BTS sickfics (original)

Namjoon

Requested by namjoon-deserves-all

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It was a typical Thursday afternoon when the members of BTS arrived back at their shared dorm after a long day of promotions. They were tired, hungry, and stressed from the endless interviews and photoshoots that seemed to never end. Namjoon, being the leader of the group, was the first to walk through the door and immediately noticed the tense atmosphere in the room. The other members were scattered around, sitting on the couch, or lying on their beds, their faces set in frowns.

"What's wrong?" Namjoon asked, frowning in confusion.

The other members exchanged looks, and then Suga spoke up. "We're just stressed out, okay?"

Namjoon frowned, "Stressed out about what?"

"Everything!" Jimin exclaimed, sitting up abruptly. "We have so many things to do and not enough time to do them. It's like the world is collapsing on us!"

Namjoon sighed, understanding the feeling. "Okay, I get it, but you guys need to calm down. We've been through worse."

"That's easy for you to say," Jin snapped, "You're not the one who has to constantly come up with ideas and choreographies. It's like you're not even contributing to the group anymore."

Namjoon's eyes widened in shock at the accusation. "What are you talking about? I'm always working on something."

J-Hope scoffed, "Please, Namjoon, you're always holed up in your studio. We hardly see you anymore."

Namjoon shook his head, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was a problem. I'll try to make more time for you guys."

But the others just shook their heads in frustration. "It's not just about making time," Jungkook spoke up, "It's about pulling your weight in the group. We're carrying too much on our shoulders and it's not fair."

Namjoon felt his heart drop at the words. Was he really not doing enough for the group? He had always thought he was pulling his weight, but now the others seemed to have a different opinion. He silently excused himself from the room and made his way to his studio, feeling like a weight was pressing down on him.

As he locked the door behind him and settled down at his desk, his mind couldn't help but go over what the others had said. Did they really think he wasn't working hard enough? Was he really the weakest link in the group? His mind swirled with anxiety and self-doubt, and he found himself sinking into depression.

Over the next few weeks, Namjoon became a recluse, spending all his time in the studio and barely coming out to eat or sleep. He worked himself to the bone, trying to come up with new ideas and compositions, all the while wondering if he was doing enough. He even started skipping meals and sleep, and soon his health started to suffer as well.

The other members noticed the change in Namjoon, but they didn't know how to approach him. They felt bad for what they had said, but they didn't know how to make it right. The tension in the dorm only grew, until one day the manager showed up unexpectedly.

"What is going on here?" he asked, looking around at the tense and somber atmosphere.

The members looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Finally, Suga spoke up. "We've been stressed out, sir. There's just so much to do and not enough time. We don't know what to do."

The manager frowned, "Well, you need to figure it out. Your fans are counting on you. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I heard that Namjoon has been living in his studio and not taking care of himself. Is that true?"

The members exchanged uneasy glances, not wanting to admit the truth. Finally, Jin spoke up. "Yes, it's true. We didn't know what to do."

The manager's expression softened. "Namjoon is your dongsaeng, your leader, and your friend. You need to take care of him. You can't let him burn himself out like this. Get him out of that studio and apologize for what you said. He needs to know that you still value him as a member of this group."

The members nodded, feeling guilty for what they had done. They immediately made their way to Namjoon's studio, knocking on the door. When there was no answer, they grew worried and tried the door, finding it unlocked.

They made their way inside and found Namjoon hunched over his desk, his face pale and drawn. He didn't look up as they entered the room.

"Namjoon hyung, we're sorry," Jungkook said hesitantly.

Namjoon's eyes flickered up, but he didn't say anything.

"We were wrong to say those things. You're one of the hardest working members of this group, and we're sorry for not recognizing that," Jin spoke up.

The others nodded in agreement, and slowly Namjoon's face softened. "It's okay," he said softly, "I know you guys were stressed out. We're all in this together."

"But anyway it's not an excuse to tell you what we told you. And it must not be repeated," Jin said in a serious tone. Just like a real hyung.

"Hyuuuuung"

They embraced each other only as they know how.

The members breathed a sigh of relief, and they spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, trying to ease the tension that had built up over the past few weeks. Namjoon still had a lot of work to do, but with the support of his members, he found the strength to keep going.

From that day on, the members worked together to support each other through all the stresses and hardships that came with being part of a famous band. They learned the importance of communication and understanding, and they never let petty conflicts tear them apart again. And Namjoon, he never forgot the importance of taking care of himself and never let the doubts of others bring him down again.

They are bulletproof, lovely and handsome!