If your requests aren't full, could you do a fic about yoongi getting feverish and feeling bad abt missing hobi's party? And the other members telling him not to feel bad. Thx!
You have no idea how badly I wanted to write this when I saw Hobi's release live. Thank you so much for giving me a reason to! I enjoyed this a lot. I hope you like it as well anon! <3
Pairing: Sope-ish but also OT7-ish. Ship if you want.
Words: 1844
Warnings: Sick Member || Fever || Slight Angst || Sore Throat/Cough
COV!D WARNING: Because of canon events, there are allusions to the ongoing pandemic in this fic. I am only comfortable writing it because Yoongi was negative. However all of Yoongi's symptoms aligned with the virus, so it's an obvious conclusion to draw. Just a reminder that I do not write any of the members with COV!D. I will acknowledge the world we all live in and realistically represent the way in which we should navigate this new normal. But if any mentions of the virus or pandemic are tr!ggering to you, please do not read. Please prioritize yourself!
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Yoongi wakes up the morning of the 13th with a sore throat. He thinks nothing of it at first. Maybe he just recorded too much the previous day. His new tracks feature a much more raw voice, putting much more strain on his throat. So feeling a little sore is not uncommon. He carries on with his morning. He brews himself some green tea to soothe the pain and sips it leisurely.
Yoongi blocked the day off to prepare for Hoseok’s debut party. He goes through his wardrobe, trying to pick what would be best for the album release party. He’s been excited about the party since Hoseok invited him. If Hoseok is throwing it, he knows it will be the party of the year. And he wants to make a good impression.
He hasn’t listened to Hoseok’s album yet, out of principle. He’s been wanting to wait until the official release. But because of it, he has no idea what vibe to go with. Knowing Hoseok, a hip-hop vibe would be appropriate. Even with that in mind, he lays out a couple outfits on his bed and snaps pictures. He immediately texts them to Hoseok for feedback.
Hoseok replies quickly despite how busy he must be. Organizing the party, filming his promotions, rehearsing for his upcoming stage. He still makes time for the members. Hoseok picks one of the outfits the older rapper sent him, remarking that Yoongi will kill at the party. He even commends Yoongi for being so proactive.
Yoongi carries on the conversation. He goes on to tell Hoseok how he was going to get his makeup done for the party, which Hoseok laughs about. And he constantly praises Hoseok for his efforts and how excited he was to support him.
Hoseok goes on and on about everything he's planning and all the fellow stars he's invited to the party. Yoongi's never met most of them. It only makes him more excited, the ability to form potential collaborations with new artists. Parties are all about networking. And supporting Hoseok, of course.
But really, Yoongi is Hoseok’s biggest supporter. He could not be more proud of his fellow rapper. When they started discussing their solo debuts, Hoseok volunteered to go first. It must have taken a lot of guts to go first. Having no reference for how things would go, putting himself on the line like this. At least the rest of them can learn and coordinate their own debuts by learning from Hoseok. The dance leader went into it alone, operating through sheer trial and error. Yoongi is so impressed.
As the day progresses, Yoongi picks up a dry cough. It becomes an unmanageable tickle in the back of his throat that doesn’t quit. It serves to further irritate that sore throat he couldn’t quite kick in the morning. But he just drinks more tea in hopes that it will help.
The sore throat and cough worsen overnight. Yoongi wakes the morning of the party in a cold sweat. He aches everywhere. He feels a chill despite being buried under his comforter and snuggled up with Holly. His throat is still sore, burning worse than yesterday. And the grating cough doesn’t help at all. He overlooked it, but now he's concerned.
He forces himself out of bed and to the bathroom. He thinks he keeps his thermometer in there. He's already assumed he’s running a fever. And when it beeps, he confirms and glares down at the blinking 39.2.
He thinks about all of the symptoms and swallows a lump in his throat, painfully of course. He knows what it looks like. And he’s not happy about it.
The first thing he does is schedule a test. The second thing he does is create a group text with Seokjin, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook.
Yoongi:
I don’t think I can go to Hoseok’s party tonight.
Namjoon:
Why can’t you go?
Taehyung:
Hyung, you have to be there!
Seokjin:
Yoongi-yah. You better not be putting work over Hoseok’s debut. He needs our support.
Yoongi:
Hyung, no. Of course not.
I woke up with a fever. And a sore throat. And a cough.
The group chat is eerily silent for several minutes until Jungkook replies,
Jungkook:
Are you getting tested?
Yoongi:
I scheduled one. But the earliest appointment is tomorrow morning.
Namjoon:
Were you exposed?
Yoongi:
I don’t think so.
Seokjin:
Still, you should air on the side of caution. If you’re having symptoms, you shouldn’t go.
Namjoon:
I agree with Jin-hyung. We don’t want to turn Hobi’s party into a superspreader event.
Yoongi:
What do I tell Hoseok?
He’s so excited. We were just talking about it yesterday.
Jimin:
You tell him the truth, hyung.
You didn’t mean to get sick. It just happened.
Jungkook:
Hobi-hyung will understand why you can’t be there.
Yoongi:
Do you think he’ll be upset?
Seokjin:
Probably. But like Jungkookie said, he’ll understand.
Yoongi:
I really wanted to be there to support him.
Seokjin:
You’ll just have to support him extra hard in other ways.
While you’re resting, of course.
Jungkook:
He’ll forgive you.
Namjoon:
We all love you hyung.
Jimin:
Take care of yourself. Hope you feel better, hyung.
