Hoseok was finally home free. Dr. Min stayed by his side the entire time. Whenever he needed something he'd get it for hoseok, if there was a problem he would find a solution. Dr. Min also gave hoseok company. He'd talk with him about his experience as a doctor and a med student. Hoseok liked to hear the doctor talk about his life, in the short time he had known him he noticed Dr. Min didn't really share much of his personal life. Hoseok hoped to learn more. Once the Dr. released hoseok, yoongi was quick to offer hoseok a ride home. He knew for a fact that the medication Dr. brown gave him was quite strong. Far too strong to drive while having. He knew from prescribing it to many of his patients that it can make a person very drowsy. He also knew that taking it incorrectly can make the patient feel worse or heighten symptoms. The nurse gave hoseok the newly prescribed medication with his last meal before he was let go. Hosoek was starting to feel it now as he tried gathering his things. The medication sat heavy in his stomach along with the meal he had. It helped a lot with the pain in his stomach but he could feel the effects of it in his body. Hoseok yawned approximately for times as he was gathering his clothes into his bag, along with his charger and watch. yoongi counted in his head. All the more reason for yoongi to drive he thought.
Hoseok changed into new clothes. Once finished Dr. Min grabbed his things as well and began to walk towards the front of the hospital with hoseok. Once they reach Dr. Min's car hoseok stops. This catches yoongi attention and he stops as well. Hoseok felt a wave of guilt. The man had been helping him all day and all night for several days now and he's still helping him get home. Hoseok realizes that Dr. Min had taken a lot of time out of his day to help hoseok get better. " are you sure you want to drive me home. I can get a uber or I can call my neighbor up and ask for a ride. I just feel like a burden, you spent so much time helping me." yoongi looked at hoseok eyes he really wanted to help him but hoseok was feeling burdened all because of his help. yoongi really didn't mind helping the other. He just wanted him safe. No other reason. He told himself. Yoongi speaks up. " You're not burdening me, taking care of you is my responsibility as your doc-." "But your not my doctor?" " Mrs. Browns my doctor now. Hoseok blurted out. He felt bad immediately after. He felt rude for saying that. He was being rude to the person who's shown him so much care. But there just had to be a reason as to why yoongi was willing to help him so many times and for so long.
yoongi kinda snapped and got defensive. He knew hoseok wasn't dumb and that yoongi was more than a doctor helping out a patient. yoongi feared that it was more than that so he snapped. " your right! I'm not your doctor but I am A doctor. This means I can't just watch idly by when someone needs help. I couldn't help you figure out why you were feeling so bad but, I thought the least I could do is make sure you got home safe and wasn't feeling so bad. " yoongi looks to the ground feeling a bit bad that he let himself get a bit heated. " if you still want a ride I'm happy to give you one. I just really think you should ride with me so I can monitor you while you are on that medication. It's quite strong yoongi adds" yoongi made up an excuse to stay and take care of the other. " monitor?" hoseok says looking confused. " it's really strong, I've prescribed it to another patient before who hasn't had very good reactions to it. That's why when I met you I proscribed a much safer kind of medication." "I'm sorry," hoseok says looking gloomy. he put a hand on his stomach it was feeling odd again. " that was extremely rude of me. I know you're just trying to make sure I get better, and that you care a lot....... as a doctor." hoseok looks up to doctor min as he says the last sentence.
I'll take that ride." yoongi looks up. It's ok. They both hop inside the car and close the doors behind them. The first few minutes of the drive were dead silent. the only noise was the hum of the engine. Hoseok doesn't know if it was the little argument he started, the new meds, or the excessive bumps and potholes on the road but it all starts to take a toll on his stomach. They get on the highway. Dr. min drives faster. hoseok begins to feel sick. He doesn't dare look out the window. They're driving too fast and the blurry sight makes him feel worse. He keeps his head in his hands. He can feel the food shift around in his stomach. He hopes that he can just wait it out and just puke in the comfort of his own home if he has to. The feeling gets worse as Dr. MIn picks up the pace to go around a slow-driving car. Hoseok takes one of his hands and grasps the doors handle when the car jostles. His stomach isn't handling the movement well. He has to force down burps that come up each time his stomach jostles. He starts breathing roughly threw his nose, it doesn't help much in keeping him calm. His mouth begins to water. he's got to speak up or he'd make a mess in the incredibly clean car. Before he can even get the words out Dr. Min speaks out. Yoongi was lost in thought. He was upset at the conversation they had before leaving. He kept focused on the road as he thought. He was confused about his feelings for hoseok. He was mostly upset at himself for letting himself get angry and snapping at hoseok. Even if it's because he hasn't been geting much sleep lately. He had no excuse. He glanced over at hoseok. hoseoks hands were covering his face. yoongi watched as hoseok moved one hand from his face to the car's handle. " you ok?" Dr. Min asked in curiosity. Is your stomach giving you some trouble? " yoongi says looking back and forth between the sickly boy and the road. " actually..." hosoek starts. I'm not feeling very well. I think I need to stop." yoongi was confused for a moment. A little light bulb popped out of his head and he realized what the other man meant.
he quickly brought down his speed slowly and found a place to pull over. Hoseok was minutes away from puking but he swallowed back not wanting to make a mess. Swallowing only made it come back up faster. He moved his hand from coving his face and held his mouth instead. Yoongi was alarmed at how sick the boy felt so fast. He knew it wasn't a good idea to give him such a strong medication. This is exactly why he didn't proscribe it to him he thought. Yoongi makes it over to a patch of grass. Hoseok pulls on the handle that he's been holding onto so tightly. He steps out of the car and bends over the grass. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth. Sick he'd held captive in his mouth feel to the green grass. Another round came up. This time splattering, creating a puddle on the ground. He tries slowing down and taking a breath, but his body doesn't allow it. Causing him to bring up round after round. He felt energy leaving his body. He finally stops. He feels dizzy from vomiting so fast. His hands shake as he guides himself to the ground. He fells a calm hand on his back. It soothes him. Yoongi bends down closer. Hoseok seems to be enjoying the hand on his back. Hosoek sits back on his knees and tries to take in air into his lungs. He points his face up trying to escape the awful smell in front of him.
