ayo im back! I've not had much inspiration recently, but i think i'm getting it back so, here we are. This was requested (a long time ago by now lol) by @myusernameiguess so i hope you enjoy! (also thanks to my good friend moonchild_hobi for helping me with this chapter)

also just adding on, today, as of writing this, we got the news that our lil yoongs had surgery 🥺 so lets all wish him a speedy recovery!

Yoongi suffered with epilepsy since he was a child. It was much worse back then, but after trying various medications, they found one that works well enough that yoongi rarely suffered seizures other than for if he was particularly distressed, or fell over or something.

Unfortunately for yoongi, he nearly got rejected by bighit when it was revealed he had epilepsy. No other company wanted to take him. Bighit was the only one who even considered it. Even then, it took careful consideration.

When he got the message saying he's got in he was over the moon. Originally he just wanted to be a producer, but Bang PD thought that his rapping skills were too good to go to waste. So he became a trainee.

Yoongi was nervous to move in with his bandmates at first. He was too scared to open up to them about his epilepsy, so he kept it a secret. However this could put him in danger if he had a seizure and none of the others knew how to help him. He hid his pills at the very back of the bathroom cabinet in hopes no one would find them. It was a struggle for him, but he just couldn't bare the thought of having to sit down and tell them he was epileptic. What would they think of him?

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"Hi! I'm Kim Taehyung!"

The new band member arrived at the dorms and introduced himself. He had a bright boxy smile and a cheeky and lively aura about him. He wasn't very shy, thats for sure. yoongi didn't like him. He didn't like how loud and energetic he was. Yoongi was a quiet type, he liked things to be quiet and chilled out, not loud and bombastic. A part of him wanted to drop out simply because he didn't know if he could stand to live in this small cramped dorm with these seven other boys, some of whom were loud and energetic, and he couldn't stand that.

Yoongi just clenched his teeth and bared with it. After all, this was his dream. He wasn't about to give up on his dream purely because one of the bandmates was a little annoying. That would be a stupid move. So he bared with it, no matter how much this new taehyung kid annoyed him.

The next morning, yoongi went to the bathroom as usual, quietly reaching to the back of the shelf to grab his pills, only he couldn't feel it where it usually was. He felt around, but couldn't feel anything. He pulled everything off the shelf. Nothing. His pills were gone.

Instantly, his mind flooded with flashbacks of past fits, visions of him having a seizure in the dorm or at the studio and no one being there to help him. His chest tightened. He doesn't want that. At all. He had no choice but to ask the others. He couldn't survive without those pills.

He leaves the bathroom and speedwalks to the living room to find the others, not even bothering to mask his panic. This was urgent.

"has anyone seen my pills?" He blurts out.

"...pills? what pills?" Namjoon asks, looking very confused. Yoongi looks at everyone but they all just look confused. "I've never knew you had pills, what are they for?"

yoongi freezes. The words don't come out. He needs to tell them. but he can't. The words just won't come out. Yoongi continues to scan everyones faces, but they all just look confused. Then he gets to taehyung. He doesn't know the boy well enough to read his expression well, but he swears the boy is hiding something. Yoongi didn't answer namjoons question, and just stormed off.

Lets just say yoongi made a wreck of the dorm. Clothes covering every inch of the floor after being thrown out of drawers and suitcases. He was desperate to find these pills, and the longer he went without them, the more panicked he got. The others just watched, dazed, not sure what they should do.

"Hyung, why are you trashing the dorm over some pills? I'm sure it can't be that important if you haven't told us. Surely?" Namjoon says, a little concerned.

Yoongi freezes. He feels weird....

oh no.

"i'm epileptic!" He blurts out.

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Taehyung was just getting settled, he went to the bathroom, and opened the cupboards out of pure curiosity. He was just being nosy, looking at all the different boxes of painkillers and random creams. Then he got to the back of the shelf and found a pill bottle. On the label, there was the name "Min Yoongi." Taehyung smirked, and put it in his pocket, planning to hide it somewhere.

He didn't think it would be a big deal. He didn't know what those pills were for.

Now he's stood here, watching yoongi panic, and the guilt he feels is intense.

"I'm epileptic!"

The last thing he said before collapsing to the floor, his muscles jerking in a terrifying way. The 6 of them stood there, watching him in shock, not knowing what they were supposed to do. Namjoon, having a shred of first aid knowledge, knew to not restrain Yoongi, and to just make sure he doesn't hit his head. Hoseok grabs a pillow and helps ease it under yoongis head. The rest all just stand there, stunned, not sure whether to call an ambulance or just wait for it to be over.

