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[sickiebabytae]

Morning Problems

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretaker: Jin (+ kinda the rest of bts??? ish?)

Word count: 730

T/W: mentions of emeto

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Jungkook rests his head back against the wall, knees pulled up to his chest as he fights back tears. He's currently curled up in the bathroom - a result of the absolutely miserable morning the boy has had. First, he woke up to wracking chills and an awfully aching stomach, then he threw up for what felt like days, and now he's here. 

The poor maknae's breath catches with another cramp and he finally lets a sob rip from his already grated and raw throat. Tears spill down his cheeks, mixing with the cakey sweat and hair stuck to his skin. 

Jungkook honestly just wants to be held and rocked to sleep. Taken care of. But it doesn't feel right to ask of any of the members that, what with their incredibly busy schedules.

He continues to cry for a while on his own, sniffling and coughing and sobbing. His stomach eventually decides that these actions are too much and it rebels again, forcing him back over the toilet with a violent, loud retch.

Seokjin finally startles awake at the foreign sounds, upright in an instant and brows furrowed. He checks the time and hums worriedly. 5 am… who would be awake at this time?

Deciding to save the questions for later, Seokjin gets up to go investigate. Following the sounds to the bathroom, the eldest recognizes what's going on - somebody is throwing up. 

Frowning, Seokjin hurries his pace, throwing open the door and gasping. "Shit, Gguk," he breathes out. He crouches behind the maknae, laying a hand over Jungkook's broad and sweaty back. Seokjin winces at the heat. "Aigoo, you're burning up…" Reaching his free hand up, Seokjin cards it through the younger's long, damp hair. 

Jungkook sobs again, choking back more retches. "Hyungie… don' feel good…" The boy slurs.

"I know, I can tell." Seokjin murmurs. "Are you done, Gguk? Or do you have more?"

At that question, Jungkook only begins to cry harder. It shocks Seokjin, but the older is quick to pull Jungkook close with a soft coo. "Hey, hey, you're okay… I've got you, bun. Tell hyung what's wrong, hm?" 

"I-I… I've jus' been th'owin' up so much… 'n I'm sick of it…" Jungkook chokes out. "Been awake for hours…"

Seokjin frowns. "Bunny… why didn't you tell anyone? You should've woken one of us up to take care of you." He scolds gently, tracing circles on the maknae's chest with his palm. 

"Didn' wan' bother you…" Jungkook begins to trail off, eyes fluttering shut. The poor boy is utterly exhausted from both his bug and the ridiculously awful morning he's had. 

Seokjin lets out a small sigh and shakes his head. Noticing the younger beginning to fall asleep, a smile tugs at the corners of Seokjin's lips. He raises his hand from Jungkook's chest and begins to run his fingers through the boy's long hair that was slick with sweat. "I've said it before and I'll say it again," the older begins, "you'll never bother or burden us when you aren't doing well, Kookoo. Either physically or mentally. Me and the rest of your hyungs are here to help and support you no matter what."

Jungkook manages a weak nod. "P-Promise…?"

"I promise, Gguk. Now come on, let's get you to bed, hm? Hyung will stay with you and be right there when you wake up." Seokjin assures, somehow able to scoop the boy up into his arms with a grunt of exertion. Hurrying to Jungkook's bedroom, the older lays the maknae down and gets in with him, tucking Jungkook in, being cautious and careful and meticulous. He wants his baby to be as comfortable as he can get.

Jungkook lets out a quiet, content hum. He fists the fabric of Seokjin's shirt and buries his head into the older's chest. "Love you, hyun'..." He slurs, right before drifting off.

The words take Seokjin by surprise, a shocked but happy smile spreading across his face. He pecks the maknae's forehead. "I love you too, sprout." He whispers. 

And sure, the rest of the day goes by in a similar fashion to the events of that morning, but Jungkook finds that he doesn't mind. His hyungs are all there to help him through it and take care of him, make sure he's comfortable and always asking if things hurt. 

The maknae couldn't ask for a better family. 

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A/N: so... after ten million years I've finally gotten a fic out! ahhh! I'm so, so sorry it has taken me so long, and I'm not gonna bother you with any excuses. just know I'm so incredibly sorry :(

anyways, this very short, probably very bad drabble is dedicated to @vantaestummy who made a post about wanting a long haired koo fic. again, so sorry to them for taking so long on this! school has been hectic 😅😅

I hope you all are doing well during these stressful times, but we'll get through them in the end as long as everyone remembers to stay safe, wash your hands regularly, and stay home!

that's all for this long a/n haha, goodbye!

[min-yunki-agustd]

hey! can i request a sick tae? anything is fine.

Hey, Of course! I hope you enjoy it!

