This was requested by anonymous so this might be a bit similar to the other chapter (concert) but I don't like that one so I might delete it anyway. We'll see. Anyway thanks for the request!

They can hear the fans screaming backstage, as they finish getting ready, getting their make up and hair touched up before the show. Everything was fine, right? Almost. There was just one small thing. Tae knew something wasn't right. He had an unsettling dizzy feeling. Not super dizzy, just a little uncomfortable. and unsettling.

He was going to just leave it alone, but he found himself stumbling as he walked around backstage. He turned to Namjoon, nervously, trying to focus on him, but struggling as the world slowly span around him.
"What's up tae?" Namjoon asks, seeing his worried expression.
"I...I'm dizzy." Tae said, still trying to focus on Namjoon, but his eyes keep wondering. To his surprise, Namjoon rolls his eyes and sighs.
"Oh come off it tae. You're probably just a bit tired. It's fine we all are. Toughen up man." He says, roughly placing a hand on his shoulder, causing tae to flinch. Tae sighs, looking down at the floor. His thoughts start getting to him. You're so selfish tae. Obviously everyone's tired. Stop trying to get attention. You're fine. Get over it. He subtly wipes away a tear and takes a deep breath before hearing the signal through his ear piece, and running on to stage, plastering a fake smile across his face as the screams of the fans creates a searing pain behind his eyes.

He managed to survive through quite a few songs, only stumbling a few times and playing it off as just slipping of being his ol' clumsy self. It wasn't until he saw the frequency of his band mates stumbling that Jimin started to think that maybe something was up. He didn't want to draw too much attention to it, so he opted to just keep a firm eye on tae, just to make sure he was ok for the time being.

But the next song on the setlist was already spelling disaster. Dionysus. It was one of the hardest, most taxing choreography in the setlist, and out of all their songs ever. Tae knew that this couldn't end well. His head was hurting a lot and he was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand still for two seconds without toppling over. Jimin also knew that he needed to keep an eye on tae even more throughout this number especially. If his assumption was right, this definitely wasn't going to end well.

The bass blasted, vibrating through all their bodies, and the fans screamed enthusiastically, knowing what was about to come. Tae winced from behind the table, and took a deep breath before hopping up onto the table with Hoseok. His least favourite part was coming up. He sat in the chair, enjoying a moment of relief, but extremely nervous. He was always scared of this part, but the fact that he was dizzy and disoriented made it even worse. He leaned forward and went to roll of the table. But of course his dizziness had other plans. He messily rolled off and fell hard onto the stage floor. Not wanting to cause a scene, he got up quickly, causing his head to spin even more. Jimin was now extremely worried. He was praying that tae wasn't injured, but judging by the fact that he was stumbling every two seconds, and the slight limp he managed to notice, he knew that tae was injured. He kept trying to glance at his other band mates to see if they'd also noticed, but no one seemed to be paying much attention.

By the end of that number, tae was in agony, after stumbling so many times. He knew he needed to get backstage asap. Jimin quickly walked over and helped tae backstage.
"Tae buddy, you ok? That looked like a bad fall...." Tae didn't respond, and carried on swaying and stumbling. "Tae?.... can you hear me?... tae?" He bent down so he was in his eye line, but still no response. Staff were already gathering, trying to help tae further backstage. One of the staffs tapped tae gently on the shoulder, but it caused more of a ruckus than it should have. Taes knees buckled underneath him so fast that no one managed to catch him and he fell to the floor with a painful thud.
"TAE! Are you ok bud?" Jimin asked, already feeling intense guilt for not managing to catch him. Tae whined in pain, clutching onto his hip.
"It's ok Jimin we'll take care of him, you need to go back on. Find someone to cover for him." The staff said, being met with sad panicked eyes, but he doesn't have time to worry. He has to get back on stage, the music has already started.

