Jungkook's asthma had been acting up the past few days. He usually kept it well under control, so nobody knew what was going on and why he was so sick. He was struggling.   

His hyungs were extremely worried about him. It had started acting up during their concert a few days ago. He was using his inhaler non-stop backstage between performances, and at the end of the concert had been rushed to the hospital because he had such a bad asthma attack that his inhaler wasn't helping him.

Since that happened, his hyungs had basically turned into helicopter parents. Every slight cough or rub of his chest they'd ask him a million times if he was alright, if he could breathe, if he needed his inhaler. Most of the time he did need it.

The night he was rushed to the hospital he had been given a new medicine to help the asthma calm down, and he was prescribed a new inhaler. Thankfully it did seem to be working better. At least for now. When the members brought up their concerns about how bad his asthma had been, the doctor informed them a big contributor was the weather lately.

It was the middle of winter and it was a harsh one for Seoul. Different than other winters. The air was constantly brisk and dry and one step outside would send Jungkook into a coughing fit. They bought him an air purifier for his room to try and help. They also put some in the dance studio so he wouldn't suffer during dance practice, but after his ER trip Namjoon and Hobi made the executive decision to have Jungkook sit out for a while from practices until his lungs got better.

Jungkook was scared too. Not as much as his hyungs because he felt like he had a little more control over the problem than his hyungs thought he did, but the breathing troubles still made him nervous. Whenever he would feel his chest tighten up or struggle to suck in a breath he'd get nervous, but he was thankful to have hyungs who were keeping such a close eye on him. He knew they wouldn't let anything bad happen as long as he had them around. He was more-so irritated that the weather was making it so hard for him to breathe. He couldn't wait for winter to be over.

About a week after the ER trip, Jungkook's new inhaler and medicine had helped quite a bit. He protested that he was okay to start dance practices again but Namjoon said he still wasn't sure about it, which ultimately meant no. The maknae was annoyed, but he understood their concern.

"When exactly can I dance again?" Jungkook pouted.

"When we say so," Jin smiled at the youngest. Jungkook rolled his eyes. Typical Jin hyung answer.

Later that day once the members were all home, Jungkook's asthma had picked up again. He felt like he might possibly cough his lungs out and he kept desperately sucking down his inhaler.

"Did you take any of the medicine today?" Taehyung asked, concerned when he saw Jungkook laying on the couch rubbing his chest. He could hear his poor maknae wheezing from a mile away. The youngest nodded.

"It hasn't helped?" Taehyung frowned.

"It did this morning but I think it's wearing off for now," Jungkook replied.

"Can you take more?" Taehyung asked.

Yoongi chimed in, "He's not supposed to."

"But he can't breathe," Taehyung said while taking a seat next to Jungkook on the couch and gently rubbing his chest. "You can literally feel his lungs shaking hyung."

Yoongi suggested sticking to the inhaler for now. There were side effects to taking too much of the medicine the doctor gave him and Yoongi didn't want Jungkook abusing them.

Jimin strolled in and got a text from his friend, Teomi, as soon as he sat down. Teomi asked if he could come hang out with him for a bit. He told his friend he'd have to ask one of his hyungs because Jungkook wasn't feeling well, and his hyungs tended to prefer things remain calm and quiet when someone was sick.

Thankfully the members all liked Jimin's friend Teomi, he presented himself as a great guy and was friendly with all of them, so Jin said he could come hang out for a few hours. He was there within 25 minutes.

Everyone greeted Teomi when he got there. The boy made his way over to Jungkook and told him he was sorry he wasn't feeling well.

"Cold or something?" Teomi asked.

"It's his asthma," Hobi informed.

"What's that?" Teomi asked. Everyone was completely shocked that Teomi had no idea what asthma was, so they explained it to him.

"Tough break, kid," Teomi told the maknae. Jungkook chuckled. Yeah, tough break.

