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magic-shop-stories · 25 days ago

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Hiiii I love your work, specially when you write about Yoongi! I loved the dating headcannons you did for him and was wondering what you picture aftercare with him to be like, in more details? Thank you so much and amazing work as always ❤️

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Hi lovely! 💜 Your messages always make my day, thank you SO much for your kind words and for trusting me with Yoongi. I adore writing him, and your support and comments always give me a reason to smile. I’ve poured extra care into this answer, so I really hope it’s everything you wanted and more. Sending you a virtual hug and endless love 💜 -c-

Also I'm back from my little break, still have one more uni assignment to finish (RIP)... but I'm trying my best to keep up with all your requests

YOONGI AFTERCARE HEADCANONS

GENERAL AFTERCARE

Actions

helps you sit up slowly

arm braced around your waist

“Easy. I’ve got you.”

hands you a pre-warmed towel to drape over yourself

cleans your thighs and stomach with another damp cloth

preheated on a radiator

his touch is clinical but tender

his hands are methodical

avoiding any sensitive areas unless you nod permission

lingering on pressure points (shoulders, lower back)

easing tension

guides you to the bed or couch (if not already there)

never leaves you alone

adjusts the thermostat first

layers blankets over you

gathers used towels and sheets without comment

balling them into a laundry hamper

spritzes the room with your favourite scent to freshen the air

adjusts the sheets around you both

tucking the edge under your chin

his lips brush your forehead, lingering

“Perfect. You’re perfect.”

brings you water in his favorite mug

holds it to your lips if you’re shaky

“Slow sips. I’ve got you.”

brings spiced hot chocolate (his secret recipe)

sips from the same mug first

“Not too sweet. Like you.”

peels a tangerine slowly

each segment on your lips

his eyes never leave your mouth

“Open. Slow.”

dresses you in his oversized hoodie and fleece socks

smelling like his cologne

“Warmer now?”

syncs his breathing to yours

nose buried in your hair

when your breath hitches, he hums low to steady you (snippet of Seesaw)

Touch

sits behind you

legs bracketing yours

massages your scalp

“You’re safe. Always.”

traces idle patterns on your arm to keep you present

pulls you against his chest

skin-to-skin

his heartbeat steady under your ear

his palm rests between your shoulder blades

fingers splayed possessively

“Stay here. Just… stay.”

interlaces his fingers with yours

thumb stroking your knuckles

other hand traces idle shapes on your hip (a heart, his initials, a music note)

claiming without urgency

presses your palm flat over his heart.

“Feel that? Yours. Always yours.”

IF YOU CAN’T WALK:

scoops you up bridal-style

one arm under your knees

the other cradling your back

his biceps flex, steady

“Hold on. Don’t let go.”

carries you to the bathroom

he’s already laid out fresh towels and your go-to skincare on the counter

“Prepped earlier. Knew you’d need it.”

VERBAL CUES

murmurs “Good job” or “You did so well”

voice gravelly but tender

“Need anything? Name it.”

if you’re quiet, he fills the silence:

“Tell me what you need. Anything.”

AFTER ROUGHER MOMENTS

kneads arnica gel into your bruises

fingers firm but careful

“I’m sorry. Too much?”

draws a warm bath with epsom salts

carries you in if needed

lines the tub edge with a folded towel (probably prepared it before)

“For your head. Lean back.”

tests the water temperature

adjusts it until steam rises just enough

“Not too hot. Perfect.”

kneels beside the tub

sleeves rolled up

uses a silky washcloth and unscented soap to clean you

starting at your shoulders

avoids lingering, but his fingers brush your collarbone once

= apology and reverence

“Just float. I’m here.”

washes your hair meticulously

massaging your scalp

“Close your eyes.”

rinses with a cup to keep suds from your face

while you rest in his robe, he strips the bed swiftly

layers fresh sheets (100% cotton, ivory)

arranges pillows in a nest

adds a heated blanket pre-warmed in the dryer

“In case you get cold.”

lifts you back into bed

adjusting the pillows behind your head

tucks the comforter up to your chin

“Rest. I’ll handle the rest.”

kneels at the foot of the bed

massaging your calves with vanilla-scented oil

thumbs dig into knots

voice a rumble:

“Tell me where. I’ll fix it.”

EMOTIONAL DROP/ CARE

cradles your face

forehead pressed to yours

“Look at me. You’re real. This is real.”

whispers “Mianhae” (I’m sorry) against your temple

even tho you consented

guilt flickers in his eyes until you reassure him

FOLLOW UP

sleeps on his side

arm slung over your waist

pulling you into his chest

if you stir, he murmurs: “Shh” and tightens his grip

texts you the next day:

“How’s your body? Honestly.”

if you’re sore, he delivers home-cooked soup to your door

HIS THOUGHTS & FEELINGS

Internal Monologue

replays every moment

critiquing himself

“Did I push too hard? Fuck. Should’ve checked in more.”