" Sorry, I feel much better now. " hoseok puffed out. hosoek moves his body further away from the puddle. He sits down and pulls his knees closer to his chest as he tries to catch his breath. Yoongi sits beside him. yoongi rubs his back and arm. " what happened?" yoongi asked. " I was a little carsick is all. It happens sometimes. I'm sorry I should have mentioned it." hoseok says in between breaths. " no, it's not your fault, I should have driven a bit slower. I just was lost in thought and got carried away." hoseok finally caught his breath. he stayed silent after Dr. Min's last sentence. He didn't feel like talking he still felt like a burden. He rested his head on his knees holding them together with his arms and staring at Dr. Min with his deep brown eyes. Hoseok was so tired he could fall asleep right where he sat. especially with the Dr. rubbing his back. He couldn't explain it, it was just so soothing. Hosoek yawns, and rubs his eyes. " we should get you home you're probably super tired after that." yoongi says rising to his feet. " no no let's go get some food first. " hoseok says still sitting on the ground. " really I owe you for all your help. " hoseok says geting up from the ground. " I thought you weren't feeling very well," yoongi says confused. " I'm doing much better throwing up helped a lot. Hoseok was lying. He still felt sick to his stomach and motion sickness usually lingered with him until he takes time to rest. I promise I was just a little motion sick." yoongi looks skeptical. " come on, please? I'm sure you are hungry, I haven't seen you eat very much. It's on me" he couldn't eat much when he was stressed yoongi thought." he'd been stressing over hosoek at the hospital. Plus he just hates the food there he always packs a lunch before going to work.
"fine" Dr. Min says, " only if you get yourself water where ever we eat."
"yay, hosoek says as he walks to the passenger seat of the car. They drive over and hoseok picks out his favorite restaurant. They sat at a table. The waitress asked what they would be having. They both looked at the menu. Hoseok wasn't hungry but he wanted to prove to the Dr. that he was doing better and that he didn't have to worry about himself. He ordered his usual. he'd regret that later. Dr. min noticed that they were serving one of his favorite meals and he ordered, that. Once their meals arrive Dr. Min chows down. He didn't realize just how hungry he was until he started eating. The food was great. Hoseok was trying hard not to seem suspicious. He had to force each fork full of his meal down. Each bite sat heavy in his stomach. He began to sweat. He was having an extremely hard time eating. He felt an extremely strong wave of nausea and quickly gulped down water. Yoongi saw and laughed a little bit. " you must be very thirsty." Yoongi calls the waiter over to get hoseok a refill of water. Hosoek really wishes Dr. Min didn't. He had to force the second cup down not wanting to cause any suspicion. He felt his stomach rage against the water.
He felt it coming back up his throat. He excused himself from the table. " Sorry, doc I'm gonna head to the bathroom a moment." Hosoek got up quickly and went off to the bathroom. Luckily this is his favorite restaurant so he knew exactly where it was. He pushed threw the door. it was relatively empty to his luck. He found the cleanest stall and waited for hell to break loose. Yoongi didn't think much of hoseok's disappearance. He just sat quietly and at his food. Hoseok wipes sweat from his face after he threw up his undigested meal. He stood hunched over the toilet waiting for another round. He felt terrible. He threw up another round and managed to gain control over his stomach. The dizziness was far stronger than before. He cleaned up and left the bathroom. A terrible bout of dizziness and nausea hit him outside the bathroom. He felt like he could tip over from the dizziness. He sat down outside the bathroom on a bench. He waited for the feeling to pass. As he waited he could feel pain rise in his stomach. He looked at his watch. The meds must have been wearing off. It's time to take another dosage. He had to tell Dr. Min but couldn't get up. With all the pain and dizziness he could get himself to move.
Thirty mins when by. Yoongi was geting very worried. He wants to give the man privacy but he feared something happened. The Image of hosoek limp body that night he found him popped into his head. He swiftly got up. Alarming those around him who were eating. Yoongi walked till he found a waiter and asked where the bathroom was. The waiter pointed to a back wall that lead to another area. He quickly walked to the area. Anxiety puts fearful thoughts into his brain. He was about to walk straight past hosoek but he saw him from the corner of his eye. Hosoek looked down and he had a hand on his stomach. Dr. Min put a hand on his back. " hoseok, let's go get your meds and take you home." hoseok didn't protest as yoongi threw and his arm over his shoulder and guided him out of the loud restaurant. Hoseok felt weak as he walked. But pushed on anyway wanting to get home. Yoongi took hosoek to the pharmacy market and got his medication. Yoongi drove carefully as he took hoseok home. When they reached hoseok house it was late in the afternoon. Hoseok was weak, tired, and nauseous, and his stomach hurt. He explained to yoongi when hoseok was home. yoongi sat hoseok down on hosoek's couch. yoongi took water out of hoseok's fridge. he pulled crackers out of his cabinet and gave the items to hoseok as he administered the meds. "Here," yoongi says. " take these.." Hoseok does as the doctor asks. He helps hosoek lay down in bed and get comfortable. " alright Mr. Jung." "thank you so much for the lunch I really appreciate it. I really do hope you start to feel better.
Yoongi walks toward the door. "wait. Please. " hoseok exclaims. " I know you're probably tired but please please don't leave me alone." Hoseok didn't want to be left alone with his thoughts and with how terrible he is feeling. Yoongi looked sadden. It's the first time hoseok sees him so sad. Hoseok knew he was being selfish again. "please." hoseok says eyes watering. Yoongi was extremely tired. But his feeling for hoseok overcame the way he was feeling. hoseok was so kind to him even through his sickness. Yoongi was beyond only wanting to help or feeling bad for him because he was so sick. Hoseok had something that he couldn't describe. He brighten yoongi's mood and it made yoongi want to stay around him. yoongi silently let go of the door handle. yoongi simply can't resist. "ok, I'll stay yoongi says walking up to hoseok who lies on the bed. He asked hoseok, what happened at the restaurant. be honest." yoongi says sitting on the edge of hosoek bed and the furthest end. yoongi was tired of standing he just wanted somewhere to sit. " I felt nauseous. that's why I went to the bathroom. I threw up a few times and I felt my stomach begin to hurt as I tried to exit. Which is why I was sitting on the bench." both of them were silent. hoseok was feeling bad for being caught in a lie. He felt the need to explain himself. " I just wanted you to know I was geting better but it got worse. "Jung.... you really scared me." He felt his voice wobble. I worry about you a lot. a lot more than my other patients" yoongi scoffs and hoseok laughs a bit. I've been giving you a lot of trouble, haven't I?" " yes, you have " yoongi says bluntly. hoseok laughs.
Yoongi thought the mood was geting lighter after the joke he made but hoseok burst into tears. " I'm really sorry Dr. Min. I'm so stupid, I shouldn't have lied to a doctor." yoongi leans a little closer to hoseok. " hoseok don't you ever say that about yourself. You're perfect the way you are. you are not stupid." hoseok blushed and looked down. yoongi's hand was on top of his again. Yoongi saw and moved his hand away. why did he keep doing that he thought? An awkward silence fell. yoongi kept the other company as hoseok lay in his bed sleeping. Yoongi's body was hurt. His back was killing him and it was night outside. " hoseok? yoongi says softly, his voice sounding sleepy. I'm gonna go lay on your couch." yoongi whispers. Sleepy hoseok looks at Dr. Min. " don't worry I'll be here when you wake up I'm not leaving. " Yoongi was absolutely exhausted he hand to lay down." Hoseok lays back as yoongi leaves the room. Yoongi settles onto hoseoks couch. He took a look at the door, it was still busted. He felt his eyelids get heavy as he fell asleep. Shivering as he slept.