As the rest of them all gather on stage, Jimin goes to each of them and subtly tell them what happened. Despite being worried, they all knew they just had to get on with it. Jungkook took over taes parts, filled with worry the whole time. Would tae be ok?

Meanwhile backstage, tae was being helped to the green room (like a room backstage for anyone who doesn't know). He was limping and stumbling the whole way. When they finally get there he collapses on the floor. He breathes short, but heavy breaths as the world spins around him. He whined as he was made aware of the throbbing pain in his hip.

He suddenly felt something cold being placed on his head and a hand roughly massaging the back of his neck, and it felt oddly good. He felt an oxygen mask being placed over his nose and mouth and breathed in the pure cold oxygen. With that he felt his heartbeat slowing down, and he felt himself relax into the floor. He heard someone ask "Taehyung? Can you hear me?" He let out a soft mumble in response. Now that he'd fully calmed down, the pain in his hip was at the forefront of his mind. He clutched it with both hands and rolled over onto his other side.
"Does your hip hurt?" The staff asks. Tae nods as another staff member explains that he landed pretty harshly on it. Before long he felt another ice pack being placed on his hip, which momentarily made the pain worse, but only for a moment, before it gave him sweet relief.

After around half an hour of lying there, he was starting to feel slightly better, however it was clear that no amount of ice and massages would stop his dizziness. But the staff couldn't see that.
"Tae I think you're better now, you should perform. Just the last few, come on." His manager says, yanking him up by his arm. Tae is in no condition to argue back, so instead he just goes along with it. He's led to the wings where he meets Jimin, who asks him if he's ok. After he gets no answer, Jimin gets very worried.
"Tae, are you ok? Are you sure you should be performing?" Jimin asks with a hand on his shoulder. Tae just nods his head slightly, not wanting to cause an argument between Jimin and their manager. All the jostling and moving around had made his dizziness worse, and it took all his mental and physical effort to stay stood upright.

By the end of the concert tae was exhausted. He was struggling to stay stood without his legs buckling underneath him. As he was walking towards the wings, his legs buckled underneath him, and he fell to the floor roughly, just managing to catch himself with his arms. Luckily Jimin was right behind him and helped lift him up and get him offstage.

"HE'S REALLY NOT OK! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE SENT HIM OUT THERE AGAIN! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING???!!!!!" Jimin shouts to the staff. Namjoon manages to grab his arm and pull him away to stop him from going too far. Their manager doesn't even respond, guiltily looking at the floor. "Jimin, let's just calm down ok? The most important thing is that we get Tae to a hospital." Jimin sighs and runs his hands through his hair, before nodding and scratching the back of his head. Meanwhile tae has been helped to a couch in the green room and is lying on it, still out of breath, and seemingly out of his mind. He can barely respond to anyone's questions, and when he does say anything it sounds like a stream of mumbled nonsense. One of the medical staff comes along with a wheelchair, so that they can get tae to a hospital without him having to walk.

The whole car ride there everyone was dead silent. The only sound filling the silence was the deep, laboured breaths coming from taehyung. Everyone felt tense, and they couldn't help but keep looking over Jimin, who had his arms firmly crossed and that look on his face. He was angry. The drive there felt painstakingly long. Especially considering no one said a single word the whole time.

When they got there they all got to work. Yoongi and Namjoon got the wheelchair out of the boot (Like the car boot... sorry, i'm British that's what we call it😂😂 I believe its called a trunk in america. anyway sorry for interrupting) and wheeled it round to the car door, where Hoseok and Jin where struggling to get tae to move so they wouldn't have to carry him. Jungkook was also helping, giving Tae gentle encouragement. But Jimin sat completely still, his arms still firmly crossed. Once they had finally got tae into the wheelchair, they were about to just go into the hospital already, but Jimin wouldn't budge.

