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Yoongi throwing up when he's working with Jimin on a song together because of a 24 hour bug, having to give him a shower because he got barf in his hair and Jimin having to put him to bed because he was too weak to walk

This is a prompt my roommate gave me when I first started writing because I lacked confidence to use Yoongi as more than a background character and her bias Jimin. I was going through old drafts and found this. I wanted a story with Yoongi for his birthday and this is the best out of my 4 options.

"We did it! We got through the new choreography without any mistakes!" Jungkook cheers, hugging onto the closest member in excitement, Yoongi pushing him away.

"Jungkook, please don't hug me.. It's too hot for that..." Yoongi complains, relaxing when Jungkook moves to hug j-hope instead.

"Let's take a five minute... break to cool off. Great work, everyone." J-hope praises his members, hugging Jungkook briefly before also sending him away, still trying to catch his own breath.

Yoongi goes to the mirror where he left his water, taking a drink before passing it to Hobi.

"Thanks hyung.." j-hope takes a drink, eyes widening when he realized he finished it. "Sorry, I didn't realize how thirsty I was."

"I'll get us some more water." Jungkook offers when he finishes his own bottle. "It looks like everyone's empty.." he notes watching Jimin share his water with Jin and Taehyung with Namjoon.

"That'd be great." Yoongi says with gratitude. This new choreography has me feeling woozy.. i didn't think I drank that much last night..my tolerance must've went down from when I wasn't drinking. .

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-- All Together--

Sickie: Everyone ( = (BTS OT7)

Caretaker: TBD

TW: Food poising, nausea, vomiting, detailed descriptions of emeto, scat, etc

Word Count: 4k+

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There wasn't a single member in the car that didn't have beads of sweat covering their foreheads. Things were relatively fine on the drive to the airport. Until the car's air conditioner broke. They could have stopped and fixed it but, didn't want to miss their flight. They were a long way away from the airport. A part from the excruciating heat things was alright. That was until Jimin began to complain about motion sickness. Then taehyung, then hoseok. Yoongi was feeling sick too but he refused to mention it.

Uncomfortable was an understatement. Jimin's clothes stuck to his overly heated body. His clothes were damp with sweat, clinging to his body. As if feeling his own damp clothes stick to his body wasn't enough the tight space between him and taehyung was also damp, and clinging together. To make things worse his stomach was giving him trouble. Having motion sickness along with being hot and sweaty was not a good mix. only this felt different. usually, when he had motion sickness it begin with a dizzy feeling in his head that lead to nausea. Right now he wasn't dizzy. It had to be carsickness he thought to himself. His stomach would jostle to the movement of the car. He tried looking out the window but it had no effect. It didn't make him feel more or less dizzy. The car hit a pothole. It Once again jostled his tummy. He should speak now while the car was still silent. " I'm not feeling so well" he announces to the other members," says with a handheld lightly over his tummy. Namjoon sitting in the very front of the vehicle turned his head. " are you feeling carsick Jiminie? " he ask. his body moving with the movement of the car as he spoke. staring directly into Jimin's cast-down eyes. " I think so," Jimin says looking at the hand holding his own stomach. Hoseok sat in the inside seat of the car Jimin beside him and taehyung on the outside. Taehyung moved his hand from his lap to place it on the back of Jimin's neck. He massaged that area of his neck. Taehyung would usually be more comforting and clingy but it was far too hot in the car to touch and move around a lot. Jimin was grateful that taehyung wasn't being clingy at the moment. Typically taehyungs fingers rubbing at the nape of his neck is comforting and stress relieving but taehyungs fingers were hot and clammy and Jimin's neck was slathered in sweat. Making the nauseous older more uncomfortable. " I'm sorry Jimin we don't have any more planned stops ahead. But if you begin to feel worse let me know and I'll see what we can do." namjoon informs Jimin, gives his knee a little pat, and then turns around in his seat. Jimin stays quiet, at some point in time his stomach drops and he questions whether or not he'd make it through this ride alive.

Hoseok wasn't sure if it was because of the commotion, the heat, or the nagging feeling he was geting in his stomach but he felt very overwhelmed. The root of the swirling sensation was most likely anxiety. fearing one of the carsick members might throw up. At least that's what he told himself, in order to keep calm. Still, the louder the members beside him yell about the situation the more nervous and nauseous he feels. He too had a rising sickening feeling in his stomach. He was conflicted now. Was it him also experiencing carsickness or was he experiencing sympathy sickness aka emetophobia? Thinking about it only makes him feel worse. It was hard not to when taehyung was yelling about how sick Jimin feels. The feeling he felt now was simply awful. He was trapped. The furthest from the exit in the bus, the heat making him feel clammy and his stomach swirling with not only the swift movement of the bus but Jimin panicking moving around in his seat. It was overwhelming and frankly enough to send his stomach over the edge. Jin was slowing down the car after being alerted by Tahyung. Jin hyung wasn't fast enough for Jimin's stomach. Jimin released a loud gag. It alerted all the members making six of their heads turn towards Jimin. The only one who didn't look was jin he gave a glance through the review mirror and put his eyes back on the road. It was an awful sight to see. I should have looked away but my fear for Jimin overcame me. That was until I saw some of Jimins lunch splash onto my lap. I almost lost it then and there. I turned my head and gagged harshly into my hands. It was an immediate reaction hoseok could not control. My stomach went from my throat to my hands. Every gag that Jimin gave off hoseok echoed one back. It was a mess. There was barely any time passed before taehyung was joining us. Most likely, he was also hit with a splash of puke. hoseok's heart was racing. his stomach wasn't letting up and neither were Jimin's and taehyung's. Hoseok bent forward and retched. throwing up on his knee and the wall of the car. it splattered and slid down. the sight only promoted him to do it again. he tried looking away from the sick he'd created but he was only greeted with the sick Jimin had created on the other side of him. He threw up again adding layer and layer of sick on his pants, the floor, the seat in front of him, Jimin. The constant retching caused his head to pulse painfully making him feel lightheaded and weak. He couldn't stop. He tried so hard to stop. but every time he'd tried to breathe in the sight and spell of the sick would be taugnting him. It was not just his own sick that was plaguing him it was Jimin who had coughed up his full course meal right beside him. Hoseok doesn't think that he will ever sit this far inside again. He can't even leave out of the car and get away from the others and the mess they've made.

We've dealt with carsick members from time to time but never like this. Not all at once. Maybe one or two sick feeling members but not three members puking their guts up right beside each other. Maybe we should have stopped and taken a short break when Jimin first mentioned feeling sick. The smell of the car was absolutely putrid and it messed with jins stomach. luckily he had a strong stomach and knew this despite a challenging task would not set him off. He just hoped the remaining nonsick members feel the same. Seok Jin pulled the car off to the side and turned around. He hoped to see members flooding the car. Instead, he sees taehyung losing his lunch on the floor, Jimin trying to hold off until tae moves, and hoseok letting off empty gags into his chunky vomit hand. Jin hops out of the car. Seen as the members in the middle row were struggling quite a bit. He walks over to the side of the car and pulls open the door. namjoon is behind him ready to go. He takes taehyung who is still vomiting on the floor and pulls him out. This creates a zig zag line of sick leading out of the car. namjoon moaned at the mess. "hyunggg awhh why couldn't you wait till he was finished. " namjoon says stepping out of taehyungs way. Once tae was out of the car he takes a little jog to get further away and falls to the ground retching. " let's get'em outta hear joon, the faster the better." jin says and he climbs in trying to avoid the sick which was spattered practically everywhere. He took a handful full of a clean potion from Jimin's shirt and gives it a little tug. Jimin gagged at jin's quick pull. " hyung wait, I got it. " Jimin rises from his seat keeping his head down careful not to hit his head on the roof of the car. Not really caring about avoiding sick seen as he was covered in it. Jimin slowly steps out of the car but his clean hand is on jin's shoulder to help him out of the car without falling over. Standing up after throwing up a lot made Jimin light-headed. Once he stepped out of the car Jimin slowly walked to a place away from the car and plopped down. He lay back in the grass attempting to catch his breath.