An hour into yoongi's sleep He hears someone call his name.
hoseok couldn't stay asleep knowing Dr. min was on his couch. Dr. min has done so much for him. He went from a night of no sleep. To two nights sleeping in the chair of a hospital room. He felt bad that Dr. Min barely even got any sleep. So, He got up. He sees yoongi sleeping on the couch. He calls out to him. Dr. Min, he whispers. Yoongi turns over in his sleep. Hoseok calls again. He walks over to the sleeping doctor. He looks so small curled up on the couch. Dr. Min, whispers, Come sleep in my bed, it is more comfortable. I feel bad for making you sleep here. Yoongi felt hoseoks soft hand touch his shoulder. Yoongi felt like he was in a vivid dream. He thought he was in a dream. Surely this couldn't be real. hoseok guided the small man to his room. Yoongi couldn't feel himself climb in he was just there somehow. everything around him was hazy and dreamlike. Yoongi eyes are hard to keep open as he watches hoseok enter the bed and face him. They stayed apart, but somehow they got closer and closer as they slept. Yoongi opened his eyes and he was in the dream-like state again. He was laying on his side and hoseok was too in front of him. Yoongi took his arms and wrapped them around Hosoek. Thinking that if this is a dream he might as well make the best of it. Everything felt so real. Hoseok's soft breath rose and fell with his warm body against his own.
Yoongi didn't want to let go so he didn't. The last thing yoongi felt in his sleepy mind was hoseok grasping onto yoongi holding him back. hoseok was engulfed in warmth. He can't believe Dr. Min is actually laying here with him. though it was exciting he felt somehow extremely calm. Being here, with Dr. Min, he didn't feel sad. he didn't feel lonely about his friends and family being out of town. IN yoongi's arms he felt safe. They rested well threw the night. So did yoongi. He hadn't slept with someone in years now. Just to hold someone and feel their warmth made yoongi's heart feel indescribable. Hoseok held on to Dr. Min as he slept not ever wanting to let go. Dr. Min was allowing himself to be vulnerable and sleep with him. Maybe this was the start of something new hoseok thought. This is the sweetest dream yoongi has ever had. A bright light hits yoongi's eyes directly making him blink. His mind was groggy. He felt pins and needles in his arm. It was under something. Yoongi opened his eyes wide and sat up quickly. his heart was racing. He thought he was dreaming of laying with hoseok he didn't know it was real. This startles hoseok awake. Hoseok stares at yoongi as yoongi quickly gets up from the bed. Yoongi slides on his shoes he doesn't even recall taking them off. " Dr. Min?" hoseok says yoongi doesn't respond. Yoongi makes a move for the door but feels tightness around his wrist. "wait ? tell me what's wrong" hoseok thought Dr. liked this, being with him what changed? was he mistaken?"
"THIS!" yoongi says angrily. Angry that he let himself get comfortable. angry that he let hoseok see his true feelings. yoongi quiets down his voice this time when he speaks. "This is wrong hosoek.." hoseok can feel his eyes well up. "you. were. my patient, I could be fired for this. I shouldn't have let myself get carried away. " Yoongi grabs his things and storms off yoongi closes the door to hoseoks apartment. He walked to his car feeling intense anger and grogginess. What was wrong with him he thought. Hosoek lays back down on his bed for the rest of the day. He doesn't eat. He doesn't sleep. he just lays there crying looking at the ceiling. He stays that way until nightfall. He doesn't hear from yoongi again. Yoongi is extremely upset. lots of emotions run threw his head as he drives home. when he gets there he drops his bag and sits on the floor. He curls into a ball and puts his hands in his hair. Anxiety runs threw his body. He yelled at hoseok. the same person that has been so nice to him. The person who was taken to the hospital a few days before. The person that felt like a dream in his arms literally a few minutes ago The person he broke a door for and could have gotten in trouble for being around. He did it anyway all cause he wanted to know hoseok was safe. He wanted to be there for hoseok. Yoongi sat and thought for a really long time. He came to the conclusion that he can no longer fight his feeling for hoseok, he found it to be pointless and only hurt the other. He couldn't imagine himself not being around hoseok. but he knows he hurt him. He knew hoseok felt something too no matter how hard yoongi tried to avoid and ignore it.
Yoongi thought long and hard all day about the situation. he came to a final conclusion. He has to fix things. If he's going to keep this thing he has between hoseok he should do it right.
Yoongi picked up his phone and sends a text to hoseok...
yoongi texts hoseok.
Dr. Min: hoseok can we talk in person?
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Hosoek closes the door. Hoseok plops down on his couch and sighs loudly. How in the world does he miss a stranger he just met right now.....
Hoseoks stomach gurgles. He rubs it with his palm. He looks over to the clock on the wall. It was 9:00. It's still early, but if he goes to bed now then maybe he'll feel better in the morning. He had to get back to work and the dance studio. He hadn't missed many days before but his boss is quite strict and doesn't like when anyone of his workers misses a day of work. He sits up from his previous laying position on the couch. He rises slowly off the couch, keeping a hand gripped on his tummy. He checks his doors to make sure they're locked. Afterward, he proceeds to walk to his bedroom. He takes off all his clothes. and places them in the bin with the rest of his dirty clothes. He turns on the shower. As he waited for the water to get warm He goes back to his room and pulls out pajama pants from his closet. Once the shower is steaming hot he hopped in. He wasn't in there for long. A bout of nausea came and caused him to quickly hop out a minute after just geting in. He hovers over the toilet with water dripping down his body. He feels cold air on his skin as he waited. Nothing came up. Nausea didn't leave this time.
He hopped back in the shower, cleaned up for a bit, and turned off the water. The steam coming from the bathroom made his head spin momentarily. He was extremely tired now and he only wanted to rest. He headed back to his room. While hoseok dried off he noticed his phone on his nightstand. After he finished drying off he put on his clothes that lay neatly on his bed. Once dressed, he lay on his bed and picked up his phone from his nightstand. He wanted to send the doctor a nice text. Hoseok realized that he didn't have the number doctor min gave him. So he got back up, fished, and threw his jean pocket in his dirty clothes hamper. He pulled out a receipt with the doctor's number on the back. He laid back down on his bed and inserted the number into his phone. He texted the number.