Things were calm for the most part, aside from Jimin and Teomi rough housing in the living room. Taehyung joined them and the three of them began to wrestle. Jungkook moped on the couch as he watched. He wanted to play too, so he decided he would. He got off the couch and jumped on Jimin but Jimin instantly panicked.

"No no no, you have to be resting," Jimin told Jungkook.

"But I'm fi-" Jungkook started but instantly fell into a coughing fit. Taehyung grabbed him and threw him back down on the couch and shoved his inhaler in his mouth.

"This is exactly why," Taehyung said. He knew Jungkook wanted to be part of the fun but his maknae's health always came first.

Teomi watched as Taehyung puffed the inhaler into Jungkook's mouth for him while he caught his breath. Taehyung was rubbing Jungkook's chest again. He felt terrible seeing Jungkook look up at him with scared, sad eyes. He knew the boy was exhausted from all this. He wished he could do more to help. Jungkook finally got his breathing back under control.

"There ya go," Jimin cooed. He'd also made his way over to Jungkook to make sure he was alright.

"Is he okay?" Teomi asked.

Jungkook nodded, "I'm..I'm alright."

"What would happen if he didn't have the inhaler?" Teomi asked. Namjoon happened to be walking in and heard the question.

"He could die," Namjoon said flatly.

Teomi chuckled, "That's a little dramatic, huh?"

"He's not kidding, Teomi. If he had an asthma attack and didn't have this he could actually die," Jimin informed his friend.

"Oh," Teomi said, "That sucks."

"Can we please not talk about that? It scares me," Jungkook replied with annoyance. His hyungs apologized and changed the subject.

Teomi thought the whole thing was intriguing. There was a sinister side to him that he never displayed or talked about. And he really wanted to see for himself what would happen to Jungkook if he had an asthma attack.

And didn't have that inhaler.

So when nobody was looking and it was sitting away from Jungkook a bit, Teomi shoved it in his pocket to hide it. He knew that the rough housing had triggered his asthma before, so he wanted to see it happen again.

He waited a little while and while him, Jimin, and Taehyung were still messing around on the floor, he grabbed Jungkook's arm and tried to pull him off the couch.

Jungkook pulled his arm away, "No. I'm not feeling good."

"Oh come on, it's just a little fun!" Teomi said. Taehyung gave Teomi a bit of a dirty look, "He said he's not feeling good. You saw what happened to him earlier."

Teomi ignored Taehyung and got up, making his way over to Jungkook. He decided to try rough housing with him on the couch instead. He jumped right on top of him and started to wrestle.

"Teomi stop it!" Jimin yelled at him, "You're going to hurt him!"

Jungkook was begging Teomi to get off and leave him alone.

It was getting hard to breathe. He started to cough and hyperventilate.

Jimin and Taehyung could see Jungkook struggling to breathe under Teomi's weight and his face was turning bright red. They both grabbed Teomi and threw him off.

"Why would you do that? Why'd you do that to him? You're going to hurt him if you do that!" Taehyung screamed angrily.

"I'm sure he's fine," Teomi said.

Jimin had taken a seat next to Jungkook on the couch, he was patting Jungkook's back as the maknae gasped for air. "Fine? You call this fine?!" Jimin frantically searched around him, "Maknae where did your inhaler go?"

Jungkook frantically started turning his head in every direction.

"It..It..was ....right here," Jungkook coughed out. Taehyung started to help look too. The longer it was taking, the more Jungkook started to panic.

It was right here! I had it right here!

The more he panicked, the harder it became to breathe. He felt like he couldn't suck in any oxygen anymore. He could feel his face going red again. Jungkook grabbed the front of Jimin's shirt and balled it into a fist, panicking as he begged, "H-hungie....h-help....h-help...can't...b-reathe." Jungkook's chest was rising and falling faster than the speed of light.