Sickie: TaeTae

Caretaker: OT7

Tw: emeto, nausea, fever, descriptions of V*****

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Poor Taetae didn't know what came over him. He was supposed to be enjoying time out with the members. Their schedules were now separate so they decided to spend time together. He couldn't bring himself to talk much. Jimin would try and play with him but he just wasn't in the mood. He resigned on the couch, while some played outside and others read books and play games inside. Jin would offer for tae to play with him. Hobi and jungkook would come inside for water and ask if he'd like to join a game of baseball and so on but he'd say no and remain still on the couch. They could all tell something was up. Jimin came in from the baseball match outside. He walked in and sat right beside tae. Tae could feel the heat radiating off of Jimin from playing outside.

Jimin shook the couch when he sat down. it jostled Tae's stomach. "we're gonna have dinner soon.... hyung was mentioning bulgogi. I know that's your favorite...." Jimin pushed his body closer to taes. Tae didn't respond or even ignored Jimin's existence. " come on tae? What's wrong?" Tae simply turned his head. He was going to leave the room if Jimin kept bothering him. " Tae... I'm serious, is there something wrong." Jimin stopped joking and asked genuinely. Jimin is being serious now so tae just tell him. " I feel really sick," Tae says with his hands already around his stomach. " what hurts?" Jimin asks. Tae and Jimin hadn't noticed but Jin's hand stopped playing his game and began listening to the conversation, wanting to know what was wrong with tae as well. " my stomach hurts really bad and I feel dizzy." tae says quitely. "Ohnnn tae tae," Jimin says taking Jimin into his arms. Tae let him. Tae leaned into Jimin's chest, and Jimin lightly rubbed jimin's stomach. Jimin babied tae knowing very well he liked it, especially when he was under the weather.

Hours passed, They lay on the couch so long that yoongi, Jin, and Jungkook began making dinner. Jimin had fallen asleep with a hand on taehyungs stomach. Taehyung would have fallen asleep if it weren't for his stomach geting worse over time. He kept going in and out of sleep, awakened constantly by his aching middle. Jimin's body around his own made him sweat, but somehow felt chilly and would shiver when the brisk nighttime wind would enter threw the open screen door. Jimin tossed in his sleep causing his hand to awkwardly push into tae's stomach. This twisted his stomach, and a wave of nausea washed over him. He felt like he could puke, the smell of dinner entering his nostrils only made him more nauseous. He sat up. He felt the blood in his head dip, and the world around him spun, His stomach dropped. He began to rise from his seat quickly. Doing so only makes things worse. Before he could even pass the coffee table he was hit with a feeling in his stomach, before he could even react his breakfast cereal was on the floor with a loud retch. He felt weak and dizzy so he sat ( practically fell) onto the floor. Everyone within earshot heard what happen. Jimin hopped up from the couch to see him vomiting into a growing puddle on the floor. Jimin gets down off the couch and onto the floor to comfort him. He can feel the other heat radiate off as Jimin rubs his goosebumped riddled skin. "He definitely had a fever," Jimin says out to the members who have stopped cooking, preparing the table, and messing around. namjoon runs over with the kitchen's large trash can. The carpet was ruined but namjoon figured it was better for Tae to use the bin anyway. Yoongi grabbed water for him, and Jin found a towel to cover the puddle of sickness on the floor to tae wouldn't have to keep looking at it. The only hyung that didn't go physically help tae was hoseok. He wouldn't be able to stomach it so he opted for making rice for tae to eat when he was ready. All the members comforted him and make sure he was comfortable as he threw up into the trash can.

Eventually, Taehyung stomach had nothing left to bring up. Leaving the younger feeling sick but empty. Once tae could, Jimin helped guide him back to the couch. Tae was dirty and complaining about being cold and sweaty so namjoon left to go prepare a bath. Dinner was put on pause. Taehyungs health felt more important to the members at the moment. The dizziness he felt when he first got up only worsened as time went by. while yoongi was preparing some clothes for tae to wear after his bath yoongi could hear namjoon struggling across the hall in the bathroom. He decides to go see what was the matter. Yoongi knew that the leader was more used to solving big problems rather than small ones. Trying to solve smaller problems tends to stress the leader out. Yoongi walked in on namjoon checking the temperature of the water, burning himself and adding a little bit more cold water only to check it and burn it again. Yoongi giggled at the younger. Namjoon turned back when he heard yoongi. yoongi stepped in and helped. He turned on the cold water and let it run. "If it's too hot just let the cold run for a bit." yoongi waited a moment and then turned the water off. He checked the water once more. He dipped his hand in the water " perfect" he says shaking the water off his hand, then he leaves the room. Namjoon followed behind him. " Tae Everything is ready for you," yoongi says. Jimin helps the sickly other rises from the couch and slowly make his way to the bathroom. tae loses his balance from a dizzy spell.