Hoseok read over the text at least a hundred times. Rewriting, and rephrased the text differently until he was finally satisfied. Hosoek pressed send and placed his phone on his nightstand. He turned his body to lay on his side. He closed his eyes only meaning to rest a little bit as he waited. He drifted off to sleep...
Yoongi - POV -
Yoongi driving home. There was something about the guy. He seemed nice. There was something about hoseok that made him, wonder. Hoseok felt genuine to yoongi. Even though he was very sick today he still caught hoseok smiling several times. Sitting there in hoseok's apartment, talking with him made all his stress go away. Yoongi had been holding on to quite a bit of stress for weeks now. Of course, he never let it show, not to his friends, his family, or his coworkers, and definitely not to his patients. Patients go to the hospital to get better, plus you never really know what someone's going threw. Speaking of better, He really hoped hoseok was feeling better. He shook that last thought out of his mind. why did he care so much? It's after hours he doesn't have to think about him. He finally made it home. He turned off his car. Yoongi took his bag out of the back seat of the vehicle. He closed and locked his car and started walking. He knew for a fact that the first thing he was doing when he got inside was taking a shower and heating up some ramen.
He did just that. He took a quick shower and then heated up some ramen. while doing so, hosoek was at the forefront of his mind. He didn't feel tired. He walked over to his desk and sat down. He could either finish studying for his upcoming surgery he'd have to perform or he could do something he wanted. He had time to do both but he couldn't decide which to do first. He was about to blindly make a decision when he felt a buzz in his pocket. He pulled out his phone. To his surprise, it was a new number. He unlocked his phone to look at the message. It was hoseok. He read over the text message carefully. It was very thoughtful and kind. yoongi smiled reading it. Why was his patient worried about him he thought. Hoseok should be resting.
How should he even respond back? He started sentence by sentence. He sends out the message. He sends another he forgot to ask a question. He sent the last text feeling a bit nervous. He didn't know why he was literally just cleaning up hoseok's puke a few hours ago. He was only his patient, nothing more.
Yoongi took a deep breath shoved his phone back into his pocket and pulled out a textbook from his desk. he opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out the paper. He began studying the particular functions of the specific body part he'd be performing surgery on. He pulled out a pen from the cup that held pens and pencils on his desk. He began writing on the piece of paper. He wrote a full paper's worth of notes. He pulled out his phone and checked it. No reply. It was definitely delivered. Maybe the boy had fallen asleep. He seemed to be tired when he was in yoongi's care. Yoongi found him checking his phone in a pattern. The time in which he was writing notes and checking his phone became to grow shorter and shorter. Leaving him with irrational thoughts.
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What if there was a problem and hoseok couldn't reply. He could be choking to death on his vomit right now... Yoongi pushed terrible thoughts and scenarios out of his mind. He tends to do that a lot. push away his feelings it was the only way he could keep the stress and anxiety at a minimum. He also tends to care a lot about the people around him. Even when he doesn't show it or finds it hard to. He puts his phone away. He tries calming his mind and geting back to his notes. He knew most of the stuff already but keeping his mind sharp was always a priority. He wanted to have all the information pertaining to the surgery memorized. He had a week till the surgery but he still felt it important to study while he could. You never know when they'd have to call him back into work. He was still on the clock technically. He didn't have to worry about resting he was off the next day. which is why he would have taken care of hoseok as long as he needed. He left anyway feeling as though he was overstepping by staying any longer. Even while he was studying he was still thinking about hoseok he thought. Why was he feeling this way...
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Hosoek woke up in the middle of the night to awful pain in his stomach. Nausea had worsened in his sleep. The achy feeling never left and he still felt a bit of pain gnawing at his stomach. Only there was a new feeling of dizziness. Or was he hungry... he felt mostly sick. but that could be from hunger he thought. He had no idea what to do. He had no energy to get up and make food. He went for the water he had on his nightstand. He drank it hoping it will settle his aching stomach. He rolled over trying to get himself to sleep. It wasn't working. His stomach kept him up. He lay staring at the wall in pain. Could things be any worse? He'll probably have to call in tomorrow as well. He remembers he never did get his medication. He wishes he could ask a friend for help but his two friends were on vacation. He didn't plan on even telling them because he knew they would worry and try to come back. They really needed that vacation, he didn't want to ruin it. He would have been on vacation with them if it wasn't for work geting so busy. He overcomes loneliness. He got tired of just staring off at the ceiling so he took his phone off the nightstand. He planned to scroll endlessly on social media but he stopped when he saw he had a message from the doctor. hoseok reads the message. "Hello, It's no problem at all! I did make it back safe. It's kind of you to ask." " Are you feeling any better?" the doctor asked in the second message.
He sends back another message. " not really, I was feeling fine before but I started to feel awful again, plus I'm hungry but I can't get up to eat. " hoseok ended the message and sent it. He opens up Instagram while waiting for a response. He sees a picture of his friends while on vacation. It made him feel a bit jealous that he's not there with them. His mood was beginning to decline as fast as his health. He couldn't get over the sadness of his situation.
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Yoongi had fallen asleep on his last sheet of notes. He fell asleep at his desk, still upright. He was awakened to the sound of his phone buzzing he hopped up knocking pencils and pens off his desk. He wiped the drool from his face and the sleep from his eyes. Yoongi picked up his phone and looks at it. He sees the message from his patient hoseok. he feels extremely bad for him. Yoongi texts back super fast. " Have you taken your meds before bed? " he sent, feeling intense worry. " what did you eat yesterday?" " did you eat anything yesterday?" " have you been sic- " yoongi stopped himself he was bombarding the sick man with text messages.
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yoongi didn't want to worry the man too much but he wasn't taking very good care of himself. He wishes he could just help him get better. yoongi slaps himself mentally. That's right I'm a doctor. maybe yoongi was more tired than he thought. He decides to text back something useful. " let me come over and help you out. I can make you some soup I'm really good at cooking. Yoongi sends the text. And prepares himself to leave. He wasn't really gonna take no for an answer. hosoek needed help. As yoongi puts on his shoes, he notices that hoseok hasn't responded back. " hosoek? are you ok?"
Hosoek was curling in on himself, the pain had intensified and he was feeling nausea rise up his throat. He felt another intense crap. He held on tightly to his stomach and began to shiver. He had a blanket in his closet but he couldn't dare rise with the way his stomach was feeling. Yoongi was geting even more worried. He was afraid he might have to call an ambulance. Hoseok could a fallen or fainted in his home. Yoongi couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed his keys and walked out the door. Locking his apartment behind him before leaving. Yoongi could feel his heart racing. He sped over to hoseok house remembering exactly where it was. Hosoek hadn't texted for a really long time now. Yoongi would take a glance to see every now and then. Still nothing. The roads were empty. It was still nighttime. Hosoek decides it was too cold and that it's only 5 steps from his bed, he sits up. shakily. The blood in his head dips. His vision blurred and he saw black spots. He still stood up and tried to get it anyway. He was drowsy and not in his normal state of thinking. He felt a painful squeeze in his stomach and fell to the floor just as he tried to take a step. His knees gave out on him. His head was spinning wildly. Everything went dark.
