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"What is the thing that scares producers the most?“
Wow, that’s a really thoughtful question
Yoongi is pondering for a few seconds on whether to give his actual answer or the usual one. But, something about the dozens of genuinely thoughtful questions from the interviewer made him actually think about an honest and thought-through answer.
After a few seconds, he finally decides on an answer.
"Of course, my fans not liking my song-but considering everything that can go wrong in live, my honest answer of what really scares me to death would be losing my hearing probably. Maybe not the same way Beethoven did, but I wouldn’t be able to bear not being able to hear any music anymore—the one thing that I fell in love with first. And I’m also very sure I wouldn’t be able to continue making music, so that would probably be my biggest fear.“
There’s understanding nods and agreeing sounds coming from the members and the interviewer.
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He’s so happy. Being right here, on stage, with his family, is where he wants to be the most. The fans loving the new album took away all of his worries-he can’t help but be all carefree and excited. One moment he hears the loud screams from the crowd, enjoying listening to Jungkook’s vocals.
He really improved. I’m so proud of him.
The next moment, it’s just quiet.
Did my in ears break?
He slowly takes them out of his ear.
Why can’t I hear anything..?
His breath starts speeding up. Why can’t he hear anything?! He starts panicking. Tries clapping next to his ear once. Twice. Nothing. He starts looking around with tears in his eyes. The members are looking at him.
Right, it’s around time for my part now…
They start approaching him. He can see their mouths moving, smiles on their lips. They’re teasing him, thinking he got emotional.
"Why are you crying now?“
"Aigoo, are you that emotional?!“
"Everyone, Yoongi is crying!“
His breath is at an unnatural pace now. He’s trying to get them to help him, to just, do something, anything. He watches as their smiles start disappearing one by one. He can’t hear his own voice. He tries talking with them when they finally reach him, 6 worried faces surrounding him. Was he talking to them? He can’t even hear his own voice. The quiet is painful. He can’t even hear his own heartbeat.
Am I dying..?
He watches as their faces go pale-he had apparently actually told them that he couldn’t hear anything, because now they were also clapping furiously next to his ears. It pushes him over the edge, his tears running down his cheeks like a waterfall, his sobs-by the way his chest is shuddering he can guess that he’s sobbing-escaping freely. Jimin engulfs him in one of his comforting hugs-he doesn’t bother pushing him away but he also doesn’t have it in him to hug him back. He can feel the back of his head getting stroked by him, but he doesn’t really register it. His legs slowly give out.
Why...me?
He sinks to the ground, not bothering to hold back at all. He’s crouching now-and screaming. The members are equally horrified and don’t know what to do. Jimin keeps holding him despite the pain in his ears from yoongi’s screams full of agony. Suddenly the comforting warmth disappears and someone with a black T-shirt crouches in front of him. He sees his lips move, but can only continue crying and look around helplessly.
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"I can’t hear anything!“, Yoongi manages to blurt out between his crushing sobs. He wasn’t screaming anymore.
At least I was able to calm him down a bit…
Jimin doesn’t bother wiping away the tears running down his own face. He’s so scared for his Hyung right now. His whole attention is fixated on his face and voice. The medic next to him is taking his vitals. Yoongi flinches at the sudden touch despite the medic having warned him that he was going to touch his arm now. It makes Jimin get overwhelmed by his tears, actually bothering to wipe them away, wanting Yoongi to focus on him.
"Hey, Yoongi, Hey…“
He touches his other arm lightly. His heart breaks at the sudden flinch from Yoongi. He tries his best to communicate with his expression: a warm smile, a comforting nod, trying to tell him that "everything will be alright“. This seems to calm Yoongi down a bit and he’s actively paying more attention to what’s happening around him. He even watches the medic intensely as he’s taking his vitals.
Jimin takes the chance to stop ignoring the chaos around him: Fans screaming in confusion, Jin and Namjoon talking and arguing loudly with staff members from behind him, Taehyung crying silently next to him, Jungkook talking with the medic from behind him, Hoseok sitting right next to Yoongi despite said person hadn’t noticed him yet. The lights have been turned on long ago. The concert was permanently stopped. He could see security starting to escort fans outside-there would’ve only been around 30 minutes left of the concert anyway, so Jimin didn’t feel as guilty.
He didn’t have the time to think more about the chaos around him any longer, as he felt Yoongi’s arm flinch in his hold-the medic had inserted an IV and he had gotten startled. Jimin focuses on him again, trying to soothe him down with words, but quickly realising that he needs to focus on communicating through eye contact and facial expressions…
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"What do you mean you can’t do anything?! I want all of the fans escorted out, NOW.“
Namjoon can be really scarry when he’s mad…
But Seokjin couldn’t blame him at all. He was just as mad-furious even. Security was being incredibly slow with escorting the fans outside. The last thing Yoongi needs is an audience during the worst moment of his life-no, the worst scare of his life.
Yoongi’s going to be alright. It’s just a little scare. He’ll be hearing again after the medic takes a look at him. He’ll be fine.
"Why don’t you try requesting some more units?“
"YES, thank you Jin for the valuable idea, call them right away, tell them it’s an emergency. We need as many as possible, I want these people out of the stadium ASAP, do you understand me?!“
"Yes sir!“
The poor staff…
Seokjin has succesfully de-escelated the situation and as soon as the staff steps away he focuses on calming Namjoon down. The last thing they need right now is their leader being irrational...
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Jungkook doesn’t avert his watchful eyes from the medic’s hands for even a single second, deliberately ignoring the sobbing Taehyung clenching his pant’s leg helplessly, telling him, or just anyone, to do something to help Yoongi. To heal him. To give him back his hearing.
"What do you see? Do you know what caused this?“
Jungkook is waiting for an answer he doesn’t get.
"Did you notice Yoongi having a fever or mentioning any pain in his ears? Did you have to repeat yourself a few times until he understood you?“
The medic didn’t look away from Yoongi’s ears, making sure to not miss anything.
"He mentioned the room being hot while most of us were shivering. Never has he mentioned any pain, but he usually doesn’t do that, so there’s a chance he might’ve experienced some pain… I did notice him asking us to repeat what we just said a lot today…“
"Okay, so I’m suspecting a middle ear infection. The symptoms are matching. For now, we’re going to drive to a hospital with him immediately. It’s only a suspicion, we’ll know for sure after some actual tests.“
Jungkook just nods, speechless and utterly guilty for not having noticed how much his Hyung must’ve suffered. He watches as the medic walks off-something about guiding the paramedics to Yoongi. For now, he needs to make sure that Yoongi stays calm. If it’s a middle ear infection it would probably heal just fine with antibiotics—at least that’s what Jungkook told himself. He needed to be the one that stays composed as an anchor. Despite being not a doctor, he convinced himself it wasn’t that serious.
After a few seconds of silently watching Yoongi, who was now quietly looking at the ground, tears still running down his cheeks, he gets an idea of how to communicate with Yoongi. He pulls his phone out and opens the notes app. Now they could properly calm him down. Jimin, Jungkook and lastly Taehyung take turns writing something and then hand the phone to Yoongi. It was a great idea, as Yoongi visibly relaxes and types something too. He hands it back and Jungkook can’t help but notice the tremor in his hands.
He’s probably full of anxiety…
But reading what Yoongi wrote makes him choke on his tears.
I want to keep doing music Jungkook-ah. Can you tell them to heal my ears?
Jungkook hurriedly blinks his tears away
Don’t worry Hyung. I’ll do everything to make sure they give you your music back. No one will take anything from you—I promise.
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