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[alexxjewel]

Rather Be

Title: Rather Be

Word Count: 1,850

Sickie: Yoongi (cold/snz)

Caretaker: Hoseok

A/N: Written for anon request for a very sneezy/needy/affectionate Yoongi with a cold

want to come over and hang out? we can watch a movie :D

It’s the first thing Hoseok texts Yoongi when he hears it start to rain outside. He knows there’s a fairly big storm forecasted to roll in soon, and it’s been dreary all day, but now that it’s actually raining and the sky is growing dark, Hoseok can’t help thinking instantly about his friend.   

Hoseok hates to be stuck inside due to the weather, but it’s Yoongi’s favorite thing. He’s not even expecting Yoongi to answer his text, because Yoongi would love nothing more than to chill at home by himself on a Friday night with the excuse of the rain to keep him inside. He can picture Yoongi already, sitting by the window and listening to the rain while he reads a book.

He’s thoroughly surprised when Yoongi texts him back less than five minutes later.

Maybe. I probably shouldn’t though, I think I’m getting sick.

Hoseok frowns and starts typing.

oh no!!! are you okay?

you can still come, I totally don’t mind

or do you want me to come over there instead?

do you need me to get you anything at the store? 

After that, it takes Yoongi a longer time to respond. Hoseok feels a weirdly strong sense of concern, but it’s just because it’s unusual that Yoongi’s sick. Hoseok can’t even remember the last time that happened. 

Just when he considers calling Yoongi, his phone buzzes.

No, I can come to you, if you really don’t mind.

It takes about fifteen minutes for Yoongi to get there, and Hoseok uses the time to set up the couch with plenty of comfy pillows and blankets and brew a pot of tea. He’s not really sure what Yoongi is sick with, so he still gathers their usual assortment of snacks they like during movie nights too.

He hears a knock on his front door, and then a second later it opens and Yoongi comes inside. He leans his dripping umbrella against the wall, and bends down to take his shoes off. They’re soaking wet, as are the bottom of his pants, and his rain jacket is dripping all over the floor of the entryway. 

“It’s really coming down out there,” Hoseok comments, peering out the window. He turns to Yoongi, who nods and then lifts his arm up to his face.

“hsch-eh! hshch’iew! Ugh, excuse me,” Yoongi mumbles, sniffling a little. He pulls off his hood and unzips his jacket, and Hoseok can see that he’s shivering. Even though he’s wearing the coat, his face is wet and so is most of his hair.  

“Bless you. Go change into some dry clothes,” Hoseok instructs. “And if you need anything, there’s plenty of medicine in the cabinet in the bathroom. Tissues, too.” 

Yoongi gives an uncharacteristically shy smile and goes to change, sniffling as he makes his way down the hall.

When he comes out, he’s wearing a pair of Hoseok’s sweatpants and sweatshirt of his own he’d left there at some point, and he’s sneezing up a storm, stopping every few steps to sneeze into the crook of his arm. 

“hrrshsh-eh! ksh’shuh!”

“Bless you!” Hoseok says, but Yoongi doesn’t even hear him, not even close to being done sneezing. 

 “hh-ktsch-uh! hh-hh-hshch’uh! S-sorry…hshch’iew! hrrshsh-eh!”

Hoseok blinks in shock, He’s never heard Yoongi sneeze so much before. “Bless you!” He exclaims, nudging Yoongi in the direction of the couch. “Sounds like you’ve definitely caught a cold.” He’s instantly worried, and the worry grows exponentially with each sneeze.

“ksh’shuh! hh-ktsch!” 

“Bless you. Sit down, there are plenty of blankets on the couch. I boiled water for tea, I’ll be right back.” 

As he makes his way into the kitchen, he hears Yoongi sneeze twice more– he has no clue how he never noticed before today that Yoongi sneezed in twos. 

When he returns to the living room with two mugs of tea, Yoongi is sitting on the couch, curled up under a blanket and sneezing into his sleeve yet again. 

“hh-hh-hshch! hsch-eh!” 

“Bless you. Are you sure you’re okay? We don’t have to watch a movie if you’re not feeling up to it.”

“I’m okay,” Yoongi replies quickly, chuckling softly even as a blush appears on his cheeks. “It’s just a cold. I did take some of your medicine, though. Thank you.”  

“Of course. Take as much as you need. Or, I guess, as much as recommended.” 

They both laugh, and Hoseok turns on the TV. He sits down on the opposite end of the couch, and he’s surprised when Yoongi moves over so he’s sitting right next to Hoseok, their shoulders touching. Grinning to himself, he glances over and tries not to be noticeable as he observes Yoongi up close, his smile faltering a little when he sees that he doesn’t look very well at all.  

There are dark circles under the older man’s eyes like he hasn’t been sleeping well, his lips are dry and cracked, and Hoseok gets a good look at how red his nose is for just a second before Yoongi is covering it with his hand, inhaling sharply before– 

“hrRSHSH-eh! HSHCH-eh!”

“Bless you!” Hoseok grabs a blanket and spreads it out over both of their laps, still a little surprised at how close Yoongi is sitting. Yoongi isn’t exactly one for physical affection– or any kind of physical touch, really– but he pulls his feet up onto the couch once the blanket is over him, knees bending as he leans against Hoseok’s side even more.

He’s quiet after that, leaning against Hoseok’s side as they watch the movie. Less than ten minutes in, Hoseok notices something; little by little, Yoongi leans further over, until his head is resting on Hoseok’s shoulder, his hair brushing against his neck. 

He stays very still as he processes the surprising unfolding of events. He wonders if it’s just because Yoongi is so tired– he also briefly wonders if Yoongi has a fever or something, because it’s so unexpected. And then, Yoongi pulls one arm out of the blanket, lifts his fist to his nose to rub briefly, and then when he puts his hand down he lets it rest so that it’s almost in Hoseok’s lap instead of his own, his fingers splayed out over Hoseok’s blanket-covered thigh. 

Hoseok tries very hard to resist the urge to grab Yoongi’s hand, or to put his arm around the older man’s shoulders, grinning to himself the entire time. He can’t help being excited at the fact that Yoongi trusts him enough to be so close. 

Suddenly, Yoongi pulls away a little, lifting his head and turning away from Hoseok to sneeze. “hh-KTSHCH-uh! HSHCH’uh! Excuse me,” he mumbles, sniffling afterward and rubbing his nose with his knuckles. 

“Let me go grab a box of tissues,” Hoseok says as he listens to Yoongi sniffle. 

He’s not sure if it’s in his head, or if Yoongi is reluctant to let him up, but he pauses for a moment before he does, sitting up slowly and barely just enough to let Hoseok stand up. 

As soon as he returns with tissues and sits down, Yoongi burrows against his side, spreading the blanket back out over their laps and then wrapping his arm around Hoseok’s waist. 

Hoseok beams.

He keeps the tissues in his lap, and he’s not really sure how he senses it– maybe Yoongi sniffles softly, or his body tenses a little– but he has a sudden thought to pull a couple of tissues from the box, and he passes them to Yoongi at the same exact time that Yoongi reaches over.

“Th-thank you,” Yoongi gasps before letting out a particularly wet-sounding pair of sneezes. “HSHCH’iew! hrrshsh-eh!”

“Bless you,” Hoseok murmurs, pulling a few more tissues from the box and passing them over. “Are you okay?” 

“KSHshuh! hrrshsh-iew!” 

With a harsh sniffle, Yoongi nods, but then he sneezes twice more and groans afterward, his face flushing. 

“Bless you.”

Yoongi blows his nose, mumbling an apology that Hoseok brushes off. Once Yoongi’s nose seems to settle, they go back to watching the movie, and a couple of minutes later Hoseok feels eyes on him. He glances down to see Yoongi looking up at him.

“Sorry I’m so boring tonight,” he whispers as soon as Hoseok looks at him. “Thank you for still wanting to hang out with me.”

“Of course,” Hoseok replies. “I love hanging out with you.”

Yoongi smiles, then settles back against him, cheek against his shoulder. 

Hoseok isn’t really thinking when he reaches over a few minutes later and starts to rub Yoongi’s back, and he feels Yoongi tense beneath his hand. He pulls his hand back, but Yoongi makes a small, congested sound and shifts under the blanket.

“Keep going?” He asks sleepily, mumbling the words against Hoseok’s neck. 

Hoseok does not have to be told twice. He focuses on rubbing Yoongi’s back, completely ignoring the movie now in favor of bringing his friend comfort, and when Yoongi tenses again not five minutes later, he’s startled by Yoongi sneezing softly. 

“hsch-eh!” Yoongi barely gets a hand to his face in time to cover the sneeze, and Hoseok pauses, waiting for the second one.  A second sneeze doesn’t come, though, and he cranes his neck a little to check on Yoongi when he sits up halfway; he’s taking tiny little breaths, chest moving up and down rapidly, and Hoseok bites back a smile at the way his nose scrunches up. It feels a little silly, sitting and waiting for Yoongi to sneeze, but before he can think about it too much more it finally comes– 

“hshch’iew!”

“Oh, bless you,” Hoseok coos, tugging Yoongi back against his side. His heart flutters when Yoongi comes easily, snuggles up against him like he does it all the time.

As the movie plays on, Yoongi starts to slump further down, like his head is too heavy to keep upright, and soon he slides down until his head is in Hoseok’s lap. Hoseok keeps rubbing his back, smiling when Yoongi makes an unintentionally cute little snorting noise that turns into a yawn. 

By the time the movie is done, Yoongi is sound asleep. Hoseok doesn’t want to wake him. He looks so tired and sick, and so vulnerable resting his head in Hoseok’s lap, and he can’t bear the thought of breaking the peaceful atmosphere surrounding them. Outside, the rain falls harder than ever, but it feels cozy inside, like they’re in their own little world.

Hoseok cues up another movie and settles in, knowing he might be stuck on the couch for a while, because there is no way he’s going to make Yoongi move until he does it on his own accord. 

And when Yoongi coughs himself awake halfway through the second movie, Hoseok just keeps rubbing his back and holding him close and soaking up the way Yoongi leans purposefully into his touch, glancing up at him with a shy, grateful smile every so often in a way that makes Hoseok melt. 

He can’t think of anywhere else he’d rather be.

[alexxjewel]

🌡️ temperature prompts for sickies 🌡️

🥶 on vacation at a ski resort, Yoongi and Jimin bring Jungkook to the lodge with the big fireplace to warm up a bit

word count: 405

“You look too sad.” Jimin slides a paper cup in front of Jungkook as he sits down across from him. “I brought you hot chocolate.”

Jungkook is shivering. He’s bundled up in his warm winter coat, mittens on his hands, and he pushes his lips out into a pout at Jimin’s words. 

Yoongi sits down on the bench next to him and rubs his back. “I took a video of Namjoon skiing for you. I promise you won’t be sad after you watch it.”

A hint of a smile teases at Jungkook’s lips, but then he’s coughing, burying his face in his arms. When he looks up, his eyes are watery and his cheeks are pink. He shivers, leaning against Yoongi’s side, and Jimin frowns.

“Are you cold?” Jimin stands, reaches across the table to tug on the shoulder of Jungkook’s jacket. “Follow me.”

He starts to walk away, and Jungkook glances over at Yoongi, who shrugs and stands up. “Follow him,” he says, picking Jungkook’s cup up. “I’ll carry this.”

Jungkook slowly gets to his feet, pausing halfway to duck into the crook of his elbow and cough loudly, his cheeks turning red at the exertion as his lungs work to expel all the gunk trapped inside. Yoongi rubs his back through it, keeping his hand there when Jungkook straightens up. 

They find Jimin waiting in the lobby, and he smiles when they finally catch up, looping his arm through Jungkook’s and tugging him along. There’s a big stone fireplace by the entryway and Jimin leads them to the ledge that runs in front of it, nudging Jungkook to sit down before plopping down next to him. 

“It’s so warm here,” he says, reaching over to tuck a strand of Jungkook’s long hair behind his ear. “I was waiting here earlier.” 

Yoongi hands the paper cup to Jungkook, who looks at it for a moment before taking it. He still has his mittens on and he holds the cup with both hands, slowly bringing it to his lips to sip on the warm beverage. 

“Better?” Jimin asks when he finishes the hot chocolate. 

Jungkook nods, lets Jimin take the empty cup from him before leaning against Yoongi’s side again, and the three of them sit there until Jungkook is no longer shivering, until his hoarse laughter is ringing out through the lobby as he watches a video of Namjoon face planting in the snow. 

[alexxjewel]

I love this more than I should.

Yo. This one right here? The build up in his nauseated voice? 👌🏽👌🏽 wish it was longer, but great quality voice acting either way. I wish he had more scenarios like this—looks like this is the only one of his that is sick related.

[alexxjewel]

Sprained

Title: Sprained

Word Count: 548

Summary: Taehyung has a sprained ankle and Jimin is there to help him out.

A/N: Thanks @borahaehae for the prompt that I only followed like halfway lol

“Here you go!” Jimin says cheerfully as he sets a tray down in Taehyung’s lap. “Lunch time.” 

“Thanks,” Taehyung sighs. “Sorry, I could have gotten it–”

“Nonsense,” Jimin interrupts. “I’m happy to help. Anything you need, I’ll get it for you.” He leans down and presses a kiss to the top of Taehyung’s hair, and then he stays there for a moment, still leaning over, and that’s when Taehyung realizes–

“Did you just smell me?”

“What? No.” Jimin straightens up quickly and takes a step to the side. “No.”

“You just sniffed my hair!”

“I did not!” Jimin protests, his eyes wide. “I just…your hair tickled my nose, that’s all!” He rubs at his nose, making an exaggerated sniffling sound, but Taehyung doesn’t buy it for one second.

“You smelled me,” Taehyung insists. “It’s because I smell bad, isn’t it?” He groans, covering his face with his arm. “This is so embarrassing, it’s because I can’t shower as often with this…” He trails off, gesturing vaguely at his ankle, and then his shoulders are shaking and he lets out a small sob, muffled slightly by his sleeve. 

“Oh, Tae,” Jimin whispers, taking the tray from Taehyung’s lap and setting it on the coffee table. He gently nudges Taehyung’s arm aside so he can see his face. “Don’t cry. It’s okay! You don’t have to be embarrassed about anything.” 

Taehyung’s lip quivers and fresh tears spill down his cheeks. “But I can’t do anything without help.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Jimin replies quickly. “I’m happy to help you with a shower.”

Bringing his arm up to his face again, Taehyung makes a sad sound. “So you do think I smell bad!”

“That’s not at all what I meant, and you know that.” 

“I’m just a burden,” Taehyung murmurs, snuffling into his sleeve. 

“Taehyungie, you’re not a burden. And you would do the same for me, wouldn’t you?”

“But you would never sprain your ankle because you’re not a clumsy–”

“Wouldn’t you?” Jimin interrupts him sternly. He waits for Taehyung to nod, then says, “So if you want to take a shower or a bath, I will help you. And if that means you want me to get in the bath with you and wash your hair for you, I will. Or, if that means you want me to set everything up within reach and then give you privacy, I will do that too.”

There’s a long few minutes of silence, and then Taehyung sucks in a slow breath. 

“Sounds like the only options are bathe or bathe,” he says, his voice small, but there’s a small smile on his face. “I must really stink, huh?”

“Oh, shush,” Jimin huffs out. “If you want to choose option three, which is to not take a shower or bath until your ankle heals completely, I will fully support you. Just don’t expect a lot of cuddles if you go that route.” He smiles, reaching out to ruffle Taehyung’s hair, and Taehyung is quiet again for a moment.

“I would like the first option, please,” Taehyung finally says, still sniffling a little. “If it’s still an offer.”

“Of course.” Jimin picks up the tray and moves it back to Taehyung’s lap. “Eat your lunch. I’ll go run a bubble bath for us.” 

[alexxjewel]

I'm unhappy with my current drafts so I'm just gonna write just whatever comes to mind. No matter how it ends up, I'm gonna post it. Forgive me if it's not good. Some days, you just have to write just for the enjoyment and not care about results.

As Jin is returning soon he's the target of my story

Warning: emeto, fever.

Sickie: Jin with a bit of Yoongi. (Because my mind said so)

Caregivers: ot7

Jin presses his forehead against Yoongi's shoulder, trying to shield his eyes from the light that caused pain to ripple across his aching head.

"What's wrong Hyungie? Your breathing is off.." Yoongi speaks softly to him, running his hand through his hair. Yoongi couldn't recall Jin ever getting sick from flying. Seokjin is usually the one caring for the younger members, him included.

"All the flashing lights at the airport gave me a headache that's all.. I'll be okay." Jin picks up his head to talk to Yoongi, but Yoongi pushes him back down when he sees a flash of pain in Seokjins eyes.

"I got some medicine to help with the pain, just rest now. Okay? Let me take care of you this time Hyungie" Yoongi digs through his carry on for some pain relievers and an eye mask frowning when he hears only a single pill rattling. Sh*t.. will this be enough to help? I thought I had more.

"This should help at least a little..it's only 200mgs though.." Yoongi speaks softly, not wanting to risk making his hyung feel worse. "I'm sorry..I'm usually better prepared for travel.."

"No, no its okay. Thank you..this will be enough to help. Its not that bad really..I'll just sleep it off." Jin swallows the small pill, drinking the bit of water he had left in his bottle, covering his eyes up, leaning his head back against Yoongi.

Yoongi tries to gently massage Jin's temple to help ease the pain, relaxing when he hears the older’s breathing slow as he falls asleep. "I hope you feel better soon.." he whispers, brushing Jin's hair behind his ear when he sees it tickling Jin's ear, making him twitch in his sleep.

"What's wrong with Seokjinnie-hyung?" Namjoon whispers when he sees Yoongi's worried expression, taking out his headphones.

"Hyungie isn't feeling well, he said he just had a headache, but it sounds like he was suppressing coughs while we were going through the airport.." Yoongi whispers underneath his breath, Namjoon having to read his lips and lean forward to understand him.

"I'll get some medicine for him.." Namjoon promises, knowing Yoongi wouldn't want to risk waking up Jin by trying to flag down a staff member.

"That'd be great, thanks Namjoon-ah.. i gave him what i had, but i don't think its enough..Namjoon... could you ah..get me some water too?" Yoongi asks in a small voice.

"Are you feeling sick too?" Namjoon furrows his brow with worry when he sees that Yoongi's cheeks lacked color.

"I'm fine. I just took the medicine for motion sickness a little too late. It'll pass in a bit.. Don't worry." Yoongi gives Namjoon a reassuring smile, ignoring the fluttering in his stomach. There's no focus point in the sky like in a car to help.. maybe I'll try to sleep too..

"Tell me if you still feel sick an hour after landing okay hyung?" Namjoon orders gently. "Just because Seokjinnie-hyung is feeling sick doesn't mean how you feel isn’t just as important.."

"I will, Joon-ah.. thank you.." Yoongi leans his head against Jin's closing his eyes, finding comfort in the familiar scent of Jin's shampoo filling his nostrils. It's a short flight.. just two and a half hours.. when I wake up, we'll be landing.. I'll feel better then..

"Hyung.." Yoongi calls to Jin, who was still asleep on his shoulder. "We landed. You need to wake up now.. Hyung.." he gently shakes his shoulder to try to jostle him awake.

"Mmmn? What?" Jin blinks his eyes slowly, trying to process what the oldest rapper was saying to him, removing the blind fold. "Yoongi..?"

"Hyungie we landed. It's time to get off the plane.." Yoongi repeats himself patiently, waiting for recognition to light up in Jin's eyes.

"Ah..right.. the award show.." Jin sits upright, wincing at the tension in his neck. "I slept in that position too long.."

"I'll see what I can do about it while we're in the car. I'm sorry, me sleeping against your head probably made it worse.." Yoongi gently rubs the back of Jin's neck, feeling the tension that limited Jin's movement.

"Yoongi please don't.. that hurts.." Jin pushes Yoongi's hands away, wincing at his touch."I'll ask for a heat pack.."

"I'm sorry Hyungie. I'm sorry.." Yoongi frowns, his eyes dilating with worry, his stomach knotting with guilt.. "You might need to make an appointment to see a chiropractor."

"Don't worry so much Yoongi-yah. You just wanted to help and i appreciate it, but it's okay. it's not that bad, but I'll talk to staff if it'll make you feel better." Jin smiles through the pain, putting a hand on Yoongi's shoulder. "Let's get off this plane. I'm gonna take a shower and nap until we need to work."

"Alright Hyung, here.. you can wear my hat. It'll help block the camera lights." Yoongi unsnaps his hat from his carry on bag, placing it on Jin's head and snapping it to fit him. "I'll lead you. Just keep your head down."

Jin nods, taking Yoongi's elbow. "Ready."

Yoongi leads Jin off the plane, moving quickly to get past the mob of photographers, reporters and fans who filled the airport, all screaming for them to look in their direction.

Jimin tries to ask them to move so they can have a path, making hand motions to clear the way, Taehyung trying to shush the crowd, but it was in vain.

"Not so fast..I can't keep the pace.." Jin tries to pull away from Yoongi, but Yoongi grabs onto his arm, nearly tripping over their security guard when he quickly stepped in front of him to push a girl's arm away from grabbing onto Yoongi.

"I'm sorry Hyung..but you'll get trampled if we don't keep going this speed.. i can see the car. Please bear with it a little longer." Yoongi couldn't tell if Jin heard him over the chaos, but Jin didn't try to pull away. Namjoon went on the other side of Jin, Jungkook walking behind him, keeping a hand on Jin's shoulder.

"I..I'm going to be sick.." Jin swayed, swallowing hard refusing to let himself, the only thing keeping him on his feet is Yoongi and Namjoon holding him in a tight grip.His stomach churned his body reaching its limits. Theres so many flashes..it's making me dizzy..and the screams..my head is splitting..

Yoongi gets in the car first, pulling Jin in with him. Namjoon and Jungkook follow right behind, Hoseok pulling the door shut behind him.

"Hyung are you okay?" Yoongi asks speaking softly, rubbing his hand across his shoulder. "We're out of the crowd now. It's okay.." Yoongi tries to comfort Jin when he realizes he's shaking.

Jin shakes his head, afraid to open his mouth to speak. He places his hand over his face,his muscles tightened around his abdomen, pushing up thick bile into his throat. No..not now..please..

Namjoon acts quickly when he notices the color completely drain from Jin's face, knowing whats coming before Jin even clamped his hand over his mouth. "Sh*t, Fu*k.." he curses, reaching forward to ruffle through the center console, finding a plastic bag.

Jin tried to hold it back while Namjoon searched for something, swallowing down the bile, but it ended coming right back up with more force. He felt the warm sick fill his hand only upsetting his stomach even more.

Namjoon quickly opens the plastic bag for Jin, holding it underneath him. Yoongi looks for napkins, using the water from his carry on to wet it, taking Jins hand to clean it.

"I-im..I'm sorr..sorry.." Jin whimpers in between heaves, throwing up into the bag Namjoon held open as wide as possible.

"Hyung no, don't be sorry. Things happen..you can't help being sick. It's okay." Yoongi wets another napkin, swallowing the spit that pooled in his mouth. I can handle this. It's no big deal.. I can just wash my hands later..I can't get sick too..hyungie needs help..

Yoongi quickly tosses the soiled napkin in the bag in-between heaves, checking Jin's hand once more to be sure he got it all before taking his hand in his, rubbing his knuckles. His heart clenched when he saw Jin's eyes pooling with tears as another mouthful pushes up.

Hoseok buried his face into Jungkooks shoulder, his stomach churning sympathetically at the sound of Jin.

"Hang on, I'll help.. Hobi-hyung just wait.."Jungkook ruffles through his pocket, finding his headphones and sticking them in Hoseoks ears, turning on music to try to help. The distraction of helping Hoseok helped him hold back his emotions.

Namjoon tried to keep Jin's mind distracted so he didn't notice the others around him, talking to him gently to try to keep the focus on him and not the fact Yoongi had lost the color to his face, Hoseok was fighting the urge to Vomit from the sound of him and the teary eyed Kook who couldn't stand seeing his brothers like this.

"You'll feel better once it's all out.. it's okay.. most of us have gotten airsick before..it's no big deal..just focus on breathing.. it's okay..it's okay.."

Jin let out another few mouthfuls of half digested food, his body trembling with effort, his energy draining. His muscles burned, pushing up less each time until nothing came but thick saliva.

"I..i..m..done now.." Jin speaks in a hoarse whisper, leaning against Yoongi, trying to catch his breath again. "I'm..I'm okay now.."

"Do you think you can drink some water?" Namjoon asks softly, his hands shaking as he ties up the bag, staff grabbing to take it from him. He's still really pale and his breathing is really rough.. I hope we can get to the hotel without any issues..we had to switch hotels twice when we were in the Phillipines..

"Namjoon-ah..calm down..it's okay..I'm feeling better than I look..really.." Jin coughs in between his sentences, ruining the comfort he was trying to give his anxious leader. Jin takes a drink of the water, hoping that would help soothe his nerves.

Namjoon pushes Jin's bangs out of his face, checking to see if he felt warm to the touch, relaxing when he hardly feels warmer than his own forehead. "Try to rest until it's time to get out hyungie.."

Jin nods, getting comfortable on Yoongi's shoulder, only taking a few minutes for exhaustion to hit.

"Hyungie.. the alarm is going off. Are you awake?" Taehyung calls softly to Jin from his bed in the hotel room they shared.

"I am now..."Jin yawns, rolling over to face Taehyung, closing his eyes when the bright light from the window hits his face, making him painfully aware of the pounding headache he had didn't go away even after napping and a couple pain relievers. "What time is it..?"

"It's four-thirty, we need to be ready in an hour to go to the show..I'm sorry to wake you.. I wanted to give you time to get ready.." Taehyung apologizes with a bow,feeling guilty to wake up Jin, his stomach knotting.

He quickly runs to close the blinds when he notices it is bothering his older brother. "Sorry. I didn't want to turn on the light..the bedside lamp is broken.."

"It's okay Vuu, don't apologize. You did the right thing. I'd hate to make staff have to work on dirty hair" Jin drags himself out of bed, trying to keep himself from shaking in front of Taehyung. "I'm going to shower. Could you choose me and an outfit?"

"Of course Hyung." Taehyung goes to Jin's suitcase to find something comfortable. Jinnie-hyung still looks pale.. I'll have to tell Namjoon..

Jin goes into the bathroom, taking a few shaky breaths. Why do I feel worse after sleeping? My head still hurts just as much as before and my muscles still burn.. I need to pull myself together..Namjoon needs me to be there for him. He gets so nervous at events like this..

He slowly strips out of his clothes, turning on the shower, sitting in the tub, letting the water cascade down his back, hoping the warmth could do something for the pain.

Jin is awake now, but I don't think he's feeling any better.. It's too early for him to take another dose of pain pills, though..

Taehyung makes a chat with the other members excluding Jin.