Yoongi had arrived at hosoek doorstep. He calmed himself before doing anything. Yoongi's been in situations like thing before. He would worry about friends, working himself up and everything would be completely fine. He took in a deep breath and called hoseok up. He just needed to know that was alright and then yoongi would be able to relax. Yoongi's heart was still racing. yoongi put the phone to his ear. It was ringing. He was waiting for hoseok to pick him up. No answer. he called again. maybe he's in the bathroom or something he thought. sweat dripping down his face. yoongi's breathing picked up. He felt his self begin to panic after the fourth call with no response. Yoongi started banging on the door. He didn't stop until the next-door neighbor opened up. It was a younger man with tattoos. a big Italian greyhound dog comes up from behind him. The person guides the dog back into the apartment. Yoongi didn't care he kept banging on the door. He began throwing his shoulder into the door. while banging on it. " what's going on out here?" the neighbor says confused. " I think there's a problem with hoseok." "I'm his doctor," Yoongi says as he pounds and pushes on the door. " jungkook, my name is jungkook. " Jungkook moves over and began helping pry the door open. They keep going at it up until the lock snaps. Yoongi falls to the ground inside hosoek's home. He gets up and runs to hoseok's room. Yelling " Call AND AMBULANCE " Jungkook does so quickly.
he follows behind with the phone up to his ear. He explains the situation to the lady on the phone. " There's something wrong with my neighbor. Jungkook stops behind yoongi. Yoongi's heart dropped to the floor when he saw the hoseok layout on the floor. He runs over. He adust hosoek. tilts his head and puts his ear to hoseok's mouth. His breath was shallow and soft. Just barely breathing. Yoongi looked at his face. It wasn't flushed with red like it was when he left him. It was pale and his lips were pale as well. At least he was breathing. He couldn't do anything here though. Jungkook covers the phone with his hand. They said there almost here jungkook says to yoongi as he checks hoseok pulse. Yoongi's heart felt heavy at the sight of the boy and not being able to do much. He kept checking his pulse and breathing. Yoongi put a hand on hoseok forehead. He was burning up. He called softly to hoseok. Just as he did when he was sleeping on the examination table.
Yoongi never thought meeting hoseok would end up like this. Yoongi feared for his life as hosoek lay unresponsive. "hosoek" yoongi says. Jungkook watching from behind. Yoongi cradled his head in his hands. "hoseok". "Hosoek" Yoongi says a bit louder panic in his voice. he listen for hosoek breath and pulse again and called out his name again. "Hosoek!" Hosoeks pulse was weak and his breath could barely be heard. Yoongi could feel his eyes water. He could barely speak. anxiety filled his lungs. "hosoek". This time hook's eyes fluttered. Yoogni blinked his eyes clear and called out more. Giving hoseoks shoulder several taps. hoseoks eyes open. They were dull but alive. Yoongi keeps calling hoseok's name. Hoseok's eyes start to roll back a bit. yoongi's stomach drops. " Stay with me hosoek! HEY, I'm right here." Hoseok's eyes settle in the correct way. "ahhhh " hosoek moans. Hoseok was in a haze. but more responsive than before. " WERE ARE THE DAMN PARAMEDICS? "Jungkooks says walking to the door to check. They had pulled up the same moment jungkook looked. The door was wide open. He stepped out and waved at them. " OVER HERE" He yells out. Not caring about sleeping neighbors.
Hosoek's felt awful. The only thing he could feel is his stomach cramping and Aches across his body. Hoseoks brain was scrambled and confused. His vision was blurry but he could see someone talking and hovering over him. Hoseok's body barely gave him a warning before he felt something come up his mouth. Everything felt wrong. His body jerked. He had no energy to get up or even move. Yoongi sat hoseok up when he saw his body jerk. Hosoek retched at the movement. His body was extremely heavy and realized that he was throwing up. Hosoek made a choking sound, and he retched sick and trickled down his mouth. It was the water he had earlier. His stomach swirled and he winced. "ohhhh" Yoongi kept him up right a bit relieved that the was awake. Yoongi knew that there was something terribly wrong with hoseok. The ambulance was now in sight. The paramedics brought in a stretcher. Yoongi knew the paramedics who worked at his hospital. He worked with them all the time. They lifted hosoek and put him on the stretcher. Yoongi told them all the information they needed. "doc what are you doing here?" yoongi got a bit defensive." He's my friend and I was checking up on him. I found him like this.
"you being here probably saved his life." who knows how long he was like this." jerry says. As he strapped hoseok into the stretcher. hosoek coughed. catching yoongi's attention. Yoongi walked with hoseok as the paramedics pushed him on the stretch. Jerry, one of the paramedics had given him oxygen. Hosoek was freaking out a bit. "whats happening?" where am I? " hoseoks voice muffled by the mask covering his mouth. Before the paramedics could answer yoongi spoke up. " yoongi took hold of Hoseoks' had to calm him. " don't worry I work with them, these are my co-workers There going to take care of you I promise." Hosoek was crying. He was so confused and dizzy. " He didn't want to be left alone. He was laying down before and now he's strapped down but moving. Yoongi had to let go as they slid hoseok into the back of the ambulance. " meet us at the hospital doc. " The jerry says. before closing up the back and running over to the driver's seat. The ambulance drove off.
This fic is based on the suggestion on several anons, so if you see this you know who you are, and also thanks for the suggestions I really appreciate them very much! I hope you all enjoy it!
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The Appointment
Sickie: Hoseok
Caretaker: Yoongi (doctor)
Tw: inaccurate medical terms, general medical stuff, etc, emeto mention. Also a bit of adult language so beware.
The door closed behind doctor min. Hoseok sat on the edge of the examination table. He had his head in the medical bag. He tried to calm himself but it was no use. He gagged dryly, then retched. All the breakfast he focused on earlier that morning was gone. It fell into the bag, barely digested. Another retch climbed his throat. He was barely able to breathe in between retches. His hands shook as he held on tightly to the bag. He really hopes no one can hear him outside of this room. He couldn't help but retch loudly. That's how it's always been. Ever since he was always quite loud when puking. He eventually lost everything he's eaten today. This left his stomach sore and empty. He would gag and nothing more would come up. He was sweating bullets. His shirt was covered in sweat stains all around his neck and back were particularly visible. He set the bag off to the side but close by just in case he felt nauseous again. He douts he could bring anything else up but he didn't want to take any chances.