"Cmon Jimin we need to go. You coming?... Or are you gonna sit there and strop?" Namjoon said. He noticed his breaths getting faster and rougher, like he was huffing with every breath. Jimin still didn't move a muscle, not even moving his hand to wipe away the several tears that were rolling down his cheeks. Namjoon sighed. "You guys just get him in. We don't have time to be waiting. I'll talk to Jimin." The rest of them just nodded hesitantly before wheeling tae into the hospital. Namjoon opened the car door and scooted over to sit next to Jimin.

"You're still angry. I can tell." He awaited a response. He was ready for jimin to break. But he didn't. "Cmon Jimin, just talk to me." He said with an annoyed yet worried tone. Jimin just let out a strong huff, blinking as more tears rolled down his cheek. "Jimin... Please, just let it go. You can get mad later. Tae needs you right now." Jimin was starting to shake with the immense effort it was taking to not break. Namjoon was right. He shouldn't be mad right now. They don't have the time for being mad. But he just couldn't help it. For some reason he felt like he had to hold back. "Please Jimin, I ask you one more time, to talk to me. They're all waiting for us in there. We can't be wasting time like this." And with that Jimin broke. First it was his facial expression- his face starting to scrunch up, still holding back a sob. Then he let it go. As he finally let out the sob, his body practically launched forward and he held his head in his hands, sobbing so violently he could barely breathe. Namjoon placed a careful hand on his back before rubbing it in comforting circles. He was relieved that Jimin had finally let go, but the extreme extent of his sobbing made him extremely worried.

"It's ok, deep breaths" He says. It was clear he was on the edge of a panic attack, and he was eager to stop it as soon as possible. Jimin's panic attacks were never fun to witness. Jimin started to grip and pull on his hair, so Namjoon quickly reached out and pulled his hands away, before massaging his palms in attempt to calm him down. "Breath with me" Namjoon said, his voice low but soft. He took loud deep breaths so that Jimin could hear. Jimin tried, but failed several times, making things worse. "Come on Jimin, It's ok. Let's try again. Look at me." Namjoon was struggling to deal with seeing his band mate in such a state. He needed to stop it asap. Jimin looked up, still shaking, eyes full of fear. Namjoon took deep breaths again, and encouraged Jimin. Eventually he finally managed to slow his breathing down to a semi-normal speed. He was still shaking, but he wasn't panicking anymore.

"Now talk to me. What's on your mind?" He asked, still holding Jimin's hands in his. Jimin sniffed, and took a deep breath before he finally spoke. "I'm j-just scared" He said in between sobs. "I'm s-scared for t-taeh-hyung" Namjoon gently rubbed the back of jimins hand with his thumb and nodded sympathetically. "I know. We all are. But all that matters is now he's in good hands. He's safe in hospital where they will take good care of him. They'll be there if anything happens. Ok? Next time don't hold it in like that. You scared us all, and I hate seeing you panic like that. If you just talk to us, we can help you, yeah?" Jimin nodded and wiped his nose with his sleeve. "You promise you'll talk to us next time? Whether it's me, or Jin-hyung, or any of us. You promise?" Joon held out his pinky and jimin lifted his still shaky hand and intertwined his pincky with his. "You ready to go in now?" Jimin nodded and sniffed, and namjoon leaned over and opened the door, and helped jimin out.

When they walked in they were immediately met by a nurse who led them to another room. Being celebrities and all they had to go somewhere private for everyone's safety. There they saw Jungkook, Hoseok and Yoongi sat on a couch in the corner of the room. "Jiminie, you ok?" Hoseok asked after seeing Jimins red eyes and tear stained cheeks. Jimin just nodded and joined them on the couch. Joon also joined them and asked "Have you heard anything about tae yet? and where's Jin-hyung?" Yoongi, who was slouched back on the couch with his arms folded, spoke up and said. "Jin-hyung's with tae. And no we haven't heard anything." Namjoon just hummed and leant back into the couch with a sigh. He hadn't told anyone, but he felt really guilty. If he had listened to tae in the first place then maybe they wouldn't be here.

