Yoongi was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, along with Hoseok and Namjoon. Jin and Taehyung were in  black sweatpants, and red jackets with a white tee under. Jungkook was in a black leather jacket, heavy boots and ripped jeans. Jimin, was wearing black sweatpants with a skirt over, and a revealing black top.

A few hours later, after groups and pairs had taken photos for the magazine company, the members were on the farthest side of the large room, enjoying refreshments.

"What do you call people who don't like lemonade?" Jin asked aloud, and Namjoon and Taehyung were the only ones who turned to him. "Sour." The eldest cracked up laughing, and Namjoon and Taehyung cringed internally. "Ah, hyung, please spare us the puns~" Taehyung whined in a playful way. "Oh come on, Hoseok-ah loves them!" Jin teased the younger one, noticing the camera that was filming for a Bangtan Bomb. "They're very interesting- do you come up with these, or do you stay up all night scrolling on your phone, reading jokes and waiting for a perfect time to announce them?" Hoseok asked him, crossing his legs as Yoongi decided to join the conversation.

"Both, actually. My big brain memorizes a lot, and also makes them." Jin explained, while the other members laughed.

Jimin and Hoseok were doing a photoshoot a few moments later. Hoseok laid on Jimin's lap while Jimin leaned back, supporting his weight on his arms. It would freak out the fandom, as from an outside point of view he was "man spreading" but Hoseok couldn't help but coo at Jimin's attempt, on the inside.

"Perfect! Ah this looks so amazing!" Bang-PD and Jungkook clapped at the way the two fit together. The camera flashed, when there was a loud thud and Jungkook saw Jimin collapse backwards, off of the raised platform they were sitting on. He flipped backwards, head hitting the ground instantly and Hoseok came tumbling on top of him.

"Oh!" Jin and Yoongi were the firsts there, besides Jungkook and Bang-PD being the closest. Hoseok laid next to Jimin, rubbing his head and checking on Jimin. "Ah, are you okay?" He groaned at the smaller one, who was holding his head with his eyes closed tightly.

"N-" Jimin's head struck with pain, and it felt like he was drowning from the pressure in his neck and eyes.

"What happened?" Bang-PD asked in a worried tone, helping Jimin sit up a bit. "Ah!" Jimin hissed loudly as his stomach cramped, and he couldn't move anything and he felt paralyzed. "What hurts-" "Don't!" He screamed when Jin tried to remove his arm from his stomach.

Maybe Hoseok had hit him there...?

Jimin started crying, his stomach was hurting as if he might just puke up the entire organ. His chest squeezed tight, making it hard to breathe. The lights around him shook pain all throughout him, and the people hovering over him made him more lightheaded.

"Get some water, please." Yoongi requested one of their makeup artists, and she rushed off quickly in agreement. "Are you okay?" He asked Hoseok, as he stood. "Mhm, my leg hurts a little but it'll go away really soon." Hoseok confirmed, letting go of his head and looking over at Jimin.

"What hurts, Jimin-ah?" Bang-PD asked, crouched down next to his artist. "I- don't know, ev-everything," Jimin's breaths got shakey and unstable; it was obvious he was trying to calm down, but was also in great pain. "Think about it, what is the biggest thing?" Taehyung asked him. Jimin gasped and gripped anything he could, which was Taehyung's wrist. The room spun and he felt a fire growing in the back of his throat.

Taehyung knew it was happening in his brain, but he failed to communicate in time. When Jimin lunged forward Taehyung turned his head, but only dry coughs and gags came from him. He was relieved a bit, but still worried.

"Is it your stomach?" Namjoon asked, watching how Jimin leaned back, so he wasn't hunched over. Jimin nodded a little, too much in pain to work his brain into words. "Here, let's move you over so you can rest a bit, and everyone else can take pictures, yeah?" Bang-PD offered. Jimin didn't know if he could stand up...

Jimin had started to calm down, but still in a mass amount of pain. Namjoon and Jungkook helped Jimin stand up, and brought him over to a couch behind the cameras that were facing the set. He rested there, and eventually fell asleep not long after.

The photoshoot took a few more hours, Jimin slept the entire time and his other members were worried about him. After they changed out of the fashion brand and were back in their casual clothes, Jin went to wake up Jimin.

"Hey, bud, how are you feeling?" Jin asked as he rubbed Jimin's shoulder gently, allowing him to wake up slowly. Jimin groaned and opened his tired eyes. "Not good...still really hurts." He told him, his voice deep and throat dry. Jin thought of what to do before he proposed it to Jimin. "Do you want to go to the emergency room?" He asked, and it took Jimin a moment before he agreed. His knees were brought up but not in a way that would hurt his stomach. "Okay, I'll be back when we're all ready to go. Do you need help changing back to your clothes?" Jin let go of Jimin's shoulder as he stood. He watched as the younger one nodded, and he told him he was leaving before he did so.

"Jimin-ah still feels really bad, he wants to go to the emergency room." Jin explained to their manager and Jungkook, that was standing close by. Hoseok walked over and rubbed the back of his neck, nervous. "Hoseokie, it isn't your fault." Jin assured him, and Hoseok looked down at the ground with a small nod, as a sign he heard him.

"I'm going to help him change back in to his normal clothes, and we'll meet you guys outside, yeah?" Jin decided the plan while the others approached. Namjoon agreed and they went to start the car, and thank the fashion company for the opportunity.

Jin went back to Jimin, and noticed his eyes were closed again. "Jiminie?" Jimin stirred back awake and tried to sit up, noticing Jin, but his stomach felt heavy and he laid back down. "Is it nausea? Or just really hurts...?" Jin asked. He wrapped his arms under Jimin's and sat him up. "Both." Jimin whimpered. Now that he was in the light, Jin could see the dried streaks down his cheeks, more than likely from tears and his red face. He softly glided his thumb over Jimin's cheek and Jimin pouted at him. "It'll be okay, the emergency room isn't too far. But we've gotta get you out of these clothes first, okay?" Jimin agreed, and Jin helped him stand up to leave for the changing room, in the next room over.