Medical staff hasn't landed, the other flight got delayed.. they won't be here until tomorrow. Staff is looking for a local doctor that will come see him. If he gets any worse tell me. I'll get staff to take him to the hospital.

Namjoon texts. He had already wanted to find him help as soon as they landed, but finding a doctor that makes house calls last minute when it wasn't an emergency wasn't working in his favor.

Taehyung felt his heart fluttering with worry when he hears Jin coughing hard in the bathroom, rushing to check on him. "Are you throwing up hyung..?"

"No, no I'm okay..my throat is just sore from getting sick like that earlier." Jin reassures Taehyung, trying to clear his throat.

"I'll make you some tea Hyung." Taehyung places the clothes he chose for Jin on the counter, going to the keurig and placing a green tea pod inside.

Taehyung returns to the bathroom letting the tea brew. "Hyung do you want me to wash your hair? Maybe a scalp massage will help your headache."

"Alright.. but you aren't coming in here." Jin wets his hair once more before turning off the showerhead, the water running in the bath, hitting his feet.

Taehyung opens the curtains, taking the shampoo and creating a lather, massaging it gently into Jin's scalp. "I'm not being too rough am i?"

"No..it feels nice.." Jin hums, closing his eyes when Taehyung washes his bangs, the gentle circles ebbing a bit of the pain away to make it more tolerable.

Taehyung feels his shoulders relax when he hears Jin's soft sigh, giving him a sign that he was doing something to help ease the pain that plagued his eldest hyung. "Does your stomach still hurt hyung?"

"It hurts, but like..don't feel like I'm going to throw up, but my sides burn when i take a deep breath..it's sore.." Jin tells him earnestly.

"Hang on, hyung.." Taehyung goes to the kitchen, getting the ice bucket. He fills it with water halfway, using it to get the soap out of Jin's hair without having to shove his head under the sink or stand in the shower. "Keep your eyes closed, please hyung..." Taehyung keeps one hand on Jins forehead, making a barrier to keep the soap from running down into Jins eyes.

Jin obeys, pawing at his sore stomach, trying to rub the pain away. "Thank you Tete.." Jin says with a gentle smile when Taehyung finishes up with his hair, holding back a cough. "You should focus on getting ready yourself, I can wash up myself from here. I'm feeling much better now.."

"Okay hyung..I'll leave the door cracked..call for me if you need anything." Taehyung leaves, looking back at Jin before Jin pulled the curtain shut to turn back on the shower.

Washing him perked him up a bit, but he's got a cough now.. I hope he'll be okay to do the interview and performance..

Taehyung types his worries.

His throat is probably just sore from puking earlier, but I asked staff to get some medicine just in case.

Hoseok texts back, followed by Namjoon.

I'll do what I can to keep the questions off of him during the interview, and if he's not feeling well enough to perform, we can always have him sit it out.

Namjoon texts back,Taehyung feeling the tension in his shoulders loosen. The hyungs have it handled. I just need to do all i can for the team..

Okay. I made him some tea to see if that will help with his throat..

Taehyung quickly texts back, putting his phone down and returning to the kitchen to add a bit of sugar to try to combat the bitter of the tea.

Jin finishes up in the bath, wrapping a towel around his body, his knees folding underneath him when he tries to stand, dizziness making him crash onto the tile.

Taehyung runs to check on him when he hears the sound, checking his ankles for any sign of injury before getting him to his feet, sitting him up on the toliet to get him dry, rubbing a towel across his dripping body.

"Are you okay, hyung?" Taehyung says, voice a pitch higher with worry, checking Jin's legs for injuries, frowning when he sees a bruise forming on his knee."What happened?"

"I'm okay Vuu, I just fell. It's just a little bruise. It's no big deal." Jin tells Taehyung, trying to get his vision to focus on him. What's going on with me? My body feels so weak.. I need to pull myself together..

"Hyung please don't lie to me.. Are you sure you can do this? You don't look well.." Taehyung speaks softly, trying to dry Jin's hair with the towel, his his heart tightening when Jin coughs when he tries to answer.

Taehyung rubs his back, trying to ease the pain, sighing with relief when the cough stops as quickly as it begins, but that isn't good enough for him."Hyung, I don't think you should perform.. Please, consider sitting it out? At least the dancing?" He asks gently.

"I'm okay Taehyungie, I just caught a cold.. I'll take some medicine and go to bed early tonight." Jin reassures Taehyung sounding more confident than he really felt. Army worked hard to help us win this award..the least I can do is perform a few songs for them...

Jin coughs into his sleeve, trying to silence it to stop himself from interrupting Namjoon, who was politely answering the interviewers question. He feels a hand touch his thigh, looking at the owner of it, meeting the eyes of Jungkook.

The mankae offers him a water bottle, him taking it gratefully. 'Thank you..' Jin mouths, trying to wash down the foul taste of phlegm that his body kept coughing up.

Why do I feel worse after taking medicine? This isn't good..I'm performing soon..

"One last question for the group. This is the first time you'll be performing Destiny live. Army is so excited. Does it have choreography?" The interviewer asks, Jin's heart dropping into his stomach when the realization hits him.

That's right.. we've been practicing this song for a month now to show Army.. I can't let the sleepless nights we spent go to waste.. why do I have to have a center position..?

"It's okay Hyung.. you got this.." Jimin leans in to Jin, pressing his forehead against his cheek to comfort him, quickly pulling back when he feels the warmth. "Hyung-"

Jimin gets cut off by Namjoon’s voice. "This has been..."

"BTS.." Everyone speaks after him, ending the interview, the boys being rushed by staff to quickly get ready.

Jimin goes to go to Namjoon to tell him about Jin's declining health, but Jin takes his wrist. "Jimin-ah please, don't tell him.. I can do this.. I'll tell him after we perform Destiny. We worked so hard on it.. I won't be able to sleep tonight if I ruin this for everyone. It's only been twenty minutes since I took the medicine, it'll kick in by the time we perform. I'll ge okay.."

Jimin wanted to argue against him, but the determination and desperation in Jin's eyes made him give in. This means so much to him.. he'll regret it if he doesn't try and the guilt will only make him feel worse..

"Please Jimin?" Jin asks once more, knowing Jimin was close to giving in.

"Hyung please take it easy when you perform.. Army will understand if you don't give it your all..okay?" Jimin touches his shoulder, pleading in a whisper when he sees staff approaching them, giving them their mics.

"Five minutes until you perform."

Jin could feel the sweat already pooling at the back of his neck, covering up his mic to cough. He could hear Army starting the fanchant, waiting for the lights to come on.

Please..please I just need to last four minutes, please..

Jin pleaded with his body, his stomach twisting and churning with every movement, his head pounding at the sound of the screams he would normally cherish.

The lights turned on, making the screams louder as soon as Jungkook started to sing. Jin forced himself to move, his knee throbbing when he dropped to the ground to the beat, stumbling when he tried to quickly rise back to his feet.

Guilt churned his already sour stomach, bile trying to rise up his throat, but he continued to perform, ignoring his body's plea for him to stop. He moves to the next position, singing his part without letting the audience know how poorly he is feeling, quickly moving to side to cough, his throat unable to handle the notes he usually hit with ease.

Namjoon joins him, quickly getting him water before Hoseok finishes his verse. "Hyung you need to take it easy. I can see your hands trembling.. Are you okay?"

Jin doesn't answer him, taking the water from his hand and taking a drink,but the water his too heavy on his stomach, his body instantly pushing it up, placing his hand over his mouth, Vomit soaking his palm.

He could hear the crowd in front of him screaming in worry for him, his legs turning to jello, Namjoon quickly catching him before he hits the floor.

"Sh*t, Hyung.. we need to get you back stage, hang on.."

Namjoon flags staff over, the security guards leading him down the steps. Namjoon clenches his teeth, forcing himself not to follow Jin, quickly going back to the stage, nearly running into Jimin . It'll be too hard on the team for two of us to be missing. I'll check on him the moment we get off stage..

The members already knew what happened without Namjoon telling him, Jimin's voice trembling when he sings knowing he could've prevented it if he just told on Jin in the final place.

Jin is lead to the nearest waste bin, Mr. Lee holding him up as he throws up a thick liquid, his body trembling, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I..i..ruined it.." He sobs, another mouthful of sick coming in-between reaches. "I let..everyone d..do.." his words get cut off by his stomach pushing up more hot sick, splashing into the bin.

"Don't speak. No one will blame you for being sick. Just focus on breathing right now.. okay Seokjin-sii?" Mr. Lee rubs his hand across Jin's back, feeling his body trembling with effort. "It's okay.. you need to calm down.."

Jin tries to take deep breaths, but each breath he tries to take only causes him to cough, his lungs screaming for air. "I...i..can't.."

After a few minutes he could hear the sound of his members rushing to him, Namjoon taking over for Mr.Lee. "hyung you can be so stubborn.. you should've told me you still felt like this.."

Jin felt Namjoon's arms wrap around his chest, supporting his weight as he dry heaves pushing up nothing but strings of spit "I'm..I'm sorry.." he answers in a raspy whisper, leaning into Namjoon, waiting for the waves of nausea to end.

"Hyung you dont have anything left in your stomach.. please try to breathe..." Namjoon adds softly, feeling himself sweat from contact, using his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Jin's face. "You're burning up.."

Jon focuses on breathing, the dry heaves dying down to coughs, pushing the can away from him, leaning into Namjoon. Namjoon gently lowers him gently moving him to be able to rest his head on his lap.

Yoongi wets a towel with a bottle of water, gently wiping the sweat from Jin's face, his heart tightening to see Jin's pained expression up close, his eyes tightly shut when he breathes in from his strained muscles.

"I'm sorry..I just wanted to do one.. song and I thought I had it.. under control.." Jins voice comes out soft, still trying to catch his breath, covering his face with his arm.

"Don't worry about that right now.. just focus on your breathing right now? Do you think you can drink some water?" Namjoon asks softly.

Jim shakes his head, his stomach churning at the thought of putting anything in his system. "Maybe...I should go to the hospital to get an IV.." he sits up slowly, holding his sore middle.

Yoongi places a hand on Jin's back to help him. "Hyung we weren't going to give you a choice on that one.. you really scared us Hyung.. especially Jiminie."

Jin looks around, his chest tightening when he sees Jimins eyes sparkling with unshed tears. "Im sorry I should've tried harder to talk you into not performing.."

"Jimin-ah..come here." Seokjin pulls Jimin into a hug. "I shouldn't asked you to be quiet.. it's not your fault okay? It's just mine for letting my emotions get the better of..." he coughs, trying to cover it with his fist.

"The car is ready." Staff tells them.

"Thank you.." Namjoon says, gently leading Jin to his feet, feeling him tremble with effort. He's trying to act tough, but he's still so pale and shaky. "Let's get you taken care of.. no more hiding how you feel okay hyung?"

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your allergy fics are so good! would you be able to write one with jungkook? any caretaker, with jungkook coming into contact with something he's terribly allergic to but he wants to enjoy (like a bouquet of flowers or a cute kitten idk) and it sets him off sneezing a ton, with a super itchy nose. thank you!

I have plenty of mostly finished projects, but I can't bring myself to post them, so I keep working on new ones, and after months, I finally made one I like!

"Jaykay...Jungkook-ah.. wake up.. we're landing.." Hoseok shakes the mankae when his gentle approach doesn't work. "Jaykay your face is so puffy.." Hoseok smiles fondly, grabbing Jungkook's face and smooshing his face in between his fingers.

Jungkook moans in complaint, his eyes fluttering open to look at Hoseok. "Hyung..what time is it?" he grabs Hoseok's wrist to get him to stop attacking his cheeks, rubbing at his eyes. "It's morning still?"

"It is..Good morning Junggukkie." Hoseok smiles, feeling pride in successfully getting him to start moving. "It's because of the time difference. Remember?"

Jungkook studies his surroundings perplexed before his eyes widen with recognition when the sleep that fogged his memory dissipates, replaced with excitement. "Oh! I know! We're filming a music video!I'm so excited! We're going to be filming by a real waterfall and going to a garden with hundreds of different flowers and we're going to work with birds!" The memory of the meeting floods over him.

"We're going to get amazing photos. I wonder if we'll get to see a real toucan." Taehyung adds in his own excitement, leaning forward to talk to Jungkook.

"Toucan? Do you really think we can see a real one? I've seen videos of them and they don't look real." Hoseok adds in.

"Everyone, please return to your seats and buckle up." The boys hear the announcement, gathering up their things.

"Namjoon-ah do you have everything?" Yoongi asks, placing his tablet into his bag.

"Of course. You gifted me a holder for my passport after that incident in japan.." Namjoon pulls out the passport that was tucked into his shirt.

"That's because we almost couldn't perform.. you're lucky that man found it in the bathroom for you.. What about your headphones?"

Namjoon opens his airpod case, ears reddening when he sees there's only one inside, feeling around his seat until he finds it. "You knew i lost one didn't you hyung.."

"It fell out when you were sleeping." Yoongi smiles, then gasps in surprise when the turbulence hits, clutching onto the armrest, his stomach churning uncomfortably.

"You okay Yoongi?" Jin asks, taking out his headphones when he feels Yoongi's hand brush against his arm.

"I'm okay, my stomach just fluttered.." Yoongi swallows the saliva that filled his mouth, taking a deep breath. "It'll pass.."

"We're almost on the ground, and we'll have a few hours to rest." Jin reassures the daegu rapper, taking his hand.

"Thanks hyungie.." Yoongi speaks softly, squeezing Jin's hand.

"You don't have to thank me. Just take it easy until the shoot okay?" Jin gently runs his thumb across Yoongi's knuckles.

"We landed!" Jungkook says excitedly, unbuckling himself, but Hoseok puts his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Let's wait a bit to get off Kook-ah." Hoseok orders gently side eyeing Yoongi, who still hadn't regained the color in his cheeks.

"Yes hyung..." Jungkook settles back in, eyes sparkling. It doesn't matter if I have to wait. I'll be able to film with the birds and see the waterfall and take pretty photos for army.

"Is everyone finished changing?" Namjoon asks, looking over his team, frowning when he notices Jungkook's darker outfit in comparison to everyone else's vibrant colors."Jungkook, that's the wrong outfit..that's for the garden shoot.."

"Aish..I'm sorry Hyung.." Jungkook quickly starts stripping to switch outfits. "Everything looks so pretty from the carride and the hotel view..I got excited.." he casts his eyes down guiltily. I'm not some teenager anymore.. I need to concentrate and not make such rookie mistakes.. I should've noticed I didn't match..

"It's okay, just pay attention from now on, alright? We need to focus on filming. We only have so much daylight with outside shoots." Namjoon rubs Jungkook's back, helping him get changed to make it quicker.

"I'll pay attention from now on.." Jungkook promises shyly looking away from Namjoon. After switching to match the others in the mankae line, the seven boys leave the dressing room, Jungkook fighting the urge to run towards the sound of the waterfall.

Hoseok and Jimin links arms with Jungkook, keeping him at pace with the others. "Calm down Jaykay you don't want to risk getting hurt on this uneven ground before we even get there." Hoseok scolds him gently, leading him around a tree root.

"I'll be careful, sorry hyung.." Jungkook watches his feet carefully stepping over branches and stones that made it on the path. Taehyung and Namjoon walk ahead of them, taking photos of the scenery in front of them. "Why can't I run free with Rapmonie hyung and Taehyungie-hyungie?"

"What? You don't want to walk with me?" Jimin pouts, letting go of Jungkook. "Fine, go play with them."

"I didn't mean it like that Jimin-shii.. I just wanted to go ahead too.." Jungkook relinks his arm with Jimin pulling him and Hoseok to walk ahead with the others.

"Look Hyung! That tree.. it's filled with birds." Jungkook points our, his voice scaring the birds into fleeing in several directions.

"Kook-ah you scared them away." Namjoon frowns, watching them go with disappointment.

"I'm sor..ah..ah.." Jungkook puts his hand over his nose with an itch forms, breath hitching. "Ah..heygifh!"

"[Bless you]" Jimin speaks in English. "You okay? Not catching a cold are you? You did sleep the whole plane ride.."

"No, no I'm okay..my nose just had a bad itch.."Jungkook sniffles, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "A feather must've tickled my nose or something..I haven't felt sick today."

"I can see the waterfall!" Jin announces, everyone looking forward, trying to spot it through the trees.

"Oh wow, it's bigger than I thought it would be.." Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees it, the boys rushing to get closer.

Jungkook bends down to take a photo of a cluster of flowers,trying to ignore the itch that annoyed the tip of his nose.

"Don't get too close to the water, Jungkook-ah. You need to stay dry for the shoot."

"I won't hyung..I'm just looking at the flowers.." Jungkook's breath hitches when another sneeze builds up, but he gently rubs it away. I can't be getting sick now.. we're spending four days in a tropical paradise.

"Did you get water in your nose Gukkie?" Taehyung asks when he approaches Jungkook, the younger jumping when he sees Taehyung next to him.

"Aish, Hyung you scared me.. I didn't hear you coming over the water. I don't know what's wrong with me, but .ah..agh..heh'ticgish!" Jungkook quickly covers his face, Taehyung grabbing the back of his shirt to keep him balanced. "Ugh. Thanks Taehyungie-hyung. I was fine earlier..I don't know why I'm sneezing all of a sudden.."

"Maybe it's all the flowers.. maybe you should take some medicine just in case.." Taehyung suggests, pulling Jungkook away from them.

"But I want to get some good shots for Army to see." Jungkook whines, but makes no attempt to pull away.

"We have to work now. We can take photos together later, and I can take photos for you if you can't get close." Taehyung promises leading him back to the others. "Is there any way we can get allergy medicine for Jungkook? His nose is getting red and stuffy.."

"I'm sorry, but we would have to go back to the resort for that.. I'll send someone to go get some. Do you think you can film until then Jungkook-sii?" The manager asks.

"Yes, I'll be okay. It's not that bad. It's just an annoyance.. I can still film.." Jungkook replies politely.

A female staff member digs in her purse, handing him a small packet of tissues. "Here Jungkook. Blowing your nose might help."

"Thanks Noona.." he bows, turning away from the others to try to clear his nose of the clear goo. "That's much better.."

As soon as the seven members get their makeup redone and the director gives them their directions, the boys get right to work going through the scenes and choreography.

"Jimin-ah..you weren't looking in the same direction as the others and you led on the wrong foot.." Hoseok scolds him when they were reviewing the clips, noticing Jimin was looking at Jungkook who couldn't stop sniffling, fighting off the urge to sneeze.

"I'm sorry.. can we do it one more time? I'll get it right this time." Jimin bows in apology to his members, looking at Jungkook when he does it. Jungkookie looks uncomfortable..I need to get it right the first time so he can get some time to rest.

Jungkook tries to hold back another sneeze when he sees Jimin's worried gaze staring back at him, but Jimin could see his nose twitching as the itch builds up.

"Noona will be back soon.." Jimin gently uses his thumb to wipe the tear that formed in Jungkook's tear duct. "You don't have to be tough for us, okay?"

"I'm not crying..my eyes are just watering because of my allergies.." Jungkook sniffles. "I'm okay..it's just irrita..ah..itdgitch! Heh'itchu!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok frowns, hugging Jungkook from behind. "My poor baby.."

"Jungkook-sii I got..you the medicine." The staff member who ran to the resort calls to him, out of breath from running back.

Taehyung rushes over to get the medicine from her, popping the blister pack to get the round pink pill for Jungkook, bringing it back to him. "Here Jungkookie, I got it."

"Thanks Hyung." Jungkook swallows the pill Taehyung gives him, Jimin getting him water to help it go down quicker. "Let's do the shoot again."

"You don't want time for it to kick in?” Jin asks, fretting over the youngest.

Jungkook shakes his head."No, I already got us behind schedule with all the touch ups.. I can do it.."

Jungkook and Taehyung rush ahead of the other members despite the older members calling to them,unable to hear them over the sound of the birds.

"Oh wow.. it's so pretty!" Jungkook's pupils take over his irises, his eyes becoming to round black discs, taking in the special guests for their music video. "Oh wow..This one's purple..I never seen a purple bird before!'

"This is [purple honeycreeper.] This one rescue. I thought he would be perfect for you ." The bird handler smiles when he sees the boys look surprised at his Korean skills.

"[Purple honeycreeper..]" Jungkook repeats the name in English. "[What's bird name?]"

"[Ah, right introductions...] I'm Gary and this bird here is Viola."

"Can I touch?" Jungkook asks, ignoring his body's warning. The medicine helped him yesterday, but at the moment he felt just as bad as he did the first day they were filming.

"Hold out finger." Gary tells him, showing Taehyung what to do by getting Viola to go on his finger. "[Step up Viola.]" He gives the command, letting her climb onto his finger.

The other members catch up, taking in the sights of the colorful birds surrounding them.

Jungkook holds his to Viola, gasping when he feels the bird use its beak to balance herself while she climbs onto his finger. "Look Hyung..i'm holding a bird!" Jungkook sniffles, turning to the man. "Can i pet?"

"As long as you only touch her head and neck." Gary gently ordered.

"You can't touch a bird anywhere else or it will think you want to mate." Yoongi tells Jungkook.

Jungkook turns to the handler, who blushes."Ah, that's true. It.. excites them if you touch its wings or chest too much.."

Jungkook nods, gently touching Viola's head, gently ruffling the feathers. Oh no.. not now..

Jungkook quickly places his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, hoping the bird would have a safe escape from the sneezes he could feel coming despite his efforts to hold them back. "Heh'heh..heygifh! Heh'itchu! Higtcvhsgh!"

Viola screeches, flapping her wings in fear jumping off of Jungkook's hand and jumping onto Taehyung's head, trying to get farther from the sound that startled her.

The other birds go into panic at the sound of viola, Hoseok clinging to Namjoon when they take flight.

Jungkook covers his face,trying to muffle the sound, but when the birds take flight the feeling only worsens. "Hehtichih!"

"[Woah, Woah. It's okay Viola.. it's okay..]" Taehyung tries to speak English for the frightened bird, Gary trying to calm his other pets down.

"Somethings wrong you need to get away.." Jin starts leading Jungkook away from the chaos, his heart racing in fear.

I can't breathe..I need to calm down..

Jungkook staggered away from the others, Jin keeping a tight grip on the mankae"Woah Jungkook I got you.."

"Heh..hehitxgh! Heh'itchu! Hey'itchi!" Jungkook let out another flurry of sneezes, holding Jin tightly. It wasn't the flowers..

"Here Jungkookie, look at me.." Jin gently leads his chin up, taking a nasal spray from the bag he was given as an accessory. "I got this just in case.."

"Thanks hyung.." Jungkook sniffles, taking it from Jin. "Heh'itchii! Hey'itchi!" He sneezes as soon as he puts it near his nose only amplifying the itch that plagued his sinuses.

"Here let hyung do it." Jin gently grabs Jungkook's chin, tilting his head upwards. "Try to sit still for me. I'll make it quick..okay?"

Jungkook nods, holding his breath to try to avoid sneezing on Jin as he swiftly sprays the medicine into one nostril than the other.

"Hei' etfhitch! Heh'itchu!" Jungkook's eyes water as he sneezes. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

"It's okay baby.. I know you aren't feeling well." Jin rubs the back of Jungkook's neck. "I think your allergic to birds Jungkookie.."

"I was around birds before..I was fine.." Jungkook sniffles, rubbing at his nose to try to ease the itch that threatened to cause more sneezes to erupt from him.

"You can develop new allergies Kook-ah.. I know how excited you were to play with them, but outside of filming I think you should avoid them." Jin tells him solemnly.

Yoongi goes up to them with a small packet of tissues,giving it to Jungkook. "They got the birds under control, but they want to give them time to fully calm down."

"That's good. I was worried I ruined the...heh..heh.." Jungkook felt the sneeze building, but it was only a false start. "Ruined the music shoot.." he finishes, his voice coming out as a nasally whisper, trying to clear his nose to see if that would ease the discomfort that was making him miserable.

"It's not your fault, Jungkookie. We could always make changes. What's important is that you don't suffer for the shoot. Even if you push through it, army will be able to see how much you're suffering." Yoongi puts his arm around Jungkook, pulling him close.

"I'll go get the others so we can see what our next move is. We'll figure this out together, okay Kookie?" Jin leaves to the filming site.

"Hyung I really wanted to play with the birds.." Jungkook sighs, knowing that all the members would agree with Jin.

"I know. Life sucks.. now you and Jiminie can suffer together." Yoongi teases him lightly, getting a small smile out of Jungkook.

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My ideia is when Jjangu ( Jin dog ) die the member comforts him I forgot to say This part It makes him cry a lot

I'm Only guessing this is the correct day he got the news, and if I'm wrong please forgive me.. it just seems most likely after hours of looking.

“Army have you eaten?” Yoongi asks the crowd, who answers with no, making him frown. They were chatting with fans before preforming.

“Did you eat breakfast?” Jin asks hoping the fans ate at least something before coming to meet them.

The crowd asks if he ate.

“Yeah I ate already.” Jin replies

"We had Kimbap heaven.” Yoongi informs the crowd.

“You need to eat to survive.” Jin tells the crowd in a slight pout.

“What would you like to eat?” Taehyung asks.

The crowd start yelling different things, the members trying to listen in to what they were saying.

Jungkook's eyes grow wide as he tries to pick up their words. “Chicken fried rice?” He asks with confusion making army giggle.

“Jungkookie will treat you!” Taehyung teasingly promises the crowd, making the members giggle, Jin wrapping his arm around Jungkook.

“Jungkook-Ah please sing go go.” Jin asks with a smile when Jungkook

“Spend spend spend~” Hoseok starts singing to help encourage him to not be shy about it, Jungkook joining in, dancing along.

Yolo Yolo Yolo.” Jungkook sings with a big shy smile.

“What should we do if army really wants to eat hamburgers?” Hoseok goes right back on the topic of food, trying to save Jungkook from feeling shy.

The members go to tease Jungkook about him paying again, but the mankae volunteers before they could say anything past his name.

“If that's the case? When will this happen?” Jin asks,putting his arm on Jungkook who looks flustered by the question.

“when an opportunity comes..” jungkook says with flushed cheeks when he hears the crowd cheering for him.

“Hyung! Aren't you going to go to jungle?” Hoseok saves Jungkook from the spot light, changing the attention to Jin, promoting the variety show Jin went to.

“Where?” Jin asks clearly knowing what he meant, by his reddened ears.

“You're not going to the jungle this time?” Hoseok asks again.

“It's the first time in my life i saw someone like the jungle so much.” Yoongi chuckles.

“Jin hyung really liked the jungle.” Hoseok agrees, giggling the words.

“Our Jin hyung is law of the jungle~” Jungkook starts singing to the tune of DNA, the others joining in.

“It's Byung man's law~” Jin sings with a smile.

“It was a lot of fun. I enjoyed it.” Jin admits with a shy smile.

“You really liked it? You should go on variety shows more often then.” Jungkook suggests, wanting Jin to enjoy himself.

“It's too tiring, so I decided not to go.” Jin turns down the offer, knowing his limits.