Now the only member left on the row of vomit was hoseok. Hoseok sat curled up with his elbow covering his mouth. He was trying to protect his nose from the awful stench, and he couldn't use his hands because they were soild with puke. Every so often a hoseok would close his eyes and a strained wet retch could be heard threw the fabric of his shirt. Jin climbed back in once more and gave hoseoks shoulder a tap. " come on hobi "Jin says as calm and kind as he could. of course, hoseok wanted to get out of the seat but he couldn't bring himself to move. He tried, he'd have to open his eyes and he knew for a fact that would set his stomach off. "Hobiii" namjoon says in a light and playful tone. "Let's get you outta here hobi" namjoon can see that he is struggling. Namjoon gingerly puts a hand on a clean part of hoseoks arm to guide him out of the car. " He gives hobi a gentle nugde and he doesn't move at first. " wait," hoseok says. he begins to breathe roughly. Hoseok slowly lowers his arm from his mouth and opens his eyes a sliver. His eyes were greeted with the awful visuals of several splotches of multicolored vomit. He gagged weakly. He tried to calm himself as he let namjoon carefully guide him out of the car. Once hoseok was almost completely out of the car he slid into a puddle of sickness almost falling down. namjoon tried to catch him but he was uncessesuful. hoseok caught himself. Which ended with his hand touching a chunky coated area of the seat. The feeling made him shiver. He felt his stomach twist the chunks under his fingers. namjoon watched as hoseok's cheeks puffed out. He could hold onto his mouth and try to stop it his hands were too filthy. A spray of vomit pushed past his lips. Namjoon was right in the vomit zone so he hopped out of the way. A little sick did manage to hit the side of his shirt. The only thing namjoon cared about was geting hoseok out of the car. He pulled on his arm and hoseok to that last step out of the car. hoseok took a few steps and threw up over the grass not being able to go any further.

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Beers, and Bleachers, and Kisses

SYNOPSIS: Music major Min Yoongi has always had the hugest crush on popular jock Kim Taehyung, but when out of no where, Taehyung asks him out on a date to the homecoming game, Yoongi goes a little above and beyond to, you know, impress him. Cue drunken antics like kissing and lots of barfing.

A/N: inspired by a true story that a friend told me. the gif has nothing to do with the story, just loved all of yoongi’s looks in the comeback teaser and have watched it like a thousand times now.

TW/// emeto and drinking way too much alcohol

THE STORY

Yoongi has had his eyes set on Taehyung for quite some time now.

Taehyung, the star child, infamous athlete, the boy carrying the school’s legacy on his back. Yoongi can’t help but to be enamored by the boy because out of all the assholes at this school that are prideful with their heads in their own ass, he’s the only one that actually has the right to be an asshole.

Don’t get Yoongi wrong, no one should be an asshole, but at least Taehyung has the looks and the talent to back it up. But Taehyung is actually the complete and total opposite. Yes, he hangs with some of the jocks like Park Seojoon, Park Hyungsik, Jeon Jeongguk, Kim Seokjin, and Park Jimin, but Taehyung has this air about him that emanates hope and love.

Here’s the other thing:

He’s really fucking smart. Truly. He’s the only dweeb of the athlete crowd that constantly gets straight A’s. And that’s not all.

One day, Yoongi was off to class, books and assignments in hand when one day, he gets the wind knocked out of him, his papers flying in a whirlwind, his glasses now askew.

“Watch where the fuck you’re going dude.” A gruff voice says, and suddenly, Yoongi feels so small, like his entire world has shattered and he feels nauseous with embarrassment. He doesn’t want to look at who pushed him because he knows he’ll be stricken with fear and he really doesn’t need to come to terms with the audience that has surrounded him and his perpetrator.

“Hey, back off, he didn’t do anything wrong.” That deep, velvet clad voice says. Yoongi’s heartbeat quickens, the feeling pulsating throughout his entire body.

Kim Taehyung stands there, hair flowing in the non existent wind like the hero in a k drama, having come to his aid in the midst of a dire situation. Yoongi couldn’t help it then, the way his heart overflowed with the utmost love and respect.

Yoongi had it bad.

And so you could imagine how Yoongi felt when Taehyung had asked him out to the homecoming game. The athlete had the audacity to look all nervous and shy, his head ducked and his cheeks glazed with pink. It was far too much for Yoongi to handle and let him tell it, he still thinks it’s a prank.

But Yoongi was over the moon, and he did NOT take almost three hours to pick out his outfit... promise. With his sandy blonde curls, cherry glazed lips and eyelids smeared delicately with a bit of gold, Yoongi was so ready to blow Taehyung away.

Taehyung was waiting for him at the entryway to the stadium, like he had promised, tickets in hand and a boxy smile on his face. When he notices that Yoongi is approaching, his face drops, his eyes widen. His jaw goes slack and it looks like the entire universe has made a home in his eyes. Yoongi can’t help but to blush.

“Woah... hyung you look... woah.”

Yoongi giggles, not used to such attention and definitely not used to it coming from someone so fucking beautiful and kind. That was the most important part for Yoongi. That Taehyung was kind.

“Uhh... you should close your mouth before... you know, flies?” Yoongi tries to play it cool but, he clearly can’t even do that right when his use of lingo just fades away into the night. But Taehyung must find it cute, (Yoongi hopes he does) as he just throws his head back with a laugh and hands Yoongi over his ticket.

“Here, the others are waiting for us.”

Yoongi raises a brow. Others? He had hoped that it was just the two of them but, Yoongi can’t be picky. Never in a million years did he think someone like Taehyung would be into someone like him. So he’ll take this one in stride.

They walk side by side up the steps and into the bleachers, finding spots next to all of Taehyung’s jock friends. This game was for the junior varsity team and Taehyung and his friends belonged to the major team? The other division? Yoongi didn’t really give a shit. He just knows that this was the team lower in rank and that it was a home game. Either way, he was with Taehyung, and that’s kind of all that matters.

Beside them are Jimin and Jungkook who, can’t seem to get their hands off of one another. Next to them, are Seokjin, Namjoon and Hoseok, people that Yoongi has seen around before but, has never really interacted with until now.

“Guys, this is Yoongi hyung, Yoongi hyung, meet Jimin, Jungkook, Joon-hyung, Hoseok-hyung, and Jin-hyung. Jimin, Jungkook and Hyung are on the same team with me. Namjoon-hyung and Hoseok-hyung are just our friends.”

“Wow, thanks for making it sound like we don’t do shit.” Namjoon teases. Yoongi smiles, offering them a kind nod and sighing with content in his seat. It isn’t long before Taehyung ducks his hands into his bag, pulling out two cans of beer and handing one to Yoongi stealthily.

“Want one? No one really says anything unless you make it a big deal. Plus, you’re older than me right? So you must be over twenty one.”