Yoongi was conscious and aware the whole time, feeling each little spasm, the way his muscles jerked harshly and cramped up. He could feel his lungs burning from the lack of air, due to his diaphragm jerking too. Not only that but he was still laying on his back, putting more pressure on his struggling lungs. He groaned and whined at the agony of his muscles cramping and aching.

His diaphragm jerks and he breaths in his own saliva, making him choke. He can't breathe. This makes him panic even more. No one even noticed. No one stopped to help him.

"How long has it been? Was anyone timing?!" No one was timing. They had no idea how long it had been.
"Fuck it! I'm calling an ambulance!" Namjoon shouted, grabbing his phone. It's better to be safe than sorry.

"Hi, our roommate, we, we only just found out he's epileptic and he's having a seizure and none of us know what to do and we don't know how long it's been we don't know what's happening I-"Namjoon rambled on, panicking.

"Ok sir, i need you to calm down and slow down for me ok? You said you're roommate is epileptic?"

"Y-yes he only just told us like a second ago just before he started seizing."

"Right, do you know how long he's been seizing for?"

"n-no, i think its been a few minutes but i don't know"

"ok, an ambulance is on they're way and they're going to make sure he's ok, keep a look out for them ok?"

"Ok."

Yoongi was still conscious. This is why he always hated seizures. He was always conscious and aware, he just couldn't respond. And so he would feel his muscles ache intensely like he's doing a work out of a lifetime. It was exhausting. He hadn't had one for a long time. He forgot just how bad it was.

He could hear the others panicking around him, not knowing what to do with themselves. All he wanted was comfort. He wanted to hear the words "its ok" or "you're alright" but instead all he heard was the panicked sobs or the ramblings from namjoon over the phone.

Taehyung had scurried off to the bathroom, not that anyone noticed, they were all to busy focusing on yoongi. He slammed the door shut and burst into tears. What had he done? He'd only just met his new bandmates and how he was sure he'd just killed one of them. All cause of a stupid, stupid prank. He pulled the pill bottle out of his shorts, holding them in his hands. He was such an idiot. Idiot. idiot. idiot.

He threw the bottle onto the floor and slid down against the door until he was crouched on the floor. He yanked at his hair and hit his head with his fists. How could he be such an idiot. Stealing someones pills? Why on earth did he ever think that would be a good or funny idea. Such an idiot.

He could still hear the panicked cries and the choked grunts from yoongi. Such an idiot. He heard the sirens of the ambulance outside. Suck a fucking idiot.

Jimin goes to let the paramedics in and leads them to the living room where yoongi is. The two paramedics look at each other, sharing the same thought. Such a small living space for 7 people.

"Whats going on here then?" The first paramedic asks, though she can clearly see that yoongi is seizing.

"W-we didn't know he was epileptic he just blurted it out and started seizing and i-" Namjoon is quickly cut off by the paramedic.

"slow down, ok, tell us the whole story so we can try and gauge what is going on ok?" She says, resting a gentle and comforting hand on namjoons shoulder.

"Ok, um, he came in this morning saying he was looking for some pills, we had no clue what they were for at the time, and he was looking and panicking and then he told us he was epileptic and here we are."

"ok, thank you. Its ok, we'll take care of him ok?" Namjoon nods and and stands back so the paramedics can get to him.

The second paramedic immediately moves him onto his side, and yoongi starts to cough and sputter, a pool of saliva gathering on the floor. He uses a rag to clean up the saliva, and gets to checking his vitals. The seizure is slowing now, so they manage to use the clip to get his heartrate and SPO2 levels. Yoongi groans, feeling completely exhausted and wiped out after the seizure.

"Hi sir, can you hear me?" The first paramedic says gently, watching for any signs of response in his face. She sees his eyes look around, and takes that as a yes. "It's ok, you're ok."

Yoongi whimpers as his muscles go from feeling numb to feeling incredibly sore, all over. His fingers twitch as he desperately wants to move and communicate, but he can't. The second Paramedic places an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose to help him recover a little faster, and the two of them lift him on to a stretcher to take him to hospital.

"If he hasn't had a seizure for a long time it will probably be exhausting for him, especially since that looked like a pretty bad one." She explained to the others while they looked on sadly. "One of you can come with us in the ambulance, the rest of you will have to find your own way im afraid."