"Oh no. Okay okay okay, don't panic," Jimin said. Yet Jimin himself was extremely frantic. He had Jungkook lay down. Taehyung ran and got all of their hyungs and was freaking out telling them that Jungkook was falling into an asthma attack but they couldn't find his inhaler. They all ran to their maknae.

"What the hell do you mean nobody can find it?! He's had it all day!" Hobi screamed. Everyone started to rip the entire dorm apart looking. Teomi pretended to look. He thought this whole ordeal was extremely interesting.

How much did it take for Jungkook to actually die?

He didn't want to see Jungkook actually die, but he was still curious of how bad it had to get for it to happen.

Jungkook's face flooded with tears. He was terrified. He couldn't breathe at all and knowing nobody could find his inhaler made it a million times worse. He started clawing at his own chest and throat as he gasped for air. He was getting lightheaded. He couldn't even get pleading words out anymore. He wanted to scream and cry for help. He was desperate for help. But no sound left his throat. Just the sound of him not being able to suck in any oxygen. He felt like someone was sitting on his chest and crushing him. He was looking up and could see the panic and worry and terror in all of his hyungs faces.

They won't let anything happen to me. They'll protect me. They'll fix this. Please hyungs, help me.

He was getting disoriented when he felt someone pick him up and lean his body back against theirs.

"Can you try to breathe in when I do, and breathe out when I do?" It was Yoongi. Yoongi had him wrapped up tightly in a back hug. Yoongi was trying to help him get a pattern to his breathing but it was useless.

Jungkook couldn't breathe. At All.

"Hey, no no no," Hobi cried as he rubbed Jungkook's chest. He could see how scared Jungkook himself was. "Hyungs are here." He grabbed Jungkook's hand and the maknae squeezed it like there was no tomorrow. Hobi started crying.

"Someone explain to me how an inhaler just disappears from thin air?!" Jin screamed as he was still ripping the entire living room apart looking for it.

"We need 911," Namjoon said frantically as he called for paramedics. Jungkook felt his heart race faster but his vision was going blurry. He felt like he was drowning and all he could do was sit there and let it happen.

Maybe this is really it for me.

That was his last thought before falling unconscious.

"No!" Jimin screamed. "Jungkook!"

Yoongi pushed Jungkook down onto the floor. The maknae lay there lifeless. Namjoon dove down next to him and immediately started CPR. The members were all sobbing at this point. This was a million times worse than what happened after their concert.

"Bunny, maknae, please. Please breathe. Please breathe for hyungs," Taehyung sobbed next to his motionless body.

Paramedics suddenly barged in with all kinds of breathing machines and shoved the hyungs out of the way. They hooked him up and started pumping medicine and oxygen straight into the maknae's lungs. It took a few minutes, but he was breathing again.

"Oh thank God, oh Thank God," Jimin cried. "Our baby." He was rubbing Jungkook's arm. The paramedics kept the medicine pumping until Jungkook slowly started to gain consciousness again. The members immediately started bombarding him with words of encouragement that he would be alright. To focus on his breathing.

Once his breathing was more stable, the paramedics finally took the medicine out of his mouth. They helped him sit up and his hyungs wrapped him into a tight hug. He couldn't help but cry, which scared the members all over again because crying also made it hard for Jungkook to breathe.

"Shh, don't cry bunny. We've got you," Jin cooed. They asked the paramedics some questions about how to help Jungkook and what they should do for the rest of the night. The paramedics encouraged that Jungkook come to the hospital, but the maknae refused. He was sick of the hospital. Of doctors. Of medicine. Of being sick.

"We can leave this medicine with you," said one of the paramedics. They offered some pills and they also had a few new inhalers on hand that they let Jungkook keep.

"As long as he doesn't lose these ones too, he should be alright," the other paramedic said.

Jungkook couldn't help but feel a bit angry at the statement. I didn't lose my inhaler. It disappeared. Which didn't make sense either.

His throat and chest hurt too much to talk, so when the paramedics finally left the hyungs guided him to lay back on the couch and rest. Jin immediately started making soup. The hyungs hovered over Jungkook like it was the last thing they'd ever do. Jimin politely told Teomi he needed to get going.