Yoongi’s nose crinkles as he finds this endearing, that Taehyung has thought about this so carefully. Granted, Yoongi doesn’t really drink but, if he says no, he risks looking lame as fuck and that is the last thing he wants to do right now. Especially when things are going so well.

“Sure, hand me another one while you’re at it. Beer doesn’t do shit for me.” Yoongi lies, easy. Taehyung’s brows raise, his smile widening, clearly impressed. He hands Yoongi the two cans like he asked and the older boy throws them back as if it’s no sweat off his back. Taehyung can’t help but to give him the side eye, his lips quirked are the corners as he bites his lip, very intrigued by how badass Yoongi is.

But unbeknownst to him, Yoongi had made the biggest mistake.

Halfway into the game, Yoongi had already had four beers, and not only was his vision hazy, but he could barely hear anything, all of the sounds of the world blurring together and invading his eardrums with a fuzzy sound. Along with the dissipation of his senses, comes a newfound courage that he did not ask for.

“Y’know Taehyung? I was real’ surprised when you asked me out, y’know? Because you’re just so fuckin’ gorgeous and I’m... not...” Yoongi giggles sadly, truly meaning what he says even though he’s drunk out of his mind.

But Taehyung seems to take offense to his words, quickly snatching up the other boy’s hand and holding it tight.

“I have no idea what the hell youre talking about hyung. You are so... beautiful, and believe it or not... but I’ve been wanting to ask you out for some time now?”

There it is again, Taehyung’s nerves as clear as day. Yoongi, so drunk that the world is spinning around him, can’t help but to find it so adorable that he just giggles, and giggles, and giggles. His fingers curl by his mouth in the most adorable fashion and his eyes crinkle as he laughs. Taehyung’s gaze softens, and with the new look, comes his tan cheeks turning a sweet shade of pink.

“You’re too... you’re too nice Tae...” Yoongi murmurs, clearly stricken by the others words as his heart swells in his chest. He leans in, intertwining both of their hands now and allowing their noses to brush. “You should kiss me now... I’ve been wanting you to kiss me for a long time.”

Taehyung gasps at Yoongi’s bluntness but, nonetheless, has been waiting for this moment just as well. Taehyung leans inward, tilting his head so that their lips can slot perfectly together. Yoongi takes no time to hesitate as his lips move with the kiss, deepening it and allowing Taehyung’s tongue to mingle with his own. It’s hard not to laugh into the kiss because it’s so much more perfect than he could have ever imagined. And yes, Taehyung tastes like cheap beer and pocket mints, but he also tastes sweet and full of bright, hopeful dreams. The others pay them no mind as the two make out shamelessly in the bleachers of a college football game (talk about cliches) and Yoongi wouldn’t have it any other way.

The game is over when everyone in the bleachers retires for the night. Taehyung’s friends send him playful winks and teasing kissy faces as they depart, and Yoongi can’t help but to blush as he’s left alone with the jock he’s dreamed about.

But that’s not the only reason why his cheeks are flushed.

Yoongi feels sick, like, really sick. The world is still spinning but it isn’t as fun anymore, and an overwhelming sensation of nausea floods his entire body, making him hot all over as his lids droop and his mouth fills with saliva.

Taehyung kisses his cheek, still not aware of what’s happening.

“Do you want to... come to my dorm for a bit? We can watch movies or something? I also have food in the fridge that I can cook for us to last us the night. All the dining halls are closed so—”

“Taehyung?”

The jock in question closes his mouth, his brows furrowing as he intakes Yoongi’s pale and shaky state. “Hyung? Baby, are you okay?”

Yoongi can’t even swoon over the pet name as his stomach gurgles in protest.

“I-I... I think m’ gonna be sick...” Yoongi mumbles as his cheeks puff out against a sickly burp. He presses his fist to his mouth, his eyes squeezing shut as he tries so desperately not to puke in front of his crush??? Boyfriend??? It’s too early to tell but, if Yoongi vomits, this might be the end of it all.

“Ahhh.... shit.” Taehyung jumps to his feet, scanning the bleachers for something that Yoongi can be sick in. Thankfully, he swipes up a plastic bag that had been discarded holding who knows what.

He opens the bag beneath Yoongi’s chin, saliva already dangling from his lip as the crinkling of plastic resonates through the cold fall air. The wind does nothing to soothe Yoongi’s burning hot skin.

“Tae... m’ stomach...” Yoongi groans, the nausea followed by a dull ache that only makes him sicker. Taehyung pouts with sympathy.

“Just... get it up baby... you’ll feel better soon.”

Yoongi doesn’t hear the last of Taehyung’s words as his shoulders roll with a guttural burp, a thick wave of vomit clattering into the bag and nearly filling it up halfway. Yoongi heaves, more chunky puke nearly the same color as the beer he drank creating a small pool into the bag and weighing it down. Taehyung barely manages to keep it together.

He grabs at Yoongi’s other hand for help in holding the back, and with one hand now free, he brushes back Yoongi’s soft, light brown fringe, hissing through his teeth as Yoongi’s stomach clenches visibly beneath his jacket. More puke spurts from Yoongi’s lips, the bag overflowing with his vomit and soaking Taehyung’s fingers. The jock bites back a grimace as his eyes scan the bleachers in a panic for another makeshift puke bucket. He ends up finding nothing and resorts to dumping the bag to the grass below, opting for a wet but empty piece of plastic.

“Let it out baby, everything’s gonna be okay.”

Meanwhile, Yoongi is living through his worst nightmare.

Not only is his stomach a hot mess, but he’s not so drunk that he doesn’t realize what’s happening. After this, Taehyung will no longer want to speak to him again, let alone see him in class.

How disgusting can he be?

“T-Tae... I’m... I’m-blech.”

Yoongi gurgles out a few mouthfuls of vomit, his stomach convulsing as he continues to puke up nothing but bile and saliva. Taehyung rubs calm, soothing circles in his back as his spine curves from the force of his puking, his eyes wet and overflowing with unshed tears.

“Don’t speak hyung, just get it all out first.”

Yoongi whines, a few tears falling as he coughs wetly into the bag that isn’t nearly as full as it was before. Yoongi gags helplessly as nothing more comes up, but his head continues to hang low, unable to face Taehyung at the moment.

But once Taehyung realizes that Yoongi must be done he ties up the bag and wipes his sticky hands on his jeans, reaching into his bag for a few towelletes that his mother had given him before he left off to school. The package hasn’t even been opened, as Taehyung never thought he would have to use them, until now.

“Here hyung, you can wipe your mouth with... hyung, baby why are you crying?”

Yoongi sniffles, more tears escaping him as he descends further and further into the realms of never ending embarrassment. Yoongi is so ashamed that he doesn’t even think he can speak right now, let alone think of something useful to say.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry... I’m so gross and I just wanted to impress you and make you think that I drink all the time when really I’ve only had wine and never enough to actually make myself drunk and I was so surprised when you asked me out that I thought it might be a joke and now I’m really hoping it was because I know you probably hate me now and I’m just... I’m so sorry Taehyung...”

Taehyung’s jaw has dropped, his face etched with incredible disbelief.

“A... a joke? Hyung, I wasn’t joking when I asked you out. I did it because I actually like you and... I’m sad that you thought you had to go as far as to get really drunk to impress me but... I think I’m flattered?” Taehyung says cautiously with a small smile. It’s sweet, and endearing, and even though Yoongi’s stomach still hurts, it kind of makes him giggle too.

“I get it if you don’t want to see me again... I mean, who would? I got puke on your shoes.”