“very good.” Hoseok giggles, shaking his hand and pulling him to give him a friendly shoulder bump.

Jin quickly looks for a new target to tease, choosing Jimin. “Jimin-sii Why is your hair so curly today?”

Jimin acts cute, pretending to question why himself.

“Its very…hold on..” Jin looks more closely, smiling when he sees Jimins parted bangs make a heart shape. “Can a camera zoom in just a little? Isn't his hair making a little heart?” he gestures to Jimins bangs pulling him close to him. “This is a heart for army. He backs up to get a better look, reaching to touch them.

Jimin blushes at all the attention, pushing Jin's hand away when he tries to touch them some more.

“Since Jin hyung said it it's even funnier.” Jungkook smiles.

“Why? Why? Can't I say something romantic?” Jin continues to tease.

“It's just like going back to ‘jungle.’ “ Namjoon tries helping to explain.

“I don't know about other people,but when hyung says it, it sounds like a joke..” jimin says.

“What? What do you mean? I'm being very earnest!” Jin argues with a pout, making Jimin laugh.

“That's why on stage you shouldn't mention things like going on Law of the Jungle.” Namjoon tells him.

“I said I wasn't going!” Jin dramatically pout, then changes to a serious tone. “When I'm serious, I'm a very sincere person.”

Jimin laughs at his reaction, falling forward a bit.

The seven boys were having fun just chatting with army unaware about the tragedy that was about to unfold later that day.

Jjangu passed away..

Jin looked at his phone screen in disbelief, reading the text a second time, then a third just to be sure he was seeing it correctly. He could feel the hard lump forming in his throat, his eyes stinging with tears. His whole body tensed up, his heart sinking into his stomach. No..no.. he can't be gone..

“Jjangu..” The name comes out as a soft whimper, just hearing his name from his own lips causing tears to pool down his cheeks.

Jjangu was a maltese him and his family rescued and nursed back to health when he was still a young teenager. Jin buries his face in his hands, sobbing into them. I didn't even get a chance to say a proper goodbye.. Are my parents okay? Were my parents home when it happened?

Jin's heart shatters at the thought wondering if anyone was with him in his last moments or if he died alone, his knees going weak, legs collapsing from underneath him.

“Hyung? Are you okay?” Jimin rushes over when he sees Jin on the ground, face completely hidden by his knees that he pulled to his chest.

“Jim..jim..jiminie..” Jin picks up his head, tears streaming down his cheeks like waterfalls.

“Aiigo, hyung.. what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Jimin uses this thumbs to try to dry his tears, but new tears keep forming. I've never seen him this upset before.. he's hardly breathing..

Jin tries to speak to Jimin, to tell him the news of his beloved childhood pet, but he couldn't get a breath in. “J-J..J…” he stumbles over the letter, but his voice breaks into another sob, burying his face in Jimin's shirt. “Jjj..a..h.. hes..hg..g…ne..”

“Hyung..hyung you need to calm down.. I have no idea what you're saying. Please take a deep breath.. hyung you're hyperventilating..” Jimin tries to keep himself calm,his heart thumping hard in his chest to see Jin so broken up, unsure how to help him when he didn't even know why he was so upset.

Jimin continues to try to calm down but the tears wouldn't stop. “Hyung..Hyung please.. don't cry.. you're breaking my heart.. it's okay.. we can figure this out.."

Yoongi rushed over, sensing something was wrong, running to them when he noticed Jimin and Jin were on the floor, Jin clinging to Jimin for dear life, Jin's body being shaken by his coughing. Yoongi kneels on the other side of Jin. “Why? Why are you crying? What's wrong?” His voice is in full of concern, rubbing Jin's back in an attempt to help his coughing.

Jin sniffles, coughing on the deep breath he tries to take, Jimin running his hand up and down Jin's broad back. He tries to take another deep breath, forcing the words out.“My Jjangu..” Jin says in a high-pitched whimper.

“Oh Hyung.. I'm so sorry..” Jimin understood, hugging Jin closer to him. Jjangu was getting old, the Maltese not even able to see anymore. Something had to have happened. “I'm sorry.. Is he..?"

Jin nods, unable to say the words out loud.

This is such bad timing..I wish he found out later after the show so he had the privacy to grieve in peace..plus we have another song to perform..

Yoongi wanted to help, but all he could do was watch him bawling into Jimin's shoulder. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything to change the fact Jjangu was gone.."I'll go get you some water, and once Namjoon is done with the interview, we can talk about what we'll do about Mic drop.” he quickly moves to get water, motioning to Namjoon when he walks near him.

Jin's stomach churned, closing his eyes tightly to try to stop the tears. That's right.. I still have another show to perform. I need to get a hold of myself.. this isn't the time..

Namjoon looks over to the other members, motioning Yoongi to take over the interview, bowing to the camera to wait a minute.

Yoongi nods, bringing the water to Jin. “Ah. Taehyungie.. help me..I don't know what to say..” he says shyly, not wanting to do it alone.

“Of course Hyung.” Taehyung pulls Yoongi to the steps to do the interview, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He felt more at ease with Taehyung, his random thoughts great for lightening up the heavy atmosphere.

Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook go over to Jin. “Jimin what happened?” Namjoon asks, sitting in front of Jin.

“Jjangu passed away..” Jimin tells the others, cursing himself for saying it so loudly when he feels Jin hold him tighter, whimpering softly adding salt to the open wound. “Ah, I'm sorry hyung.”

Jin shakes his head looking up at them and sniffling trying to stop the snot from dripping down his nose.“N-no..th..they..they needed t..to know..” his voice comes out nasally and weak.

“Poor hyung..that's awful..” Jungkook feels his the pull on his heart strings, making him feel like a guitar with the strings strung too tightly, about to burst with the simplest touch. I can't cry.. I need to be strong for hyungie, if we cry he'll only feel worse..

“Oh Hyung..I'm sorry.. I knew how special he is to you..” Hoseok frowns, thinking about his own beloved pet, pushing his own emotions down. “Will you be okay? Do you want to wait back stage when we go on?”

“No..I. i..don't w-want to let Ar-army down..” Jin wipes his face,sniffling. “I..i..can do it..it..it's not the..the same w..without seven..”

“But hyung..you're not even able to stop crying..” Namjoon frets over Jin, dabbing his sleeve on Jin's swollen eyes.

“I..I just need..a little time..” Jin sniffles, leaning into Namjoon's touch.

Jimin opens the water bottle for Jin. “Here, you need to at least drink a little..”

Jin let's Jimin help him drink, taking in a few mouthfuls of water before pushing it away, the water feeling like a Boulder weighing down his stomach, wiping away his tears again.

“I don't k-know if I can..can stop..” Jin says in a shaky breathless whisper.

Jimin notices the two Deagu boys were finished the camera looking for him and Jin to interview, quickly rushing over to buy a little more time for Jin.

Yoongi and Taehyung go back by Jin.

“Hyung.. hyung what if we skip rehearsal and just do a perfect shot the first time? Then we can leave and mourn together.”Namjoon offers, knowing full well every member would agree to this without talking it through.

“Just.. just one run through?” Jin asks hopefully, wanting to perform and get it over with.

“Yeah, we've practiced it so many times already, we can do it perfectly in one go. I promise. Don't you worry. We can do anything we set our minds to.” Hoseok promises, looking at the other members to back him up.

“For you, I'll do it perfect. I promise.” Taehyung holds out his pinkie with a sad smile, that fades quickly when Jin takes it with a shaky hand.

“Alright.. I'll do it..” Jin says, drying his eyes one last time, pushing his emotions deep into his stomach. They believe in me.. so I just have to trust them..

Everyone except Jin goes on stage, still trying to calm himself enough to go on stage in front of army. Jungkook says the first thing to come to mind.

“Fishermen.”

Hoseok plays along, pretending to reel in a fish.

Jin takes another deep breath, staff touching up his make up while he listens to the other members messing around on stage to cover for him. The medicine he took for his headache hasn't kicked in yet, but he knew they could only buy him so much time.

I can do this.. Taehyung performed when he got the news about his grandmother.. it wouldn't be fair to him if I sat on the sidelines.. especially since this isn't a tour, it's just one song..

Jin rubs his stomach, trying to ease the knots inside. He was happy to eat earlier, but now his meal felt heavy in his stomach.

“Are you okay Seokjin-sii?” Staff asks him.

“Yes. I'm fine..”Jin wanted to smile to reassure him, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He took another deep breath, trying to keep his emotions buried deep down, walking onto the stage.

As soon as Jin steps on stage the boys stop their small talk.

“Everyone Mic Drop are you ready?” Hoseok asks the crowd. “Let's start!”

The members quickly get into position, the music starting. Jin already felt like he was sweating underneath the stage lights, feeling dizzy. He tried to hydrate himself properly, but he ended up crying once more when he saw how stressed his members were because of him. When he tried to drink water again he couldn't get more than a few sips before it made him nauseous.

It's less than five minutes, I can do this.. everyone is trying their hardest to do this perfectly for me, I can't be the one to mess this up.

Jin could get the choreography down, but he couldn't get his facial expressions to change. I can hardly keep myself from crying..what am I going to do when my part comes? I can hardly keep my breath under control.

Jin takes a deep breath when he hears Jimin, singing his part right after. He could hear it in his voice that he was giving it his all. They're putting all their energy in this one shoot.. I won't be the one to mess it up..

Jin pushes through the song, biting back his emotions, but he knew when the camera zoomed in on him that his puffy bloodshot eyes would show.

I won't cry.. I won't cry..

He kept repeating in his mind until he heard the song end, hardly remembering to say goodbye to the crowd before getting off the stage, feeling all his emotions washing over him once more when he was away from the stage.. away from all the cameras.

I did it..

Jin rushed to the room they used to change, going to the corner of the room, pulling out his phone to look at the last picture his parents sent of his beloved Jjangu, his eyes blurring with tears.

“hyung..” Hoseok enters the room everyone except for Namjoon rushing to gather around Jin.“hyung it's okay.. it's okay you don't have to cry all alone..we're here..”

Jin reaches for the closest member, hugging Hoseok, burying his face into his shoulder. “Oh Hoba..he's gone…he's..he's gone..” he sniffles, his voice coming out higher than usual.

“I know hyung.. I know..” Hoseok kisses the top of his head. “My poor Hyungie.. I don't think I'd be able to do what you did if I got that news about Mickey..you did so good.. now just let us take care of you..”

“Hyung..hyung just remember..he's not suffering anymore now.. he can start a new life.. where he can see again and make new good memories.” Taehyung tries to comfort him, rubbing his hand on the back of Jin's neck.

Jin nods, unable to get any words out. His breath came out as little gasps, clenching Hoseok's shirt as another wave of nausea hit him,making him feel dizzy. He started coughing, trying to catch his breath.

“Hyung..Seokjin..Seokjinnie-hyung try to take deep breaths, if you get too worked up you'll throw up..” Yoongi warns him, gently sitting him up from burying his face.

Jin sniffles,coughing on the mucus that pooled in his throat, pointing to a waste bin. Jungkook quickly fetches it for him, putting it on the floor for Jin to spit in.

“are you okay? Are you going to be sick?” Jungkook asks with concern, his eyes widening.

“i..i..don't think so..my..my stomach hurts, but not..not like that..” Jin tries to communicate with his members to try to calm them, but it hurt to talk,a phlegm filled cough coming out in between words. It feels like someone's pressing on my throat, it's hard to breathe..

“Do you want some water?” Jimin asks, ready to jump to his feet.

Jin shakes his head.“Where's…where's Namjoon?”

“he had to deal with the cameras.. he should catch up soon..” Yoongi answers him. “don't worry..”

“I'm sorry..we didn't do a..a proper go..goodbye..” Jin says softly, more tears forming.

“that's not important. We talked with army plenty today. I'm sure they'll understand. All that matters is you..” Hoseok says sincerely, the others agreeing.

Namjoon enters the room, rushing over to Jin. “It's all taken care of. Once we get changed we're ready to go home.”

“could..could..I stay like..this a..a..l..lit..”

“Sure hyung. I'll stay as long as you need..” Yoongi says, holding Jin a little closer, staying like that until the tears finally stopped, the oldest member crying himself to sleep.

[alexxjewel]

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. .

"You okay hyung?" Jimin asks, offering Yoongi the last bit of his water,but Yoongi pushes it back towards him.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just tired..i think i drank too much with Dong-hyuk.." Yoongi didn't want to worry Jimin over a little stomach ache. I'll just take something for it if it gets worse.

"Too tired to work on music with me after practice today?" Jimin's asks, wanting to give him the option to back out. He's been working on his own music on top of the team, I shouldn't have asked him yesterday..

"I can still work on music with you Jimin-ah. If you wanted to practice the choreography with me, that's where I'd tell you no." Yoongi tells him, smiling despite the small ripples of pain that moved throughout his lower abdomen.

"Are you sure? It's okay if you're too tired, though. I could ask someone else."Jimin asks again, trying to get a good look at Yoongi, but the ballcap he was wearing cast shadows over his face, making it unreadable.

Jungkook goes over by them, giving both of them a water bottle. "Here hyung. Try to stay hydrated.. you look a little pale Jiminie hyung."

"Thanks Jaykay, I gave all my water to Namjoonie-hyung." Jimin takes a drink. "I'm fine though. I'm more worried about Yoongi hyung."

Yoongi takes small sips, not wanting to risk worsening the ache in his abdomen. "I'm fine. You guys worry too much. I should be worrying about you two with all your extra lessons."

"It's only English, singing and boxing." Jungkook says as if that wasn't a lot on top of their practices, interviews and meetings.

"Let's work on your album at your place Jimin-ah. My studio is a mess right now." Yoongi blushes lightly, recalling his moment of frustration causing a mess of papers he'll have to go through later.

"Tired of looking at your studio?" Jimin muses, smiling when he sees color returning to Yoongi's cheeks after drinking water."I'll make us dinner when we get to my place. I went shopping yesterday."

"Sounds good. It's been quite a while since I had a homemade meal." Yoongi couldn't bring himself to say he wasn't feeling all that hungry when Jimin was so excited about it.

"Alright break time is over. We have one more song I want to get all the way through then we can go home. We have an early morning tommorrow so I don't want us staying too late."

"Hyung dinner is ready. Do you want a bottle of soju with me?" Jimin asks while setting the table. "I made a little bit of everything.."

"No, I'd rather have some tea. We have to get up early and I struggled getting up this morning. You can drink if you want to though." Yoongi waves away the bottle, his medicine he took while Jimin was showering after practice only just now kicking in.

"I'll make us both tea. I didn't think ahead about getting up in the morning.. hobi-hyung will scold me for sure if I'm late a third time this week." Jimin fills a tea kettle with water then takes a seat at the table, taking a bit of rice and stir fry for himself. "Did you really like the third song? I think the lyrics need some work.."

"The lyrics aren't the problem, it's the chorus..it's too rushed.." Yoongi picks up where they left off, getting himself some rice to start with.

"The chorus did feel fast.. should I add a line or..maybe just slow down the music..?" Jimin takes a bite of steak, pulling his notebook closer.

"What if you try this.." Yoongi sings the chorus, changing the notes.

"Oh that sounds good.." Jimin mimicks Yoongi, rushing to get a keyboard.

"Jimin-ah, Jimin-ah take a break to eat.." Yoongi sighs with a smile when he realizes Jimin doesn't hear him, trying to mimic the notes on the keys."The first note is D not C."

"Aish I need to practice more.. could you play it for me?" Jimin asks, Yoongi happy to oblige. The bowl of kimchi fried rice was already sitting uncomfortably in his stomach.

Yoongi hits the notes for Jimin, writing them down."You should ask Supreme Boi to help you, this song is right up his alley."

"Do you think hyung has time to work with me?" Jimin asks. "I'm not as good at writing as you or Hobi hyung or-"

"Don't compare yourself, you're good at writing songs too, you just lack confidence. All of you kids do." Yoongi scolds Jimin, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll ask him then.." jimin blushes at Yoongi's praise, jumping up when he hears the kettle screaming."Ah, the tea is ready."

"Ahhh...mm...hmm.." Jimin sings, trying to match his voice to the notes on the page. "Why can't i get this right?" Jimin asks Yoongi, biting his lip. I sounded so bad..

"You're singing two octaves too high. Are you still nervous? You don't have to be. I've heard you sing a milion times of times." Yoongi tries to calm Jimin's shaken nerves.

"Do you think we should touch up the first verse? Is it too immature? Maybe we should-" Jimin stops when he feels Yoongi's finger touch his lips.

"Jimin-ah, shh. The lyrics are fine. Stop it. Your song is good.. you're just stressing yourself out."Yoongi places his hand on Jimin's shoulder. "I know you're nervous about asking someone to do a collaboration with you, but just because they say no, it doesn't mean your song isn't good. They could just be too busy or don't...mm.." Yoongi moans softly as a ripple of pain bubbles up in his stomach, making him dizzy with nausea.

"Hyung what's wrong? Are you okay?" Jimin wraps his arm around Yoongi's shoulder to keep him from double over.

"My stomach..it..just..don't feel well all of the sudden.." Yoongi speaks softly, lying to the younger member. Why did the medicine wear off already, it's only been two hours..

"Do you feel like you're going to be sick?" Jimin asks, trying to gently lead Yoongi to his feet when he sees the color drain from his lips. "Aiigo Yoongi.."

Yoongi let out a wet burp, his body trembling with cold sweat as he tried to hold down his dinner that was quickly rising up his throat, clinging to Jimins arm for balance. "Jimin-ah.." He whines with urgency when his vision faded, another burp pushing up the meal Jimin made, the sick spraying across the floor halfway to the bathroom. "I'm..I'm sorry..I...I can't.."

"Don't be sorry.. it's okay.. I have a little bin in my room. Just wait here it's closer.." Jimin runs into his room, grabbing the small bin, eyes widening when he hears Yoongi retching again, heart tightening. I should've noticed something was wrong sooner. He's been silently suffering while I feel sorry for myself..

"Here hyung, I'm back.. just move back just a little bit okay?" Jimin pulls him back a bit to be able to place the bin without having Yoongi kneeling in his own sick.

Yoongi takes Jimin's hand, squeezing it when another waterfall of sick pushes up, hitting the plastic liner. "F*ck..." he whimpers wrapping his other hand around his cramping muscles as another mouthful comes.

"I know, I know it hurts.. but you'll feel better once you let it all out.." Jimin tries to sound reassuring, but his voice trembled. I've never seen him so sick.. I can see the sweat rolling off his chin.. is he running a fever?

Jimin reaches to touch the back of Yoongi's neck, shocked at the amount of heat coming off of it. "You're burning up.."

"Hyung..." Yoongi calls weakly before another wave of nausea hits him, thick bile rising up his throat, gagging up more sick.

"Hyung is at home, but I'm here.. it's okay.. I got you.." Jimin gently scratches Yoongi's back, giving his hand a squeeze. I need to calm him down, he's hardly getting a breath in..

Yoongi continued to heave despite having nothing left in his stomach. Make it stop..it hurts so much..I wish I never ate anything today..

"Yoongi, Yoongi-yah you have to take deep breaths..i know its not easy..but you have to try for me..please?' Jimin felt his eyes misting with tears, his heart breaking to hear Yoongi's sharp gasps of pain between the dry heaves.

Yoongi closes his eyes, trying to take deep breaths, moaning softly when a sharp pain spikes up his side, pressing his palm into it. "Aish..i..i..it hurts.. Jimin-ah.."

"You probably got a stich from your muscles overworking..are you finished now? Do you want to move to lay in bed?"

"I..I just.." Yoongi backs into Jimin, leaning against him. "I just need to..rest..i don't want to move..I'm so dizzy.."

"We can stay here as long as you need. I just want you to be comfortable.." Jimin kisses the top of Yoongi's head, gently running his hand up and down Yoongi's side. "You should've told me you weren't feeling well sooner Hyung.."

Yoongi tries to focus on slowing his breathing, wincing with every inhale. "I know..I'm stupid..but..please.." I don't need a scolding from you..I'm aware I fu*ked up..

"I'm sorry..I know.. I'm just.. I don't want you to feel like you have to be strong for us..you like to handle things on your own and you don't have to.."

Yoongi turns to his side,focusing on matching his breathing with Jimin's listening to his racing heart. I must've really scared him..

"Are you okay yoongi-yah?" Jimin asks, brushing Yoongis hair from his face.

"I..I don't know.. I don't think I have anything left..but I still feel dizzy.." Yoongi speaks in a raspy whisper.

"You should stay the night with me.. you shouldn't drive if you feel this poorly.. do you want me to carry you?"

"If you can.. I think I can stand with your help though.." Yoongi gasps in surprise when he feels Jimin start picking him up lifting him off the floor. "Jimin slow, slowly.." he wraps his arms around Jimin's neck, feeling his stomach churn. "Mm..."

"Sorry, sorry..I'll move slow. It's okay.. I got you.." Jimin moves slowly, tensing when he realized he didn't have the arm strength he thought he had, feeling Yoongi slipping. "Almost there..just..hold on tightly okay..?"

"Okay.." Yoongi's voice comes out small, tightening his grip around Jimins neck, heart skipping a beat when he feels himself dangle while Jimin adjusts him. "Jimin-ah.."

"Almost there.. we're in the room, we just need to get to the bed.. I'm sorry.. here we go.. safe on the bed..I'll get you a pair of my pajamas. You're covered in sweat." Jimin slowly places yoongi on the bed. "Do you think you can drink a bit?"

"I think I'll throw up again..i still feel bad.." Yoongi curls up, pulling his knees to his chest. "I want heat.."

"Oh right, I'm sorry hyung.." Jimin gets a heating pad, putting it aside trying to gently uncurl Yoongi. I have to cool him down, but if hes in too much pain he won't be cooperative.. "Let's get you changed first.. at least your shirt okay?"

Yoongi doesn't fight against Jimin, but he doesn't help either, not making any movement. Jimin just barely gets him to sit up long enough to get his shirt off, getting the top on him, helping him back down to button the top two before Yoongi curls up again. "Cold.."

"Alright hyung.. here you are.." jimin gently places the heating pad against Yoongis side, cuddling up to his ailing hyung. "Is that any better?"

Yoongi nods, pressing against Jimin. "You're warm.." He murmurs.

"If you say so hyungie..rest well.. I'll be right here if you need anything.." jimin gently kisses Yoongi's temple, hearing his breathing slow as he starts to fall asleep.

Jimin waits until Yoongi grows heavy against him before removing the heat from Yoongi's side. "Now to take care of your fever.." he whispers, yawning. "Then I'll sleep too.."

[alexxjewel]

An old story in my drafts that I really enjoy reading since for some reason I'm in a self loathing stage with all my new work.

Sickie: Taehyung with the flu

Tw; emeto

"No, no, no!" Jimin squeals with a giggle, running away from Jungkook's giant snowball that the mankae was holding.

"You should've thought about that before you hit me in the back of the head hyungie!" Jungkook uses both hands to chuck it at Jimin's back just barely making contact.

Jimin falls over laughing, gathering up the snowball remains to make a new ball, half the original size, chasing his attacker. "Jungkook-ah!"

Jungkook runs away from Jimin, unaware that he was running towards Taehyung, who hurls his own snowball, getting revenge for his soulmate.

"Aiish!" Jungkook jumps in surprise when he feels the snow hit his shoulder, looking around to see where it came from.

Taehyung quickly hides behind a tree, but Jungkook notices his footprints in the snow, gathering snow as he walks, hitting Taehyung in the side. "Found you!"

Jungkook starts shaking the tree, both getting covered in snow from the branches above, his hood protecting him from the snow, only having to shake his head to get it to fall off.

"Jungkook-ah that's cold! It went in my coat!" Taehyung complains with a whine, not being so lucky to have protection from the cold, trying to get the snow from the back of his jacket, wiping his snowy hands on Jungkook's cheek.

"That's cold! Hyung!" Jungkook laughs, trying to catch Taehyung's hands, the two wrestling each other to the ground.

Jimin watches the two play at a safe distance, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire. "You two are crazy, you're getting soaked."

"Babies! It's time to get going! Come here!" J-hope calls to the three youngest.

Jimin goes over to them, offering a hand. "Hobi-hyubg is calling us. Playtimes over."

"It's been an hour and a half already? It went by so fast." Jungkook takes Jimin's hand, pulling himself up turning to Taehyung to do the same.

Taehyung takes Jungkook's hand, letting the mankae pull him to his feet. The three boys walk in the direction they heard J-hope. "It's much colder now that I'm not running around.."

"Aw my poor Tete, you're shivering.." Jimin wraps around him, making him have to waddle through the snow.

"Do you want to wear my beanie?" Jungkook offers, feeling guilty about getting Taehyung's hair wet. He takes it off and puts it on Taehyung without waiting for his answer. "Your ears are really red.. I'm sorry hyung."

"It's okay. I'll be warm when we get to the car." Taehyung reassures him with a smile, forcing his teeth not to chatter. Maybe I shouldn't have given my hat to hyung..

"Oh wow, you actually finished it. It's so cute." Jungkook goes up to the snowman the older boys were working on as their punishment for losing run BTS.

"I'm surprised we did." Namjoon proudly stands next to it, J-hope taking a photo.

"It's super cute. I like the little heart mouth."Jimin smiles brightly, touching the little stones.

"That was my idea. It took a bit to find enough rocks with all this snow." Jin presses one of the stones more firmly in place.

"The mouth reminds me of Hoba's smile. It's my favorite part, too. " Yoongi states, watching J-hope blush, smiling brightly.

"Jiminie, can you get a picture of all of us together before we go?" J-hope asks, pulling Namjoon and Jin closer to him for the photo, Jin putting his arm around Yoongi trying to hide his embarrassment.

Jimin happily obliges, smiling when he notices Jungkook photo bombing, making a funny face behind Jin. I'm surprised Taehyungie isn't joining in..

Jimin looks around to see where Taehyung was. The deagu boy was trying to blow on his hands to warm them. "Let's get one more photo and get home. Taehyungies really cold.." Jimin pulls Taehyung towards the group, letting staff take one group photo.

"I-i'm okay, Minnie." Taehyung gives a smile for the photo, feeling someone drape a scarf around him.

"Don't worry Vuu, we'll get you warm." Jin takes off his gloves, trying to rub warmth into Taehyung's reddened knuckles. "Take a shower when we get home..both you and Jk. I can hear your teeth chattering Gukkie."

"Taehyung-ah. It's time to wake up. It's time to get up.." J-hope crawls on top of the sleeping Taehyung, curling his body around him like a koloa.

Taehyung gives a low hum as a response, just barely waking up to the sound of J-hope's voice.

"Taehyungie.. we have a photoshoot to do today.." Jhope unburies Taehyung's face, his cheerful demeanor faltering. "Aiigo Tae, your nose is so red.. are you feeling okay?" He places his hands on Taehyung's cheek, checking for warmth, sighing with relief. He doesn't feel warm and he isn't pale..

