You went up to him and shook his face trying to get him to wake up, when he didn't, you took out your phone and called Hoseok. In just a few minutes, he was already there.

"Thank god I was around the area." He said as he carried Taehyung to the car and drove to the nearest hospital.

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"He'll be alright." The doctor said, "He's just suffering from a small fever and high stress levels. Make sure he rests well."

"God, Taehyung! I warned you!" You said as he looked at you, barely awake.

"Taetae," Hoseok said, "You have to rest, I understand the pressure you're under- but don't ruin your health over it."

"I'm sorry." He frowned, "I should've listened to you."

"Don't be sorry, just be careful." You replied and Hoseok nodded.

"Are you able to get up now?" Hoseok asked. Taehyung nodded as he got up and the three of you headed to the car.

Hoseok drove back to your apartment and helped Taehyung keep his balance as his head hurt from falling on it.

"I'll stay here for a while." Hoseok said as he entered your apartment and made some tea for everyone.

"What happened?" Jungkook asked when he arrived home.

"Taehyung fainted from stress and has a mild fever now." You replied.

"Hope you feel better soon, hyung." Jungkook said as he gave Taehyung a back hug.

"Thank you, kook." He smiled.

You took all of the teacups to the sink and started washing them as you felt two arms sneak around your waist.

"Hey baby." He whispered as he gently put his head between your shoulder and your neck.

"Are you alright?" You asked him as you ruffled his hair.

"Well...actually... nevermind." He said.

"Hobi, you can talk to me." You reassured him.

"I know that, don't worry." He smiled and kissed your cheek. "I have to go now, I'll text you."

"I'll be waiting." You smiled.

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It was starting to get late, but you wanted to finish editing Taehyung's video. He never asked you to do it, but you wanted to give him one less thing to stress over.

Finally, you were done and excited to show him the result.

"Tae~" You said as you snuck up on him from behind the couch.

"You started calling me 'Tae' a lot recently." He said with a grin.

"Do you prefer Taehyung then?" You asked, sarcastically. "I have a habit of calling people by nicknames, don't think you're any special."

"If you say so."

"Anyway, I finished your video."

"And you say I'm not special to you." He smirked, causing you to give him a death glare. "On a more serious note, why would you do that?"

"I don't want you to stress over this."

"Y/n, thank you so much." He smiled genuinely. "You don't understand how much this means to me."

"Anytime, Tae." You said, "How are you feeling right now?"

"Honestly, not any better, probably worse."

"Really?" You said as you placed the palm of your hand on his forehead. "Whoa, let me check your temperature again."

You took out the thermometer from your first aid kit and took down his temperature. "Oh no, it's a lot worse."

"I have 6 shoots tomorrow, I can't skip them." He said with a tone of panic in his voice.

"I'm sorry, you have to rest. Doctor's orders."

"What if-"

"Taehyung, I'll take care of everything and make sure to postpone your shoots, stop worrying and rest."

"Fine." He said, a look of defeat across his face.

"I'll take care of you tonight." You said as you turned on the TV for him and got him a glass of lukewarm water.

"You don't have to." He said.

"Can't let our top model disappear for more than a day." You said with a smile. "Wanna watch a movie together?"

He nodded excitedly. "Let's watch Jumanji!"

"Sure!"

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After the movie was over, you closed the TV and asked Taehyung if he needed anything.

"No thanks." He replied.

"Well, my bedroom door is open, so if you need anything during the night, call out for me." You said.

"You know I can still walk, right?" He laughed.

"I'm just trying to make things easier for you." You eyerolled trying to hide the smile. "Good night."

"Good night."

You went into bed and just as you closed your phone, you received a message. It was Hoseok.

You got up from bed, changed into clothes and got your night robe in a small bag.

"Y/n?" Taehyung's head appeared from the couch, "Are you going somewhere?"

"Sorry Tae." You said, "Hobi wants me to spend the night, I'll make sure Kookie takes care of you."

"It's alright." He faked a smile which you knew all too well, "Enjoy!"

You told Jungkook you were leaving and told him to keep an eye on Taehyung. You then got a taxi and went to Hoseok. It wasn't that late at night, but your day was so long it felt like it was past midnight.

You knocked on Hoseok's doorbell, he opened right away then hugged you.

"What's wrong, babe?" You asked him, your voice full of concern.

"Come in first." He gave you a tiny smile.

You entered his dimly lit apartment, "Is Yoongi still here?"

"He is, but he's not home yet. You probably won't see him tonight, he comes very late."

"Oh, I see."

You went to the bathroom and wore your night robe. When you went back out, Hoseok wasn't there anymore. You found him in his bedroom, lying down under the sheets.

You crawled under the covers and put your head on his chest as you wrapped your arm around his waist. "What's wrong, hobi?"

"My mom is really sick." He said as he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you as close as possible to him.

"Hobi...I'm so sorry to hear that."

"I just don't know what to do." He said, "I've taken her to the best hospitals and paid all of the hospital bills myself, but she's still sick."

You pulled him closer and placed a kiss on his cheek, "I'm here for you."

You felt warm tears slowly flowing down his face. You wiped them away and played with his hair gently.

"I'm sorry, Y/n." He said, breaking the silence.

"What for?" You asked.

"I might have to travel." He said, "I'm not sure how long it'll take for her to recover, but I'll have to stay with her until she does."

Your heart dropped, but you couldn't show him that. This was a really important situation, and you were sure he has already thought everything through before deciding.

"I love you, Y/n." He said, "But I don't want to hold you back. Let's...Let's break up."