Taehyung looks down at his sneakers to see, yeah, a tiny splash of vomit on the tip of his converse. But he honestly doesn’t really give a shit. To him, he’s spending time with the coolest, cutest, most talented kid in school. There’s no other place he’d rather be.

“You know hyung, I was there, at the recital. You were so amazing. Every time I saw you around campus I got so intimidated, it also doesn’t help that you’re so cute. I’m really happy that you said yes.” Taehyung says earnestly as he uses his sleeve to wipe away at Yoongi’s tears, since his hands are still kind of gross.

Yoongi sniffles, looking up with wide eyes, shocked, his cheeks reddening as Taehyung takes care of him so effortlessly.

“You... you saw me?”

Taehyung nods with the brightest, boxy smile on his face. “Yeah! I love the music showcases because everyone in them is so good but you? You took my breath away. I never thought I would get the courage to ask you but... my friends kinda bribed me to do it. I wanted you to hear it from me instead of them being assholes and telling you how much I was crushing on you.”

Yoongi chuckles, breathless. His cheeks are flushed and his skin has somewhat returned to its usual color, even if he is still super dizzy.

Taehyung had known who he was? Before they even met?

Yoongi experiences a chill then, his hands wrap around his torso as he shivers. Taehyung quickly discards of his jacket before pulling it around Yoongi, his cheeks still a faint pink.

“Let me walk you to my dorm. It’s cold and dark out, and I also have some really good remedies for bad hangovers.” Taehyung offers softly, his voice tinged with hope that Yoongi will say yes. He does in fact, say yes, and when Yoongi feels even better, he borrows one of Taehyung’s jerseys and they cuddle on the couch, warm and so much happier than before. And if Taehyung’s teammates clown him once they see Yoongi leaving his room at the crack of dawn the next day, he doesn’t say anything about it. Frankly, he doesn’t care. He’s kind of in love, and nothing can change that.

Even if their first official date was filled with puke.

But thankfully, they go on many more dates to make up for that one, and when Taehyung asks Yoongi to be his boyfriend, Yoongi of course says yes. And when people ask how they met, Yoongi groans, and Taehyung just laughs, because they both know that whoever asked, is in for a long story.

A/N: sorry for disappearing. i can’t promise that i’m back officially, but i hope this makes up for some of that time!

#sick!yoongi #sick!suga #sick!taegi #bts sick #yoongi sick #sickfic #sick fic #bts emeto #tw emeto #emetophilia #emeto #caretaker!taehyung #my fic

Part 2 of this story..

Tw: brief hospital scene, slight vomit

Give me a V so sick with something like a mix bronchitis and the flu, getting so sick can't even sit up on his own. It starts with just a co

It doesn't matter how I bad i feel.. Taehyung is more important..

Yoongi returned to the bed room, gently pushing up Taehyung's shirt so he could slide the wet cloth over his fevered body. Taehyung flinched when it touched his skin,but didn't wake.

"Da*n.. the cloth is already getting hot.." Yoongi whispers, hands trembling as he dips the cloth back into the water to cool it.

"Hyung, Hyung let me do it.." Namjoon tries to take the cloth, but Yoongi quickly pulls away, making the washcloth drip onto the table.

"No. I got it.." Yoongi says irritably, quickly softening his tone when he hears it. "I got it. You should go find something to eat. You haven't eaten today.."

"You haven't either Hyung." Namjoon retorts. "You don't look well hyung.. I think you should take a break.." he reaches to touch Yoongi's forehead, but Yoongi pulls away.

"I'm not hungry." Yoongi rewets the rag,moving the end of the bed to wet Taehyung's legs, jumping when Taehyung starts coughing again.

"If he gets any worse we'll need to take him to a hospital.." Namjoon says softly, brushing hair from Taehyung's cheek.

May I request a carsick yoongi i love your fics very much

Ooh something simple. Sounds like the perfect thing to get me out of disliking all my writing

vom!t warning.

"Yoongi, have you seen my switch? " Jin asks, searching the room they share. The boys were packing for a road trip, having a week off after their recent concert.

"I'll look for it, hyung. I think I saw it in the living room" Yoongi leaves the room where Jimin was struggling to get his bag to zip shut in the living room.

"What did you put in there? Your whole closet?" Taehyung teases him, watching his struggle with amusement.

"Just help me get it closed!" Jimin whines at Taehyung, his cheeks puffing up. His cute pout works to get Taehyung to assist him, putting his weight on the bag while Jimin zips it.

Yoongi finds Jin's switch on the table in the living room. "Taehyung-ah did you finish packing?"

"I just need to wait a few more minutes for the dryer to be done for my jacket. Hyung, did you eat yet?" Taehyung asks, already knowing the answer.

"No, I had to pack all my equipment. I'll grab something before we leave."

"Hyung, you should eat something now before we run out of time."Jimin frets, but Yoongi didn't hear over Jungkook yelling."Taehyungie-hyung laundry is done!"

Yoongi returns to the room, handing the switch to Jin. "Here, hyung."

"Thanks, Yoongi. Is everyone else ready?" Jin puts his switch in its case, sliding it into his bag.

"I don't know. I'll go check." Yoongi knocks on the door of Namjoon's room. "Namjoon-ah are you ready?"

"I can't find my headphones." Namjoon says tearing apart his side of the room looking.

"What? Again? Didn't you just get them before our tour?" Yoongi starts helping Namjoon look, the boys finally finding them underneath the bed under a sock.

"Thanks, hyung." Namjoon reaches for them, but Yoongi puts them in pocket.

"I'll hang onto them until we get to the RV. Help me get the others ready. We need to meet up with staff in twenty minutes.."

With Yoongi helping everyone else get ready, he completely forgot to take care of himself not eating before getting into the RV, a choice he regretted a half hour into their long drive. A wave of nausea hit Yoongi hard, wrapping his arm around his stomach with a small whine.

"Yoongi are you okay?" J-Hope puts an arm around Yoongi. "You look pale.."

"No..I don't feel well.." Yoongi's voice comes out soft, laying his head down on the table, a wave of nausea making his mouth fill with saliva, swallowing hard.

"What's wrong with Yoongi-hyung?" Jimin asks when he hears the soft thud of Yoongi putting his head down.

"He said he's not feeling well.." J-hope runs his hand through Yoongi's hair. "He was fine this morning.."

"Maybe it's the car.. Yoongi-hyung do you think you can switch seats. Facing forward by the window helps.." Jimin tells Yoongi.

Yoongi picks up his head to try to follow Jimin's advice, but feels his stomach muscles tighten painfully, feeling bile force its way up, burning his throat, but he swallows it down. "I..I'm going to be sick..." he whispers, feeling the vomit rising up again.

Jungkook quickly gets the trashcan from underneath the sink, passing it to Jimin to hold in front of Yoongi, who just barely makes it into the bin.

Jungkook goes right the front of the RV where Jin was driving, trying to get help

J-hope holds onto Yoongi for dear life as the deagu rapper emptied everything his stomach had into the bin, his body doubling over in pain. "D..don't touch my stomach.." Yoongi groans between heaves, the pressure of J-hope's arms feeling like a punch to his queasy stomach. "I..it hurts..."

"I'm sorry Yoongi-hyung, I'm sorry." j-hope holds higher to avoid touching Yoongi's tender stomach, rubbing his back until the heaving stop, forcing his weak stomach to not gag at the sound of Yoongi.