Taehyung:
We’ll send you pics and videos from the party!
Seokjin:
Now go talk to Hoseok.
Yoongi closes the chat and feels the support of the other members behind him.
But he still drafts the text to Hoseok about 50 times. He doesn’t know how to go about telling him. He doesn’t want Hoseok to think he’s bailing at the last minute, or faking an illness just to get out of it. He really was excited and he hopes that Hoseok knows that.
He deleted all the character’s he wrote. He sticks the thermometer back in his mouth to just take his temperature again. He snaps a photo of the reading and sends it to Hoseok. The number would speak for itself.
Yoongi sends the photo, sans caption. Before he even has time to put his phone down, it blasts with the annoyingly peppy tone he has set as Hoseok’s contact tone. That was quick. He takes a deep breath and answers on the fourth ring.
“Hob-ah,” His voice is croaky, only helping his case.
“Hyung, are you okay!? Your fever’s pretty high. Do you need to go to the doctor? Have you taken medicine?” Hoseok rattles off with concern.
“I’ll be okay,” He coughs, turned away from the phone receiver, “I haven’t taken anything yet. I just woke up not too long ago. But I didn’t have a fever yesterday. Too soon to tell if I need a doctor.”
“Are you having any other symptoms?” He asks.
“I’ve had a sore throat. And a cough that started yesterday. Now a fever.”
“Hyung, that sounds like-”
“Don’t say it. I know what it sounds like.” Yoongi’s quick to cut the dancer off, like the word alone is traumatizing enough. “I have a test scheduled for tomorrow morning.”
“Tomorrow morning…” Hoseok’s voice deflates. Yoongi thinks everything just now clicked for Hoseok. Including why Yoongi had randomly texted him. Fevers are something they are all used to, stress fevers specifically. They don’t usually share every fever with each other. “That means… you’re isolating, right?”
Yoongi nods, but he remembers Hoseok can’t see him and answers verbally. “Yeah. I don’t want to risk exposing anyone, if that’s what it is.” He comments.
“Of course not,” There’s a clear sadness in Hoseok’s voice, but he’s trying to push through it. Yoongi’s heart cracks knowing he’s the cause.
“I’m so sorry, Hob-ah.” Yoongi apologizes. His voice is going, and he’s tired. He’s not sure how much longer he can carry on this conversation. “I really wanted to go to your party.”
“Don’t apologize, hyung.” Hoseok is really trying to mask his disappointment. He wants Yoongi there most of all, knowing he hadn’t shared any of the tracks with the older rapper. He knew that Yoongi put thought and planning into attending. He knew it wouldn’t feel right without all of his members there to support him. But much like everything they’ve experienced in the last few years, nothing ever goes the way they want it to. “You can’t help that you got sick.”
“But you worked so hard-”
“Yoongi-hyung,” Hoseok interrupts. He doesn’t want Yoongi to feel guilty. “I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. I know you’d come if you could. But we both know it’s best that you stay at home.”
“You’re not mad, are you?” Yoongi’s voice is small, fearful.
“Of course not.” Hoseok assures, “I’m disappointed you won’t be there tonight. It won’t be the same without you. But you need to prioritize your health.” Yoongi can hear the fondness in Hoseok’s voice. “So take some medicine, maybe a shower, and get some rest.”
“Thanks, Hob-ah.” Yoongi’s voice cracks, a sign it’s nearly. He tries to clear it, just to buy more time.
“Feel better, hyung.” Hoseok can tell Yoongi’s losing his voice. He wraps up the call, “I’ll miss you.”
“Enjoy the party. I’ll be waiting for pics.” It’s the last of his voice, the end of the sentence is nothing but a raspy whisper. He hangs up the phone, feeling much more at ease than he had previously. He takes care of himself, like he promised everyone that he would.
Yoongi sleeps most of the day away, trying to fight off the miserable symptoms. It’s a routine of naps and tea and fruit and naps and medicine and tea. While he’s taking his evening dose of fever reducers, he hears a knock on the door. He slips on a mask and goes to answer it. There’s no one there. Only a teal and black checkered box sitting on his stoop. Even his fevered mind recognizes the pattern immediately.
With a chuckle and a headshake, he brings the box inside. The words “Jack In The Box” are inscribed on every side of the box and Yoongi wonders how Hoseok had time to arrange for this despite how busy he surely was with everything else.
He opens the box and finds a small taste of the release party inside. The checkered pattern covers all the merchandise, obvious gifts he’s arranged for his guests. There’s snacks and tiny bottles of alcohol. There’s a mood lamp he assumes will turn his living room into a pink and teal strobe show. But there’s also a pouch of tangerines and a bottle of fever reducers and throat spray and cough drops. He also finds a box of licorice root tea that Yoongi knows is not easy to find. Along with all of it, there’s a handwritten note:
It’s not a real party without my SUGA-hyung. Please celebrate with us. ♡ Jack
Yoongi smiles, helping himself to the tangerines and graciously uses the throat spray. He sucks on a cough drop while setting up the mood lamp. When he finishes his tea, he falls asleep to the vibrant neons bouncing around his walls, thinking about how proud he is of his dongsaeng.
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A/N: I also banged this out pretty quickly for Lollapalooza. So there was very little editing or re-reading of the finished product. Call me out on my BS please. If I missed something, please let me know. As always, thanks for reading to the end! Feedback is always appreciated. And please let me know if I missed any tags or TWs. Please call me out for any errors you notice!
Time to go stream Hoseok's live!! <3