After what felt like hours, but was actually just a few minutes, the rest of them were allowed into Tae's room. He was lying on the bed, hooked up to several wires and IVs. His eyes were halfway closed. The poor thing looked rather tired and pale. The doctor finally gave them all the diagnosis.

"He seems to have been extremely dehydrated and exhausted. Performing intense choreography in this heat probably didn't help either. For now he just has an IV to try and hydrate him. We will also do an X-ray of his hip soon since I understand he hurt it a few times earlier, but it's highly unlikely that it's broken. I'll be back in half an hour or so to check on things. Any questions?" Jimin shyly raised his hand and stuttered a bit, saying "s-so is he g-going to be o-ok?" Tears were already brewing in his eyes, ready to fall out of either relief or sadness.

"Yes. With time. But he shouldn't perform or do anything too taxing for a week or so." Jimin sighed with relief and bowed while thanking the doctor. The doctor bowed back and left them to see and talk to their friend again.

Namjoon walked over to the side of the bed and very carefully held tae's hand in his. "....I'm sorry tae......I'm so so sorry. This is all my fault." He said, no longer able to hold back his tears. Everyone else looked at each other, confused. "I should have listened to you....I'm so... stupid."

Out of no where, tae responded with a soft mumble- "No... It's my fault." Before he could even say anything Namjoon interrupted.
"Nonononono NO! you did nothing wrong taehyung. You were tired and overworked. I should have noticed. It's my fault."
"No Namjoon, it's not your fault." Jimin went over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder softly. Suddenly Namjoon angrily grabbed Jimins hand and roughly pushed it off. Jimin gripped his hand in pain and Jin quickly ran over and made sure he was ok.
"Joon... please calm down. We can't have you hurting anyone. Go outside for a bit if you need to." Namjoon looked up, tears streaming down his face and mumbled "Sorry Jimin..." And got up and left the room.

"Are you ok Jimin? Is your hand ok?" Jin's attention went back to Jimin and he held his hurt hand softly.
"Y-Yeah, it just... scared me." Jimin said in between heavy breaths.
"Here just sit down for a bit." Jin said, guiding him to the couch at the side of the room.
"Are you ok taehyung?" Jin asked, bringing the attention back to the sick boy. Taes eyes were half closed, and his breaths were heavy.
" 'm tired." Tae said, mumbling.
"It's ok, you can sleep." Jin said walking over to the side of the bed and gently held his hand, gliding his thumb over the back of his hand. Tae let out a deep sigh. He felt bad sleeping when all his friends were there with him, but he couldn't help it. Before he knew it he was pulled into a deep, much needed sleep.

Somehow, by the time he woke up, he was already back home, at their dorm. He looked around in confusion, until his eyes landed on Jungkook, who was asleep in front of him. As he shuffled and sat up, Jungkook woke up from the movement.
"Oh, taehyung! You're awake!" He said, just above a whisper.
"How did I get here?" Tae asks.
" you were sleeping so soundly we didn't want to wake you, so we carried you to the car. Even then you still didn't even wake up slightly. Are you feeling any better?" He says, gently brushing the hair from taes forehead.
"Yeah... i think so. I still feel a bit dizzy though." Tae says, playing with his hands.
"Hold on, I'll go get you some water. You're probably still dehydrated." Kook slid out of bed before Tae could say anything, before swiftly getting back with a glass of water, and handing it to tae.
"Do you want anything else?"
"No, I think I'm ok, thanks kook." Tae says, placing the now half empty glass on the bedside table.
"Ok, I'll be here if you need me. I'm here to look after you." Jungkook slides back into bed and pulls Tae into a tight hug. Tae just smiled and hugged him back before drifting back off to a peaceful sleep.

Ok imma end this it's getting way too long. I hope you enjoyed it!!! It went to some deep places😂 I did go off the request for like a bit but I hope it was still good. I'll see ya in the next one!!!
안녕 👋🏻 !!!!