the cooking. Yoongi noticed Jungkook had been oddly quiet and a bit slow with things while he was helping. He walked over to him, " Maknae, are you feeling okay? I know today was rough but don't beat yourself up about it," he tried to sound reassuring. He hated seeing Jungkook not his lively self.

"I'm fine, I'm just tired. I think the pressure of our upcoming schedule just has me a little bit stressed out. I'll be fine," he told his Yoongi-hyung.

"Jungkook-ah can you pass me that cutting board over there?" Jin gestured to a board that was sitting on the kitchen counter. Jungkook grabbed it and went to hand it to Jin, but as he was walking he suddenly felt dizzy and started to fall to the floor. Jin caught him, "Kookie what just happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just got dizzy." Jin was really worried, he put the back of his hand to his maknae's forehead. "Oh my god kookie, you're burning up. Are you sick? Or have you been sick? Is that why the dancing was so hard today?"

"I just haven't felt very good. It's nothing though, I'm fine hyung I swear."

"Why didn't you tell anyone you don't feel good? Hobi would have went a lot easier on you at practice. Yoongi and I can finish making dinner, you should just go rest. We'll let you know when it's ready," Jin told him. Jungkook liked that advice, so he went into the room he shared with Jimin and Taehyung and laid down on the bed while watching them play video games. The two were playing some fighting game against eachother, and Taehyung was absolutely pissed because he kept losing to Jimin.

"Jungkook-ah what are you doing? You said you would practice more when we got home. You still have to learn the main part of the chorus," Taehyung told his maknae without taking his eyes of the TV while fighting Jimin's character. "I know. I just need a break for a minute," Jungkook replied with tiredness in his voice. Whatever this sickness was, was really starting to kick his butt. Now he could feel his fever, he felt really hot, and he was dizzy, and tired, and his stomach hurt. Without realizing it he had fallen asleep on the bed.

Jimin turned to him and shook his shoulder, " Jungkookie wake up. It's been almost half an hour, you should practice a little bit," the maknae didn't really respond , he just nodded with his eyes closed. Jimin wasn't all that worried about it though, he knew Jungkook would get the choreography down in no time. A few minutes later the sound of Taehyung yelling angrily at the TV woke Jungkook up, when Taehyung saw he woke up he also pestered him, " Jungkook, you need to practice. At least a little bit before tomorrow."

"Okay, okay," The maknae was annoyed that his two hyungs wouldn't just leave it alone, so he got up and went to the back of the bedroom. He didn't need all that much room to practice, he figured he could just kind of go over the steps in his head. He didn't feel like putting that much effort in anyways, he felt like garbage. While practicing some of the moves , he started to feel dizzy again. He had moved closer to Jimin and Taehyung, and while going over a specific part his dizziness got the best of him and he fell on top of Taehyung, knocking his hyungs controller out of his hand.

In a burst of anger, Taehyung instantly smacked Jungkook across the face, " Are you freaking kidding me Jungkook?! You made me lose! Is the choreography seriously THAT hard for you?! Maybe you should just sit out for the performance if you can't even stand up!"

Jimin spoke up, "Woah! Taehyung calm down, he just fell. Leave him alone. It's not like he meant to make you lose. It was an accident, why would you hit him?! It's not his fault you suck at this game!" Jimin joked. Jungkook had slowly crawled his way back into his bed and began to cry, pulling his blanket up to cover his head. Now not only did he physically not feel good, but he didn't feel good emotionally either. Taehyung had never hit him before. Taehyung was too angry to admit he felt really guilty. He didn't mean to hit Jungkook, but the stress of the past few days had been building up and his anger over losing this stupid game got the best of him all at once. Jimin and Taehyung turned to see both Jin and Yoongi walk into their room, " What's all the damn yelling in here?" Yoongi turned to Taehyung, then turned to see Jungkook curled up under the blankets and he could tell the maknae was crying. "I asked you why there is yelling, and Jungkook are you alright? Is your fever still bad?" he asked while walking over to Jungkook to check on him.

"Fever?" Jimin and Taehyung spoke in unison with concerned voices. They both turned to Jin who was still standing at the door, " Yeah, I don't know how long he's been sick but that's why he was having a hard time today. He has a fever, we told him to rest after he almost passed out in the kitchen."

Jimin and Taehyung both turned to Jungkook, who was refusing to let Yoongi move the blanket from over his face. Taehyung felt his heart sink to his stomach. As if he didn't feel guilty enough before, now he felt even worse. He didn't realize his maknae had been sick, no wonder he was struggling so much. He felt terrible for saying the mean things he had said and for smacking him. It wasn't like Taehyung at all to act like that. Taehyung walked over to Jungkook's bed, "Can I talk to him alone please?" he asked the other three.

"Be nice to him," Jimin warned as he left the room with Jin and Yoongi. Once the three had left, Taehyung got into Jungkook's bed and cuddled his arms around him. He tried to pull the blanket off his maknae's face but he still wouldn't let that happen. "Kookie, I'm really sorry. I never meant to hit you. And I didn't mean the stuff I said about the choreography either. If I had just known you were sick..." Jungkook was ignoring him as he continued to just silently cry under the blanket. "Kookie please, I'm really sorry," Taehyung's guilt got the best of him and he began to cry too. He felt absolutely horrible. Jungkook finally pulled the blanket down from his face and Taehyung could see his maknae's face was super flushed and his eyes were bloodshot from the tears. Jungkook finally spoke up, " You didn't have to hit me. I didn't mean to fall on you. I just got dizzy and fell."

" I know, I don't know how many times you want me to say I'm sorry but I am. I know I shouldn't have done that. I feel like shit," Taehyung went to wipe the tears off Jungkook's face and could feel Jungkook burning up. "Oh my God, Jungkook you're on fire," he was even more concerned than before. "I try my best," Jungkook said jokingly and winking, causing the two to laugh together. Taehyung clutched his maknae's cheeks and gave him a small kiss on his face where he had smacked him, " I'm seriously really sorry. Please forgive me?" he asked.

"I'll have to think about it," he said jokingly as he started to tickle Taehyung. Taehyung gripped him in a tight hug when Yoongi came back in, "Dinner is ready," he told his maknae's. The two got up and headed to the kitchen and sat next to eachother while joining the other members at the table. Jin had already mentioned to everyone else that Jungkook was sick. "Jungkookie you should have said you were sick sooner, I would have gone easier on you today," Hobi said apologetically.

"I probably should have said something. I'm sorry hyungs. I just didn't want to disappoint anyone," he said while looking down at the floor. Taehyung hugged him again, " You could never disappoint us. You're our golden maknae remember?" this got a chuckle out of all the members. After dinner everyone decided to head straight to bed as they were all exhausted from their recently busy schedule. Taehyung decided to sleep in Jungkook's bed and cuddle him all night, he still felt really guilty. In the morning, to his surprise and relief, Jungkook felt a lot better. His stomach had eased up and his headache was gone along with the dizzy feeling he'd been getting. This made for a great and productive dance practice that day, and the members realized they could always count on Jungkook, they had nothing to worry about to begin with.

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