Jeоn Jungkoоk

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The deafening noise of the stadium gradually faded, replaced by a resounding roar in his ears and heavy, ragged breathing. The concert ended on a high, but for Taehyung, the final songs were a true test of endurance. Even before he took the stage, he felt a treacherous weakness in his knees, and by the end of the performance, a feverish heat scorched his body, clouding his vision. Barely reaching the dressing room, he sank limply onto the sofa, feeling an invisible pressure on his lungs, preventing him from taking a full breath. Chaos reigned all around: staff fussed with towels and water, the members, hot and tired, chattered loudly, and the bright lights pierced Taehyung's inflamed eyelids.

Jungkook, always so collected and serious, seemed at that moment the only island of calm in this maddening whirlpool. He didn't succumb to the general hustle and bustle, but silently sank down next to Taehyung, offering his body as support and wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"Tae-tae, you're not going to fall asleep right here, in this noise, are you?" Jungkook gently touched Taehyung's forehead, checking his temperature. "Just hold on a little longer, okay? A soft bed and silence await you at home, but for now, just relax and don't think about anything."