He laid back down and closed his eyes. He felt dizzy and his stomach was hurting a lot. Dr. min was out looking for data on what his patient might have. There wasn't enough information to dictate what it was so far it only seemed like it could possibly be a virus maybe? He decided to give the little information he found back to his patient. He picked up his clipboard and walked back to the patient's room. He knocked before entering. This was regulation even though the patient isn't supposed to be doing anything wild in the room they were always told to knock first. He gave a simple two knocks and then opened the door. Hosoek was laying down and the bag was full to the brim almost. The patient looked to be sleeping. Yoongi walked over to the table with the sink and other items wooden sticks and somewhere to store used medical items. He placed the clipboard down, he removed his gloved, and put on some hand sanitizer that was stationed against the wall. He pulled the rolling hair from under the table and sat down on it. Rolling over to his sleeping patient.
Hosoek must be very tired to be sleeping on the cold table covered in plastic yoongi thought. He stared for a moment. He was almost afraid to touch him. He was sleeping so peacefully. He hesitantly placed a hand on hoseoks shoulder. Yoongi watched silently as hoseok body rose and fell with gentle breaths. " hoseok" yoongi really didn't to wake him. There was no response. He tried again. " Hoseok" yoongi did it again this time speaking up but keeping his tone soft. " hoseok" The patient's eyes flutter. Hoseok finally wakes. He's groggy and forgets where he was for a moment but he was reminded when the pain came back in his stomach in full force. " huh?" hoseoks eyes are half closed. He sits up, resting on his elbows. Yoongi puts a hand on hoseok's back, trying to steady him. Yoongi couldn't help but stare into hoseoks eyes. They were so soft and sleepy. It was so cute. Yoongi immediately pushed this thought out of his head. He was working there was no falling for patients. He needs to focus on making him better not swooning over him. His eyes were really nice though.... and he had quite nice cheekbones... they were quite prominent and notica- Hosoek began to blush as yoongi stared into his eyes....and he's doing it again. dammit, yoongi thought. yoongi should probably say something instead of staring into the other man's face..." don't worry I'll tell you your results and I'll have you out of here so you can rest. " Hoseok was confused. The doctor was just staring for quite some time at him. It made him blush a bit. Hosoek was already nervous in the doctors' presence. Maybe it wasn't a long time? maybe he was the one staring. He was quite groggy from his nap. Hoseok wasn't fully awake.
Yoongi retracted his hand and hoseok began to sit up fully on his own. swinging his legs around the examination table. Yoongi watched and waited for the patient to stop moving. Yoongi could feel his hands shake a bit as he waited. He tried ignoring it and held on tightly to his dress pants. slightly wrinkling them in the process. Once hoseok stopped moving he put a hand on his stomach feeling it cramp up. yoongi rolled over to the table with the sink and grabbed the clipboard, then he rolled back to his patient. " so... I didn't find much information but. your symptoms subject that you have a stomach bug. I will get the nurse to send a prescription out to your local pharmacy. You can access some of the papers pertaining to today at the front desk. " yoongi looked up from his clipboard. " do you have any questions?" yoongi asks balancing the clipboard on his knee and pulling out a pen from his pocket.
" uhhh no sir, no questions." hoseok says not being able to say much over the pain his stomach is producing. " do you have a ride home?" " well, I had a friend drop me off but he had to go to work. I was planning on calling a uber.." for some reason yoongi was worried for the boy. He wanted to be sure that he got home safe. " I-I can give you a ride if you need one.." yoongi offered what was he thinking he was beating himself up internally. " I couldn't, I'm sure you have lots of work to do and I don't want to mess with your time." " no- no I'm geting off work in 5 minutes it's really not a problem." " you sure? is it know ... allowed." hoseok asked he was possibly geting a ride from some hot doctor he just met He must be dreaming with a fever right now. "It's not allowed but. I can do what I want when I'm off the clock, look, If you don't feel comfortable riding that's completely fine I just want to make sure you get home safe.
hoseok, I never met someone so stern, but caring. The doctor clearly cared a lot about his patients. " I'd like a ride!" hoseok says perking up a bit. " ok, give me a moment to clock out and I'll come to get you" " ok" hoseok was so confused but surprised. Yoongi closes the door and walks out with the clipboard. Yoongi hands the board to the nurse and informs her that he's clocking out. He had been there all night and because they were understaffed he had to take one last patient while waiting for another doctor to come in. He puts his lab coat in his locker along with his stethoscope, he pulls out his bag, and closes the locker. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and walks to the area in which doctors and nurses clock out. He walked to his patient hosoek's room. Hoseok was standing and waiting. He told hosoek that he'd go get his car and bring it to the front. While he did so hoseok walked to the front desk and got a few bits of paperwork.
Once Hosoek grabbed his paperwork He walked outside and waited for his ride. He hope he didn't take long his stomach was giving him a lot of trouble and he wanted to go home. Maybe he should have declined and got that uber. At that same moment, Dr. Min pulls up in a fancy all-black car. The seats were leathery and extremely clean. " yoongi rolls down the window. Hoseok bends down to look. Making sure it was the right person. " you ready?" yoongi says with a cheeky smile on his lips. It was defiantly his doctor. Only now he could see his face. It wasn't covered in a mask. Hoseok stared for a moment before geting in. yoongi was handsome. He had small soft pink lips and every now and then they'd curl showing yoongi's straightly aligned teeth. Hoseok sat down and put on his seat belt. Hoseok found it hard to look Dr. Min in the eyes because when he did it made his face turn a little redder.
Hoseok guided Dr min to his place. As Dr. Min drove hoseok's stomach began to make itself known to hoseok, only now it wasn't just pain but nausea. The thought of ruining some hot doctor's car made hoseok even more nervous, making him sweat again. Yoongi would keep an eye on the other man. He could tell he wasn't doing so well. He kept this in mind and drove a bit more carefully hoping it wasn't the movement of the car making it worse. They made it to hoseok place without incident. yoongi was slightly revived to know that his patient got home safely. It put his mind at ease. Hoseok stepped out of the car. He thanked Dr. Min. closing the door behind him. despite the doctor driving off. hoseok heart still beat at 100mph. He didn't know why. He just brushed it off and walked to his apartment complex. His stomach never seised the pain not even for a moment. He got to his door and pulled out his key to unlock it. his heart was still fluttering. He closed the door behind him and placed his keys and wallet on the table near the door. he then realized that he left the paperwork in Dr. Min's car. Dang, it. Hoseok says out loud in his empty apartment. It must have still been in his seat. Luckily it wasn't that important so he didn't worry about it.
