When you come to, your dream fissures into darkness, but a smidge of brightness peeks through your closed eyelids, which are blocking the rest of light from above you. You're apprehensive about whether you want to open your eyes or not.

The last thing you remember was sitting across from your boss and having an unconventional heart-to-heart. That was before you blacked out, when your head felt like it was being hammered into and everything in sight was a blazing sapphire.

Actually, that's a lie. You're reminded of what you dreamt about while you were unconscious, but it was so vivid, like it had actually happened at some point in your life. You don't recall the memory, at least not until now. It's as transparent as glass, except for the few smears of dirt on the outer corners. There are certain details that remain unclear.

"Y/n, I know you're awake. I saw your finger twitch."

Yoongi?

Your eyelids snap open only to be temporarily blinded by the light. Grimacing, you squeeze them shut again. Shit, it's too fucking bright.

"You've been knocked out for almost ten hours. Don't strain yourself," another voice says.

Is that Mr. Kim? You momentarily forget you're not supposed to call him that anymore and narrowly glimpse at the direction of his deep voice, slowly opening your eyes until they adjust fully to the light.

Your boss is sitting to the left of you with Yoongi right beside him. They're in the only seats that are in the compact hospital room. Each look weary and concerned. They have every right to be.

You fainted in front of Taehyung, and you didn't meet up with Yoongi when you were supposed. But how were you supposed to know you'd have another episode when you just had one a few hours earlier?

Wait, no.

Didn't Taehyung say it's been ten hours since you were unconscious? Fuck. That means almost a whole day has passed, and you haven't seen Jungkook.

Tearing your gaze away from them, you look to the other side of the room, but all you find is a counter and some cabinets above it. Right next to it is the bathroom. That's when you realize that you really need to pee.

You try to sit up but quickly learn that you don't have the strength to lift your whole body, only your head.

"Hey, didn't you hear, Taehyung? You've been out for a while. If you need to pee, just say so. One of us will help you," Yoongi says in response to seeing you struggle. His temper is showing, but you know it's probably because he didn't sleep the whole night to ensure that you're okay.

The thing is, you don't understand why you feel so weak. On a good night, you sleep for eight to ten hours. Sure, you fainted, but was it really supposed to be this draining?

As if hearing your thoughts, Taehyung speaks up again. "The doctors said you had a severe migraine attack. That's why you were out for so long. They told us that once you woke up it would take an hour or so before you feel at full strength.

When I said we could be friends, this is not what I thought I signed up for." Your boss' sarcasm has you let out a soft laugh. He's doing exactly what you did to him yesterday. You wonder if this is going to be a thing between you now.

"Yeah, I didn't sign up for this either," you bite back playfully. "Not that I mind or anything, but, uh, what are you doing here?"

Taehyung scoffs. "I'm not heartless. Plus, your brother needed help getting you here. Honestly, he's kind of weak."

"Sounds about right," you agree, turning your head slightly to get a better look at Yoongi, who glares at the both of you.

"You both have death wishes, don't you?"

At the banter, you relax a little, releasing the tension in your shoulders that resulted from your dream-slash-memory. You still haven't forgotten about it. It's impossible to. For now though, you're okay with being distracted. The last thing you need is another headache.

But the thought remains in the back of your mind, pestering at you slightly until you focus on it entirely. It's itching for you scratch it, but you would wait. This isn't the time or place.

Firstly, Jungkook isn't here, and he's the main source of all your problems. Secondly, you didn't really want to fill Taehyung or your brother on the whole my-drawing-came-to-life-and-now -i-am-confused-as-fuck mess.

That's another headache all on its own.

You know exactly who to go to for this.

Namjoon knows almost everything, and because he likes you, he'll help you figure it all out. You'd be taking advantage of him, which doesn't exactly settle right with you, but if you are going to find out exactly who Jungkook is and what he's doing here, then you can't afford to be morally uptight about it.

You'll fill Namjoon in on your blast-from-the-past and about Yoongi thinking Jungkook looks familiar. You'll tell him all of it, but you'll do so cautiously.

Getting answers to your questions is dangerous. You know that very well now. You got a migraine due to your curiousity, but only when you blacked out did it all make more sense. Still, you'd like to avoid spending the night in the hospital again. Surely, you would keep things from getting that drastic. There had to be a way of solving things that didn't result in you being unconscious.

You're going to get to the bottom of this. You've waited too long. You should've found everything out the moment Jungkook came to life, but you've been ignoring it.

If you're going to hurdle past this and get back to the life you had before all this shit, then you're not going to wait and put it off any longer.

You're more sure on this than ever.

"So do you need to pee or not?" Taehyung breaks you from your thoughts, and you refocus your attention on the fact that him and Yoongi are here in the hospital with you.

"Yeah, my bladder is begging for release."

Yoongi stands and goes to the other side of the bed you're on. He slides a hand under your shoulders, hooking it in your armpit and helping you off the stiff mattress. Taehyung copies your brother before they're leading you to the bathroom. When you reach the door, you grab the knob to steady yourself so you can use the restroom on your own.

But your brother and boss have different things in mind as neither one of them proceed to let you go and continue to step inside with you.

"All right, I think I can pee by myself." You glance to either side of you, motioning them with a tilt of your head to go back outside.

"But what if you fall?" Taehyung asks with worry.

With a sigh, you shrug them both off, gripping the knob even more tightly.

"I don't care if you're gay, Taehyung. I'm still not letting you see me butt-naked."

Yoongi doesn't bother to argue with you. He complies without a complaint and steps back out of the restroom. All you get from him is a look that says you don't have to tell him twice.

Taehyung groans with a roll of his eyes but listens. "Fine. But if you fall, I'll have to see your ugly ass anyway to help you up."

You glower at him. "Get out before I slam the door in your face."

"Ha, like you have the strength to do that." He smirks as if he knows better.

"Want to stand there and prove that theory?"

You stare at him intensely, and it only lasts a second before Taehyung concedes. It's mostly because you've all ready started to swing the door back and forth. Even though you're having some trouble doing it, you don't want to give him the satisfaction.

"Fuck, I don't trust you. I think you'll do it any way." With that, he backs farther away and watches you close the door gently.

Now, to deal with the next obstacle. How the fuck are you going to get to the toilet?

a/n: taehyung and y/n are getting really comfortable with each other lol. is it going to fast? i can't tell but i enjoyed writing every bit of this chapter. it's more lighthearted and cute, i think. also, remember those side characters i mentioned that would belong to lgtbqa+ community? if you do, then prepare for it because it'll be happening in the next few chapters. if you don't ship any of the members, please be open-minded and remember that this is just a fanfic.