Yoongi collapses into J-hope's body when his body finally relents, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he tries to slow his breathing.

J-hope takes Yoongi's hand, rubbing his thumb across his knuckles. "Aiigo.. my poor Yoongi.. What happened to make you so sick...?"

"I..I think it's just..just motion sick.." Yoongi says between gasps of air, finding a steady breath. "I'll be okay.."

Taehyung digs a water bottle out of his backpack, taking off the cap before offering it to Yoongi. "Here hyung, try sipping some water.."

Yoongi's hands shake when he reaches for it, so j-hope puts his hands over his to help hold it steady.

"Drink slowly hyung..you dont want to make yourself sick again.." J-hope tells him, not letting him tip the bottle too much. The water helped him gain some of his strength back, but did nothing to help his knotting stomach.

"Namjoonie can i sit by the window?" His voice comes out hoarsely, willing to try anything to ease his suffering.

Namjoon gets up without hesitation, helping Yoongi to his feet. Yoongi wraps his arms around Namjoon's waist tightly when he feels a wave of dizziness wash over him, his knees threatening to buckle. Namjoon holds Yoongi tightly to his chest. "I got you.. I won't let you fall.."

"Sorry..." Yoongi mumbles into his chest, loosening his grip.

"Don't be." Namjoon gets him in the seat, helping him slide towards the window, Namjoon sliding in next to him. "You can't help being sick." He leans over Yoongi to Crack open the window, trying to get fresh air for his sick hyung.

"It'll be another 13 kilometers before we'll hit a town.." Jungkook says sullenly, taking his seat."We're stuck on the road. He says he's going to try to drive as carefully as he can, though."

"I'll be okay..don't worry about it.." Yoongi tries to sound confident,trying to focus on the horizon line, but his vision blurred when another wave of dizziness hit him. Yoongi leaned into the window, pressing his cheek to the cool glass, a small groan escaping him.

J-hope reaches his hand across the table to grab Yoongi's, giving his clammy hand a squeeze. Yoongi wraps his fingers around his, not wanting J-hope to pull away.

"Did you forget to take medicine so you wouldn't get carsick? I left it in the bathroom for you.." Jimin asks, trying to determine what was wrong with his brother. Motion sickness usually didn't hit him so hard.

Yoongi cursed under his breath, giving Jimin the answer he needed.

"I have some in my bag.." J-hope fishes in his cross body bag, finding the small bottle and shaking one out. Namjoon reaches for it, holding it for Yoongi until he's ready to take it.

Yoongi picks his head up weakly, taking the tablet from Namjoon. "Thanks Hoba..Namjoon.."

"Did you at least eat?" Taehyung asks, taking Yoongi's silence as a no.

"Hyung, me and Taehyungie told you to eat something.." Jimin scolds him.

"I have some fruit in my bag. Do you want to try to eat hyung?" Jungkook offers. "Maybe eating something will help.."

"I think I'd just throw it up..." Yoongi answers honestly.

"It'll be less painful to throw up if you have something in your stomach." Jimin states softly. "Apples are pretty light on the stomach.."

"Alright.. I'll try to eat a bit.." Yoongi's abdomen still ached, making every deep breath painful.

Jungkook searches his bag, finding the leftover fruit from his fruit basket, picking a small red apple for Yoongi.

Yoongi took a few bites of the apple despite having no appetite, being used to eating when he didn't feel hungry. He was surprised when he didn't feel his body instantly reject the food he put inside it.

"Did it help?" Jungkook asks, looking at him with big doe eyes.

"A little..thank you.." Yoongi gives a small smile to the mankae. "I'm going to try to sleep..."

"Do you want a pillow or blanket?" J-hope asks, Jungkook already getting up to look for some.

Jungkook gives the blanket to Namjoon to cover up Yoongi, jungkook placing the pillow on the table. Yoongi didn't realize how cold he felt until Namjoon wrapped the blanket around him.

Yoongi puts in his earphones, leaning against the window, watching the scenery go by. Yoongi didn't take long to fall asleep, his body falling into Namjoon when the RV turned.

"He's out.." Namjoon smiles fondly.

"Good..hopefully he can sleep through the trip.." J-hope's wish didn't come true though.

Yoongi was woken up when they hit traffic, the stop and go shaking his stomach again. He felt bloated.. like a balloon ready to burst, but no heaves came. Only pain. "Seokjin-hyung..." He whined softly for his only hyung

"He's driving right now, I'm here though.. do you need to throw up again..?" Namjoon is frightened by Yoongi's sudden needy cry for help.

Yoongi's stomach sloshed painfully when the RV stopped again, gurgling loudly. "I don't know.." He whispers, pressing his forehead into Namjoon's shoulder. He woke up in a cold sweat, the warmth of his leader giving him some comfort.

Namjoon rubs Yoongi's shoulder, motioning for someone to grab the bin. He knew it was coming by just looking at the oldest rapper.

As soon as the RV started moving again, his stomach lurch forward with it, Yoongi covering his mouth when he felt his stomach muscles pushing all of its contents back up his throat, finally giving him some relief from the pain.

Namjoon quickly puts the trash bin in front of him. As soon as a yoongi moves his hand, he heaves hard, the partly digested apple coming up. Jimin was right that it wasn't as painful, it didn't burn his throat as badly as the first time,but his stomach, on the other hand, still ached painfully with every heave, a small whimper escaping his lips.

"Yoongi really isn't feeling well.." Jimin frowns. "Did the medicine not help?"

"You're supposed to take it at least a half hour before traveling, it probably hasn't kicked in. Its only been twenty minutes.." J-hope answers, hiding his face in Jungkook's shoulder, feeling queasy at the sound of Yoongi's getting sick.

Jungkook's heart sank seeing the pain in Yoongi's eyes, tears glistening in his eyes, hiding his face in his hands. J-hope hears Jungkook's sobs, pulling the youngest to his chest, pushing past his own discomfort to try to console the young vocalist, whispering sweet nothings to try to calm him.

This time, the dry heaving felt like it would never end, Yoongi's eyes watering from the pain. It continued until every ounce of energy was drained, leaning into Namjoon.

"Are you okay Yoongi-hyung?" Jungkook sniffles, voice trembling.

Yoongi sits up to face Jungkook."Jungkookie don't cry.. I'm okay.. I'm okay.." He reaches for Jungkook's hand, Jungkook taking his hand tightly. "It's just an upset stomach, it's nothing serious to cry over okay?" His voice comes out as a raspy whisper.

"Alright.." Jungkook wipes his tears away. "I think you should lay down though, you look exhausted.."

"I will, I need water first..my throat hurts.." Yoongi coughs.

Jimin quickly searches for the water bottle, giving it to Yoongi, who spills it down his chin, Namjoon quickly steadying it, using his sleeve to wipe the water from Yoongi's skin.

"Hyung, do you want to lay your head in my lap?" Taehyung offers. "I could rub your belly." He was desperate to try to do something to help Yoongi, just like the others. "I'll be really gentle."

Yoongi considered the offer but had too much pride to voice it. Luckily Taehyung could pick up on it. "Come on Hyung, i can make sure you don't fall forward if you fall asleep. I want to help you." Taehyung gives him a cute pout to try to soften him.

"Alright, fine.. Namjoon.." Yoongi didn't need to say thing more to get Namjoon to help him to his feet and onto Taehyung's lap, resting his head on his thigh.

Yoongi closed his eyes, fatigue hitting hard as soon as he laid down. Namjoon covered Yoongi back up, before taking his seat again. "Be careful not to hit your head on the table when you sit up."