He walked to his room. Once he was there he slipped off all his clothes leaving him in his boxers. He hopped in bed. Not long after 5 minutes did he fall asleep. He slept pretty deeply until he heard the doorbell ring. Once again groggy, with a painfully nauseous stomach he got up. He slipped on a shirt as he walked to the door. He looked threw the peephole of the door. Oh shit, he thought. It was the doctor from earlier. He unlocked the door and opened it. The bright light from the sun hitting his eyes makes him squint. " hello?" hobi says. " sorry to disturb, I noticed you left these in my car.." yoongi held up the stapled papers for hoseok to see. " oh yeah thanks !" yoongi held out the paper to give to hobi. " here" hoseok didn't reach for them. at that same moment, his stomach turned wildly and he felt dizzy. he felt onto the frame of the door. " uh... Mr. Jung? are you ok?" yoongi saw a change in hoseok demener. Hoseok hair was ruffled like he had been sleeping. Hosoek's facial expression looked like he was gonna be sick. His previous pink cheeks turned a sickly green. Hoseok gagged into his hand. nothing came up. " sorry... I" was all hoseok could say before having to cup his hand to his mouth and turn around. tried to make it he really did but his bathroom was just too far. yoongi had no idea what to do. Hoseok fell down halfway to the bathroom and puked on the floor. Yoongi felt wrong entering someone's house without permission but he could not just stand by as hoseok was struggling.
Yoongi entered the room and closed the door behind him. He went straight over to hosoek bending down and started rubbing his back. Hoseok felt comfort in the other man but it also made his heart beat pick back up. Hosoek retched and a sickening splat hit the ground. Hosoek was so embarrassed. Yoongi looked all around until he found a trash can. He slid it under the younger man. yoongi got up again and headed over to hoseoks kitchen he grabbed paper towels and found a cup and poured water into it. He practically ran back to hoseok. Hoseok was dry heaving. He didn't have anything on his stomach. He felt disgusted and embarrassed. He now had completely sweated through his shirt. It was hard for him to stay upright over the bucket. Once hoseok stomach calmed a bit and he wasn't puking anymore, yoongi passed him the water. Hoseok took it gratefully taking large sips. His throat was so dry and his mouth tasted gross. " Woah Woah, slow down," yoongi says contemplating taking the glass away. Hoseok eyes the other man and giggled with his lips still on the glass. " yoongi smiled back. and chuckled a bit too.
Hoseok stops drinking he's staring into yoongi's eyes. Yoongi's starring back. admiring the other's face. He had a bit of sickness on his face but he was still quite cute. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat. Yoongi was the first to break eye contact. He took the napkin he had in his hand and folded it. he took the corner of the napkin and dabbed gently at hoseok's face. yoongi cleaned off his face completely. hoseok didn't know what to say or do... He blushes. " thanks..." hoseok says looking down. yoongi can feel the blood travel to his head. " no problem..." yoongi says putting the napkin down and giving him some space. " how are you feeling? yoongi places a hand on Hosoeok's forehead unconsciously. Forgetting that he had just met this man a few hours ago at the hospital he worked at. Yoongi retracted his hand from the other forehead. " sorry, I should have asked if I could... uh check. he did it by instinct. He did that with friends and family if they mentioned they felt sick. He felt embarrassed he did that without asking permission. " no, no ... it's ...okay hoseok touched his hand " yoongi;s while body heated up. " I understand.. " hoseok continues. "you're a doctor, it was probably just a habit." hosoek let go of his hand feeling a bit awkward.
Hoseok stomach swirls and he grasps it tightly squeezing his eyes shut. " how about I help you to bed and I can clean this for you?" Hoseok blushes for the thousandth time today. " NO no I can clean it got it." hoseok says in between breaths keeping his hand on his tummy and his eyes closed. " you deal with sick people all the time, hoseok takes a deep breath in between his sentence. " it's your time off work. you should be relaxing not trying to take care of me... you should go.." hobi really didn't want him to go. he didn't want to be alone tonight but he had only met him today and as he just said Dr. Min should be relaxing. Hoseok was right, yoongi hadn't slept in two days because of work, and yeah he could be relaxing but he'd rather be here and help. "Hoseok, " yoongi says plainly. " I'm not leaving you like this. I'll just help out a bit and then I leave straight after... is... is that ok?" yoongi stammered a bit, afraid he was pushing boundaries. " ok... if - uh you still want to check my temp the thermometer is in my bathroom in the cabinet..." yoongi shook his head and got up. he went into the bathroom checking the cabnet for the thermometer. It was exactly where hoseok said it would be. When yoongi came back hoseok was face down spitting into the bucket. Hosoek wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. " sorry... hosoek felt the need to apologize this must have been gross."
"this ?" yoongi laughs. this is nothing. I've seen much worse. " " this is actually this is the tamest thing I've seen all week..." yoongi says sitting down next to hosoek on the floor. " what happened?" "wait never mind I'm not sure my stomach could handle it." hoseok was curious. yoongi was surprised by hoseok interest. " I'll tell you without the gross stuff but first, let's get this cleaned up," yoongi says standing up. " oh yeah!" hoseok says. I'll grab my cleaning supplies!" hoseoks sounds like he's cheering up. " hold on there cowboy.." hows about you rest on the couch and you tell me where they are," yoongi says grinning at how fast hoseok could get excited. " hoseok tells the doctor were the supplies are. yoongi cleans up the floor and dumps the bucket full of sick. He then proceeds to sit on the couch. yoongi checks hosoek temp. he had a low-grade fever. " they proceeded to talk for hours. Nothing feeling more and more comfortable around each other. " so, are you feeling any better?." yoongi asked. relaxed on hoseoks couch. Yoongi noticed that hoseok still had a hand on his stomach. It was more relaxed but it was still head-on to it.
Hosoek looked down at his stomach then back at yoongi. when he first met him earlier in the day he could barely look at him now he was completely relaxed and even telling each other wild stories. " I'm doing better than earlier much better actually." " I'm not even nauseous anymore..." hosoek answers. " great! I'm glad to hear it !" Hosoek really was happy that hoseok was feeling a bit better. " I guess I should ah..." yoongi started. No no, no hosoek was thinking Please don't go. Hoseok was feeling lonely already and dr. min hadn't even finished his sentence. " get going, it's geting pretty late, I should sleep." " Yeah, yeah... I'll wake you out." hoseok says quickly. They both rise from the couch. Yoongi sticks out his hand for hoseok to shake it. " it was nice chilling with you and I hope you get better.. Mr. Jung." yoongi was nervous and being far too formal for this current moment. "thanks so much for the help I really appreciate it a lot. " hoseok shakes his hand, he was trying so hard to hide the sadness he was feeling. the wake to the door and yoongi stands outside of it not really wanting to leave. "wait, " yoongi takes a pen and a receipt from the coffee he bout last night out of his pocket. He writes down something. " here!" yoongi hands it over. " if you need anything at all please call me, I really don't mind. this was the most fun I've had all week." yoongi admits. Yoongi shyly says good night and walks away. Hosoek thanks him again and watches as the doctor walks to his car. He wanted to make sure he was safe too.