Namjoon goes in the ambulance with them while the others stay back, not sure what to do with themselves. Theres a tense silence in the room leaving everyone feeling awkward. Eventually, that silence is broken.

"Hold on, wheres taehyung?" Jimin said quietly. They all looked around and realised he was no where to be seen. Jimin wordlessly took off around the dorm, trying to find him. It wasn't a big dorm, so it didn't take long. He saw the bathroom door shut, and heard taehyungs sobs from the other side. He gently knocked on the door.

"Are you in there taehyungie? its just me..." Nothing. No answer.

"Cmon taehyung, can you please let me in? Whats going on, hmm?" Jimin heard a shuffling followed by the click of the door unlocking. He carefully opened the door only to be met with a broken taehyung, tears everywhere, and a broken pill bottle, with pills scattered everywhere...

Jimin looked down at the pills, then back up at taehyung. He froze. He couldn't work out if he felt angry or not.

"Oh taehyung..." He simply says, closing the door behind him and continuing to stare at the mess of pills on the floor. "...why did you do it, taehyung?"

He doesn't respond. He just continues to cry to himself, hiding behind his arms, feeling too guilty to show his face to the world. Jimin slowly sat down next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"I'm not mad at you. I'm sure the others won't be either. Just tell me why."

"I don't. fucking. know." His voice shakes as he lets only his eyes peak up from behind his arms. Jimin just sighs.

"you really don't know?" Taehyung nods with a sniff. "Did you just think it would be a fun little prank?"

"Stop rubbing it in, Jimin." Taehyung says, trying not to lose his temper.

"o-ok... sorry. Yoongis going to hospital. You should come with us and see him." Jimin suggested softly. Taehyung shook his head.

"I'm leaving." Taehyung stated.

"W-what?" Jimin asked, a little shocked.

"I can't stay here, can i? Not after nearly fucking killing Yoongi. I can't be in a band with him after that. I'm leaving." Taehyung was about to stand up, but jimin pushed him down by his shoulders.

"no. i'm not letting that happen Taehyung." Jimin said firmly. "You're not leaving. Not on my watch"

"Why?" Is all taehyung could ask.

"You didn't know this would kill him. I know you didn't know. Otherwise why would you have done it. I know you well enough to know you wouldn't do this on purpose. You didn't know. Im sure yoongi will forgive you." Jimin says, with full sincerity. He wasn't about to let his best friend slip through his fingers and disappear without a trace.

"Are you kidding me? He'll hate me! He already hated me. I could tell by the look in his eyes the moment we first met." Taehyung mumbles, picking at the grout between the bathroom tiles.

"no, thats not true. I know he looks a little scary at first but trust me, i've been here long enough to know thats not the case taehyungie. He's a real softie inside. I promise you. He'll forgive you the moment he's awake. I just know it. So don't leave. Please taehyung, we need you."

Taehyung just broke down. His arms reached out to Jimin as he cried and sobbed. Jimin just hugged him tight, comforting him softly.

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Namjoon followed them as they wheeled Yoongi into a ward. He was hooked up to various IVs for fluids and painkillers to help ease the pain in his muscles. Then Namjoon was left alone with yoongi. He stared at the limp body lying on the bed, and suddenly he didn't recognise him. Suddenly he felt like he couldn't recognise his bandmate who he'd known for nearly 3 years. He'd known him for 3 years yet he never knew he had epilepsy? Suddenly his whole perspective of Yoongi had changed. He wasn't sure what to do.

Him and yoongi were close, best friends, in a very stereotypically male "bros" way. Physical affection, soft comforting or words of afformation weren't something they ever did. Their form of comfort for each other was "how do we solve the problem" never "it's ok", "you're alright" or hugs and cuddles.

But yoongi was suffering right now. He was in pain. Physical pain. And at the end of the day, despite being the second oldest, he's still young. This would likely be his first seizure so far away from home. He may be 20, but he still needs comfort.

Namjoon awkwardly took yoongis limp hand in his, gently patting it with his other hand. He knew he should say something. The paramedics and nurses said yoongi was conscious. He could hear. He just couldn't move or respond.

"...um..." Namjoon cleared his throat "Its gonna be ok, yoongi."

Namjoon cringed a little internally. He'd never said anything like that. Let alone to Yoongi.