"I won't.." Yoongi yawns the words. "I'm not that clumsy.."

Taehyung reaches his slender fingers over to Yoongi's stomach, brushing his fingers across gently, not wanting to put any pressure on it. He could feel Yoongi slowly starting to relax, relief washing over him that his touch wasn't causing pain.

Yoongi watched Taehyung's hand gently, moving across his stomach, the pain slowly dulling enough for him to fall asleep.

Taehyung didn't stop until he knew Yoongi was fully asleep, waiting for his breathing to go deeper and his head to roll to one side before resting his hand on Yoongi's chest.

Tw: snz fic. Meantion of nausea but no vom!t.

I'm sorry if it's bad. I'm not editing it. It's just a raw story that was fun to write. I don't like it but i created it so it exists.

"You're going too fast Suga-hyung." J-hope motions to staff for the music to stop. "It's like this." He demonstrated the part Yoongi kept messing up.

"Aiish.. why can't I get this right?" Yoongi sighs in frustration, raking his hands through his sweaty hair. It's been a week already since they got their new choreography, and he was the only member who couldn't go through the whole choreography without making a mistake.

"You'll get it, Hyung." Jimin reassures Yoongi, rubbing his sweaty back, panting. "Hyung can..we take a..little break? I'm tired.."

"Yeah, let's take a break." J-hope agrees, looking at his exhausted members, feeling his own knees starting to give in, sitting where he stood."Maybe we should end early today.."

"Are you okay Hoba?" Jin asks, scooting over next to him.

"Yeah, I guess I overdid it. I'll be okay." J-hope smiles, leaning against the older member. "Are you?"

"I swear the choreography keeps getting harder and harder.." Jin complains. "Soon we'll be doing in sync back flips and cartwheels."

J-hope giggles. "I doubt that.."

"I hope not.. I still can't do a proper cartwheel.." Taehyung pouts, using a towel to wipe sweat from his forehead.

"You're pretty close. With a little more practice, you'll get it." Jimin smiles fondly, recalling Taehyung begging him to teach him.

"I think that'll be too dangerous.." Jungkook says eying Namjoon.

"Why are you looking at me while you say it?" Namjoon whines,making the others giggle.

"You think you could flip from a higher stage to a lower stage and then jump right into dancing?" Yoongi challenges, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't even think i could do that. That sounds terrifying. How high is it?" J-hope felt his heart racing just at the thought of the stunt.

"Not that high. Maybe a foot taller than you. You need enough time to flip." Jungkook teases.

"I'd definitely break my neck if I try that."Jin says honestly. "I can barely flip on a trampoline."

"Don't suggest such scary things." Taehyung says in a serious tone, making the others laugh. "Hey, why is that funny?"

"You're just cute, that's all." J-hope smiles. "Let's try the song again."

"Yoongi-yah..?"Jin woke up in the middle of the night, noticing that Yoongi's bed was still empty. He walked with his phone light throughout their home, but the young rapper was nowhere in sight.

Don't tell me he's still at the studio..

Jin dialed Yoongi's number. "Yoongi..pick up.." He whispers into the phone,hearing it ring until it reached his voice-mail, hanging up without leaving a message.

"Who's th-"

"Aiish!" Jin jumps when he heard Hobi's voice in the kitchen, quickly covering his mouth. "You scared me.."He whispers.

"You just scared me too.." Hobi admits, having his hand over his racing heart. "I heard footsteps pacing the house and went to see who it was.. what are you doing up?"

"I was looking for Yoongi. He wasn't in his room, and when I looked his shoes he's been wearing lately weren't with the others." Jin explains.

"Yoongi didn't come home yet? It's already almost six.." J-hope bit his bottom lip. "He didn't answer his phone?"

"No, I just tried. I'm going to go see if he's still at the studio. He said he wanted to get some extra practice in. He would've texted if he was going to go anywhere else." Jin puts on his jacket, sitting down to put on his shoes.

"Hang on I'll go with you." Hobi heads to his room.

"No, you should go back to bed. We got to get up in a few hours." Jin whispered back, but J-hope pretended not to hear.

He wouldn't be able to fall back to sleep until he knew Yoongi was safe. He tiptoes around his room, not wanting to wake up his roommate, grabbing the first long sleeved clothing he could find.

"Hobi-hyung..?" Jimin's soft whisper startles J-hope.

"Shh, go to sleep Jiminie, it's not time to get up yet." J-hope whispers back, gently pulling Jimin's blanket up to his shoulder. "I'll be back soon." He promises, relaxing when Jimin doesn’t protest.

Jin had already left, making J-hope have to run to catch up with him. "Hyung wait for me!"

"I told you to stay home Hoba." Jin scolds him.

"I'm sorry hyung, i just know I'll just be up until you come back anyway. Please let me come too?"J-hope bows, feeling guilty for disobeying the older member.

"Oh, alright, but let's hurry. It's cold out here." Jin takes Hobi's hand, pulling him through the streets silently until they reach the building.

J-hope wished he grabbed a thicker jacket, the wind going right through the zip-up hoodie he grabbed from his closet. He tried to pull his hood over his head to give him some more warmth, but the wind just knocked it right back off. "Maybe we should've taken the train.."

"We can get a taxi when we find Yoongi. I just don't have enough money on me.." Jin promises. "We're almost there."

J-hope nods, letting Jin lead the way the two boys briskly walking through the city until they finally reached their destination. "I hope he's still here."

"He is. Let's go scold him for making us go out in the cold for him." Jin says confidently, leading J-hope to the practice room they've been using, finding the deagu rapper face down on the floor. "Yoongi-yah. You can't sleep here."

Yoongi jumps at the sound of Jin's voice, wincing. His muscles were stiff and his arm fell asleep from him laying on it. "Hyung...? What are you doing here..?" Yoongi questions in a hoarse whisper, sitting up.

"I came looking for you. It's already sunrise, and you didn't even call to check in." Jin scolds him, sounding more relieved than angry at his roommate.

"What? Sh*t, I'm sorry. I must've fallen asleep.."Yoongi bows. "I didn't mean to make you worry.." He sniffles.

"I'm glad to see you're okay." J-hope wraps around Yoongi. "Aiigo Hyung, you're freezing." He rubs his hand up and down Yoongi's arms.

"I'll get you your jacket, then we'll get home." Jin gathers Yoongi's things from the corner of the room, taking off his beanie to put on Yoongi. "What am I going to do with you? You're getting as bad as the kids these days."

Yoongi apologies again, putting on his jacket. "I promise I'll call next time.."

"Yoongi-yah, it's time to start getting up. We have a meeting before practice today so we need to leave earlier." Jin calls to his roommate when he noticed he didn't wake the the alarm.

The sound of Jin calling to him just barely did the trick to wake him, sitting up groggily. "I'm up.." he mumbles.

"I'll make you some coffee." Jin gives him a sympathic smile, leaving the room. He felt the same, yawning from the night adventure he had to find his missing member.

I'm so tired.I don't even think coffee will work..

Yoongi woke up feeling terrible. He sipped the water he left by his bed, but even after his throat still felt dry, making him cough. That was nothing compared to the headache, though. The studio's heat was broken, but with how much moving he was doing, he didn't notice until he was too tired to move, sniffling on the floor.

Those same sniffles followed him home despite the fact Jin kept the room hot and the older member made him shower before returning to bed. His sinuses were swollen, making it hurt to breathe.

