❛ 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞. 𝖻𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 [ ✓ ]

▹ Unwell

"George..." 

"Hmm?"

"Are you gonna answer that?" 

Yoongi raised his eyebrows at George, who was staring at his phone that was displayed with Namjoon's contact signalling that their leader was calling him. Allowing it to go to voicemail, George then proceeded to scroll through Twitter as if he hadn't just completely ignored what could've been an important phone call. Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows, beginning to wonder whether George had done that to him before. 

Once the car had rolled to a slow stop, George slid out the car and was met with Namjoon, who had been riding in a different car. The leader threw his hands up when he saw that George was on his phone, he glanced at Yoongi who shrugged his shoulders. 

"I called you," Namjoon informed. 

George nodded. "I know, I saw it." 

"Why didn't you answer then?" 

George shrugged. "Didn't feel like it." 

Namjoon sighed and walked away, grumbling something about nobody ever listening to him. George shrugged it off and turned back to his phone, trailing behind the others. Today was one of the days where George wasn't too out of control, but he was bratty. Stepping inside the building, he yawned and stuffed his phone into his pocket as his manager approached him.

"I need you on your best behaviour today, I cannot afford to be chasing a grown man around. So, for once in your life please act like a hyung." 

Surprisingly, George nodded his head in agreement. He took in the time to examine George and immediately, he realised why the boy wasn't being his usual chaotic self. The bags under his eyes, the pale skin, the red nose...George was sick or at least, he was in the early stages of getting sick. Internally groaning, he grabbed George's arm and pulled him away from his members who watched worriedly. 

"How hadn't we noticed he was sick?" Hoseok piped up with a small pout. 

"Because George usually complains about every single bit of pain he's feeling. Today, he has just been quiet which usually means his throat is sore," Namjoon sighed and ran a hand through his hair feeling quite stressed. George usually mentioned when he wasn't feeling the best, but the boys soon started to realize that George hadn't said much at all today.

Meanwhile, George's body screamed as his manager made him sit down on the sofa. The morning prior, he had woken up with a stuffy nose but thought nothing of it. Then, when he woke up today, his throat felt like it had been cut a thousand times, his nose was running and his body ached all over. He had tried to keep it quiet knowing it would cause a lot of stress for his management and members as they had to film today. 

A member of staff entered the room with a blanket and a warm smile. She wrapped it around George's body before pressing a hand to his head.

"You're all clammy and flustered. You're also burning up, why didn't you tell anybody about this? What happened to the George that complained for two weeks straight when he got  a papercut?" 

Yes, that actually happened once.

"Yeah, I would but that's kinda hard to do so when I can barely talk." 

Sighing, she nodded. 

It wasn't long before all seven boys entered the room and Taehyung let out a dramatic gasp as he dropped to George's side, taking his hand in his. 

"How much longer do you have left?" 

George scoffed and pushed him back onto the floor with a scowl. "I'm sick, Tae. Not dying. Don't be so dramatic."

"Oh, you're calling me dramatic?!" Taehyung responded with wide eyes, pointing from George to himself. 

Personally, George didn't get why so many people called him dramatic. He didn't think so.

The seven boys soon grew bored of the conversation and moved away to do their own thing, leaving George in the hands of Jin. George reached over and grabbed the eldest members hand and cuddled it close to his chest as he closed his eyes. Jin sighed and sat down on the floor, so he was a little bit more comfortable whilst George cuddled his arm. 

He couldn't lie, as much as it was an inconvenience to sit on the floor, George did look really adorable whilst clinging onto him. It wasn't long before George decided to ruin the moment.

"Hmm...Hyung, you know drowning yourself in cologne won't cover up the lingering stench of pure loneliness, right?" 

Jin pulled his arm away and scowled whilst George burst out laughing. "You're grounded." 

George shrugged. "When am I not?" 

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Okay so, I am in so much pain with my body like it just aches, so I am so sorry that this seems rushed. My arms hurt like a buttcheek on a stick. 

Thank you so much for reading, this wasn't proofread but I hope you enjoyed anyway. 

You are greatly appreciated 💜

- Blue x