Although he was polite, he couldn't help but be a bit angry at Teomi. Teomi was the reason Jungkook's asthma had been triggered to begin with. Taehyung felt this same hostility. As Teomi was getting ready to leave and was putting his shoes on...

Jungkook's inhaler fell out of his pocket and onto the floor.

In front of everyone.

Yoongi leaned down and picked it up, "What the fuck? Is this Jungkook's inhaler?"

All the members felt instant hate rise up in their chests. Jungkook suddenly felt like he was staring right at a murderer.

"I..I..no?" Teomi lied.

Jin grabbed it and turned it over to reveal Jungkook's little 'ggukie' written on the bottom.

"You...this is his...what the hell...you had it? You stole this from him?!" Jin screamed. The rest of them were speechless.

Jimin started shaking and crying. "Why would you do that...you saw him....you saw what was happening to him....and you stole this? Were you just planning to let him..die?" Jimin sucked in his trembling bottom lip.

Taehyung was holding Jungkook on the couch and as soon as he realized Jungkook was crying and his breathing was picking up he shoved one of the new inhalers right into his mouth and puffed it before the maknae even had a chance to start struggling.

"I didn't mean to," Teomi said, trying to sound innocent.

"Didn't mean to what?!" Yoongi screamed, "Take his inhaler, shove it in your pocket, and hide it while he's laying there dying?!"

"You knew we were all looking for that...how could you.." Hobi narrowed his eyes, glaring at Teomi.

Teomi kept trying to defend himself. Claiming he forgot he had hid it and it was just supposed to a prank. The members weren't buying it at all. They were absolutely furious. Jimin started screaming at him to get out of their house. They knew it didn't add up. Especially when Taehyung mentioned that it seemed like Teomi was purposely trying to make it hard for Jungkook to breathe when he jumped right on top of him.

Jimin continuously screamed through tears for Teomi to get lost. That they weren't friends anymore and never would be. Teomi tried to throw his own pity part and act really upsets and hurt but nobody cared. They all wanted him out and gone.

The hyungs all embraced their maknae on the couch. They knew he was heartbroken and scared along with the rest of them.

"Was..was he trying to kill me?" Jungkook asked with big, sad eyes.

"Who the hell knows but if he comes near you ever again I'll be sure to kill him first!" Jin screamed. The members, even Jimin, agreed that Teomi was out of the picture for good.

Thankfully things calmed down greatly after Teomi left. The hyungs kept asking Jungkook if he was absolutely sure he didn't want to get checked out at the hospital in which he said he was sure. His body and chest ached, his lungs were sore, he had a headache, but he'd much rather be curled up at home to stay comfortable than in a scary hospital bed.

Hobi ran his hand through Jungkook's hair, "Just let us know if you change your mind, okay?" Jungkook nodded. Jin gave Jungkook the soup he had made and it made the maknae feel even better.

All of the hyungs curled up next to Jungkook on the couch. All of them made sure they knew exactly where all of his inhalers were, each of them ready to come to his rescue if he needed one again. He'd fallen asleep with his head against Jin's chest. The members decided they were going to take turns keeping an eye on him during the night. After a night like this, they wouldn't dare leave him on his own. It was too risky and too scary.

They started talking amongst themselves about how angry they all were with Teomi. Jimin's heart hurt the most. Teomi had been his friend for a while, he couldn't fathom why he'd done something so incredibly terrible.

"It's not fair," Jimin started while wiping some tears from his eyes, "Why does something always go wrong? Why is it so hard to trust anyone? It's so hard being friends with people. We literally can't trust anybody."

"That's not true," Yoongi smiled.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung asked.

"We have people we can trust," Yoongi replied.

"Yeah? Like who?" Jin asked.

Yoongi looked around and gestured to everyone. "We can at least trust eachother."

[The End]