He was half tempted to curl back up in bed, but he knew it was his own fault he felt so awful and he had to live with the consequences. He staggered into the bathroom, his back still sore from laying on the hard floor for so long.

"You okay hyung?" Hobi asks, his voice distorted by the toothbrush in his mouth.

"Yeah, my nose is just a bit stuffed up from the practice room. I'm just gonna take some medicine before it gets worse." Yoongi sniffles, checking the medicine cabinet, finding a bottle of theraflu left over from when Taehyung was sick last week.

J-hope spits into the sink."Try to take it easy Yoongi-hyungie. No more late nights alone in the practice room okay? Next time you can ask me to stay."

"I will. It's just a stuffy nose. It's more annoying than anything. Don't worry about it." Yoongi pours the medicine in the small cup, shooting it back.

"Promise me." J-hope prompts, holding out his pinkie.

Yoongi rolls his eyes with a smile, wrapping his finger around Hobi's pinkie."I promise. Now go, I need to use the bathroom." Yoongi gently nudges him towards the door.

I don't think I could work late even if I wanted to, I'm struggling just to stay awake..

J-hope leaves, satisfied with Yoongi's promise, going to the kitchen where Jin was making breakfast. "Was Yoongi-hyung coughing at all last night?"

"Huh? No. Not that I heard. Why? Is he coughing now?" Jin asks with concern, pushing a coffee cup towards J-hope.

"No, he just sounds congested. He's taking medicine now." J-hope takes the cup gratefully,adding some ice cubes.

"I'll keep an eye on him. Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale." Jin reaches for J-hope, touching the back of his neck.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." J-hope reassures him with a smile.

"Good morning." Jimin yawns. "Hobi-hyung where did you go last night?" He asks, taking the coffee Jin offered him.

J-hope goes to answer, but Jin's side eyeing him made him quickly change his answer. "I just went for a walk. I couldn't fall back to sleep and didn't want to wake you or Taehyungie."

Yoongi enters the kitchen, laying his head on the table. "I'm so tired.."

"Here, drink some coffee." Jin passes it to Yoongi.

Everyone entered the kitchen one by one until all seven members were having a quick breakfast before going to work. Yoongi fought off the urge to sniffle, trying to discreetly wipe his nose with the side of his hand.

"How many countries do you think we'll manage within two months?" Namjoon asks, trying to prepare for their meeting.

"I think we should aim for seven. A couple shows in the States and Japan for sure. Also, at least one European country, maybe England or france?" J-hope throws out ideas.

Yoongi tried to focus on the conversation, but he was falling asleep while eating, jumping awake when he felt his head falling forward.

"Yoongi are you okay?" Jungkook asks, touching his shoulder. "You're falling asleep."

"Yeah.. yeah I'm fine." Yoongi waves him off.

"Maybe you should stay and rest." Jin suggests, looking at Namjoon for permission.

Namjoon looks at Yoongi, noticing his colorless cheeks and droopy eyes. "I don't have a problem with it. Get some rest. You can just meet up with us when you wake up. Okay?"

"I'm sorry guys.." Yoongi bows. "I'll meet up with you guys in time for practice.."

"Heh..heh'tichi!" J-hope sneezes, rubbing his nose. "Sorry.. what were you saying?"

They were almost through the meeting for their upcoming concert, but his nose kept itching. At first, he thought it was just the flowers in the room, but even after they were removed and he took some allergy pills, he still felt awful.

"Bless you, hyung. Hyungie, are you sure you're okay?" Jimin asks, worry flashing in his eyes.

"Yeah. I'm okay. I think I need to go hey some fresh air.. I'm sorry." J-hope bows, quickly leaving the room to slip into the bathroom to get some toliet paper to try to clear his nose once more.

Am I getting sick too?

He sighs, looking at his reflection. He noticed the tip of his nose was tinged pink and that his face was starting to drain, leaving his usually golden complexion washed to a sickly white.

"They need me to lead practice.." J-hope sighs, splashing water in his face. He walks outside, the brisk winter breeze hitting him hard. "Aiish, I can't believe I went outside in this last night.."

Jungkook goes looking for J-hope,running up to him. "Hyungie, the meeting is over. Are you coming to practice or do you want to go home?"

"I'll come to practice."

J-hope instantly regretted his decision to continue, his energy already depleted an hour into practice. He was moving slower compared to the other members, but none of them said a word.

"Hoba we got through it without any mistakes. Let's take a quick break." Namjoon says, texting Yoongi. J-hope does the same.

Hey Yoongi, how are you doing?

J-hope sends his message.

I feel awful.. It's hard to breathe.

Yoongi answers, almost immediately.

When J-hope sees the message, he rushes back to the others. "Joon-ah, someone needs to go home to check on Yoongi."

"What? Why?" Namjoon jumps to his feet to look at J-hope's phone. Yoongi wasn't one to complain when he felt sick. "Hoba, you go. It sounds like you're already coming down with whatever he has anyway."

"But what about practice? I'll be..heh'tichi !" J-hope tried to argue, but his body didn't agree with him.

"Don't worry. I'll handle it. You go." Namjoon pushed him towards the door.

J-hope got staff to drive him back, instantly going to the room with Yoongi. He found the older rapper buried underneath his blanket,a muffled sneeze just barely heard.

"Yoongi?" J-hope pulls the blanket back, but Yoongi recovers his eyes with the blanket. "What's wrong?"

"It's too bright..my head.." Yoongi whines softly, feeling another sneeze come. "Hehtichih!"

"I'll get you some more medicine. Hang on, Hyungie." J-hope gets up, but vertigo hits hard, making him nearly fall face first. "Fu*k.." He catches himself, landing on his hands and knees.

"Hoba?" Yoongi sits up when he hears the thud. "Hoba are you okay?"

"Yeah..yeah I got dizzy.."

Why do I feel so weak all the sudden?

J-hope shakily rises to his feet. "Stay put. I'll get it."

Yoongi felt his stomach drop to see Hobi struggling because of him, standing up. "No,I can get it myself. Don't worry. Just lay down."

"No, I can-"

"Lay down, Hoseok-ah.." Yoongi insisted, holding back a cough until he was out of hearing range. Why didn't I notice how bad Hobi was this morning? I should've asked him to stay with me..

Yoongi gets the medicine and brings it into the bedroom, ignoring his body protesting against every move, using the wall for balance.

"Heh..heh'itchi! Heh'itchu!" J-hope tried to muffle his sneezes with a pillow.

"You aren't looking well Hoba.. take this.." Yoongi shakily pours medicine into the cup, nearly spilling it. J-hope puts his hand over Yoongi's to steady them.

"You first." J-hope insists.

Yoongi didn't feel like arguing, drinking it in a quick gulp. "I'm glad I texted you.."

"I am too.. I don't think I'd make it through practice." Hobi admits,helping Yoongi pour another dosage for himself.

"Hehtxxchi!" Yoongi sneezes, nearly spilling the medicine. "Hih..heh..heh'itcugh.."

"Bless you hyung..maybe you'll learn your lesson about falling asleep at the studio during winter." J-hope teases, trying to lighten the mood.

"Maybe you'll learn not to go out in winter with a spring jacket." Yoongi sasses, but a cough takes away the bite behind it.

"I guess we're even then.." He drinks the medicine,J-hope leaning on Yoongi's shoulder,yawning. "Can I sleep with you? I don't want to move.."

"Yeah..that's fine.." Yoongi couldn't help but feel relieved not to be alone. His breath came out ragged, unable to breathe from his nose, his not breath drying his lips.

