*Yoongi's POV* 

                       I rushed (Y/n) to the fan meeting, glad that it had ended. 

                       "Jin-Hyung!" I held the sleeping girl against my chest, feeling her burning forehead through the thin fabric of my shirt. 

                        He turned away from Miihe and Namjoon, instantly running and grabbing (Y/n) from my grasp. "What happened?"

                         "She suddenly collapsed," my mouth started feeling dry and my head started pounding. Stumbling a bit, I held myself up using the table. Closing my eyes for a bit, I could feel a pang behind my eyes that grew more painful and could feel beads of sweat quickly building on my forehead. 

                          "Hyung!" I heard Jimin shout. "Are you okay?"

                         I didn't answer him, instead, I turned my head and stared back at Zoe as her bottom lip was trembling. A cough entered my throat and more until I was in a coughing fit. 

                           "Let's go back to the hotel," Hoseok grabbed my attention and I looked back at him, and nodded, wanting to be far away from the two crazy females. 

                           "I think they're both getting sick because of how little they're sleeping," Zoe suggested, her voice also shaking. Kneading my fists into the cloth that covered the table, I grit my teeth. 

                              "You guys need rest," Jimin laid a hand on my shoulder.

*Time Skip*

                               I stumbled into (Y/n), Jin, Jungkook, and Namjoon's hotel room with the (h/c) female in my arms. With every step I took seemed to drain my energy, and I instantly collapsed on Jin and Namjoon's bed (since it was the closest) with (Y/n) in my arms. 

*3rd Person*

                                The others walked in the room just in time to see Yoongi collapse. Thankfully (Y/n) wasn't hurt, and they all agreed to put them in a comfier spot. They grabbed Yoongi first, gently picking him up and laying him back down to where he had his head on a pillow and was laying normally on the bed. Next was (Y/n). They laid her next to Yoongi, and the mint haired man instantly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. Of course, it was't their first time sleeping together, so it was only natural for Yoongi. 

                      Jimin took Yoongi's glasses off his face and on the table next to the bed. 

                       "How do you think they got sick? I mean, it was almost at the same time, plus I don't think they'd get this sick this fast and from exhaustion," Namjoon didn't mind that the two took his bed, considering there was another bed in the room.

                     "Maybe someone poisoned them?" Hoseok hummed. Jin snapped his head away from his sister and at the others. "How would they get poisoned?" 

                     "The water bottles?" Jungkook swallowed the lump in his throat.

                     "What if the person only poisoned (Y/n)'s water bottle? How did Suga-hyung get sick?" Taehyung frowned.

                    "He drinks from my sister's water bottle all the time," Jin grabbed the covers gently and tucked the two in.

                     "Oh yeah! He was drinking from her water in the very beginning in the fan meet!" Hoseok gasped loudly, but the couple didn't stir. Yet right on cue, Yoongi broke into a coughing fit.

                     "I feel bad for them. You saw how much pain Hyung was in," Jimin pouted.

                        "Y'know... Suga-hyung could've gotten sick from physical contact. The two kiss a lot," Taehyung accidentally changed the subject.

                          "I don't think poison works like that," Namjoon tapped his chin in thought, "and they haven't had any deep kisses, so if the poison was lingering in (Y/n)'s mouth, it wouldn't have gotten into Suga-hyung's mouth."

                             Jimin's attention was caught as he watched the couple. Yoongi had brought his hand up and caressed (Y/n)'s cheek, as if he could tell she was sick in his sleep. Then Jimin realized Yoongi was only half alseep, his eyes barely open, cheeks flushed and bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead. 

                           "You guys realize Suga-hyung isn't fully asleep?" Jimin pointed at the two. 

                             "I don't think he wants to sleep. (Y/n) is sick and he probably wants to care for her, despite him being sick himself," Jin gave a small smile. It seems like every second, Jin is more okay with the two dating.

                              A knock erupted at the door, and Jungkook was the one to grab it. It was Zoe.

                             "Hello.. I just wanted to see if Su- I mean- they were okay," she looked at her feet. Jungkook let her in, and the female's mouth dropped at seeing the two in bed. (Y/n) looked like she was dead and Yoongi looked like he was in pain, which he was. 

                        He had kicked off the comforter and was holding the sleeping female in his arms to keep her from getting cold, while he was feeling hot himself.

                    "How'd you know about them being sick?" Hoseok eyed her suspiciously.

                 "I saw (Y/n) faint and Suga start getting sick," she explained, talking fast and stuttering.

*Time Skip*

                     Zoe was picked to stay up and watch the two while the guys slept. She was on her phone, laying on the couch, until she heard sniffles. They were faint, but it sounded like someone was crying. She got up and slowly walked over to the sicklings' bed. It was Yoongi who was crying and coughing quietly. He was deathly pale and sweaty, holding (Y/n) in his arms. 

                     "(Y/n)... baby... please wake up," he gently shook her, earning a groan from the female. 

                      "Suga?" Zoe sat on the side of the bed, almost crying herself. It hurt to see Yoongi cry.

                      "Why won't she wake up?" He tried to wipe his tears away, but more took their place. 

                         "It's one in the morning," Zoe said gently, putting her hand on his arm, blushing at the contact. 

                          "I need to know if she's okay," he whimpered, caressing (Y/n)'s cheek. "She's my everything."

                           Zoe started to tear up and got up, going to her bag. She pulled out a red flask that was the medicine to the poison. Not being able to bear seeing Yoongi cry, she poured water into two shot glasses, then mixed in the medicine. 

                             "Drink this," she gave him one shot glass, while bringing the other to (Y/n)'s lips. Gently pouring the foul tasting liquid, she watched as (Y/n) swallowed it.

                               Yoongi didn't say anything, for his mouth had become numb and he became even more tired from the liquid. Then he widened his eyes, fear going through him. "Dith you poithan uth agin? (Did you poison us again?)" He tried to speak, but the numbness in his mouth made it hard. 

                                "No... I gave you medicine. (Y/n) should be feeling better tomorrow," Zoe took the shot glass out of his hand.

                             "Thso se'll wake up? (So she'll wake up?)" He smiled, though now his whole body was numb, so he couldn't feel the smile. He didn't even know if he was actually smiling or not.

                              "...Yes," Zoe smiled, but inside... she was hurt. She couldn't bear to see Yoongi so broken, yet she was breaking herself. Even though she is just a crazy fan, she will always wish for more.

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Dictionary:

-hyung - Indirect of Hyung

Hyung - What a younger male calls an older male