"No.. my head hurts and my nose is all stuffed.." Taehyung's voice comes out in a husky low murmur. He tried to open his eyes to look at J-hope but he instantly closes them, the gentle sunlight peeking through the window being too much for his pounding head. "It's too bright.."

"Stay here, I'll go get you some medicine okay?" Hoseok rushes out of the room to find something for his headache making a mental note to ask staff to get some cold medicine.

"Where's Taehyungie?" Jimin asks when he sees J-hope leaving the room alone, peeking into the room to see

"He's still in the room. I think he caught a cold. He's congested, and it's giving him a headache.. I'm going to get him something for the pain. Could you go to the kitchen and get him some water?" J-hope asks continuing his adventure into his room to find the pills he packed in his travel bag.

Jimin goes into the kitchen to get water, rushing to check on his ailing soulmate. Taehyung had already started falling back to sleep, Jimin running his hand through his hair. "Taetae, you need to get up, I brought you some water, and hyung will bring you medicine.. You can come back to sleep after the photoshoot, okay?"

Taehyung sits up slowly, feeling lightheaded and weak. He had work to do. He didn't have time to lay around. I'm a professional..i can't let a small thing like a cold bring me down..I've done full concerts with a cold..taking photos is nothing..

He hyped himself up, opening his eyes slowly. "It's so bright out with the snow.." Taehyung complains softly, taking the water Jimin brought him,gulping down a few mouthfuls before closing it and placing it on the table, rubbing his fingertips over his rippling middle. "I shouldn't have eaten before bed..my stomach hurts.."

"I told you and Jungkookie eaten an hour before bed would upset your stomachs.." Jimin reaches to make small circles over Taehyung's sour stomach.

"Jungkook-ah has a stomach ache too?" Taehyung asks, worry etched on his face.

"He was complaining about having heartburn, but he's okay, he was eating when i left him.so it can't be that bad." Jimin reassures Taehyung. "You should eat something too."

"I'll eat after the photoshoot.." Taehyung had no appetite, the mention of food making him feel queasy, quickly making an excuse before Jimin could argue. "I'm not very hungry.. I ate last night.."

J-hope enters the room with a thermometer and two round pills, handing the pills to Taehyung and putting the thermometer by his ear to test his temperature. "Yoongi-hyung wanted to be sure he wasn't running a fever before we left. He's fine." It's only a tiny bit higher than his usual temperature,I'll just keep an eye on him..

Taehyung tried to focus on the photographers instructions, but the rice that J-hope insisted he eat before leaving since the shoot was estimated to be three hours long was churning uncomfortably in his stomach.

"Was that you Taetae?" J-hope asks when he hears the gurgling of the youngers stomach, holding him from behind for the group shots. "Are you feeling okay? Do you need a break?"

"No, I'm okay.." Taehyung tries to give J-hope a smile, but his smile doesn't last more than a second. He puts his hands in his pockets to stop himself from touching his stomach, pushing through the group shot.

I just need to get through my solo pictures, Jungkook do is solo shots then me, Jiminie and Jungkook do our mankae shots.. we're almost done.. I can't be getting sick now.

"Take it easy Tete, you don't want to push yourself.." Jimin rubs Taehyung's shoulder. "You're really tense.."

"My headache just came back.. it's just all these flashing lights.." Taehyung tries to downplay how he feels, quickly moving away to get some water.

"Taehyungie are you sure you're okay?" J-hope goes by Taehyung, feeling the back of his neck. "You're Sweating Taehyungie.."

"It's just all these lights." Taehyung coughs into his fist. "There's only a little bit left to do, then I can rest until practice later today.."

"No, no practice for you today. You need to focus on getting better." J-hope wasn't falling for Taehyung's tough guy act. Taking photos is one thing, but hours of dance practice.. I can't watch him push himself past his limits..

"But we're-"

"No, Taehyung. You need to focus on recovering. Go get your make up touched up, I'll get the okay from Namjoon." J-hope uses a stern tone.

"Yes hyung.." Taehyung goes to the makeup artist, bowing in apology for messing up his makeup, almost falling forward when a wave of pain washes over him where he bent his stomach. "I'm sorry.."

"No don't apologize, it's not your fault. It's no trouble at all. Do you want to blow your nose for me before I start?" The woman gives him a tissue, speaking politely.

Taehyung touches underneath his nose,blushing when he feels the sticky wet mucus touch his fingertips quickly turning away to blow his nose, wincing at the pressure behind his eyes. "I'm sorry.."

"It's fine. Don't worry about it. It's not the first time it won't be the last.. just sit here and relax okay?"

Taehyung nods, taking a seat in front of her.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asks when he approaches Taehyung, rubbing his shoulders. "You don't have to continue if you aren't feeling up to it."

"Yeah, yeah.. this cold is just kicking my butt.. I can finish the shoot. I'm okay." Taehyung relaxes a bit underneath Namjoon's touch. "That feels nice.."

"You're so tense Taehyung-ah.. I agree with Hobi, it's too much of a risk for to join dance practice. I don't want you pulling a muscle.." Namjoon frets over Taehyung.

"I'm sorry.. I'll be okay in a few days and I'll work hard to make up for it.." Taehyung hugs his stomach when another ripple of pain fills his middle, forcing himself to not lower his head as the makeup noona works on his eyes.

"Im almost finished." She says softly.

"Taehyung-ah are you okay?" Namjoon feels Taehyung tensing back up underneath his palms.

"Yeah, yeah..I just thought I had to sneeze and held it in.." Taehyung's stomach knotted up more to lie to Namjoon, but he couldn't let him pull him before his solo shots were out of the way.

"Finished." The staff member adds a last bit of makeup to his nose to cover up the redness.

"I'll finish up the shoot quickly then rest, okay hyung?" Taehyung says getting up to get back to work. The sooner we take the photos the sooner I can lay down..my knees feel like they'll give in and my stomach is killing me..maybe I should've eaten..

"Turn your head to the left Taehyung-sii. The light is hitting your face wrong, now one hand on your cheek.. perfect.." The director gives him instructions, Taehyung mindlessly following him. He kept all his focus on the photoshoot, ignoring the dizziness that he felt trying to stop his nose from running down his face by sniffling softly.

Please hurry.. I don't know how long I can hold myself together..The mucus was draining into his stomach making himself feel uncomfortably full. Taehyung takes shallow breaths to stop his tight pants from pressing against his aching middle.

"Good, good.. we're finished here.. let's look through the photos.." The photographer seems pleased with his work, smiling at Taehyung. "I love the emotions portrayed in your eyes. I think you'll be quite satisfied."

Taehyung tries to move forward to monitor the shoot, but his legs threatened to buckle underneath him. My head feels fuzzy and my legs are like lead..and my stomach..I'm going to be sick.

"I'm sorry..I actually do need to use the restroom now that that we finished..could we view them later?" Taehyung's voice comes out soft, taking all his strength to keep it steady.

"Of course. Take your time. We'll just move on to Jungkook-sii." The director gives him a sympathic smile.

Taehyung feels his dinner from last night pushing its way up his stomach. He takes a deep breath to try to clear his head, moving swiftly to the nearest bathroom. His determination to not ruin the shoot because of him gave him the strength he needed to make it into the stall.

He drops to his knees in front of the toliet, a mouthful of rice coming up splashing into the bowl, followed by a wet burp that brings up even more thick bile. I wish I told Hobi-hyung the truth.. but I didn't want to ruin the shoot..not when I managed to hide it for this long..

Jimin follows him as soon as he sees his soulmate rushing in, eyes widening when he hears the sound of Taehyung’s retching."Taehyung-ah.." rushes towards the sound, kneeling behind Taehyung. "Why didn't you just say you were sick?" He speaks softly, running his hands through Taehyung's hair to keep it out of his face.

Taehyung's only response is a whimper as his stomach tenses up again, pushing out another mouthful of sick. Jiminie it hurts so much..

"I know baby.. it'll be over soon..you don't have much in your stomach.. just try to take deep breaths okay?"

Taehyung tries to take a deep breath, but his muscles scream in agony. "I can't..i.." he tries to speak, but another heave stops him, only a bit of spit coming up.

Jimin gently rubs Taehyung's back, feeling his spine arching as another mouthful of sick comes. "Just try..i know it hurts, but you need to relax."

Taehyung nods, taking shaky hiccup like breaths between dry heaves. He leans into Jimin, trying to rub the pain away from his aching sides. A dry cough rattles his chest,whimpering softly when the pain flares up again?"

"My poor Taehyungie.. do you want me to get you some water?" Jimin asks when he hears Taehyung coughing, worry filling his voice. He brushes Taehyung bangs from his forehead, surprised when he feels the heat radiating from it." Ah, you're running a fever Taehyungie.." Jimin's speaks softly to him, rubbing his thumb across Taehyung's clammy knuckles.

"I don't want you to go..." Taehyung clings to Jimin in a raspy whisper.

"You need to get home so you can rest.. you're really not doing well.." Jimin gently rubs Taehyung's stomach, still feeling the tension lingering.

"But..but the shoot.. we still have another group shot to do.." Taehyung coughs, putting his hand to his chest. "We're almost finished..I just need a bit of rest..I can at least finish up.."

"That's not important. You are. I don't want to see you suffering, I'm sure we can do it another day. We still have time before the album drops or we can just skip it all together. It's no big deal.."

Namjoon entered the bathroom, the smell of sick confirming the suspicions him and J-hope. It's not a simple cold.. Namjoon entered the stall, kneeling next to Jimin and Taehyung, running his hand through Taehyung's hair. "Do you think you can stand for me?"

"I..I think so.." Taehyung uses Jimin's shoulder to push up to his feet, Namjoon wrapping an arm around him. "Woah.." Taehyung stumbles, clinging to the elder member, closing his eyes tightly when the room spins, disorienting him. "Hyung.."

Jimin places his hands on Taehyung's knees when he sees them trembling, waiting for them to stop before rising to his feet.

"It's okay baby, I got you.. do you want to ride on my back?" Namjoon asks gently.

Taehyung shakes his head, the thought of his stomach pressing against Namjoon's muscular back making him feel woozy. "I think i can walk.."

Taehyung takes a few steps forward before his knees grow weak again, whimpering when another wave of nausea hits.

"Taehyungie.." Namjoon holds him up by his shoulders. "You really overdid it.. what if I carry you? i won't hold you too tightly.. I'll be gentle. Let me help you." He asks softly. I can't watch him suffer like this..

"Okay.." Taehyung let's Namjoon cradle him to his chest, leaning against his chest. "You're warm.."

"No, you are.. uncomfortably warm.." Namjoon says his voice laced in worry. "Let's get you home.."

Jungkook carrys Taehyung into bed, covering him up. "My poor Hyungie..the medicine should kick in soon.. do you want anything?"

"I want you to stay.." Taehyung whispers softly, grabbing at Jungkooks wrist. "I'm afraid..I won't be able to get up if I get sick again.."

Jungkook lays next to him without hesitation, running his hand through his hair. "I hope you don't..you haven't eaten anything today.. Seokjinnie-hyung is going to make you something.."

"I don't want to eat.." Taehyung squeezes his hand. "My stomach hurts Koo.."

"I know..but you'll have to eat something in case you do get sick again. It'll hurt more to throw up on an empty stomach."

J-hope enters the room with a box, peeling a cooling strip and sticking it gently to Taehyung's forehead. "There you go Tete, you'll feel better when we get your fever down.. Jungkook-ah you shouldn't be getting that close..you'll get sick too.."

"I don't care. Hyung isn't feeling well and needs comfort..I'll be okay." Jungkook holds Taehyung close when he sees him shiver.

"That's cold hyung.." Taehyung leans into Jungkook.

J-hope sighs and lays on his other side, pressing his cheek against Taehyung's head. I guess we'll both risk it then.. "I know, but it's for your own good. I'm sorry.. just try to rest. We'll be right here when you wake up."

[alexxjewel]

hi love, i missed your fics❤️i had a request for you!

jimin & hoseok go live together after a concert and jimin can’t stop sneezing bc of his allergies. (add your little bless you commentary pls it’s so cute😔)

Thank you so much! I'm so happy you like them, I'm sorry I disappeared for a bit but I think I fixed my mental state enough to write again 😅 for the first time in a month and a half I'm actually decently happy with this one.

In case you missed it in the request..

Warning: sneeze content

"I love you! I'll see you tomorrow!" Namjoon calls ad the seven boys slowly disappeared underneath the stage.

Jimin tried to speak, but the itch in his nose he's been trying to ignore all concert was building up, so he opted to make a heart above his head instead, scrunching his nose to try to hold the sneeze in for a few seconds longer.

"Eh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes as soon as the lift drops him out of sight of Army sniffling to stop his nose from dripping. "Heh'hehitchi!" The sneezes he was holding back hit him all at once, Hoseok wrapping an arm around him to keep him from falling while the lift drops to the floor. "He..heheigh!"

"Aiigo..Bless you..are you sure you aren't sick, Jiminie?" Hoseok asks Jimin, rubbing the back of his neck. "You don't feel warm.."

"I'm fine, hyung. Staff already checked..che..sh..tich!" Jimin sneezes again, rubbing his finger across his nose. "I saw a doctor this morning before the concert. There's something about the air here that's setting off my allergies.."

"Did you take any medicine?" Hoseok asks, searching for a tissue for Jimin's runny nose, bringing him the box.

"Thanks hyung.. I don't understand..I'm usually not allergic to pollens.." Jimin blows his nose, sniffling again. "Yeah. I did before the show, but it really started wearing off during dope. I almost sneezed during my part..it was awful.. my nose itched so much.." he complains, his breath hitching for another sneeze that doesn't come. "Ugh.. I promised Army I would do a live tonight because I didn't join you guys for the live in Amsterdam."

"Army will understand if you aren't feeling well and skip it until you feel better." Hoseok reassures him, rubbing his dongsaeng's neck.

Jimin doesn't answer right away, trying to tickle the painful sneeze out of him, his breath hitching once more. "Heh..heiycvh!"

"Bless you.. Jiminie you don't need to force.." Hoseok starts, but Jimin interrupts him.

"No, no they'll only worry if they noticed I was sneezing a lot on stage then don't keep my promise. I want to at least expl..ah..heh'tichiu!" Jimin sneezes into the tissue, trying to clean up the mess that dripped from him.

"Are you sure you're okay Jiminie?" Namjoon asks, offering Jimin some water. "You've been sneezing quite a bit today.."

"Jiminies having issues with his allergies..I noticed there's a lot of plants I've never seen before by the hotel and stadium. Maybe one of those are setting them off." Hoseok explains for Jimin when he notices Jimin's face contorting as another sneeze builds.

"Heh'heh..ktchitxh!" Jimin stops fighting the sneeze when Hoseok finished talking, taking the water Namjoon offered. "Thanks Hyung.. all this sneezing is starting to hurt my throat..I'm surprised Taehyung-ah doesn't lose his voice when he sneezes.."

"Bless you.. make sure you wear a mask when you aren't singing to try to reduce the pollen that you breathe in.." Namjoon tells him with concern. "I'll ask staff to get you one with a filtering system."

"Thanks hyung.." Jimin takes a drink of water, trying to soothe his scratchy throat."Jungkookie seemed pretty sniffly today too. You should get..h..hey..iyfxh!' Another sneeze erupts from Jimin.

"I'll make sure he gets checked, too. Hopefully, it's just allergies for him too." Namjoon leaves to check on Jungkook.

"Go get changed so you can go home. I'll join you for a quick live session, okay, Jiminie. It'll be easier to do a live with another person with you." Hoseok offers.

"Thanks, hyungie. That'd be great."

Jimin followed Namjoon's advice, pulling up his mask as soon as they pulled up to the hotel, but he swore that whatever was setting off his allergies were still penetrating through the mask, causing an unbearable itch at the bridge of his nose.

Hoseok leads him inside, quickly using his key card to open the door to the hotel keeping his arm around Jimin's shoulder.

"He..he'hitch.." Jimin sneezes, grimacing when he feels the liquid drip down his nose and soak into the mask. "Eugh.." Jimin sniffles unhappily, not wanting to remove it until he was safely in the hotel room.

"Bless you Jimin-ah.. the medicine will kick in soon.. we can stay live until the sneezes settle down, but you should sleep after." Hoseok leads him to his room.

"It's okay if you get tired, hyung. You can leave whenever you..he..geychi!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok says sympathetically.

"I can do it on my own or ask Jungkookie or Taehyungie to do it if you're tired.." Jimin digs out his key to his room.

"I'm not tired, Jiminie. I'm hungry..don't worry about me. Let Taehyungie and jaykay sleep. Those two were already falling asleep on the ride home." Hoseok reassures him, going into Jimin's bathroom to get a washcloth, wetting it and returning to Jimin, wiping his face clean. "Your nose is still so red, baby."

"Hyung that tick..eh..heh'tichi! Heyh..hitdhu!" Jimin sneezes, quickly backing up to avoid sneezing on Hoseok.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it worse.." Hoseok apologizes, giving Jimin the wet cloth.

"Heh'itchiiugh...it's okay.." Jimin sniffles, wiping his face.

"Bless you.." Hoseok goes to the humidifier at the side of Jimin's bed, hoping it would help. "I'm going to make food, do you want anything?"

"I'd like some ramen.. something a little spicy to help clear my nose." Jimin starts setting up for the live, adjusting his phone so both him and Hoseok could be in frame.

"Alright, coming right up. You can start without me while I cook."Hoseok starts boiling water for them.

Jimin goes to speak, but ends up sneezing instead. "Heh..heditxxchu!"

"Bless you Jimin-ah. I'll make you some tea too." Hoseok searches for teabags in the kitchen.

"I'm going to fix up my make up first.." Jimin goes into the bathroom, blowing his nose once more before trying to use some concealer to lessen the redness. "Ugh..my eyes are a bit puffy..and I look like Rudolph..!"

Hoseok giggles when he hears Jimin whining at his reflection. "You still look cute." He calls to him, reassuring the younger boy about his insecurities. "Army will still think you're adorable too."

You're just saying that..I'll just do what i can to cover it up, maybe if i dont sit too close to the camera no one will notice. Jimin finishes up his face just as Hoseok gets the noodles into the living room. "Foods done?"

"Yeah, but it's still super hot. I burnt my mouth trying it.." Hoseok warns, sipping some water to try to soothe his tongue.

"I'll be sure to..to..hyh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, sighing irritably. "That one hurt..:

"Bless you.. Are you okay?" Hoseok asks, concern etched on his face.

"Yeah.. I'm okay.. are you ready for the live?" Jimin checks the angle once more before sitting down next to Hoseok.

"Ready when you are." Hoseok confirms, blowing on his noodles to try to get a not so painful bite.

Jimin hits play, picking up his noodles, surprised that within seconds there were already people in the chat. "Hello army.."

"Hi Army." Hoseok greets the small handful of people who already entered, then slurps his noodles. "Aiish, I shouldn't be eating noodles before the show tomorrow, my face is going to be so puffy.."

"You look cute with chub..ch.." Jimin puts up a finger thinking he had to sneeze, but nothing comes. "Chubby looking cheeks." He finishes his sentence, taking a bite of noodles.

The two eat chatting with each each other while they wait for more army to join, watching the comment section.

LovePJM13: hi Jimin oppa, I saw the show tonight and it was amazing, but in one of the photos I took it looks like you were crying. Are you okay?

"Ah, no. No i wasn't crying at all tonight. I was really..ah..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes before he could put the noodles down to cover his face, choking on the noodles.

"Bless you baby..Are you okay? Drink some of your tea.. " Hoseok quickly takes the bowl from him and moves the camera so Jimin is out of frame, rubbing his back to try to ease his cough.

Jimin takes a drink of the tea, trying to wash down the noodles. "Yeah,yeah, I'm okay now..but that was awful.."

"Here.. you got broth on your face." J-hope uses his sleeve to wipe Jimin's chin. "Ah, the chat is worried.."

Jimin looks over, noticing the comment section flooding with concern. "Don't worry. I'm fine. It didn't really hurt it scared me more than anything.."

Tannie13: Do you have a cold?

Jungshookie9: Are you sick? I saw you sneezing during spring day..

Hoseok readjusted the camera so they could sit on the floor, looking through the comments. "Jiminie isn't sick. It's just allergies. Him and Jungkookie are both having issues, but it's worse for Jiminie."

"We'll only be here for another two days. I'll be fine. It's more annoying than anything." Jimin tries to reassure army, but his body has other plans. "Heh'itcgih! Heh..itcvxhyu!" Jimin covers his face with his arms, sniffling miserably.

"Bless you Jiminie.. they really aren't going away.." Hoseok frowns, rubbing Jimin's back. "You poor thing.."

"I'm doing better than earlier.. my eyes were more puffy when I was in the bathroom.." Jimin looks at himself through the camera lens. I wish it was my sneezes improving though..

"Are you guys healthy army? I know a lot of people get sick when the seasons change. Jinnie-hyung was just getting over a cold when we left Korea for our tour.." Jimin asks, but when he tries to watch the comments, his eyes start to water, another round of sneezes building covering his face.

"Hey'Itfgih! Heh'hehitchi! Ah..ah..hitcxhi!" Jimin sneezes, quickly standing up. "I'm sorry.. I got to blow my nose.." his voice comes out congested and soft, leaving Hoseok in charge of the chat.

"Bless you.. take your time Jimin-ah, I'll keep army company." Hoseok tries to calm Jimin's concerns about having to get up so suddenly.

"Army if you saw the show tonight what was your favorite part and if you didn't go what did you do today?" Hoseok asks, watching Jimin leave with concern. "Jiminie Army says bless you!" He calls to Jimin when he finds that he can't catch any of the comments except for the bless yous and I love you Jimin that flooded the chat. "We love you Jiminie!"

Jimin was glad for Hoseok's shouting, helping to conceal the sound of him blowing his nose, the clear gooey liquid soaking through the toliet paper. Maybe I should ask Hobi-hyung to take over the live.. I'm such a mess..Army want to see me when I'm handsome and smiling..

Jimin takes out his phone to text Hoseok, hoping he'd check it, but after retouching up his make up and still not getting a response he returned to the livingroom, bowing to the stream. "Sorry everyone.. I know this isn't what you had in mind when I said I'd go live in the next city.."

"Jimin-ah, you don't need to apologize. No one's upset that you aren't feeling your best.. we're just worried about you." Hoseok pulls him into a hug.

"Hobi-hyung.. I'm so ugly and gross right now.. I think we should turn off the live and you can do one on your own for army in my place." Jimin whispers so only Hoseok hears, only earning him a tighter hug.

"Don't say stuff like that Jimin-ah, you're being too hard on yourself. You look fine.. it's just a little redness to your face, it's no big deal. Okay?" Hoseok whispers back to him, gently ruffling Jimin's hair and letting him go, turning to talk to the camera. "Army! Isn't Jimin so handsome today? I don't think a stuffy nose is enough to ruin it."

Jimin watches the comment section flood his jaw clenched with nerves. They're just going to say Hyung always thinks I'm cute or lie just to make me feel better..

DaddyJoon9:You have the cutest little sneezes I just wish they didn't make you miserable 😔

HEYStobit77:You think the sniffles are enough to ruin your pretty face? You're crazy oppa. You're still handsome!

Ot7borababy:You're still my beautiful angel. Sick or not. Just feel better soon.

Tannie13: we don't care about your looks. You're very handsome but I'm here for your sweetness, Mochi. Please smile.

Jimin tried to catch every comment that rushes by, his eyes filling with tears when he sees all the supportive comments flooding into his heart, sniffling once more.

"Jimin-ah are you crying?" Hoseok asks in concern when Jimin lays his head in his palms, letting out a shaky breath. Hoseok leans forward to read the comment section, relaxing when he sees nothing but positivity, a mix of compliments and concern. "Jimin-ah tell Army why you're crying.."

"I-i'm just happy.. Thank you Army.. I love you guys so m-much.." Jimin lifts his head to speak to them, smiling through his tears.

Hoseok uses his thumbs to dry Jimin's eyes. "Hey, hey Jimin-ah? Guess what?"

"Huh?" Jimin sniffles, looking at Hoseok's bright smile.

"You haven't sneezed since you sat back down. They're starting to stop." Hoseok announces relieved for his stressed out dongsaeng.

"Hyung..don't jinx it.." Jimin smiles, wiping his face with his sleeve. "Let's finish our noodles and get to bed.. I think I've had enough excitement for one day.."

[alexxjewel]

Hoseok with persistent coughing trying to reassure the members he’s okay … until he’s not

I changed this around so much that if I touch it anymore, I'm afraid I'll butcher it even more.. so it's staying as is.. it doesn't have a proper ending sorry.

"Jungkook-ah, you're doing it half second too quickly. Slow down." Hoseok tells him, motioning for the staff to cut the music so he could talk.

"I'm sorry Hyung. I'll do it right this time." Jungkook gives a small bow to Hoseok, feeling guilty for making Hoseok have to scold him. Hyung sounds like he's losing his voice.. I don't want him to waste it on me..

"Hoba we're running out of time, we need to do the sound check." Yoongi states, checking the time.

"It's been that long already?" Hoseok looks at the time. "Aish.. okay, okay.." Hoseok clears his throat trying to soothe the itch in the back of his throat before speaking again. "We'll leave it for now."

"Everyone have their mic packs and in ears?"Namjoon takes over, checking his own back pocket to be sure it was secured to his jeans.

The boys confirm everything was in order before going out to greet the crowd. Hoseok pops a cough drop into his mouth to try to ease the dryness in his throat.

"Take it easy today, okay, hyung? Please?You already overdid it yesterday.." Jimin pleads softly on their way to the stage.

"I'm fine, Jiminie, it's just the air here. It's really dry. If I drink enough water, it'll be fine." Hoseok smiles, trying to reassure his worried teammate.. "Just just a bit of a cough. It's no big deal. Okay?"

"It sounds like its gradually getting worse compared to this morning.." Taehyung adds in, sharing the same expression as Jimin.

"I'll take some medicine before we go on for the real thing and everything will be fine. Okay? Focus on the show.." Hoseok tells them, ignoring the urge to cough.

There's only a week left on our tour.. I can't be getting sick now.. it's just the dry desert air.. I'll be fine once we leave for the next city..

Hoseok lies to himself, coughing as soon as he knows it'd be drowned out by the sound of the crowds cheering when they see the seven of them come on stage.

"Hello Army!" Jimin greets them, pushing back his worry to give army a bright smile.

"Army are you ready?" Namjoon asks the crowd, Army responding to his voice with a loud roar of yesses and screams.

"That was pretty weak. Army yesterday was louder." Yoongi teases the crowd, giving them a gummy smile.

I can do this..

"ARMY! If you're excited make some noise!" He tests his mic, motioning for staff to turn it up when his voice comes out quieter than the other members.

The crowd responds to him despite his quieter volume, the stadium echoing with their screams even louder than the first time.