"You're gonna be ok." He wasn't sure what else to do. He just cleared his throat again, and his other hand moved up to stroke yoongis hair back. It felt weird. It felt wrong. but yoongi needed the touch, so he could know namjoon was there. Namjoon saw yoongis eyelids flutter from the touch, so he knew he could feel it. He did it again. Yoongi took a deep breath in and sighed.

All yoongi could think was "finally." He just wanted some comfort. This whole time. Thats all he needed. And now he was getting it. He desperately wanted to be able to speak and say "yes, thank you, i like that" But his jaw was still locked shut, his muscles to tired to even attempt to make a sound. He could only communicate through the small movements that he could manage.

Namjoon sighed, struggling to keep up the comfort. He got his phone out of his pocket, texting jin to ask when they'd be arriving. He thought they'd be here by now....

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After Taehyung had calmed, the 5 of them made their way to the hospital to see yoongi. The walked to the front desk, but the receptionist just gave them a dirty look and told them to sit in the waiting room. They did just that. They waited patiently, for hours. Nothing. Eventually Jin pulled his phone out of his pocket only to find 10000 notifications from namjoon texting him, desperately asking where they were.

He texted back saying they were stuck in the waiting room, and he promptly got a response back, telling them where they were. They all got up and rushed to the ward, ignoring all the nurses asking them where they were going.

Their hearts all sunk seeing yoongi hooked up to 1000 machines, wires and tubes everywhere. Taehyung couldn't even look. He took one glance and turned his back to it all. No matter how much they comforted him saying it was ok, that he didn't know, its still his fault. He's still the reason Yoongi is lying in this hospital bed right now.

A nurse came along to do something with his iv (no one had the knowledge to know what) and they watched as she lifted his limp arm, and placed it back. As much as they all hated to admit it, he almost looked... dead. Just completely limp.

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A few days later, Yoongi had finally gotten use of his muscles back, though they still ached a lot. He was still stuck in a hospital bed for now. An IV was giving him painkillers to ease the sore muscles some, and he had a feeding tube in his nose since his jaw was still locked up, so he couldn't really eat. Though the muscle relaxants he was given, along with daily therapy helped him to slowly get his jaw open, and after a few more days, he had the tube out.

When yoongi went home finally, after about a week, he noticed how taehyung actively avoided him. Whenever taehyung laid eyes on yoongi had an uncomfortable and guilty energy. He knew what taehyung did, the others told him, but he had yet to talk to taehyung about it.

"taehyung..." He said when he saw him walking past. Tae stopped in his steps, fear stricken. He was ready for yoongi to scream at him or at least give him a firm telling off. "Come sit."

Taehyung awkwardly walked and sat down next to yoongi, where he had gently patted the couch. Taehyung still refused to talk, so yoongi started the conversation.

"I know what you did. And I can tell you feel guilty, but you shouldn't. We were both in the wrong, really. Yes, you should never steal someone's pills when you don't know what they're for, you've learnt that lesson now. But also i should have told all of you earlier. It was stupid of me to keep it a secret."

Tae just nodded, playing with his fingers.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken your pills. That was immature of me. I hope you forgive me."

"If i didn't forgive you i think we'd have a problem" Yoongi said with a chuckle. "I forgive you. Like i said, i was also partly to blame. We can both move on, having learnt from our mistakes, right?" Taehyung nodded.

"ok, you can go back to whatever you were doing now." yoongi said, but taehyung stayed put.

"I wasn't really going to do anything, I think i'll just stay here with you." Yoongi smiled and nodded.

"ok then." He picked up the remote and switched on the tv, and they both sat and laughed at he TV for the rest of the day.

It all worked out in the end.

Christ im so bad at endings lol. Well, its been a little while hasn't it? A lot has happened lmao. Our little yoongles had surgery, they had a comeback, its a lot lol. I love BE, definitely one of my favourite albums from them so far, what do y'all think?

Ah little yoongi, my lil baby boi. Its funny, literally the night before the announcement about him, i had the idea to do a chapter here about his shoulder, and like him dealing with the pain and it getting too much or something. Then the next morning i get out of the shower only to be met with a message on the discord saying yoongi had surgery and i was just like "wHAT!!!1!!111"
He's a lil baby. I love him. Also here is his sling lol.

Sorry updates have been so slow recently, its just being at uni i have a lot more work to do and stuff, but also i've just been struggling with getting tasks done in general recently. Thanks executive dysfunction lol. Anyway, hopefully maybe updates will get a little quicker, but also if they don't just know im still alive lol. Anyway, i think thats it for today!
See ya in the next one!
안녕!!!!👋🏻