"Sleep well hyung.." J-hope says softly, not getting a reply. He peeks at Yoongi, noticing the older member was already fast asleep.

"Heh.HEHTITCGHDH!"

J-hope jumps awake when he hears Yoongi sneezing. If he didn't see Yoongi laying next to him, he would've thought it was Taehyung.

"Heh'heh..ktchitxh!" Yoongi blinks sleepily, his voice distorted by the mucus that clogged his nose, sniffling to try to sound better."Ugh..sorry Hoba. Did I wake you?"

"Yeah, but it's okay." J-hope stifles a sneeze. "You need to blow your nose Yoon."

"So do you.. I'll go get some tissues.." Yoongi slowly crawls out of bed, standing still for a moment, waiting for the dizziness to pass before standing.

I need to take care of Hobi..

He scolds himself, rising to his feet to go to the living room, getting the box of tissues from the table, jumping when he sees the others congregating in the living room."What are you guys doing home?"

"We ended practice a little early." Namjoon puts his arm around Yoongi. "You're shaking hyung.. let's get you to bed."

"But I still need to get some water." Yoongi argues, trying to go towards the kitchen.

"I'll get it." Taehyung offers, getting to his feet. "You go with Namjoonie-hyung."

"Tae will do it. You need to get to bed." Namjoon tells him firmly, leading him by the elbow. "You feel really warm, Yoongi. Did you take any medicine?"

"I did when Hoba came..heh..iycho!" Yoongi sneezes, sniffling.

"That was hours ago. I'll pour you some." Namjoon puts him in bed next to Hobi. "For both of you."

"Joon you're home?" Hobi says,coughing after.

"Yeah,no one could concentrate.. we were worried about you two.." Namjoon admits, pouring medicine into the small cup, offering it to Yoongi.

Yoongi swallows it, the medicine making him feel woozy when it slides down his throat. He subconsciously wraps his arm around his stomach, closing his eyes.

"What's wrong hyung? Are you going to be sick?" Taehyung rushes in, placing the water bottles on the bed, quickly looking around for a waste bin.

"No..no I'm okay.. I think I just need to eat something.." Yoongi picks up the water, sipping on it. I've only had a bit of rice this morning.. That must be it..

"Seokjinnie-hyung is cooking. It'll be done soon.." Taehyung rubs his hand across Yoongi's belly while Namjoon gets a dosage out for J-hope. "Do you want some chips to eat while we wait? I have some in my room."

Yoongi goes to speak, but another sneeze comes instead. "Heh..Heh'tichi! Heit..chi!" He sniffles, but it was already all over his face.

"Bless you.." Taehyung takes a tissue out of the box, wiping his face.

Yoongi shakes his head, blushing "Taehyung-ah, stop it, I can do it myself.." he tries to scold him, but his voice cracks into a cough, taking away the authority behind his words.

"I know, i just wanted to help." Taehyung gives him the tissue, letting Yoongi blow his nose on his own.

Yoongi felt frustrated when only one side of his nose cleared, his nose letting out a whistle when he breathed in. "I just wanted to learn the routine.." he sighed.

"I know, try to rest for now.. Taehyungie you got to wash your hands now. Let's go." Namjoon takes the young vocalist by the arm leading him out of the room.

Yoongi silently, thanks Namjoon for taking Taehyung out of the room. He'd feel awful if he got another member sick because of him. Especially since he felt guilty about J-hope being sick,feeling partly to blame. "Hoba you got quiet.. are you okay?" Yoongi asks between coughs, noticing that usually cheerful rapper looking off in the distance.

"Huh? Yeah..yeah..I'm okay..I kept feeling like I had to sneeze.. but I didn't sneeze." Hobi rubs his nose, trying to force it out with no success. "It just hurts.."

"I'm sorry Hoba. Let me help." Yoongi takes the string of his jacket, using it to tickle Hobi's nostrils.

"Ah..ah...achitc!" J-hope sneezes, spraying onto Yoongi's hand, covering his face when the second sneeze comes."Heh'itchii..Hah..hei' itxchu!"

Yoongi grabs a tissue cleaning off his hands, then offering another to J-hope.

"Sorry hyung.." J-hope takes it,cleaning the snot that dripped from his nose.

"Why are sorry? I'm the one who..ah..jeychi" Yoongi covered his face, sneezing into the tissue. "Heh'heh..ktchitxh! Ugh.. I didn't want your sneezes. Take them back.."

J-hope smiles. "We can share them together."

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Day 10 Sicktober

Clingy

Request: yoongi is sick and clingy and doesn’t want hobi to leave him but hobi has to go to work at the hybe building so tae takes care of him.

Sickie: yoons

caretaker: Tae

Tw: mention of emeto, nausea sickness, a little bit of scat etc..

Word count: 2k+

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Sick namgi -

I had this in my head after finishing a request. update: I'm skipping class so might as well do something useful with my time.

“We can take a break if you feel unwell. How does that sound?”

“Still nauseous?”

“Have you eaten anything since (meal)?”

sickie: Yoongi

Caretaker: Namjoon

Tw: scat, stomach pain, mentions of nausea, and v****

Word Count:

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Yoongi doesn't understand how he got to this point. His legs were killing him, and the sun's heat beat down on him as he ran. He was starting to fall behind namjoon. Step by step namjoon and yoongi was drifting further and further away. Namjoonn would look back and yell something to encourage yoongi to keep going. It was early in the morning namjoon invited yoongi to exercise with him. Yoongi thought it would be an excellent way to get out of his studio and spend some time with Namjoon since it had been quite a while. He thought they could catch up with him, seeing hows he's doing in all. At this point, yoongi realizes this is the furthest he'd ever run before, and if they don't stop soon his legs are going to give in. Namjoon looks back and notices that yoongi is having a hard time keeping up so he slows down and informs him " there's just one more mile." something about hearing that made yoongi's stomach turn. Before he knew it he was slowing to a stop with his hands on his knees. He was breathing in fast and hard. Namjoon somehow noticed the other had stopped. He had to circle back around and run back to his hyung. Yoongi's knees were practically shaking as he held onto them. He felt nauseous now. He put a hand on his stomach, in an attempt to calm the jostling sea. He can't even remember the last thing he'd eaten, whatever it was if it was anything at all, running wasn't meant to be done after it. "I just need a -" to their surprise a surge of sick hit the concert ground. yoongi couldn't stop it from happening. One moment yoongi's stomach flipped and the next a surge of sickness is out of him and on the ground. Namjoon didn't know if he should give him space or comfort. Be for namjoon could even decide, yoongi's body lurched closer to the ground and he retched up a bit more of his stomach. The taste was bitter and sour, it tasted like this morning's coffee. Thinking about the taste causes him to bring up another this round sickeningly sweet and twisting his stomach.

He wasn't prepared to run today and was prepared to throw up in an open area. He took in hard deep breaths as he looked around. It felt like someone was staring which made him feel embarrassed to be throwing up in public. But, once he actually looked up there was no one around but namjoon standing directly in front of him. He felt his stomach leap out of place and he was back to looking and the mushy brown puddle on the ground. Once he felt like he could, he stood up straight. He gave himself some distance from the puddle and sat on the nearby bench. Namjoon put a comforting hand on his back and asked what happened. Yoongi explained that he suddenly felt sick.

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I didn't finish this, I kinda don't want to but an I also don't wanna delete it... soo uhhh here lol

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