You are Jungkook. Recently your stomach had been very upset. But you were on tour, the show must go on.

Then you felt very, very nauseous all of a sudden so you took a sip of water and told a staff who got you a chair and brought you to the base of the stage where you could be not on the spotlight.

They got you a bucket too. And you felt it all come up at once. Damn. And onstage too.

But of course, Jimin is an angel. He turned his head after speaking, smiling, but then he saw you and sprinted the 200 foot stage to get to you, no hesitance as he kneeled down on the other side of the bucket, putting his hands on the side of your head with a concerned expression.

"Hyung, are you okay?" He squeezed your hand lightly then ruffled your hair.