"Let's go!" Hoseok shouts into the mic, pushing himself to be louder than the crowd. It's fine.. I'll just take some medicine tonight to be on the safe side...I'll be fine..

Hoseok sits on the lift, covering up another cough. He started feeling sick for a few days now, but it was more of an annoyance than anything. Today, it felt like someone was squeezing his throat, making it hurt to breathe. The medicine isn't working today.. why? We're so close to the end of the tour..

"You okay Hoba?" Namjoon asks, crouching down to talk to him asking for the third time since they reached the stadium.

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just a cough.." Hoseok repeats the same thing he's been telling all the members all day, doing his best to hide how awful his throat hurt him. Everyone's exhausted..Jiminie had to do two IVs and Suga-hyung had to get cupping done to make his pain bearable.. It's nothing I should worry them with.. there's only three shows left.. I'll see a doctor then..

He sighs in relief when he feels the lift rising up to the stage, giving him the escape from his members' worried gazes.

Everyone gets back into their positions, the music to RUN starting, the crowd screaming when they see Taehyung walk across the stage to join the others, Namjoon singing his part.

Hoseok stumbles when he tries to rise to his feet, not realizing how weak he felt. Sh*t.. we're not even a minute in and I'm already making mistakes..

He quickly recovers moving with the other members as if nothing happened, but he could feel the eyes of the other members watching him with concern plastered across their face.

I'm sorry. I'll do better so you won't have to be distracted by me and my mistakes.. I can do better..

Hoseok pushes through the choreography, taking a deep breath to try to calm himself, pushing harder to try to make up for his mishap. The blood was pounding in his ears, making it hard to hear the sound coming out of his in ears but he couldn't find the time to adjust them.

Jin brushes his fingers across Hoseok's back when they cross paths, trying to comfort him mouthing 'it's okay' when their eyes meet.

With the encouragement of Jin, he finds the strength to push through the next two songs, but with each verse he sang the harder it became to resist the persistent itch in the back of his throat, trying to softly clear his throat.

After the third song ends it was time for introductions, the music stopping, the adrenaline that was keeping him going dissolving when the cheer of the crowd stopped.

Hoseok tried to catch his breath, but before he could recover he saw the members lining up, quickly joining them, locking his knees when he bowed with the others, his fingers trembling when he puts them by his chest like the others.

"1,2,3..hello we are BTS!"

Hoseok's voice is drowned by the others, not wanting to push his voice further. After Namjoon started talking, he turned away from the audience to talk, hoping they'd only focus on who was speaking.

Jimin quickly rushes to the end of the stage, calling staff over with a hand gesture. "Hobi-hyung needs warm water or tea.. could you prepare some, please?" He has to lean in close to them to be able to be heard over the sound of the crowd cheering for Jin's kiss he blew into the crowd.

"Hoba are you okay? You don't look well.." Yoongi says by Hoseok's ear, rubbing his hand down his spine. "Do you want to sit? I'll sit with you."

"My throat hurts a bit, and I'm tired but I'm okay. I just need some water.." Hoseok reassures him, ignoring the weakness in his knees. If I sit it'll just be harder to get moving again..

Yoongi goes to fetch Hoseok some water, but Jimin was already on top of it, giving Hoseok a bottle, opening the lid for him.

"I asked them to get you something warm, but drink this for now Hyungie.." Jimin tells him,rubbing the back of Hoseok's neck with a towel. "You're really sweating, you need to stay hydrated.."

Hoseok takes a few mouthfuls, choking on the water when another bout of coughing bubbles up from the back of his throat Yoongi wraps his arm around Hoseok's waist to keep him from falling, Jimin rubbing his back.

"Are you okay?" Jimin asks in a worried tone, his eyes widened. "Do you need to see medical? It's okay if you can't perform.. your health is more important hyung.."

"No, no...I'm..I'm fine. I just.. it went down wrong.." Hoseok reassures them, taking smaller sips of water. I gotta pull myself together, Yoongi-hyung is next to speak after Taehyung, then it's my turn..

Yoongi lets go of Hoseok when he hears Taehyung reaching the end of his greeting, the camera panning to him.

Hoseok runs his hands through his hair, feeling uncomfortably hot underneath the stage lights trying to get his bangs from being plastered to his forehead. The itch in his throat was building, but he couldn't allow himself to cough. I'm already worrying everyone enough..I can't cough anymore..especially with how much it hurts to sing already..the concert only just started.. I'll see if I can take more medicine when the vocal line sing their medley..I'll be okay..

Yoongi tries to keep the crowd entertained while Hoseok catches his breath, leaving him to be babied by Jimin.

Jimin tries to style Hoseok's hair to stay out of his face, keeping his arm wrapped around Hoseok. "Poor hyungie..try to take it easy today.. don't overdo it.. you'll lose your voice.."

"I won't push it. I'll ask staff to turn my mic up more.." Hoseok moves away from Jimin, going to the end of the stage to talk to staff.

"I don't know..it doesn't sound like you're excited to be here.. I said make some noise.." Yoongi growled into the mic, getting the crowd into a loud roar of cheers, his eyes following Hoseok while he moves across the stage, buying him more time. "How long as it been since we performed here?"

Jimin quickly moves next to Yoongi, replying to his question. "Two years?"

"Two and a half." Yoongi corrects him. "Who do you think you are, it was my turn to talk. I was talking to Army." He says with mock offense,smiling with amusement.

"Ah! That's right. I'm Jimin! I'm so excited to perform here!" Jimin smiles mischievously, taking over. Yoongi rolls his eyes at Jimin's take over trying to hide his smile.

Hoseok sipped on the water, trying to ease the painful itch in his throat clearing his throat. He took a deep breath when he heard the crowd chanting for him, their voices renewing his strength. They waited years for this.. i can do it..

"Your my Hope..." Hoseok was afraid even with the mic up all the way his voice wouldn't carry, but the crowd grew silent as soon as he spoke. "I'm your hope.." Hoseok paused, forcing back another cough. "I'm Jay..."

"HOPE!" The crowd finished for him, screaming loudly.

"I'm sorry Army. My throat isn't in the best condition today.. I'm okay though.." Hoseok apologizes with a bow, now lying to himself, BTS and army. "I won't say much.. but I'm so happy to hear your cheers."

Hoseok pushed through the show, his condition only growing worse the more songs they performed. He couldn't keep up with the other members, guilt churning in his stomach when he saw the other members run across the stage to interact with army when he himself had to stop moving everytime he wanted to speak into the mic.

The song ended, the lights going off for the rapline to quickly switch outfits and do their rap medley. He struggled to catch his breath, Namjoon helping him down the steps and into a chair. "Hoba you need to slow down, you're going to faint if you keep going like this.."

"Here Hoba.. breathe.." Jin puts a can of oxygen by his face, Hoseok taking deep breaths. "Is that better? I think you should sit for the rest of the show.."

Hoseok nods, relaxing when the lightheaded feeling fades. "Thanks hyung.. that's much better.. I'm sorry for worrying you guys..I won't move much during the medley and I'll rest while the vocal line performs..the rest of the songs are slower..I'll be okay.. I don't need to sit.." he tried to keep his coughing at the minimum, trying to clear his throat to speak.

"Here, drink some tea hyung.." Jungkook holds a cup by Hoseok, leading a straw by his lips.

The warm liquid felt nice on his swollen throat, until he had to swallow, forcing himself not to wince in front of the others.

"One minute until the VCR is over.." Staff calls to them.

Hoseok quickly switches clothes, taking a deep breath. "I'm ready.."

Hoseok stepped on the lift, adjusting his in ear, regretting his decision to stay standing. The sound of the crowd mixed with the flashing green lights made his head pound, making him feel dizzy. Yoongi started rapping first, Hoseok focusing on the deagu boy.

Yoongi and Namjoon both move across the stage to interact with army, Hoseok bouncing on his toes to the beat, trying to keep his cough under control. They made it through the first song without much issue, but when Hoseok went join in for the chorus, he ended up coughing, clamping his lips shut to try to force it down.

I dont think i can do this.. it hurts so much.. it hurts to breathe..

The realization made his blood run cold when he felt the pressure building in his chest, placing his hand over it.

Namjoon started his verse, the two boys unaware that Hoseok was on the verge of tears. Hoseok rushed to the other end of the stage where staff set up tea for him, taking a large mouthful to try to recover his voice in time for his part to come.

No, no, this can't happen.. I still have more concerts.. I can't..

"Hoseok-ah, are you okay?" Namjoon rushes to Hoseok when he notices him, but Hoseok quickly moves away from him. He knew if Namjoon looked at him he would pull him from the performance and he couldn't allow that. The thought of how worried Army would be if he stopped mid song was the driving force that made it possible to force his voice out for his verse, it coming out as a rough growl, the crowd squealing at his raspy voice.

I can't keep up.. i can't..

Hoseok used the last bit of his voice, using all his energy just to stay on his feet. Hoseok couldn't hold back his coughing anymore. The force rattled his body, making him lightheaded. When he swayed Namjoon quickly goes behind him, wrapping his arms around to help balance him.

I shouldn't have let him perform. I should've noticed how bad he was..

Namjoon felt his emotions swelling up, taking a deep breath before rapping, his heart racing when the first sentence comes out as a stutter. F*ck..

Hoseok buries his face into Namjoon's shoulder, trying to muffle the sob that escapes his lips. He tried to hold back the tears, but all the frustration he felt poured out like an open flood gate. "I'm sorry.."

Namjoon finishes his verse, Yoongi taking over the chorus while he tried to console Hoseok. "Hey, hey its no big deal. I just missed the timing and had to get back on the beat. It's my fault not yours.."

Hoseok shook his head, quickly wiping his eyes to sing his part, the crowd growing silent to be able to hear him, but he only got three sentences out before his coughing became out of control, army trying to take over for him.

Yoongi starts singing with them, his eyes glued on Hoseok. We need to get him off stage.. he's not fit to perform physically or mentally.. he's way past his limits.

Jungkook and Taehyung had the same thoughts as Yoongi, the two youngest members joining them on stage Jungkook singing Namjoon's part, motioning for him to take Hoseok off the stage.

Namjoon nods, taking out Hoseok's in ear. "Hoba, Hoba get on my back.. please?"

Hoseok sniffles, shakily climbing onto Namjoon. His whole body shakes as he clings to the fellow 94er, coughing into his back. "I'm..im..im.." he tried to apologize, but he couldn't get the words out.

I ruined everything.. how can anyone enjoy the show now?

"Oh my poor baby. Don't cry.. Don't cry.. it's okay. You did everything you could.." Jin uses his thumbs to dry Hoseok's tears. Jin strokes his back, feeling Hoseok trembling underneath his fingertips. Hoseok was inconsolable, his breath coming out as hacking coughs.

"Breathe, you need to breathe..take a deep breath for Hyung.." Jin orders him gently, running his hand through Hoseok's sweaty hair.

I couldn't hide it, now the rest of the show will be ruined.. the others worked so hard to make the show perfect..and i ruined it..

Hoseok could hear the crowd cheering, knowing that the rap medley was over, pushing Jin away. "G-go.."

Jin was reluctant to leave, but knew Hoseok wouldn't calm down if the show stopped because of him letting him go.

Namjoon wraps around Hoseok, holding him tightly. "Hoseok you did all you could and that's all that matters. Don't worry about the concert just focus on getting better okay?"

Hoseok tried to reply, but only another bout of coughing comes out. Namjoon wipes away his tears with his thumbs. " 'kay.." he whispers, clinging desperately to Namjoon. He took deep breaths as Namjoon strokes his hair,listening to his racing heartbeat.

"That's it.. good.. just relax.." Namjoon sighed in relief when he felt the tension melting from Hoseok's body.

Yoongi brings Hoseok some water and medicine, opening the waterbottle. "Hobi do you think you take some medicine for me?"

Hoseok nods, partly opening his mouth so Yoongi could put the pill on his tongue. Namjoon puts the water bottle by Hoseok's lips, gently tilting it so he could get a few mouthfuls of water.

Hoseok pushes the water away when he feels the urge to cough again, covering his mouth to avoid coughing on Yoongi.

"Two minutes until the vocal lines medley is over." Staff informs Namjoon.

"Okay.." Namjoon responds, swearing under his breath when he realizes he had to leave Hoseok right when he was calming down. I want to take care of Hoseok, but it's hard enough to perform with one member..

"Don't worry about me..okay?" Hoseok hoarsely whispers, clearly reading Namjoon's thoughts just by looking at him.

"We'll take care of Hoseok-sii. We'll get him to a doctor..he wants you to perform.." Staff promises. "Just focus on the show.."

"Try to get some rest, okay Hoba? I'll come see you as soon as I can." Namjoon promises, reluctantly letting him go to switch clothes.

"Come on Namjoon-ah.." Yoongi pulls the youngest rapper by his wrist, leaving Hoseok in the hands of the staff members. "I don't want to leave him either.. but the show must go on.."

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All Hands On Deck - part 2

Sickies: OT7 Caretakers: Themselves + Managers

Part: [one]

Hoseok didn’t think he was ready for this. Here he had Jungkook, weirdly both pale and green-tinted, in a wet, vomit-sprayed tee and looking on the verge of crying. Before Jungkook could even consider apologizing, Hoseok merely shushed him softly, reaching a hand up to swipe his cheeks in comfort before tears could even begin to fall. His youngest dongsaeng, despite being taller and more muscular than him already, looked so small standing next to him with how sick he was. There was something about his big eyes being so watery and upset that pulled at Hoseok’s heartstrings immediately.

He was very weak for his members.

“It’s okay, Jungkook-ah, let’s get you changed and in bed. Sound good?”

He received a small hum in agreement, as the younger dancer dropped his face against Hoseok’s shoulder. Oh no… not vomit on the Balenciaga… It was honestly inevitable. He’d definitely have to ask one of the managers for their cleaning trick to get it out later for sure. But first… His hand rubbed small circles on Jungkook’s back as he walked him away from the bathroom, away from the new noises of vomiting from behind the door. It seemed to upset Jungkook further to hear it, and the last thing Hoseok wanted to do was have him sick again, and in the hallway where the clean-up would be harder. The two shuffled awkwardly and slow, but it didn’t seem to nauseate the youngest further, so Hoseok was alright with the pace.

“H-hyung,” Jungkook murmured. “Jin-hyung’s—”

“Hm? Jin-hyung?”

Jungkook pointed at the door. Ah… that made sense.

“Oh, you mean Jin-hyung’s room?” Hoseok guessed. That got a soft laugh and a thumbs up. Perfect, honestly; Jin’s door was closer, anyway. Hoseok merely shuffled to Jin’s room, leading Jungkook inside. Jungkook looked at the bed, but Hoseok merely held onto him, grabbing his shirt. “Come on, let’s get you changed into something cleaner. Okay, hands up.”

Jungkook looked so little. As Hoseok pulled the shirt from him, he couldn’t help but coo at how he scrunched his face. Once off, Hoseok just turned it inside out and dropped it near the door, before helping Jungkook out of his baggy jeans. He was like a child again, like that young teen who was so shy but still crawled into their beds when he felt too lonely or upset or just wanted comfort. Cute. Once in just his boxers, Hoseok led him to sit on the bed, ruffling his hair affectionately. “Stay right here, I’m gonna see what Jin’s got that you can fit.” For good measure, he moved the desk trash can next to the bed.

Hoseok tossed Jungkook’s pants, and his own sweatshirt (feeling too warm for it now anyway, he guessed someone turned the heater up for one of their sick members) to the pile and went to rummage through Jin’s closet for something light. He managed to dig up a simple dark tee and basketball shorts, and dressed Jungkook quickly as he noticed his eyes shutting. He was more than thankful that Jin and Jungkook fit the same clothes; it made it easier, for sure. Hoseok tugged the blanket back as he eased their maknae to lay down, then just ran his hands through Jungkook’s hair until the younger fell asleep.

Once he seemed settled, Hoseok sighed, leaning his head on the side of the bedframe. What a day… It was already giving him a headache, but he was glad to at least be helpful.

~*~

In the bathroom, on the other hand, Jin wished for peace. But all he received was a sharp stench of putrid, vile vomit that seemed rather discomforting being two distinctively different scents of yuck. He honestly didn’t think puke could have identifying smells, but whatever Taehyung was expelling before him had some odd, creamy scent to it that made his own stomach feel uncomfortable. But just taking a sharp breath upward, he merely continued to rub Taehyung’s back, thankful that his curls were at least short enough to stay out of his face.

Taehyung’s vomiting was calmer than Jungkook’s in a sense. Less loud, bouncy motions but more harsh, almost twitching gasps as he coughed up whatever wanted to make its way up his esophagus. He had tried to speak twice, barely getting out Jin’s name, and a broken apology, before he merely gave up. Taehyung had a shaky hand braced on his knee, fingers white-knuckled gripping his sweatpants as if it was the only lifeline he had between staying upright and falling into the porcelain nightmare (oh god, Jin realized, that was going to be a nightmare to clean).

“It’s okay, Taehyung-ah,” Jin said calmly. His hand on Taehyung’s back formed a fist and he rubbed his knuckles with a little more force on Taehyung’s back. Something more of a sensation, hopefully a bit of a distraction. “Try to take a breath now, hm?”

Taehyung coughed up a mouthful and then spit. Jin took the opportunity to flush, hoping to reduce some of the smell. But ever the diligent dongsaeng, Taehyung tried to take a breath. His shoulders slumped and he eased back. And took a second breath.

“H-hyung…”

“I’m here, Taehyung-ah. You’re okay. Just keep breathing—or… that, I guess.”

On Taehyung’s next breath, he gagged and immediately lifted himself back to the toilet, regurgitating out another thick mouthful of sludge. His hand on Jin’s hand merely loosened his grip and he swatted at him, albeit shaky and weakly.

“I know, I know. Not funny. But you always laugh at my jokes.”

Taehyung swatted him again, and coughed. He heaved again, but nothing came out.

“See, my jokes cured you.”

But another heave, and a mouthful of pure bile escaped. Taehyung was running on empty, and Jin could see it. He continued rubbing his back, encouraging him to take another breath. It took Taehyung another few minutes of dry heaving before he managed to sink back, forehead dropping on the toilet. Jin smiled.

“Good job, you stopped. Let’s wait a few minutes before we move, just in case.”

Taehyung just nodded as his eyes closed, his body trying to succumb to at least a few moments rest before Jin made him move. Jin let him have these extra moments in peace, just keeping one hand rubbing his back but now in slow circles. It gave Jin time to send a one-handed text message to Namjoon, letting him know their second youngest was also ill. This was already proving to be a disaster. They were going to need back-up, that was for sure.

~*~

From his spot on the couch, Yoongi looked towards the bathrooms on the left. He’d begun rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he heard Jungkook, but he was wide awake the moment Taehyung also disappeared. This already wasn’t good, and they hadn’t bought that much juk. They’d need more… and given whatever the two had, Yoongi figured he may as well begin messing with inventory.

He yawned as he stood, stretching his arms upward. The noise was enough to have Namjoon looking at him with a frown. “You’re not sick too, are you?”

Yoongi shook his head. “Wouldn’t dream of getting sick before you, Joon. I’m just going to make some juk. I have a feeling we’re going to need more, if Hobi-ah hasn’t come back from checking on them.” He really, really hoped Hoseok wasn’t also sick; that man hated throwing up, the last thing they really needed was an anxiety attack flaring up from anyone over illness. At least, for now, Namjoon and Jimin seemed alright, so after reassuring their leader that he was okay, Yoongi merely trekked his way into the kitchen and went to pull out the big pot. He’d make enough juk to last them a few days; thankfully it wasn’t hard at all. Opening the kitchen, he went to work, glad that Hoseok had organized their kitchen prior.

As Yoongi began cutting green onions, he realized he wasn’t alone. Despite seeming exhausted, Namjoon was out standing by the counter, frowning at his phone as he reread Jin’s updates. “Ah… Hyung, what can I do to help?”

Yoongi smiled. “Can you go check on Hobi and Jungkook? Hobi might need some help. Juk should be ready within the hour.”

An easy task. Namjoon gave a thumbs up and headed down the hall to peer in Jungkook’s room, then Hoseok and Jimin’s, only to find both empty. He just decided to search each room to find them, peering briefly into Yoongi’s empty bedroom before he landed on Jin’s. And there he saw Hoseok running his hand through Jungkook’s hair, Jungkook curled up next to him with his head in his lap on their oldest hyung’s bed. When Hoseok spotted Namjoon in the doorway, he smiled, holding a finger to his lips.

“Did he just fall asleep?”

Hoseok nodded. “I wanted to wait a little before giving him medication in case he could eat anything.”

“Yoongi-hyung’s making juk.” He wheeled over the desk chair to sit in, so he wouldn’t move the bed. “He thinks we’re going to need more.”

With a sigh, Hoseok nodded again. “I wouldn’t be surprised… Someone else is going to get it, I bet. When it’s done, let me know?” It only took a few minutes more before Jungkook began snoring, and the two sighed in relief. He was out. The rappers spent a few moments discussing their gameplan on if more of them came down with this—double line the trash cans, keep their two sick members comfortable, try to keep their medications on schedule. Check everyone just to be safe. Hoseok texted the managers their update while Namjoon headed out to give Jin and Yoongi their new update. The juk would take a bit, so he didn’t rush.

As he made it to the bathroom closest to his room, he knocked lightly. “Jin-hyung? You in there?”

“Ahhh, Namjoon-ah! Yeah, I’m in here. Careful if you open the door, Taehyungie’s legs—”

Namjoon was not careful. Upon immediate push of the door, he immediately knocked the wood onto Taehyung’s legs. Similar to Hoseok and Jungkook, Taehyung had taken Jin’s lap as a pillow, but with a damp towel over his eyes. He groaned but otherwise did not move, and Jin immediately began to fuss as Namjoon apologized.

“Is he sick too, Jin-hyung?”

“He spent ten minutes vomiting and now he won’t get up. And he won’t let me get up. Joon-ah, I can’t help him from down here! We don’t even have a traditional Korean bathroom, I could have just hosed down the mess but no, we have to clean it up! I could have just hosed Taehyung off of me—”

With that, Namjoon laughed, squeezing in and kneeling next to them. Taeyhung, while not as tall as Jin or Namjoon, had put on a significant amount of muscle on his frame, rivaling Jin in terms of weight already. And so much of it was muscle; but his reluctance to move overtook Jin’s attempt to keep him from the floor. It was a lose-lose situation for Jin. Taehyung’s button-up had vomit stains all along the front, and was damp with sweat. Jin had wiped his face already, but the younger vocalist seemed comfortable with the cloth blocking the light.

“Headache, Tae-yah?” Namjoon asked.

He received a mumbled ‘yes’. Fever confirmed by touch. Chills, possibly from the floor, possibly the fever. With a sigh, Jin rubbed his back again.

“Come on, let’s try to make it to the room with Joon, yeah?”

Taehyung grumbles again. “’m dirty…”

“It’s okay buddy, you’ve been sick. You want to try and take a bath?”

That gets the young singer to groan, his hand reaching up to press the cold cloth over his eyes. “I don’t want to move… Every time I move I get woozy.”

Jin sighed, stroking his hair. “Well, let’s at least try to get you changed and clean so you’re more comfortable.”

“Not… not yet.” Taehyung grumbled. He kicked a foot lazily to the side, but it bumped Namjoon’s leg—exactly what he was planning. “Go ‘way.”

Namjoon chuckled softly, patting Taehyung’s shoulder from where he sat. He was pretty sure Jin would catch it, being in proximity of now two vomiting members, but he wasn’t going to stress out over it. As Jin leaned his head back against the wall, he reached a hand over to swat at Namjoon too.

“Just bring him some fresh clothes? We’ll be out when we can, okay?”

Namjoon nodded and scurried out, returning five minutes later with a fresh pair of pajamas. On his way out, he added: “Oh, Jungkook’s taken over your bed.”

“Aish!”

[alexxjewel]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do the boys on tour and Hobi gets the flu (congestion, bad cough, fatigue, and a stubborn fever that just won’t stay down) and he has to sit out halfway through one of their concerts because he’s just too sick to continue. He feels awful about it, but his brothers reassure him and take good care of him back at the hotel.

"[Thank you for being here]!" Hoseok says cheerfully in English. "[I love you all.]" He says when he heard army cheering for him, making a heart with his hands. This was the second show in the UK, the 8th concert on their tour.

"Everyone take a warm bath when they get home!" Jimin tells army, which gets translated by staff, worried about the rain that soaked the fans,trying to push his wet bangs from being plastered across his forehead."[I love you!]”

Hoseok coughed into his sleeve, pretending to wipe water from his face. Yesterday he started feeling sick and the rain wasn't helping. Hoseok pulls his hood over his head again, but a few seconds later another gust of wind knocks it back off again. I need a warm bath too.. I'm freezing..

Jimin gets close to Hoseok, hugging him from behind to talk by his ear. "You feeling okay? Is your throat still bothering you?”

"It hurts a little bit, but I'll be okay. I'll just sleep when we get to the hotel." Hoseok reassures him. I have to be.. there's another show tomorrow, and then we're going to France the next day..

"[Thank you so much!]" Namjoon shouts to army. "[I love you!]”

"[Encore, Encore, encore!]" The audience shouts as the members start disappearing, the lift lowering them out of view.

"We shouldn't do any encores, Hoba isn't looking well.." Yoongi tells his team when he hears Hoseok's heavy breathing and sees his cheeks were the brightest out of all of his freezing members.

"I'm okay.. I could do it." Hoseok tries to sound confident, but he could feel another cough getting caught in his throat.

"We have another show tomorrow. We should save our energy. I agree with Namjoon-ah. We shouldn't do it." Jin defends Namjoon's decision."I'm exhausted.." Jin complains with a yawn. With the oldest not wanting to do it, everyone agreed to call it a night.

"[Good night army! I love you! Don't get sick! Go safely]" Taehyung yells into his mic,confirming their decision for army to know they weren't returning.

"[Good night! Love you!]" Namjoon calls to the crowd, making a heart over his head before they disappear completely out of view.

"You okay Hobi-hyung? Your cheeks are really flushed.." Jimin tries using his sleeves to wipe the rain from Hoseok's cheeks. "You feel warm too..”

"It's just your hands being cold, that's all.." Hoseok moves his hands, not wanting him to touch him when he was feeling so poorly. The last thing i want is Jiminie feeling sick.."Could you go get me some water?”

"Of course Hyung." Jimin rushes to find him some water, Hoseok taking it as his opportunity to try to quietly cough, finding a place to sit.

"Hoba you didn't get a towel. You need to dry your hair.." Jin takes his towel and uses it to dry Hoseok's hair. "Are you feeling okay? You're still breathing heavy..”

"Yeah..yeah I just overdid it on the last song..I'm just tired.." Hoseok reassures him, his stomach knotting from the continuous lies to his members.

"Here hyungie." Jimin returns quickly, opening the bottle for him.

"Thanks Jiminie.." Hoseok takes a few swallows of water, but it feels heavy in his stomach, making him feel nauseous. I can't be getting this sick..