Hosoek closes the door. Hoseok plops down on his couch and signs loudly. How in the world does he miss a stranger he just met right now.....
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Hoseok layed flat on his back on the examination table. He was a bit nervous. He hadn't had a male doctor before. Hoseok had pain in his stomach that had been building up for quite some time now. He started off being manageable with meds and rest but as he went on it only got worse. The pain in his stomach would keep him from being able to dance for long durations of time.
It would also make him feel sick when he ate. He was geting too out of hand and his friends told him he should probably get it checked out. So he did. He was now lying on an examination table on a then sheet of paper.
He looked at the plain blue wall in front of him. he was geting bored. waiting only made him more nervous, which made his stomach feel like it was full of bricks. Before, the nervous asked him a few questions and then told him to lay down and wait. Now he was here. the only time the nurse came back was to bring back an emesis bag if he felt sick enough to throw up.
The room was cold as well. He should have brought a jacket with him. but he didn't think he'd need one because the weather was so hot.
He was interrupted by his thoughts when he heard a knock on the door. Then it opened. " Hello! I'm Doctor Min I'll be your doctor today. Hoseoks body stiffened open hearing someone enter. " The black hair man walked over to the sink, washed his hands, and put on a fresh pair of blue gloves. " Hello! " hoseok replied back."
He picks up the chart that sat on the counter near the sink. " How are we today? Yoongi sat down on the backless rolling chair and swirled it closer to hoseok on the examination table.
Hosoek watches him the entire time. Yoongi looks a the chart in his hand. Yoongi reads the chart. " "well..." hoseok begins to answer the doctor's question. " My stomach has been feeling really bad lately and it's only been geting worse." As yoongi answered he spoke kindly despite the dead expression on his face. He spoke softly and calmly he seemed nice. Hosoek could only see the man's eyes because of the mask doctor min wore but he seemed to be handsome.
It somehow made him feel more nervous. The pain built in hoseoks stomach making him clutch it for a moment.
Yoongi noticed that and kept it in mind. " Now, I'm gonna check on a few things can you sit up for me? " Hosoek sat up. The move meant sent pain straight to his stomach causing him to ball up a bit and catch on to it again.
Yoongi made no comments on these things when he saw them he only wrote them down in his mental notebook. Yoongi pulled out his stethoscope. He put it on hoseok chest. It was cold to hoseoks skin. He listened for a moment and then moved it to the right side of hoseok chest and asked him to breathe in and out. Hosoek did so. taking nervous shallow breaths. Yoongi moved the cold stethoscope to the left of hoseoks chest. Hosoek was having trouble keeping still
His stomach kept acting up and making gurgling sounds making hoseok blush and feel further embarrassed. Hoseok did the same for the boys back. Asking too deeply breathe in and out, moving the left and then the right. Hosoek was beginning to feel that nauseating feeling in the back of his throat.
" All light thank you. Now I'm gonna have you lay back down for me, please. " Hosoek did so feeling that familiar pain rise once again in his stomach. The once freezing room was beginning to feel like a furnace to Hosoek. Hosoek lay back down feeling the protective paper shift and raddle beneath him. He tried to relax but every time he did his stomach would tense with pain. yoongi skipped a few steps he wasn't supposed to but he could see what was the real problem. Yoongi took the stethoscope and placed it on hoseok stomach.
" How you holding up?" doctor min asks looking into hoseok eyes.
Yoongi already knew the answer it was written all over the boy was uncomfortable and wasn't feeling well. Hosoek had to force down nausea that rose in his throat before speaking. " not too great...." hoseok puffed out. " I'll be more gentle. Hoseok listened to the boy's stomach. He sounds like a lot was going on. It sounds as tho he was having trouble digesting.
Yoongi listens to the other side. Same thing. That was a problem he thought to himself. He pulled a pen out of his lab coat and picked up the clipboard. Dropping the stethoscope that now hung around his neck. The silence coming from the doctor worried Hosoek. yoongi went back to asking questions. He was trying to give the boy's stomach a small break. It seemed to react to touch or movement. He knew that was probably pretty painful for hoseok.
Yoongi asked basic questions like has there had been a change in his diet. Has there been a lot of stress recently? any big changes? Did he recently or previously experience and trama to his mid sections. Hoseok answered them mostly being no or not really sure.
Yoongi went back to examing the younger stomach. this time with his gloved hands. " let me know if you feel any discomfort. " Yoongi says before removing hoseoks shirt from his stomach. Yoongi folded back the shirt. He started at the top of the hoseok mid section. He tried being gentle but he also had to be accurate in what he deduced.
He pressed down. It hurt but not too much. Hosoek stayed calm and still. Yoongi moved his hands a little furth down moving hands in different motions. It got quite painful still hoseok tried his best to sit still. He squeezed his eyes shut trying so hard not to squirm. It was when the doctor moved his hands further down did things turn for the worse. Hosoek could not contain the pain any longer. He curled up his body moving away from the yoongi's hands. Hoseok stomach ached terribly. "oowuchhhhhh." Hosoek moans. Hoseoks stomach jostled at the turning movement he did adding to the discomfort.
doctor min immediately retracted his hands out of surprise. Hoseok was quiet and still the entire time he was beginning to think that this was a prank or that he was just experiencing stress and pain. "How's your stomach?" Yoongi asks. "Hurts badly" that's all hoseok could muster as pain seizes in his abdomen. " what are you feeling?"
Doctor Min asked with wide eyes still shocked that he had hurt the boy and how quickly things changed. " It feels... " Hosoek took a breath in between sentences like he was having trouble breathing. " The worse right here." Hosoek points to the place on his stomach. " a-and I feel sick. " "Sick how" Yoongi got straight to the point. he had to confirm it was the kind of sick he thought it was. " nauseous. " Hoseok added after a few more deep breaths.
Yoongi looks at the sick bag on the examination table near hoseok leg and grabs it. Min hands it to his patient. " Here, You should probably sit up as well, my apologies for making you move so much" yoongi adds. Yoongi put a guiding hand on hoseok's back trying to make it easier for hoseok stomach this time.
Yoongi got up from his swirly chair and moved it under the sink. "I will be right back. Let me or your nurse know if you need anything. " He was going to go take his noted and search up what his patient had. He had a good idea of what it was but it was more important that he was absolutely correct. Doctor min left the room.
The door slowly closed behind it. Hosoek was glad he left. He held his head over the bad he had. He felt like he could puke at any moment. He could feel saliva fill his mouth. He swallowed several times. He felt extremely awful.
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