Jimin struggles to keep the taller upright and namjoon steps in to help assist him to the bathroom. Tae enters the bathroom with his hyungs. The first thing tae notices is the sweet smell of the tug's soapy water. The strong smell agitated his head, bringing more dizziness to his head. Namjoon and Jimin gently rest tae on the top of the toilet. They don't bother asking him if he needs help, they already knew the answer plus this way also avoids tae saying no, being too prideful, and then ending up geting dizzy and falling. Namjoon begins to ( I was gonna say take off tae's socks but we all know that man doesn't wear socks lol) Pull tae's shirt over his head. Making the boy shiver. Jimin and namjoon help the boy with the rest of his clothes and help him into the tub. They leave out to give the sickly boy alittle space but they leave the bathroom door wide open and every so often a member would check up on him. Taehyung didn't move much in the tube. When he gathered the strength he washed off himself. Once he was tired of doing so he sat there laying against the side of the tub applying pressure to his stomach. Doing so felt nice. It eased a bit of the pain. He felt himself almost drift to sleep in the tub, but a tap on his shoulder woke him. Once he opened his eyes he saw hobi, three of him to be exact. he was still dizzy and now, he was seeing double. " hello tae tae. you look so peaceful here but you can't sleep in the tub. " hobi says. Hobi notices that taehyungs hair was still dry. "would you like me to wash your hair for you?" tae didn't feel like speaking, nausea still roamed his tongue. he shakes his head yes. hoseok giggles softly at how tired the boy was. With shampoo, hobi began combing threw the boy's long curly hair. With the pressure, taehyung was adding to his tummy. Everything felt nice. Hobi hyung was gentle but thorough. Tae really liked being babied by his hyung, it made him feel loved. Taehyung would have been sleeping if it weren't for his stomach choosing now as a good time to feel worse. The pressure no longer helping him. He alerted hobi that he wasn't doing so well again, hobi quickly finished up washed his hair, and conditioning faster than he would have typically. He helped the younger out of the bath, grabbed him a towel, and helped him to his room. Their Jimin and namjoon talked with yoongi as they wait for tae to finish up. Hobi helped him to his room and sat him down on tae's bed. Hobi grabbed taehyungs trash can full of discarded papers and put it close by him. " he said he's not feeling well again." is all hobi says before exiting the room. The members help him into his clothes, afterward, Jimin lays cuddled beside him on tae's bed.

The older held him in his arms once again and rubbed his stomach... Jungkook comes in with a bowl of rice that hobi prepared during the commotion. yoongi came behind him to bring in medicine for taehyung to have after he eats. Taehyung absolutely did not want to put anything on his stomach. His nausea hadn't gone away. The only way they got tae to take a bite was by Jimin feeding it to him, and even then after the third bite, he began to protest and say that he didn't want anymore. They had to get enough on tae's stomach so that he could take the medicine, it was hard but they eventually managed to get tae to have a few more bites. Yoongi administered the meds. The moment the awful-tasting pink stuff hit his tongue he began gagging, Jimin rubbed his back as he released a painful gag. yoongi brought the trash can that was on the floor up to taehyungs mouth. Taehyung could feel the rice he just ate rise up from his stomach. he slapped a hand to his mouth. " taehyung, relax you're working yourself up. take a breath and calm down." yoongi says not changing his tone even once." Taheyung tries to listen. with a hand still attached to his mouth, he calms himself and tries to take a breath through his fingers. yoongi really didn't want tae to throw up the rice he managed to get down. He knows it would be a long ordeal to have to try again. Taehyung gets a whiff of the still open medicine bottle, causing a retch to come up instead of an exhale. Taehyung went straight for the small trash can. yoongi gave his shoulder a pat and ruffled his wet hair out of his face. Jimin stay rubbing tae's tummy trying to ease the pain the best he could. Tae retched loudly but only threw up a little of the rice along with a bit of stomach acid. He pushed the can away from him. yoongi took it and put it on the floor off to the side. Feeling spittle on his face, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. yoongi was surprised tae hadn't thrown up any more than he did. yoongi decided to let him rest before trying again to stomach the meds. Tae seemed really tired anyway. He left the room turning off the lights before exiting. Jimin stay laying with him keeping an eye on him, promising to himself that he wouldn't fall asleep before taehyung did. He watched carefully as taehyungs eyes became dull and slowly crept partially closed.

Ps. Jimin wishes he could take his fingers and close them the rest of the way but he didn't want to wake the sickly boy so he left his eyes alone, despite looking kinda creepy.

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I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you so much for requesting taehyung I don't right for him enough which is crazy because he's a drama queen and perfect for a dramatic fic lol. ( I should have made this fic more dramatic lol)