"Come on Hoseok-ah, you need to get off those wet clothes then you can rest. Jiminie you get changed too." Jin orders, tugging Hoseok's wet jacket off his arms..

“Okay hyung..” Jimin leaves to get changed, looking back at Hoseok before finding his set of clothes.

Hoseok let's Jin help him out of his shirt and jacket, but he draws the line at his jeans. "I got it hyung.. you should get changed too..”

"Alright, but I want you to bathe as soon as you get back to the hotel." Jin gives a gentle order, smoothing down Hoseok's hair. He's pretending he's fine, but I saw him coughing near the end of the show, and his cheeks are red, and he feels warm..

"I will hyung.." Hoseok finishes stripping, putting on a pair of sweats a t-shirt and a jacket.

Jin pulls Hoseok's hood over his head. "I'll get you some medicine. Okay?" He promises, whispering so only Hoseok hears.

Hoseok nods, looking down. "Thanks Hyung..”

Hoseok fell asleep on Jin's shoulder on the way back, breathing heavily. "My poor Hope.." he coos softly, wiping the sweat from Hoseok's brow.

Jin and Yoongi were the only two awake, Yoongi frowning when he heard Hoseok coughing in his sleep.

"He sounds bad.. what will we do?" Yoongi asks, reaching to touch Hoseok's feverish cheeks. "He's running a fever. We have one more show here then a plane to catch..”

"I'll take care of him.. Don't tell the others for now, I don't want them making mistakes from being too worried. If he doesn't get any better by morning I'll tell Joon-ah." Jin already knew most of the members had their suspicions already, but if he made a big deal about it, it would only make things worse.

"Yes hyung, if you need any help..I'll keep my phone turned up.." Yoongi offers, seeing the hotel come into sight. "We're lucky the others are asleep.."

"Wake them up after I get Hoba in the lobby. Okay?" Jin gently shakes Hoseok, whispering by his hear. "Hoseok-ah, wake up.. we need to get you inside before the others hear you coughing like that..”

"Mm..Hyung.." Hoseok complains softly, blinking up at him, sniffling wetly. "What's wrong..?” he asks, his mind fogged with fever.

“Where here Hoba. Back at the hotel. You need to get out.” Jin explains softly, but Hoseok was already drifting off again.

“Nm..okay…” Hoseok's voice trails off, making no move to get up, eyes closed again.

"I want to get you in the bath. Come on, up." Jin forces him to sit up, the ailing member softly whining in protest. "Do you want me to carry you?”

"Mhm.." Hoseok hums softly, still half asleep.

"You're so cute.." Jin smiles, pulling Hoseok out of the car and bending down for Hoseok to climb on, the younger member clinging to his back.

"I'm sorry..if I'm heavy.." Hoseok murmurs in Jin's ear, already falling asleep again coughing into Jin's back.

Two guards follow the two inside, one of them walking behind Jin in case Hoseok slipped.

"Hobi, Hobi where's.. your room key?" Jin asks when they reach the door. "Do you know?”

Hoseok takes a moment to think before replying, mind fogged with fever. "Its..it's in my bag.. here.." Hoseok tries reaching behind him to move it to his side, but gets dizzy, clinging to Jin and burying his face in his shoulder. "I'm sorry..i can't..”

"I'll get it for you." The staff member unbuckles the clasp of the fanny pack that Hoseok was wearing, giving it to Jin to rummage through.

"Thanks.." Seokjin does a tiny bow, not wanting to fall from the extra weight on his back, finding the room key. "I got it from here.. could you please pick up some medicine for me?"

"It'd be my pleasure.. the poor thing." The staff member says sympathetically, when he hears Hoseok coughing again. “I'll make it quick.”

"Please keep it a secret.." Jin takes out his card, giving it to him and going inside, placing Hoseok on the couch. "Stay awake for Hyung, okay? I'm going to find you some clothes so you can shower, and then we have to wait for Jaeyang-sii to come with medicine for you.”

"Okay..I'll try.." Hoseok says softly coughing into his fist, not confident he could succeed. His body was heavy with exhaustion. Jin leaves to the bedroom, Hoseok digging his nails into his palms to help him stay awake. I need to be strong, if I can't do something this simple..how will I convince him I can perform tomorrow?

Jin gets a pair of pajamas for Hoseok, surprised to see that he was still awake when he returned. "Good, good..do you want me to carry you again?”

Hoseok looks at Jin, still hearing his ragged breathing from carrying him to the room. He shakes his head, slowly getting to his feet. "I'm awake this time..I'm okay.." he feels his head spinning, swaying lightly, cursing softly when he stumbles.

"At least let me help."Jin wraps an arm around Hoseok's shoulders, not trusting his brother to not fall forward. He walks slowly, leading him to the bathroom and pushing the toliet lid down for Hoseok to sit on,plugging up the tub and turning on the water. He tests it with his fingertips, making it just barely warm."Let's get you undressed, okay?”

Hoseok nods, slowly unzipping his jacket with shaky hands.

"Let hyung do it." Jin gently undresses Hoseok, then takes off his own jacket and shirt, helping Hoseok into the few inches of water that filled the tub.

"It's cold.." Hoseok whines softly as he eases into the water. The warm water felt like ice on his skin, his body tensing. “hyung..” He coughs out the word, wrapping his hand around Jin's wrist.

"I'm sorry, but we need to cool you down.. if your fever stays this high i can't let you perform tomorrow.."Jin uses a rag to gently wipe the water across Hoseok's feverish skin.

Hoseok shivers, but doesn't stop Jin, the fear of being pulled from the show weighing heavily on his mind. I need to get better tonight..I have to..

“I'll be quick, okay?” Jin looks up, noticing the shower head was detachable. “Perfect..” He murmurs, reaching up grab it and pulling the stopper up, letting the shower head gently cascade water down Hoseok's back. “This will make things quicker..”

Jin gently washes Hoseok, frowning when he sees Hoseok's head nodding forward. “You were supposed to stay awake baby..” he scolds softly, turning off the water after being sure all the soap was out of the youngers hair.

“Mm…a..k..e..” Hoseok murmurs, the words coming out too softly to sound like real words.

Jin chuckles softly when Hoseok picks up his head to sleepily blink at him, pawing at his face when the water drips into his eyes. “This is awake?”

Hoseok nods, leaning forward to rest his head on Jin's chest.

“Alright Hoba.. up you go..” Jin slowly stands, holding Hoseok's waist and the back of his head..”grab onto me Baby. I need to reach the towel.”

Hoseok wraps his arms around Jin, hugging him close to try to steal some of his body heat. Jin sighed with relief when Hoseok no longer felt uncomfortably hot against his, but felt the snot from Hoseok's nose drip onto his skin.

“You need to blow your nose Baby..” Jin grimaces, using a towel to wipe it away.

“I'm sorry Hyung..” Hoseok says heart fluttering with guilt, sniffling to try to keep it from dripping again.

Jin wraps a towel around Hoseok's waist, then grabs smaller towel for his hair, gently drying it. Hoseok holds tighter when he feels his knees try to buckle underneath him, letting out a small whine.

“I'll hurry.. just let me get most of the water off and I'll get you dressed and into bed. Okay?”

“You..you can't stay Hyung.” Hoseok says softly out of nowhere, taking Jin by surprise.

“What? What do you mean?” Jin asks while he gets Hoseok's shirt over his head.

“I don't want you getting sick by staying too long..” Hoseok whispers, feeling guilty already for him being there in the first place.

“Don't worry about me baby. Just focus on getting better.” Jin kisses his forehead. “I'll leave after you take the medicine okay?” He adds after seeing Hoseok's grim expression. “Just let hyung stay until you fall asleep..”

"Hoba, Hoba, are you up?" Namjoon knocks on his hotel room door. "Hoseok-ah!" He calls a little louder, trying to not disturb the other guests. They had an early flight to their next destination and it was his job to be sure all his members were prepared.

"I'm up.." Hoseok calls back to him, quickly swallowing down some fever reducers with a cup of water. He woke up an hour ago to his own coughing,taking another dosage of the medicine Seokjin brought for him, slipping it into his bag.

He could still see the red tinge in his nose, and the bags underneath his eyes. I'm feeling better than yesterday..if I take it easy during rehearsal I'll be fine..my cheeks aren't flushed anymore..I'm okay..

He takes a deep breath, leaving the bathroom to let Namjoon in.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?” Namjoon asks entering the room. “Are you feeling better today?”

“I'm feeling much better, but I still have an annoying cough.. it won't stop me tonight though. I'll just keep the screaming to the minimum. I got this.” Hoseok puts on his shoes, trying to keep his J-hope's persona up, keeping his optimism high.

Namjoon narrows his eyes at Hoseok, not falling for his acting, but when he reached to touch the back of Hoseok's neck and felt no heat, he accepts it. “Just don't overdo it. Take it easy, especially at practice.”

“I will, I will. Let's go meet with the..others..”He coughs into his fist, the phelm draining into his throat. Hoseok covers his face with a mask, worried about his illness spreading to the others.

“I mean it Hope.” Namjoon says seriously, grabbing Hoseok's shoulder, stopping in front of him to look at him in the eyes. “If you start feeling worse you have to tell me. I don't want you getting hurt just because you don't want to disappoint anyone. We will all understand..both the team and Army. Okay?”

“I will.. I promise. I'll tell you or Seokjinnie-hyung. Don't worry Joon-ah...” Hoseok swears, offering his pinkie to Namjoon to try to ease the tension.

Namjoon wraps his pinkie around his awkwardly, blushing when be notices a family walking by to see them, the mother smiling at them.

“Let's go.” Namjoon quickly pulls away, getting a giggle out of Hoseok that turns into a cough.

“Why are you so embarrassed?” Hoseok asks, following Namjoon to the lobby. “It's no big-” his words got cut off by a bout of coughing.

“You should rest your voice.. I don’t want you to lose it..” Namjoon partly says it out of embarrassment but mostly out of worry for his ailing friend.

“Yes Joon..” Hoseok pretends to lock his lips, placing the ‘key’ in his pocket. He was relieved to be told not to talk, every syllable was painful and he was trying his hardest not to cough. It feels like my throats just as blocked as my nose.. it's hard to breathe, but I can already see the tension in Namjoon's shoulders.. he's worried enough..

“Here Hyung, you can have my coffee, i didn't have any ice left so its a little hot..” Jimin offers the cup of coffee he made, holding it out towards Hoseok before he could reply.

Hoseok goes to reject the offer, not wanting to take from the younger member, but Jimin pushed it into his hand. “thanks Jiminie..”

The boys get back into the mini bus they rented, Jin sliding in next to Hoseok and the other members swarming around the two of them.

They're going to be watching me all day.. I just hope the medicine kicks in soon.. it's getting harder to keep my coughing down and I can feel the cold creeping up already..

The boys were in position underneath the stage to be lifted up to the top, Hoseok holding onto Jin's hand, squeezing it.

“Are you okay Hoba?” Jin asks, squeezing his hand back. With the make up on, he couldn't tell if he was pale or if his cheeks were flushed. “Are you feeling sick?”

“I'm so scared my voice is going to crack like it did in the mic check..” Hoseok admits, his heart pounding wildly with nerves.

“If it cracks, then it cracks. You just have to continue, you can't help being sick Baby. Just like I couldn't help slipping on the wet stage during our show in Korea. Accidents happen. You just need to push through. You got this..” Jin tries to use his own embarrassment to make Hoseok feel better.

“Thanks hyung.. I think..I'm okay now..” Hoseok takes a deep breath, a cough coming when he tries exhaling, but it got drowned out by the crowd above them, the very top of their heads coming into view.

Everyone rushes to the correct position, Yoongi going forward, taking a deep breath before holding his mic to his face, his voice making the crowd go wild.

“bultaoreune.”

The seven boys jump right into the choreography.

Hoseok was okay during practice, hardly putting in any effort as Namjoon instructed but the sound of their screams made his head throb, taking all his will power to not touch it. He felt like he was already sweating under the stage lights, but he pushed through anyway.

“When I wake up in my room..” Hoseok sings his part without any flaws, the adrenaline helping him push through. I can do this.. I have to..

Hoseok covered his mic to cough, continuing to move through the choreography like nothing happened. He pushed through three songs before he couldn't hide the congestion that plagued him, not recognizing his own voice as he rapped.

Sh*t…this can't be happening..not now..

Hoseok tried to clear his throat and try again, but he found himself unable to get back on the right beat, singing faster than the music. His heart hammered in his chest, threatening tears.

Namjoon started rapping with him, putting his arm around his waist as they sang together. Namjoon pulls him aside when the part finished, removing one of his earpieces to whisper in his ear.

“It's okay Hoseok-ah. Don't cry.. no one's disappointed in you. You did your best..” Namjoon bends down to get the tea that staff prepared for him. “We're doing introductions after this song.. I'll try to give you time to rest..”

Hoseok nods, holding out his arms for Namjoon to hug him. Namjoon pulls him into a hug without hesitation. “If you can't do this you can tell me.”

Hoseok shakes his head. “I'm okay.. I just need my mic turned up..I can't sing as loud as I could earlier thats all..”

“Sh*t..” Namjoon quickly goes to his position when he hears no one singing. His hands shake when he pulled the mic to his lips, taking a breath, finding the beat to be able to rap.

Hoseok takes a drink and puts it down, trying to move into his position for the last verse, stepping on Jimin's foot in the process.

I messed Namjoon up and i might have hurt Jimin..I'm just holding the team back.. I need to try harder..

Hoseok watches Jimin move, noticing a slight limp when he moves, his stomach dropping. He ignored Namjoon's warning, refusing to hold back to avoid anymore mistakes, if he kept taking it slow he'll only be in the way. Jiminie..I'm sorry..

He felt his limbs trembling with effort as he goes through the last verse, panting heavily when they finally finished, his body screaming in pain.

Yoongi pulls Hoseok to sit with him and the others, running a hand through Hoseok's hair. “Hoseok-ah, you're sweating a lot.. are you okay?”

“Yeah.. I'm fine.. I just pushed it a bit on the last part because I felt bad for messing up.. I'm okay..”

Hoseok lies. In truth he didn't feel fine at all. He felt like he was freezing,forcing himself not to shake by keeping his body tensed. The sound of army cheering made it feel like his head was splitting, but he still smiled brightly at them when it was his turn to talk.

“I'm your hope…you're my hope… I'm Jay…”

“HOPE.”

It sounded like they were screaming louder than yesterday, he closed his eyes from the pain, taking a deep breath before continuing, forcing himself not to cough.

“I'm sorry Army..my voice is in really bad condition right now.. please forgive me..” Hoseok presses his hands together, falling forward when he bows when a wave of vertigo drowns him, forcing him into his face.

Hoseok pretends it was on purpose, putting his hands in front of him to properly bow.

“It's okay.. it's okay..” The crowd cheers, telling him how good he did, that he didn't have to be sorry, but their words only made his stomach churn.

I don't deserve them..

Hoseok stays still until the dizziness passes,slowly sitting up again. “Thank you Army.. I'll do my best..” he gives them a fake smile, getting to his feet, determined to give them a good show despite his health dropping by the minute..

With the introductions ending, the members go back to performing, doing two more songs before going into the back to change outfits.

Hoseok's mind was clouded with fever, but years of practice helped him through the choreography. Even with his mic as loud as it could go, his voice still hurt to go loud enough to be picked up on the mic, coughing every time he stopped singing.

His body was chilled to the bone despite the sweat that dripped into his eyes, wiping his brow with a shaky hand.

He's not doing well..he's going to get hurt if he continues..

Yoongi could see past his acting, seeing his body tremble with effort when he drops down to make it back to his feet. I should've stopped him after the first set of songs..

“I'm sure his fever has returned..” Yoongi says, yelling by Jin's ear to be heard over the other members singing and the crowd screaming.

Jin looks over at Hoseok, the makeup, that was hiding his flushed cheeks and reddened nose, nearly gone from the sweat that drenched his body. He could see him shivering despite how hot it was on stage, his jaw clenching with worry when he saw Hoseok coughing into his chest.

“Aiish, he doesn't listen.. I told him to take it easy and tell me if he got worse..” Jin moves over to Namjoon, who was already aware of the situation as soon as he saw Hoseok's coughing, threatening to make him fall forward.

We just have to finish this song.. then we'll go back stage.. just one more minute..

Namjoon goes straight to him when the lights go out, grabbing his arm to stop him from falling. “Hoseok-ah..” he was about to scold him for disobeying him when the sound of Hoseok's sniffling, shaking voice stops him.

“I'm so..sor..sorry..I can..can..can't do this..” Hoseok's voice comes out as hiccupy sobs, clinging to Namjoon, laying his head on his shoulder.

“It's okay.. it's okay..” Namjoon strokes his hair, but Hoseok shakes his head.

“n-no..i..I did..didn't..k..ke..keep my…my..pr..prom..ise..” Hoseok sobs, his body trembling. He whimpered softly, feeling dizzy once more.

“Hoseok-Ah..please don't cry.. you'll only make yourself worse.. it's okay.. we'll take care of you..” Namjoon promises, clutching him closer when he feels him swaying.

“but..but..the show..” Hoseok's voice comes as a high-pitched sob, unable to hold his emotions any more. "I..I can't do..do..i..i-"

“We can handle the show, you just need to rest instead.. it'll be fine. Okay? It's no big deal.. we can use a back track or have someone cover it. You're okay.." Namjoon says anything he could think of to try to calm Hoseok down, his eyes widening with fear when he feels him hyperventilating.

Hoseok nods, not trusting his voice to work anymore. Guilt knotted his stomach, threatening to make him sick.

Namjoon leads him to the back room, not wanting to be on the stage where the crowd could see their silhouettes, explaining the situation to staff.

"The clip will end in 2 minutes.." staff warns.

"I'll distract them." Jungkook offers his chest tightening to see the distraught Hoseok clinging to Namjoon as if his life depended on it.

Namjoon doesn't let go of Hoseok until he calmed down, him and Jin saying sweet nothings to calm him down. Hoseok forces himself to take deep breaths, knowing they wouldn't leave him until he pulled himself together..

Army are being kept waiting because of me.. I have to stop.. I can't feel sorry for myself..

"I..I'm okay..you..you can go.." Hoseok says softly, letting go of Namjoon. "Please.. I'l..ll be oka..okay.. just finish t..the show.."

Hoseok heard the beep of someone entering the hotel, being in and out of sleep for the past hour. The doctor diagnosed him with the flu, giving him some medicine and a saline drip, then sending him off with the instructions not to work for a week.

“Hoba? Are you up?” Jin whispers into the room, the other members peeking behind him.

“I'm up..” Hoseok answered in a hoarse whisper. The medicine the hospital gave him helped his fever, but his throat was still raw from coughing.

“how are you feeling?” Jin asks, turning on the lamp to be able to see Hoseok. He touches Hoseok's tear stained cheek, relaxing when they weren't as hot as earlier.

“i..I can't preform.. the..the doctor-” Hoseok felt the tears forming again, Jin covering his mouth with one finger.

“Hey, Hey that's not what I asked. Don't worry about that. All that matters now is that you get better.” Jin scolds him gently, sitting on the bed next to him.

“have you had any water recently? I brought you some tea with honey and ginger..” Jimin offers a drink, trying to get his mind off the concert. "It's really good.."

“we brought food too. It'll help get your strength up.” Jungkook adds in. “if you feel up to eating. I know we barely ate today..”

Hoseok shakes his head. “I..I haven't really been hungry.” he whispers, blinking rapidly to keep the tears from forming. The fact all of them just looked at him with concern and not anger and disappointment just made him feel worse. Why aren't they angry? I ruined the show and lied to them..it's so stressful to make last minute changes. I made it harder on them..

“I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry..” Hoseok couldn't keep hos tears at bay, clinging to the closest member. "I didn't mean to.." he sobs, burying his face in Jin's shoulder.

“hey..you don't have to be sorry for being sick.. things like this happen. You're only human baby..” Jin holds him close to his chest, feeling his heart ache when Hoseok trembles in his arms.

“the only thing you did wrong is..just that you tried hiding it.. we're a team you know? You don't have to worry about that sort of stuff.. we're more worried about your health..” Taehyung explains. “but it's okay now.. we'll get you feeling better..”

“but the tour..” Hoseok says with a desperate whimper.

“We'll figure that out later. Right now, all that matters is you.. let's get you washed up, okay?” Jin orders him softly. "We'll take care of everything.. but first. We need to take care of you.."

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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 cough during practice or during filming, that keeps getting worse until he eventually throws up on either caretaker Yoongi or Namjoon your choice. His fever is so high his sentences don't even make sense anymore by the end of it and he's very clingy because to him he's freezing.

I want someone to snap at him accidently from the worry he puts them through because they fell for his acting.. sorry English is not my first language. I hope it makes sense.

I'll try my best to try to match the prompt. I'm sorry it took so long.. my emotions are all over the place and I can't seem to write anything I like..

"Jimin you're moving too fast." Hoseok scolds him while they watch the replay of their practice. "And Jinnie-hyung, you didn't get in your spot for the second verse in time.. we'll have to try again.."

"I'm sorry Hyung." Jimin bows, panting softly. "Could you show me again?"

"Me too, I got confused on where it was.. can you show me again?" Jin asks, wanting to fix his mistakes.

Taehyung clears his throat to speak, his heart racing to even ask."Please, hyung.. I'm so tired.. can we do it.. tomorrow morning?" He asks softly, breathing heavily from exhaustion. He wasn't feeling well all day, but he didn’t want to miss practice. Not on the first day of a new choreography. They've been practicing for hours, and he knew everyone was tired too but he was at his limit. I just need a few minutes to rest..

"We almost got it.. we just need to work on timing. Just one more time, okay Taehyungie? I know how you feel.." Hoseok felt exhausted too, but they had a tight schedule of photoshoots, music videos,an award show, and they still needed to record for Run BTS. They couldn't afford to slow down.

"Just a quick water break, then? My throat is so scratchy.. I..i think I'm getting a cold.." Taehyung goes to get water before Hoseok gives an answer, coughing into his elbow.

"Okay, a few minutes of rest." Hoseok's heart twinges with guilt when he heard the low pitched coughing, rubbing Taehyung's back until they die down. Why didn't he say anything earlier about feeling sick? I would've been softer on him..

Everyone else follows suit, getting water to try to regain at least a little bit of their energy back. Yoongi goes up to Hobi, offering him water. “Here Hobi.. you should drink too..”

"Thanks, hyung."Hoseok takes a drink, surprised when he feels Yoongi pulling him away from Taehyung, going out of earshot of the vocalist.

"Taehyungie isn't the one messing up, and he's looking pale. I think you should let him sit it out, i don't want him getting worse before the MMAs." Yoongi speaks up on Taehyung's behalf, seeing him leaning against the mirror out of the corner of his eye.

Hoseok follows his gaze, seeing Jimin approaching his fellow 95er, offering him a towel to wipe off the sweat after he was stolen away. "Namjoon-ah!" He calls to the leader, not wanting to overstep his place. He led dance practice, but he didn't feel comfortable deciding without Namjoon.

"What's up Hoba?" Namjoon goes up to the two, sitting on the floor next to Hoseok.

"Yoongi-hyung thinks Taehyung should sit out practice. I wanted to know what you think about the matter. You're sharing a room with him.. what do you think?”

"He went to bed early last night. I asked if he was okay, he said he was, that he just had a headache and a scratchy throat from the recording sessions and that he was tired from the new diet he started a few days ago..." Namjoon explained what he knew about his roommates condition, looking at Taehyung. “If you think he shouldn't continue practice I trust you'll do what's best for the team..”

Hoseok looked over at Taehyung and Jimin, watching Jimin baby his soulmate. Jimin was letting Taehyung lay his head in his lap, gently rubbing a towel over Taehyung's wet hair. "You're getting my lap wet. Be sure to dry your hair properly before we go home okay?”

Taehyung nods sleepily. “Okay Minnie..I'll probably take a shower. I feel gross..” he says softly, coughing into his fist.

"I think he should sit out the rest of practice then. I think he'll be fine, just watching for now. I don't want to risk him getting worse when we have so much to do.." Namjoon agrees with Yoongi. Even it could be just him overreacting to a cold.

"Alright! Let's start from the top without V-sii..." Hoseok gets to his feet, Taehyung moving off Jimin so he could get up.

Jimin takes off his jacket, putting it on the floor for Taehyung."Here, lay on this if you want to lay down. The floor is a bit cold.”

Taehyung nods, spreading it out and curling up on top of it, watching the others gather together in the center, leaving his spot open. He tries to watch them practice, but it wasn't long before the ailing vocalist was asleep.

Namjoon wakes up to his alarm groaning as he stretches out on his bed. It felt like he only just fell asleep. He came in from his studio early in the morning, trying to fix the hook to the new song he was working on.

Namjoon jumps when he hears Taehyung coughing, relaxing when he finds the source of the sound, quickly turning to worry."Taehyung-Ah are you okay?" He rushes to the side of the younger member when he continues coughing instead of answering, quickly sitting him up. "Taehyung..”

"I'm..I'm okay.." Taehyung says in between coughs, gasping for air. Namjoon runs his hand across his back until the coughing stops, gently propping him against the wall. "Thanks Hyung.."

"You're cough got worse Tae.." Namjoon says sympathetically, placing his hand on Taehyung's cheek. "You feel a bit warm. I don't think you should film today, you should rest."

"No, no I'll be okay. I just need to take medicine.. it's nothing." Taehyung pouts, not wanting to miss run BTS. "I'm okay.." he repeats softly, giving Namjoon his puppy dog pout."I can do it."

Namjoon sighs, struggling to say no. "Stay here. I'll go get you some water and medicine, but if it doesn't get better in a couple hours you have to sit it out.. we have a music video to film on Tuesday.." Namjoon gets up, quickly leaving the room to the medicine cabinet, pulling out the thermometer and cough medicine.

I don't want to sit at home alone while everyone else films.. I have to convince Namjoonie-hyung I'm okay..

Taehyung forces himself to sit up, drinking some water to try to make him look better than he actually felt when Namjoon returns.

I could deal with the sniffles, but now it feels like his chest was filled with water, making it hard to breathe. It's just a bit of a chest cold...i can handle this..

Namjoon comes back into the room with the medicine, lulled into a sense of false security when he sees Taehyung was up on his own.

“Here Tae, I found some cough medicine and some pain killers.” Namjoon gives him the pill bottle while be pours the liquid into the measuring cup, but Taehyung struggled to get it with his trembling hands.

“You okay Tae?” Namjoon frowns when he notices Taehyung losing his patience with the bottle. “Here, switch with me. I'll get it.”

Taehyung pouts when he watches Namjoon open it in seconds, not realizing he wasn't a twist, that he had to line it up the arrows and pop it open. He just wanted the pain to stop.

Taehyung takes the shot of medicine, coughing on the bitter taste while Namjoon shakes out two pills for him.

“Thanks Hyung..” Taehyung sniffles, popping the pills into his mouth and washing them down with water. “I'm sorry if I kept you up..”

“You didn't. I slept fine, don't worry about that..” Namjoon reassures him.“I'll pick you an outfit today. You go shower. It should help your sinuses.” Namjoon orders gently, hearing Taehyung's uneven breathing.

“It's okay I can do it on my own.. I'm worried on what you might choose..” Taehyung tries to sound playful, but a cough takes away any chances of it working.

“Hey, if you don't like my style stop stealing my clothes you punk.” Namjoon plays along, smiling when Taehyung gives him a smile.

“But your jacket is so comfy..” Taehyung retrieves the “borrowed” jacket from the suitcase he never fully unpacked from their last trip, quickly throwing together an outfit of sweats and a plain shirt.

“You can wear it today, but you got to give it back. Okay?”

Taehyung let's out a small hum in response, going to the bathroom where Jungkook was washing his face with Hoseok.

“Good morning Hyungie, did you sleep well?” Jungkook greets him warmly.

“Are you feeling any better Taetae?” Hoseok asks, looking him over. He could see that the red tinge at the rip of his nose and that his face was drained of his usual honey color he had in the summer months.

“yeah, yeah I just got a bit of a cold.. I'll be okay..Namjoonie-hyung got me some medicine already.. I was going to take a hot.. shower to try to clear my sinuses a bit.” Taehyung says suppressing another cough. He tried to sound nonchalant, but both boys could hear him having to pause in-between sentences to breathe.

“You don't sound okay..” Jungkook frets, rubbing the back of Taehyung’s neck, feeling the tension.“I'll get the water ready for you.”

Taehyung strips while Jungkook adjusts the water to be steamy, but to not burn his ailing hyung. “Thanks Kook-ah..”he smiles, undressing to get in the water.

Taehyung is looking really thin. Was he that small last week? Hoseok searches for his phone, looking through his photos, finding the photo he was looking for.

He took a photo of Jimin and Taehyung during the last run bts episode, and Hoseok was right, even with his soaked shirt clinging to his body Taehyung still looked bigger than he did now.

Taehyung got in breathing in the steam to try to ease the congestion, coughing up phlegm as quietly as possible. It feels like there's no end to it..

“Taehyungie don't take too long, you still need time to eat.” Hoseok warns him, his voice thick with worry at the sound of him coughing.

“I'm not really hungry Hyung, I'll eat later.” Taehyung's voice is nearly drowned out by the shower.

“Just try for hyung okay?” Hoseok asks, leaving with Jungkook when Taehyung agrees with a soft ‘okay’.

“what's up Hyung? You look like you're deep in thought.” Jungkook asks while Hoseok leads him go the kitchen to eat.

“Huh? Oh..no. it's nothing. I'm just worried if doing run bts will be too much for Taehyungie.” Hoseok keeps his discovery to himself, not wanting to draw anymore attention to Taehyung.

“I hope it's nothing physically taxing..” Jin agrees, giving a portion of rice to Hoseok and Jungkook.

“He seems to have more energy than yesterday, but his cough sounds worse..” Namjoon looks towards the bathroom, focusing to see if he could hear him coughing.

“It'll be fine, we'll just keep an eye on him. If someone thinks it's too much we'll make him stop. He'll pout but he'll get over it.” Yoongi calms his members with his quick solution.

Taehyung spends a little too long in the shower on purpose to avoid eating. The thought of eating made him feel queasy. The shower helped loosen the mucus, but it only changed his problem from being completely clogged to dripping down his face.

“Are you almost finished Tae?” Namjoon calls from the other side of the door.

“Yes.. sorry Hyung..” Taehyung replies, turning off the water and quickly drying off. “I just need to dry my hair and get dressed..”

“Alright, if you hurry you should be able to get a quick bite before we go.” Namjoon leaves Taehyung to finish getting ready, going to the other members.

“He wasn't asleep just quiet..” he informs the other members, going back to his cup of coffee.

“Maybe the steam and medicine really helped him.” Jimin says with a hopeful expression, but that wasn't the case.

Taehyung has just gotten really good at hiding it.

Taehyung tries to sniffle quietly, the cameras rolling as the seven of them pick teams. The challenge this week was soccer, being in theme with FIFA World Cup since their team made it to the finals.

“I got red.” Jimin says looking at his paper.

“Me to.” Taehyung smiles, hugging onto Jimin.

“Same here..” Yoongi says complaining softly when Taehyung pulls him close. “Agh, Taehyung don't grab me, don't grab me..”

Everyone else got on the blue team, except for Jin who got a purple mark. “Mines..purple?”

“I'll explain it. The matches will be four on four. We got a special guest. We will be doing a quiz to see who will be on the team with a professional player, the loser getting whoever got the purple card..”a staff member explains.

“Ah, that's what this is..wait, i'm a consolation prize?”Jin pouts.

“No, no. You'll be MC for the quiz. It's just the luck of the draw.” the director waves his arms, clearing the confusion.

Just my luck. All seven of us are playing.. I was hoping to be the MC and stay on the sidelines..

Taehyung tried to quietly cough while staff was explaining the rules. It was only a little past noon, but exhaustion was already hitting him hard, pursing his lips together as he yawned.

Namjoon went over to staff, whispering in their ear. “Can we just have our guest with Taehyungie's team? He's not feeling well and think he should have a handicap..”

“We need to do the quiz or the episode will be too short.. I'm sorry.” The director bows apologetically.

“No, no it’s okay. I have another idea..” Namjoon bows, returning to his team.

“What's Namjoon up to?” Jimin watched with curiosity when he sees Namjoon's worried expression and the staff apologizing.

“Probably telling them about Taehyungie.” Yoongi shrugs, watching Namjoon gather his team. Or he's planning to find a way to help Tae..

“I'm okay,it's just a bit of runny nose and cough. No big deal.” Taehyung gives them a smile, but they could still see the pain in his eyes and the congestion in his voice when he spoke.

“Please don't push it, Taetae, it doesn't matter if we win or not.. There's no penalty, just reward, and you're more important than a prize, so take it easy. Okay?” Jimin asks, pressing his palms together as he pleads, knowing how competitive he could get, especially against Jungkook.

“I promise I won't, don't worry o..” Taehyung feels the itch building in his throat, turning away from him covering his face with his arm the coughs he was holding back come all at once.

“Taehyung..” Jimin braces Taehyung when he starts to double over, helping him gently sit in the grass.

Yoongi rushes to get him water, the other four members moving past him towards Taehyung to check on him.

“Taehyung I don't think you-” Namjoon goes to cut him out of the game,but Taehyung shakes his head, spitting out the thick mucus that forced its way out onto the grass.

“I'm fine..I'm fine, I..just choked a bit..” Taehyung says in between deep breaths. “Please Hyung, I want to play..”

Yoongi returns with a water bottle, giving it to Taehyung and a few cough drops.

“It's nice outside today and can just be a goalie. I'll be okay, please.. I don't want to disappoint army..they are always so sad when someone's missing..” Taehyung begs, opening his eyes wider and tilting his head slightly, looking like a pouting puppy.

“Taehyung-ah..” Jin uses a stern tone, softening when he sees Taehyung's face drop, eyes threatening tears. Sh*t, he's at risk of getting worse either way.. he's just going to beat himself up about it if he doesn't play..

Jin sighs, rubbing Taehyung's shoulder. “Fine, you can play until we think you're at your limit, no arguing about it.”

Taehyung lights up again. “Thank you hyung!” He wraps around the oldest member, hugging him. “I'll take it easy. I swear.. I can do this..”

“Don't make me regret this..okay?” Jin hugs him back, rubbing his back.

“I can't wait to play with everyone!” Taehyung ignores Jin's comment, giving a bright smile. I won't let them down..

Jin gets the questions from staff, watching Taehyung closely as they go through the questions. Taehyung whispered an answer to Jimin,clearly avoiding yelling his name to be called on.

“Jimin! False!” He answers confidently, trusting Taehyung despite not knowing if it was the right answer.

“correct!” Jin confirms, quickly getting to the next question. He wanted to get through the episode as quickly as possible, and it was clear the other members felt the same. They fly through the quiz, getting to the last question within ten minutes.

“mid-fielder!” Hoseok yells the wrong answer confidently, even though he knew it wasn't right. The score was tied and he didn't want to win the match. Taehyungie needs a good player so he can rest more..

“Wrong!” Jin tells him, turning to Taehyung's team to answer.

“forward! He's a forward!” Jimin replies excitedly, putting his team at the five points they needed.

“Aiish…” Hoseok pretends to be upset about losing, looking down in defeat. “Sorry..”

“It's okay. It's okay. Seokjinnie-Hyung is pretty athletic too, he can bounce the ball across those wide shoulders.”

“Come join us Seokjinnie-hyung!” Jungkook calls to Jin with open arms. “Join the losing team!”

Jin runs to Jungkook, the two hugging.

“I'm sorry I didn't help answer many questions, I couldn't remember anything about soccer..” Taehyung apologizes, bowing his head.

“Don't worry about it, I only got two answers right out of the five questions I tried answering..”

“Don't worry about it. It's good to rest your voice right now.” Yoongi reassures him. “we won. Be happy.”

“Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Lee Kang-in..” Their fourth player comes to them and after a brief introduction the game begins.

“Hyung over here!” Jimin calls to Yoongi to pass the ball to him, wanting to keep the ball as far away from the goal where Taehyung was.

Yoongi passes the ball, Jimin running it away from the goal, but Jungkook quickly intercepted it.

Taehyung only had to watch the ball, but he was finding it hard to focus. The sun felt unconfirmed warm against his back, wiping the sweat from his neck despite the fact he hasn't moved much since the game started.

He almost didn't notice the ball flying towards him from Jungkook's powerful kick, trying to brace himself to catch it, but he ends up moving too slow, the ball going straight into his stomach, knocking him into the net.

“Hyung!” Jungkook rushes to the goal, dropping to his knees next to Taehyung. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kicked it that hard. Are you okay?”

Taehyung nods, unable to stop his coughing. He couldn't tell if was from getting hit or if it was from holding them back, but he could hardly breathe.

Jungkook lifts up Taehyung's shirt, tearing up when he sees the red mark on his stomach where the ball hit him. “I need ice! An cold press…something quickly or it'll bruise up!”

“It..it's okay Koo..it.. it was an accident.. don't cry..” Taehyung tries to comfort the younger member between coughs.

Jungkook gently rubs his hand across to try to ease the pain, staff quickly coming to ice the area. “Will he have to go to the doctor? Is it bad?”

The staff member gently presses the reddened area, watching Taehyung's reaction. “How badly does it hurt?”

“It's okay.. really.. just a little bruise.. nothing serious..I just got the wind knocked out when I fell on my back..” Taehyung takes a few deep breaths, the cough dying down again. My head,chest and throat hurt more than anything..

“Don't act tough if it hurts Taehyung-ah, you could get serious injury from getting hit in the abdomen like that..” Yoongi sits next to him, checking himself. Taehyung didn't give any reaction to him pressing the ice pack against him, and Taehyung's breathing quickly slowed again.

“I'm fine hyung. Thanks for worrying though.” Taehyung hugs Yoongi, making the Deagu rapper tense up.

“You're really warm Taehyungie.. you shouldn't be that warm..especially with that cold press against your belly..” Yoongi places a hand on his cheek, feeling the heat coming off of it.

“What? No..no I'm okay.. it's just a little hot.. I just need water and to not stand still roasting in the sun. I just need water..” Taehyung breaks away from Yoongi, making it to his feet to try to prove his point.

“Sit Tae. I'll get it.” Hoseok runs to get him water.

“The score is tied at three.. two more points and someone wins, I'll be fine. It's almost done.” Taehyung reassures his worried brothers, taking a drink of water.“Just let Me finish the episode. Then I'll rest all you want..”

Taehyung got his way with the members, pushing another five minutes for the game to finish.

“We won Taetae! We did it!” Jimin cheers when he shoots the ball past Hoseok's out reached hands.

Taehyung wanted to cheer with Jimin, but he knew if he tried to scream with him he'd only cough again. Instead he opted to run towards his open arms hugging him close. “We won.” He smiles, speaking in a softer tone.

Jimin could feel Taehyung's heart racing much faster than it should, even with him leaving the goalie position to play, but he didn't want to ruin the moment. Taehyung was smiling and that's all that mattered right now.

Jimin went to let Taehyung go, but his soulmate was still clinging to him, only tightening when he tries moving away.

“I'm..I'm dizzy..” Taehyung whispers, closing his eyes to try to ease the feeling. Even with his eyes closed, being completely still, he felt like his body was spinning. He takes deep breaths to try to stay conscious, but they come out as shaky panting.

“Taehyungie..” Jimin strokes the back of Taehyung’s head, trying to keep calm despite his heart rate spiking with worry when he feels Taehyung leaning heavily against him, unsure on if he was panicked or just unable to catch his breath. “It-It's s okay.. it's okay I got you.”

“I'm..I'm okay..i..I just..” Taehyung tries talking,trying to calm Jimin, but the tickle in his throat causes another coughing fit, burying his face in Jimin's shoulder. Sh*t..

Jimin slowly lowers Taehyung to the ground, turning him to lean against his chest, gently rubbing his chest to try to ease the pain for him. “You're really sick, Tae.. my poor baby..”

Taehyung gasps for air in-between coughs, his lungs burning as he desperately tries to fill them with air, squeezing Jimin's hand as the hacking cough continued. “Can..can't…” Can't breathe.. it hurts.. it feels like I'm trying to breathe under water..

“Hold on.. it'll be okay..Hyung will fix it..”

Namjoon quickly runs to the van, getting one of the portable respirators, out of breath himself by the time he returned to Taehyung. He holds it up to the vocalist's mouth, relaxing when Taehyung took a deep breath, followed by another before coughing again. “Breathe for me Taehyung..just take deep breaths..okay..?”

Taehyung nods, panting in-between coughs until they finally stop.“I'm..I'm sorry.. im..I'm okay now..”

“No. You pushed yourself to hard Taehyung-ah.. I knew this was too much for you..” Yoongi hisses, annoyed with himself for not putting a stop to it.

He seemed fine after drinking water and popping in a cough drop. He wasn't coughing.. just a bit breathy and hoarse. He wasn't stumbling when he ran, just a little cautious..

“I'm sorry Yoongi-hyung..” Taehyung apologizes softly, forcing himself to sit up straight again. “I just wanted to-”

“No more excuses Taehyung. You were warned to be careful and you still pushed yourself, lying to us every step of the way when we tried to help you. You need to know when to accept that you can't do something. You'll drag the whole team down with your mistakes. How will you do a tour with a cough like that?” Yoongi sucks in his breath when he hears the harshness in his tone, eyes widening when he looks at Taehyung's expression.

Taehyung tenses, eyes pooling with tears, covering his face with his trembling hands. His stomach churned with guilt, swallowing hard. “I l-let you down?” he sobs, his voice shaking. “I ru.r.u.in..d it..f..f..’ He couldn't get the words to form, his voice turning into a cough that rattled his chest.

“No, no Taehyung I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that..” Yoongi reaches for Taehyung, but the ill vocalist pulls away from him. “Tae…” he whispers, eyes widening. “I'm sorry..”

Why are you sorry? I'm the one who got sick.. who refused to admit it.. I deserve this.. they might cancel the tour because of me..

Taehyung pulls his knees to his chest, burying his face inside them, his breath coming out in short gasps.

“Yoongi leave him alone for now okay?” Jin says with narrowed eyes. Taehyung had always been sensitive, especially when he wasn't feeling well. “he needs to calm down..” How could you lose your patience like that? You were so gentle with him yesterday..

Jimin wraps his arms around Taehyung forcing him to lift his head, wiping his tears away. “hey.. hey don't cry.. it's okay.. he's just worried about you. He's scolding you out of love. Yoongi-hyung isn't mad at you..”

“B-but..i..i..” Taehyung tries talking, but it only makes him start coughing again, leaning into Jimin when another ripple of vertigo crashes over him, making him feel sick to his stomach.

“TaeTae, shh.. don't talk right now.. it's okay..I know..you only wanted to make army happy, but being sick and not taking care of yourself will make them worry..so let's focus on getting you home..”

“the..the..outro?” Taehyung whispers, sniffling to try to make it easier to breathe.

“No baby, we have to get you home. We can film one later.” Jimin tells him softly. “You're more important than the episode. It can wait..”

“Jungkook-Ah, help me get him out..”Namjoon whispers, not wanting to wake Taehyung. He slept through the whole car ride home, coughing in his sleep.

Jungkook puts his hand on Taehyung's cheek to keep him from falling when Namjoon opens his door, moving out from next to the sleeping vocalist.

“Sit him up just enough for me to get my arm across..” Namjoon orders softly.

With Jungkook's help he gets one arm around Taehyung's shoulders and another underneath his legs, slowly pulling him forward. Jungkook follows, not moving his hand until Taehyung's head was able to rest on Namjoon’s chest.

“He's light..” Namjoon frowns, whispering softly as they go inside. “And I'm already sweating.. we need to cool him down.. “

“We don't want to risk waking him. With that cough, it'll be hard for him to fall back to sleep. Don't mess with him until he wakes up, okay?” Jin orders, his heart sinking when Taehyung starts coughing, holding his breath until the coughing dies down again. “He didn't wake.”a mix of concern and relief filled his voice.

“I'll stay with him until he wakes up..” Yoongi speaks for the first time since he tried to apologize to Taehyung. His health dropped so much after I snapped at him.. the doctor almost kept him overnight.. this is partially my fault. This is the least I can do..

“BTS would be better without you. You're nothing but trouble. I knew that the moment I laid eyes on you that you'd never listen.” The Namjoon in Taehyung's dreams looked at him with annoyance, leaving the room.

“You're a big cry baby who just holds everyone back.” Yoongi adds in next. "This is your third time getting sick this month. You can't handle being an idol." He followed Namjoon out.

“You shouldn't sign the contract with everyone else. We'll be evened out, 3 vocalists and three rappers.” Jungkook takes the pen that Taehyung was holding, disappearing out the door.

“BTS is everything to me.. you guys are my family.. I want to stay with you..” Taehyung sobs, covering his face. “I want to stay.. please stay with me Jiminie.."

“Well you're no longer wanted. I'm tired of your mistakes.. I'm tired of having to listen to you whine and cry because you don't know how to handle being an idol. Just quit already.” Jimin says with a cold tone that makes Taehyung's heart shatter.

Taehyung felt something shaking him, pulling him out of the nightmare, tears pooling down his cheeks. He doesn't even take the time to look who It is. He just wanted the comfort of a person.

“Taehyung..it's over now.. it was just a dream. You're okay..” Yoongi speaks softly, stroking Taehyung's soaked hair.

“I..i..I do..don..'t..w.e..wa..ewn..i..st..ay..ay..no..” Taehyung tried to speak, but the words came out as a jumbled high-pitched sob. "I.i..wan.."

“Taehyung-ah, baby.. you need to breathe..I don't know what your saying.. you have to calm down..” Yoongi panicks when Taehyung doesn't respond to his voice, tears still streaming down the vocalist's cheeks, coughing out words that didn't even sound like a real language.

Taehyung clung desperately to Yoongi as if he let go he would leave him just like the one in his dream. His breaths came out as small quick squeaks. “Hy..hy..ng..m..m..s..r..y..” He closes his eyes tightly when he another wave of dizziness crashes over him, leaning into Yoongi.

“Taehyungie..you have to breathe..please..you're going to faint if you don't..Taehyung look at me..” Yoongi uses his finger to push Taehyung's chin upwards so their eyes meet, his chest tightening when he sees the redness in Taehyung's cheeks and the blue tint in his lips. “Taehyung please..” He pleads, eyes shining with tears. I don't know what to do, and the others won't be back for another hour..

Taehyung blinks, trying to get his eyes to focus on Yoongi, unable to process anything except that he was crying, reaching to touch his cheek to confirm he was seeing correctly.

I made him cry.. I made him worry even more.. why can't I do anything right? I am nothing but a burden.. I'm sorry, Yoongi..

Taehyung tried taking deep breaths, but the coughs wouldn't stop. Each attempt was more painful than the last, his sides burning with effort. “Ca..ca..can't..” he whimpered, his stomach lurching. It was too much stress on his body, his muscles searing with pain from his efforts to breathe. “Yoongi..” Taehyung tries to quickly push Yoongi away from him, but Yoongi didn't let him go, coughing up a mix of rice, water and mucus down Yoongi's back.

“Sh*t.. Taehyung..” Yoongi releases him, eyes widening. He wasn't concerned about the mess, only about the ailing vocalist, quickly looking for a bin when he hears him gagging again. He finds a trash can underneath the desk, quickly putting it in Taehyung's lap for the next round of sick.

Yoongi quickly strips off his shirt, holding Taehyung from behind to help support him, having his arm around Taehyung's chest to keep him from falling forward.

Taehyung gagged up another mouthful of thick liquid into the bin, whimpering from the burning in his muscles as they pushed up more.

“I got you baby, it's okay.. it'll be o-over soon.. just try…try to breathe..” Yoongi spoke both to Taehyung and himself, feeling his own heart hammering in his chest almost in sync with Taehyung. He could hear his stammering, cursing himself for letting himself get worked up when Taehyung needed him to be strong, wiping away his tears furiously.

The sickness ends just as quick as it started,hardly having anything in his stomach to throw up. He leans into Yoongi, panting heavily in between coughs. He continued to force himself to take in deep breaths, shivering violently despite the sweat that coated his body. “im..im..sorry.."

"It's no big deal.. it's my fault for not letting go. It's just clothing.." Yoongi tried to keep his voice steady, but he could feel Taehyung's shivering against him.

"I'm..I'm freezing..:

Yoongi didnt need to check with s thermometer to know he had a high fever. He could feel the uncomfortable heat radiating off of the younger member.“You got one h-hell of a f-fever.. you need to go-”

“No! No..I wa..wan..” Taehyung panicks, the memory of his dream still fresh in his mind, struggling to hold back his coughs, failing miserably. I'll get better.. I promise.. please just let me stay..

The door opens to the room, Yoongi's head jerking up towards the sound, letting out a sigh of relief when he sees the other members entering the room.”You're here..” Yoongi sniffles, biting his lip to try to stop new tears from forming. They cut it short to get back sooner..

“Yoongi I think you need a break.. Me and Jimin can take over okay?” Namjoon wipes the tears from Yoongi's cheeks.

“No. No I can't go.. not un.until I kn..know he's okay..” Yoongi shakes his head, but doesn't stop Jimin from pulling Taehyung to him. Jimin can calm down Taehyung better than I can..

“At least go get some water and take a few minutes to breathe..” Namjoon gently pushes him, but Yoongi tenses his body, making himself as heavy as possible. “Hyung..” He's really worked up…what happened while we were gone?

Namjoon didn't ask out loud,not wanting to add more fuel to the fire. "Did you give him any medicine?"

"No, he was too shaken up..I only just..just..now got him to stop hyperventilating.." Yoongi was trying to keep his emotions under control, but his voice still trembled.

“It's okay Hyung. We'll get him better, just try to calm down. You'll get sick too..” Jimin strokes Taehyung's hair. “Poor Taetae.."

“Minnie..” Taehyung clings to his new care taker, only then processing who had him. “I'm so.so..rry. I w..wo..won't cry any..an..more..I won't..”

“What? Taehyungie I don't know what you're talking about. Baby it's okay to cry..” Jimin blinks twice, perplexed about what his soulmate was talking about.

“He..he had a bad dream..” Yoongi explains, taking a deep breath. “It made his fever spike..he was..wasn't breathing, he j..just kept..coughing and when he tried talking..” he trails off, the image of Taehyung’s terrified face flashing through his mind.

Namjoon pulls Yoongi into a hug. “Hey, hey you don't have to talk about it..it's okay. You did your best.” He's hardly breathing, and I can feel his heart pounding. He's just as scared as Taehyung..

“Taehyungie, I promise I'll never be upset with you for crying. You're my best friend..I'll always be here when you need me.. every single one of us will. Don't ever feel like you need to hide your emotions from us.. we're family. We need to stick together..”

Jimin's words started getting through to Taehyung, his heart starting to slow. This..this is the Jimin I know..that one..the one in my dream..

“Taehyung..” Yoongi reaches for his hand, finally finding the words he needed to say, cheeks tinging pink. “I love you.. that's why I got so upset earlier.. I shouldn't have said it like that.. I just..” he sighs. There's no excuse for snapping like that.. I'm supposed to be the older brother..

Taehyung squeezes Yoongi's hand. “I love you too..” He smiles weakly, coughing into his elbow.

“Are you calmed down enough to take some medicine baby?” Jimin asks, brushing the bangs from Taehyung's forehead.

“I don't know..i think I might throw it up..my stomach is in knots..” Taehyung admits softly, his body already growing heavy with exhaustion.

“Will you try for me? If we can't bring your fever down we'll haffgh..” Yoongi stops him from finishing his sentence, covering Namjoon's face with his hand.

“We'll figure it out. I'll try cooling him down with a wet cloth or give him a bath.” Yoongi didn't want to risk a repeat of when he suggested it.

“He's asleep..” Jimin whispers when he feels Taehyung's body grow heavier in his arms. “Aiish, he's like a heated blanket that's up too high..”

“I'll move him then.” Namjoon offers, but Yoongi is already gently moving Taehyung onto the bed.

“I'm going to go get the wash cloth and water..” Yoongi sways when he stands, Namjoon quickly grabbing his arm to steady him. “Woah, careful Hyung.. don't get up so fast.”

“You've been crying. You should drink some water first. I'll go get you some.” Jimin gets up, to get some water, but Yoongi doesn't wait for Jimin to return to go into the kitchen filling a bowl with luke warm water.

“Hyung I said to take it easy..You aren't looking well..”Jimin sighs, passing him the water bottle. His hands are shaking, and he looks so pale.. he really needs to rest..

“Its just a headache from crying. I'll just take some medicine and I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. It's Taehyungie who's suffering.” Yoongi takes a drink of water, then takes the bowl of water and a wash cloth into the bedroom.

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

Continue?

[alexxjewel]

I got 23 drafts that are only halfway finished because I just don't like them and can't bring myself to post them, so I'm going to just type without looking back and post the results. This method worked before I'll just use it again

I asked my friend to choose a number and they chose 2. That makes Yoongi our sickie.

Sickie: Yoongi with flu (emeto warning)

Caretaker: Jin and a bit of Hobi

"Everyone be careful, it's icy here.." Namjoon warns when his foot slips, using Jungkook to catch himself.

"Aiish!" Yoongi tries to quickly grab Jimin to steady himself, but both boys fall to the ground.

"Yoongi, jiminah are you okay?" Jin offers his hands to help them up, pulling Jimin to his feet.

Jimin grabs Jin's hand, but Yoongi doesn't make any move to get up. Eyes screwed shut with pain.

"Yeah, just a sore bottom.." Jimin says rubbing his bottom. "But Yoongi-hyung.. are you okay?"

"Hyung are you hurt?" Hoseok bends down to check on him, helping him sit up slowly.

"Yeah..I'm okay..i just fell on my..back..it..just knocked the..wind out of..me..I'll be okay.." Yoongi says breathlessly, wincing when he sits up, reaching for Hoseok's out reached hand.

"Your hands are freezing hyung.." Hoseok frowns, rubbing them between his. "What happened to your gloves?"

"I couldn't find my gloves. It's just that I touched the snow when i fell.. It's fine, Hoba."

"Are you sure?" Jin asks, brushing the snow off of Yoongi's back. "You should get checked out just in case."

Yoongi checks his shoulder, rolling it back, letting out a deep breath when he doesn't make the pain worse. "I'm okay.."

"There's a little shop up ahead. We can take a rest there." Jungkook says, pointing to a cafe. "Jimin-sii is shivering and I can hear Taehyungie-hyung’s teeth chattering.."

"Sounds good.. I'm freezing too and could use a warm coffee." Jin leads Yoongi, keeping an arm around him for support.

The seven members enter the cafe together, sitting at a booth. Jimin hugs Taehyung close trying to warm the fellow 95er.

"I'll order for us." Namjoon offers, getting up.

"I'll come help you carry them." Hoseok follows Namjoon to the counter.

"Yoongi do you want to go back to the lodge after this? I'll walk back with you if you want." Jin asks,trying to warm his hands. "I don't want you pushing yourself if you're hurting.."

"I'll be okay, Hyung. I'm feeling better now." Yoongi blushes, pulling away from Jin to wipe his dripping nose. "We're already so close to the theater.. it's been forever since we watched a movie together. It's just sitting in a theater."

Namjoon returns with Hoseok to the table, passing out the cups.

"This one is Taehyungie's." Namjoon says, motioning to the one with a stirring stick inside.

"Once we warm up a bit, we should still make the movie. We did leave early in case we got lost." Yoongi sips his coffee, the hot liquid warming his insides.

"Alright. We'll leave in ten minutes.."

"Where's Yoongi?" Jin asks when he looks around the table, noticing there were only five members sitting around the table for breakfast.

"I haven't seen him all morning.. he must still be asleep." Namjoon replies. "Should we wake him?"

"He was up pretty late last night.. I'll just ask if he wants to eat. If he doesn't, we'll let him sleep a little more." Jin gets up to check on his former roommate.

"Yoongi-yah.." Jin knocks softly on the door but gets no answer. He checks the handle, opening the door a crack to peek into the room.

Yoongi was buried underneath his blankets, Jin unable to see anything except for a few fingers poking out from the corner.

"It looks like he's still asleep.." Taehyung whispers by Jin, making the older member jump.

"Aiish!" Jin covers his mouth, relaxing when he sees it's just the younger vocalist. "Vuu, you scared me.." he whispers. "Don't sneak up on me like that.."

"Sorry Hyung, I thought you heard me following you.." Taehyung apologies, lowering his head.

"Let him sleep a bit longer. We don't have any plans until this afternoon anyway." Jin ushers Taehyung back to the kitchen, unaware of the mistake he made.

Yoongi woke up a half hour later, pulling the blanket tighter around his body, a shiver running down his spine. "Mmm.." He moans softly when a ripple of pain runs across his stomach, hugging a pillow to his sore middle.

I don't feel well at all...it was just a dull ache last night..now I can't stop shaking..

Yoongi reaches for the water on the bedside table, hand trembling from the fever that plagued him. Even the slow movement made the pain worse."Hyung..." Yoongi's voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, hugging the pillow once more.

I can't do this..I'm gonna be sick..

Yoongi sits up slowly, his body aching with every movement. "Hymm.." he tries to call louder, but another wave of nausea makes his word break off into a whimper, his stomach pushing up his dinner from last night.

He clamps his hand over his mouth swallowing hard to keep the sick down. He knew if he tried to move he would just throw up all over the bed. Tears of frustration streaked his cheeks, staring at the small trash can underneath the desk.

He felt his stomach lurch up again, trying to untangle himself from the blankets, but it was too late. The sick escaped through the cracks in his fingers, gagging on the foul taste that filled his mouth.

He tried to swallow it down, but another mouthful was pushing its way up his body, becoming more than he could hold. Yoongi moved his hand away from his mouth, spraying the sick all over his blanket.

"Hyung.." Yoongi called desperately, feeling his stomach churning again. He tried to hold down the bile that rose in his throat until Jin came,but his body just wouldn't cooperate with him.

Jin rushes in the room when he hears Yoongi calling, eyes widening when he sees Yoongi throwing up. "Aiigo, Yoongi.." he scanned the room for the trashcan, quickly getting it from underneath the desk and putting it in Yoongi's lap. "It's okay..it's okay hyung is here.." he gently pulls the blanket away from Yoongi, pushing it towards the edge of the bed.

Yoongi hugs the bin to his chest, releasing another round of sick with a gag. "Hyung..." he whines softly, shaking uncontrollably.

Jin wraps his arm around Yoongi, holding him up. "I know baby, I know.. you'll feel better once it's out..don't try to fight it.." he speaks in a soothing tone, gently rubbing his other hand across Yoongi's spine. Another mouthful of bile rises up Yoongi's throat. With a proper bin and Jin by his side, he doesn't try to stop it, allowing the hot bile to fill the bin.

Jin notices Jungkook watching in the doorway. I know you want to help, but Yoongi won't want you seeing him like this.."Jungkook-ah, take care of the blanket for me." He ordered, using a stern tone to get him moving.

Jungkook folds the blanket so the Vomit is covered up by the clean sides, quickly leaving the room.

"And tell the others to stay out unless I ask for them." Jin adds, turning his attention away from his youngest dongsaeng to his oldest. Yoongi lost all the color to his face besides his bright red nose, taking in quick gasps of air between gagging. "Yoon, I know it hurts, but I need to you to take deep breaths for me okay?"

Yoongi nods, trying to take a deep breath in, wincing. "I..it hurts.. it hurts to breath.." he whines, his muscles tightening again to force up a smaller amount of bile, spitting it into the bin.

"I know baby, It's almost over, just endure it a little longer for hyung okay?" Jin wipes the tears from Yoongi's eyes with his sleeve.

Yoongi nods, dry heaving a few more times before the last bit finally comes. He sniffles wetly, leaning against Jin. "I..I'm..I'm sorry.."

Jin gets the water bottle from the table and opening it. "You have no reason to be sorry.. you called for help and that's all I expect from you. You did good.."

Yoongi goes to grab the water bottle, but Jin pulls it away. "No baby let hyung do it,you're shaking and it's still mostly full."

Yoongi lets Jin tip the water bottle by his mouth, taking in a small mouthful and swishing it around to try to get rid of the acid tang, spitting it into the bin.

"You okay, Yoongi?" Jin asks, brow furrowing with worry when he sees Yoongi spit out the water, fearful of another round when he was still recovering from the first.

Yoongi pushes the bin away from himself, feeling woozy at the smell. "I don't want it anymore.." his voice comes out hoarsely, clearing his throat.

"That's okay. I'll put it on the floor for now." Jin places it down on the floor, offering another drink to Yoongi.

Yoongi takes a few swallows of water before turning away, wrapping his arm around himself. "It's cold.." he tells Jin softly when he sees the worried expression.

"You're burning up, though, Yoon.." Jin could feel the heat radiating off of Yoongi's body, beads of sweat glimmering on his skin. "Let's get you out of that wet shirt. It should help.. can you lift up your arms for me?"

Yoongi obeys, letting Jin gently tug the shirt over his head. "Don't go.." he whispers when Jin gets off the bed.

"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I'm just going to get you a dry shirt from your suitcase. Okay?" Jin slowly goes to the suitcase, his heart racing with anxiety to hear Yoongi being so clingy.

He usually just wants to be left alone to sleep.. How high is his fever?

He checks his pocket for his phone, sighing when he finds them empty. He gets a t-shirt from the suitcase and returns to the bed with Yoongi. "Here Yoongi, arms up one more time."

Yoongi doesn't put his arms up as high this time, exhaustion weighing him down. Jin works around it, leading his arms into the sleeves and gently getting it over his head. "There we go. Is that any warmer?"

Yoongi just gives a low groan as a reply, leaning into Jin for warmth. He was finding it harder to stay awake, his eyes closing and opening. "Tired.."

"I know, I know.. just stay up a little bit longer for me okay..? I just need you to take some medicine for your fever.. Hoba!" Jin calls for the next oldest member, Hoseok quickly coming to his call.

"Hoba, I need you to get medicine for Yoongi.. he doesn't want me to leave.." Jin brushes Yoongis hair from being plastered against his forehead, kissing the center to try to gauge how warm he was. "And a cloth and warm water please?"

"Okay, Hyung." Hoseok looks at Yoongi curled up against Jin's side, eyes unfocused and confused when he hears his voice, trying to process who entered. "He's really not well.." Hoseok frowns, quickly leaving the room.

"Yoongi, just stay up a little bit longer, okay? Hobi will be back soon, and once you take the medicine, you can sleep all you want. Just wait until then, baby." Jin runs his hand through Yoongi's hair.

Yoongi nods, leaning into his touch.

"Cute.." Jin smiles fondly, gently ruffling his hair to try to annoy him enough to make it harder to sleep.

Hoseok comes back in the room, placing the bowl of water on the side table and opening the pill bottle. "We only have Tylenol, but it'll at least help with his fever.. Jaykay and Taehyungie went to the store to get more medicine.. do you need me to call them and add anything to the list?"

"Do you want anything Yoongi?" Jin asks gently.

"Some..something warm.." Yoongi speaks slowly, Jin hardly hearing him.

"Ask them to get some ginger tea and some vitamin water just in case he can't hold down food." He gently sits Yoongi up.

Yoongi whimpers when he moves, his stomach muscles tightening painfully. "Ah..Hyung..hurts.."

"I'm sorry..I'm sorry.. you can lay back down right after this.." Jin apologizes, grabbing the water bottle.

Hoseok shakes two pills out, quickly putting them on Yoongi's tongue, Jin giving him water to wash them down.

Yoongi swallows hard, the water feeling heavy in his stomach. He closes his eyes tightly,holding his stomach.

"You okay hyung? Are you going to get sick?" Hoseok asks quickly looking for the waste bin,finding it on the floor.

Yoongi shakes his head when Hoseok tries to put it by him, the smell of the sick only making him feel even worse. "Hoba..don't.."

Hoseok quickly pulls it away. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

Yoongi dry heaves, the pills trying to make their way back up. His body shakes violently, gripping Jin's shirt tightly.

Jin rubs his back, trying to comfort him. "Yoongi..if you need to throw up, you shouldn't fight it. You'll only make yourself feel worse.." he urges Yoongi, but he just shakes his head, waiting out the wave of nausea to pass.

Hoseok quickly removes the bag, replacing it with a shopping bag to see if that would help Yoongi be more willing to let it out. "I switched the bag Hyung.."

If I throw up the medicine won't work..

Yoongi shakes his head again, trying to take deep breaths to control his breathing. His muscles screamed in pain, making tears stream down his cheeks.

Hoseok froze in place, unsure on what to do to help Yoongi. "Hyung should we get a doctor..? He's really not well.."

"No.." Yoongi whines, his anxiety spiking at the thought of being alone in a hospital in a foreign country. "Please.."

"Hoseok-Ah, go and get the heating pad from my room.." Jin says softly to Hoseok, nudging him towards the door.

"R-right.." hoseok scurried out of the room.

The minute felt like hours to Yoongi, the dry heaving eventually dying down leaving him panting to try to fill his lungs that screamed for air. Jin continued to try to comfort him, rubbing his hand down Yoongi's side.

"Yoongi.." Jin wipes Yoongi's cheeks. "Are you okay baby?" He asks softly, using the wet cloth to wash the sweat from his face.

"The..the..ah..smell.." Yoongi tries to explain what happened, but his mind was fuzzy with fever, struggling to gather his thoughts.

"It's okay. Hobi took care of it baby.. don't try to talk..just rest for now, okay? Im going to try to bring down your fever.. I'm not going anywhere okay? I just want to bring the water bowl closer.." Jin speaks slowly, gently moving Yoongi with him, stretching his arm out to reach the bowl.

"Mm.." Yoongi wraps his arms around Jin when he feels him moving. Every centimeter of movement makes his body ache. "Hyung.."

"I know. I know, I'll be quick okay?" Jin places the bowl on the bed, gently wetting the cloth again, gliding it across Yoongi's arm.

"It's cold.." Yoongi whispers, pulling away from him with a wince. "No.." he coughs out the word.

"Yoongi, please, just endure it for me, okay? Once you cool down a bit, you can have heat to help with the pain, okay?" Jin wasn't sure if his words were getting through Yoongi, his eyes glassy with fever looking at something Jin couldn't see.

Hoseok comes back into the room with the heat pad, relaxing when he sees Yoongi falling asleep. "I found it hyung.. how is he?"

"He's really out of it, but i have it under control. if his fever doesn't go down within the hour, we'll try to give him a bath..if that doesn't work, then we'll get a professional." Jin tries to keep his voice steady, not wanting to worry Hoseok.

"Do you want me to do it for you? It must be hard with him on your chest." Hoseok offers, wanting to do anything to help.

Jin gives him the washcloth. "Don't move him, though.."

Hoseok nods, taking it and gently washing Yoongi, his heart tightening when Yoongi coughs. "He's coughing now..?"

"I think it's just his throat being sore from throwing up, but if the kids bring back medicine for cold and flu it'll help with coughs too.." Jin kisses Yoongi's forehead, feeling the heat on his lips. "He's cooled down a bit from earlier.."

"You can tell that with a kiss?" Hoseok questions with amazement. "Woah,you really are like the mom of bangtan."

Jin smiles for a moment, hugging Yoongi a bit closer. "You guys are all my babies. I have to pick up some skills to be able to handle you kids. He'll be fine with medicine and rest.."

Yoongi got a few hours of sleep before his mind riddled him with fever dreams. His breath picks up, his heart racing wildly as his old memories flood his mind.

"Yoongi hyung.." Hoseok gently rubs his hand across Yoongi's chest, trying to wake him without shaking him. "It's okay, it's okay.. it was only a dream.."

Yoongi's eyes fly open, his eyes darting to take in the room, not recognizing the room he was in. "Hyung..Hyungie.."

"Shh..shhn it's okay, he went to eat.. I'm here.. it's okay.. I got you.." Hoseok runs his hand down Yoongi's back, gently scratching his back. I have to calm him down, his fever will rise again..

"I don't want u-us to dis-disband.." Yoongi sniffles, hiccuping between words, hugging Hoseok close. "I want us to-to stay together."

"Oh Yoongi, I'm not going anywhere.. that's in the past hyung. Everyone is happy as seven.. those days are in the past.." Hoseok hugs him back, rubbing his hand across his back. "Don't cry..you'll make me cry.."

"I..i.."Yoongi whimpers, unable to stop the tears from flowing."wan..ev...ry..." His sobs make his speech choppy and inaudible.

"I can't understand you Hyungie, you need to breathe.." Hoseok tries to keep calm, but seeing Yoongi so distraught made his stomach drop.

Yoongi takes a few deep shaky breaths before trying again."The..the..others..i..I want to.." His voice breaks off in a cough, but it was enough for Hoseok to know what he wanted.

"I'll get them for you, okay? Let me just text the group chat okay?" Hoseok gently moves Yoongi to get his phone from his pocket.

Yoongi hyung had a bad dream.. come here..

Hoseok sends a quick message, turning to Yoongi. "Hyung are you okay?"

"My stomach hurts.." Yoongi groans softly when Hoseok moves, wrapping his arm around his middle.

"Do you think you'll be sick?" Hoseok asks with a worried expression.

Yoongi shakes his head, perking up when he sees the younger members flood into the room.

"Hyung do you want a hug?" Taehyung asks, holding out his arms, surprised when Yoongi wraps around him, squeezing the breath out of him.

"It's okay Hyung. I'm not going anywhere.." Taehyung says breathlessly, hugging him back. "No one is."

"I want a hug too." Jungkook holds out his arms, pulling Yoongi close to him.

"Jungkook-ah.. are you okay? You sound weird.." Yoongi asks, worrying about his youngest member.

"Yeah..I'm fine, I just..uh..got a bit emotional.." Jungkook blushes in embarrassment when Yoongi looks at him closer, noticing his puffy red eyes.

"Don't cry over me.. I'll be fine..I'm just..not feeling well.." Yoongi says softly.

"Are you feeling any better?" Taehyung asks, taking a seat on the bed.

"My..my..sides burn when I breathe..but..I'm not as cold as before.. so I'm doing a bit better.."

"I'm sorry Yoongi-hyung..I can turn on the heating pad, it should help." Jungkook reaches over to it, placing it on Yoongi's stomach and putting the setting on low.

"Have..have you guys been here all day..?" Yoongi asks softly, remembering that they were supposed to go skiing.

"Don't worry about that, Hyung. It's been snowing too much to go." Jimin reassures him. "We've been playing games. Staff made us a game room."

Jin enters the room again, sitting with the others. "Me and Jimin made you some Jook.. do you think you could eat a little?"

The thought of food made his stomach churn. "I'm not hu..ngry.." Yoongi coughs, reaching for the water.

"It's okay, Yoongi-hyung.. You don't have to eat.." Hoseok gets the vitamin water, handing it to Yoongi. "We'll get you feeling better soon, then we can enjoy our trip together."

"Thanks everyone.." Yoongi takes a sip of water, smiling fondly at his members who gathered around him.

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Beginner’s Guide to Faking Sick (Sicktember, Jungkook)

Sicktember Prompt: #11 Beginner’s Guide to Faking Sick  

Word Count: 989

Sickie: Jungkook? kinda?

Caregiver: Yoongi? kinda?

“It’s not going to work.”

Jungkook smiles. Yoongi is frowning, doubting him, and he’s excited to prove him wrong.

“I never get sick, hyung,” Jungkook explains. “Which is exactly why this is going to work.”

He pulls out his makeup and starts sorting through it, selecting a few items. Yoongi leans on the doorframe and watches, suspicious. “Wait, have you done this before?”

“Of course not,” Jungkook replies, but his face says everything– Yoongi wonders how many times he has tricked them like this.

“I’ll have to choose something not too serious, so it won’t cause too much worry. Something contagious, so no one will want to stay home with me.” He pauses, glancing at Yoongi. “A simple cold.” 

Yoongi snorts. “Okay. No one will believe you, then. You never get a cold.” 

“Just wait and see,” is all Jungkook replies.

Yoongi sits on the bed and watches him prepare. First, he changes into sweatpants and a shirt, then does his makeup to make himself look pale and sickly. Then, he does a series of exercises so rigorous that even Yoongi is sweating just watching him– Jungkook does eventually break a sweat, but he makes it all look far too easy. When he’s slightly out of breath, hair mussed up from where he’s run his hands through it, he scrubs roughly at his eyes until they’re red and watering.

“Careful,” Yoongi frowns, resisting the urge to grab Jungkook’s wrists and stop him.

“Now it’s time to fuck up my nose,” Jungkook says with a grin that’s far too cheerful for that kind of statement. 

Apparently, fucking up his nose means spraying some kind of perfume right in front of his face and inhaling deeply though his nose, and then Jungkook is sputtering and making some kind of weird snorting, snuffling sound as he pinches his nostrils together. Yoongi watches in horror and fascination as Jungkook caps the perfume and tosses it to the side, tears already streaming down his face, and then he’s letting go of his nose and sneezing so rapidly he has to hold on to the door frame to keep himself upright.

“Hhh– hpsh! hptsh! uh’HTSH! iiish’uu! ihh’HPTCH! htchsh–uh’htshsh–HPTCH’uu!” 

Jungkook cups one hand tightly around his mouth and nose and squashes the sneezes against his palm; he had learned long ago that trying to hold in his sneeze halfway like this results in very irritated sinuses and a lot of congestion. It works like a charm, and when he finally stops sneezing he’s out of breath and stuffed up and sniffly, nose swollen and red. 

“Holy shit,” Yoongi murmurs. His palms hurt from where he had been digging his fingernails into them. “Are you okay?”

“I’m great,” Jungkook grins, and he looks and sounds exactly like he has a cold.

The last thing he does is put on an oversized hoodie, pulling the hood up to cover most of his messy hair and tucking his hands into the long sleeves.

“It’s go-time,” he tells Yoongi, again a little too cheerfully, and then gives a loud, mostly forced cough into his hoodie-sleeve-covered hand before opening the bedroom door.

Everyone else is eating breakfast when Jungkook shuffles out into the kitchen, Yoongi right behind him. He sniffles emphatically and then plops into a chair, ignoring the way his stomach growls in hunger and dragging his sleeve under his nose.

“Gross,” Jimin says, passing him a napkin. “Use a tissue.”

A well-timed sneeze creeps up in the back of his nose, and Jungkook tries not to smile as he pulls in a slow breath of air through his nostrils to help it along. He grabs the napkin from Jimin, gasping loudly as the tickle takes over, and launches forward with the most vocal sneeze he can spit out. “Huh-EHH’ptchuu!” 

Jimin’s face pinches into a frown. He hands Jungkook another napkin. “Are you sick?”

“Aw, bless you, Jungkookie,” Hoseok says. “Did you catch a cold?” 

Namjoon is leaning across the table, eyebrows furrowed, and Yoongi watches in fascination as they all completely buy the lie that Jungkook is putting on.

“I might be coming down with something,” Jungkook says, scrubbing a finger under his nose. “I don’t feel very well.” 

On one side of him, Jimin scoots his chair away, and on his other side Taehyung leans closer and reaches over to pat Jungkook on the back. 

“Aw, Kookie,” Taehyung says. “You sound awful. You should go straight back to bed.”

Jungkook nods. “That’s what Yoongi-hyung said. I think maybe he’s right.” He sniffles wetly to punctuate his words, and all of them turn to look at Yoongi. 

“I’ll stay back and make sure he actually gets some rest today,” Yoongi says quickly, avoiding eye contact. “You all should get going– we don’t need anyone else getting sick.”

The others nod in agreement, and soon they’re all clearing out of the kitchen, getting ready to leave while sending Jungkook sympathetic glances every time he sneezes into his hoodie sleeve. They wish Jungkook well as they pull on their coats and shoes, promising to let him pick a movie later that night since he’s not feeling well, even though it’s not his turn. 

As soon as they’re all out the door, Jungkook turns to Yoongi, a wide smile spreading across his face.

“Okay,” he says, clapping his hands together. He sounds so congested Yoongi can barely understand him. “Let’s get started! This is gonna be the best surprise party ever, Hobi-hyung is gonna love it!” 

Yoongi shakes his head. “I can’t believe that just worked.” 

Jungkook is about to respond, but instead he ducks his head and sneezes into the crook of his elbow. “uh-HTSH’uu! Okay, I think I went a little overboard with the perfume,” he groans. “I actually might need some medicine.” 

Yoongi rolls his eyes. “You brought this upon yourself,” he laughs. Then, “I’ll grab an antihistamine. You grab the decorations. You’re right, Hoseokie is gonna love this.” 

[alexxjewel]

Hello! I really love your work it always makes me happy every time you post💜could I request a sick taehyung he’s been feeling bad all day and he tries to eat his dinner but gets sick at the dinner table and all the boy’s comfort him?? I’m sorry if this don’t make sense

Thank you anon I appreciate everyone that likes my writing! 🥰💜 A sick Taehyung fic this wintery weekend!

Dinner disaster

Sickie: Taehyung

Caretakers: Jin and Yoongi

TW: emeto

Summary: Taehyung gets sick at dinner and can't hide it. 🥘

Taehyung takes off his headband and wipes his sweaty flushed face. He feels more exhausted than usual. Yoongi and Jungkook are chugging water bottles and Namjoon is talking on the phone. Dance practice just wrapped up and now they're all looking forward to dinner.

Well, except for Taehyung. He's had this random stomachache all day and it's been weighing him down. After hours of vigorous activity he just wants his bed. But obviously Jin won't let him have sleep for dinner so Taehyung joins the table. They were too tired to cook so they just ordered takeout.

Taehyung sits there drifting in and out with shallow nausea. Despite his stomach being empty, he has very little appetite. Jin gives him his bowl and the smell of spices hit his nose. His nausea swirls and his upset stomach rumbles.

"Here Tae eat up, you sound hungry."

Taehyung just looks at it sighs. He knows his own stomach and it doesn't want food. But Taehyung picks up his chopsticks and slowly stirs his bowl, mixing the vegetables and meat. He hesitantly tries a small bit and chews ever so slowly. The taste gets too much sitting in his mouth and he swallows it, feeling uneasy. He quickly drinks water to push it down and his stomach gurgles in irritation. Jungkook glances at him and Taehyung avoids his gaze. He picks at his meal trying to find pieces that aren't as spice coated.

As the members are eating and casually chatting, Taehyung barely says a word. He's trying to sit and eat his dinner but his stomach is too upset.

"Taehyung what's wrong? Aren't you hungry?" Jungkook sees him holding his middle and holding his chopsticks with a shaky hand. Taehyung promptly puts them down "ughh, I don't feel good.." his voice shakes and mouth pooling with saliva. His stomach squelches and he feels a warmth rising up. Taehyung unexpectedly gags at the table and clamps both hands over his mouth in shock. The others all quickly look at him, they're really worried now.

"Tae are you sick?" Yoongi asks.

Taehyung can't speak. If he opens his mouth he'll throw up all over the place. He half swallows then gags again, more productive this time. He panics and scurries to the bathroom, almost knocking over his chair.

"Taehyung??" 

Taehyung just barely makes it, when he was running he already felt the vomit splashing into his hand over his mouth. He gags and pukes up his dinner into the sink. It's still in it's half chewed undigested form. Taehyung looks at it in dismay as his stomach roils profoundly. He tosses out more of his food and can't stop gagging.

Jin and Yoongi both rub his back and shoulders as Taehyung leans hunched over the sink. His entire abdomen is caving in and out as he heaves. "I c-can't eat--" he stutters and retches up more mangled beef. The more he looks at it the sicker he gets. He wishes he used the toilet and not the sink. "I'm sorry, I made such a mess. I'll clean up the sink" he says in a daze.

Jin won't have that "No Tae, you just need rest. Yoon, can you take him to bed?" Yoongi nods and puts his arm around the younger, leading him out.

Taehyung finally crawls into his bed with a sigh of relief. He still feels a bit queasy after emptying his stomach. Jin talks him into taking some medicine for his nauseas tummy. "There you go, feel better soon Tae" he murmurs.

Jin also offers to make him something else to eat but Taehyung shakes his head quickly "ugh, I can't think about food right now" he groans. His stomach squelched again at the idea. He holds a hand on it over the blanket and closes his eyes. The medicine is making him drowsy and he soon drifts off to sleep. Jin lets him rest and looks up light easy breakfast to make him the next morning.