“They’re so… trusting. I can’t fail that.”

watches your lashes flutter

memorizing the way moonlight paints your skin

“Do they know? How much they undo me.”

“Should’ve used more lube. Idiot.”

mentally adds it to his shopping list

“Their smile… worth every second.”

Pride/Protectiveness

smiles faintly when he sees his hoodie on you

“Mine. But theirs too.”

files away your aftercare preferences in his Notes app:

“Y/N - lavender oil, 72°F, no citrus.”

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crystalsnow95z · 2 years ago

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I'm pretty sure this is the post my fan requested. I wanted to do it anyway. The requirement was I didn't choose who was the caretaker a non army did, so my aunt chose V. It's a deagu boy fic now. I hope you like it.

Warning: vom!t

I can't remember ever feeling this sick.. Yoongi groans lying on the bathroom floor, unable to get his body to move. He was drenched in sweat, using a towel to try to stay warm. "Everything is spinning.." Yoongi groans in pain, wrapping his arms around his stomach. He felt as if he would be sick again, but he had already emptied all the contents of his stomach earlier. Please stop..It hurts so much..

He pleads with his body, screwing his eyes shut as the dry heaves return. He tries to sit up, but the vertigo hits him hard making him have to lay back down again. Someone..help me.. He prays silently.

Taehyung returns home from hanging out with the Wooga squad, sliding off his shoes, and humming the song that was playing on the radio before he got out.

The sound of Taehyungs voice sparks hope in the ailing Deagu, calling desperately for him, his voice soft and raspy."Taehyungie...Taehyungie.."

Taehyung heard Yoongi's voice coming from the hallway, his voice coming out as a whine. Was that Yoongi's voice? It took him a moment to recognize it, but he knew it was him.

"Hyung?" Taehyung follows the sound, eyes widening when he sees the pathetic state Yoongi was in. "Aigoo...Yoongi.." He moves the hair from Yoongi's forehead, the rapper curled into a tight ball in the middle of the hall.

Yoongi's eyes were glazed with fever, his skin completely drained of all color and glistened with sweat. His body trembled from the effort it took to pick up his head enough to look at his savior. "Taehyungie..You're home..." Yoongi was so relieved to see him, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Yoongi-Hyung, you're burning up.. why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well..? I would've canceled my plans." Taehyung frowns, but doesnt scold him further, focusing his energy on getting Yoongi on the road to recovery.

"Come on let's get you off the floor.." Taehyung pulled Yoongi close to him, helping him to his feet, slightly jumping in surprise when Yoongi gripped his waist tightly. "You startled me.."

"Spinning..." Yoongi murmurs, burying his face in Taehyung's shoulder. His heart raced with fear, the ground feeling like it disappearing from underneath his feet.

"It's okay, I got you. I won't let you fall. Let's get you back to your bed, okay?" Taehyung speaks in a soft, soothing tone. "I could carry you."

Yoongi shook his head, clinging to Taehyung tighter. Don't lift me please, my stomach can't take it...

"Okay.. we will take small steps then.." Taehyung moves slowly, walking backward to Yoongi's room, leading him to his bed. "We need to get your fever down, Yoongi-hyung. Have you taken any medicine?"

"I could only find pain med-" Yoongi was cut off by an attack of dry coughing. It hurts to even breathe let alone cough, please... Yoongi clung to Taehyung, making it hard for both of them to catch a breath.

I have to do something to bring his fever down.. Taehyung rubbed Yoongi's back, not knowing what else he could do to help until Yoongi stopped. Maybe I should call Namjoonie-hyung..I don't know if I can do this on my own.. but he's recording today.. he might not get it..

Taehyung was right. After three phone calls with no answer, he knew he wasn't near his phone. Jimin has his vocal lesson, Jin is visiting his family, J-hope was working on a music video... Everyone is busy..I have to do this myself..

Yoongi's coughs finally subside, making Taehyung relax. "Suga-hyung, I need to cool you down..wait here for me, okay? I'll be right back.."

"No..don't go.." the usually calm rapper wraps his arms tightly around Taehyung's small waist refusing to let him budge.

"Hyung please I'll only be a few minutes, just in the other room. What if I sing the whole time I'm gone so you can hear I'm still with you?" Taehyung tries negotiating for his freedom, stroking Yoongi's hair. "I'll sing tomorrow for you. I just need to try to bring your fever down. I'm not trying to leave you. Promise." He offers his pinkie.

Yoongi loosens his grip after accepting his finger, and Taehyung escapes before he changes his mind.

"Same day, same moon. 24/7, every moment repeats. My life is in between. Jobless twenty-somethings are afraid of tomorrow

It’s funny, you think anything is possible when you’re a kid. When you feel how hard it is to get through a day..."

Taehyung sings while leaving the room, continuing through the song while he fills a bowl with luke-warm water. What he didn't know was hs voice wasn't heard after the water turned on.

He returns to the room and Yoongi looks up at him with tears threatening to fall. Taehyung quickly puts the bowl down, rubbing the rapper's back to soothe him. "Hyung shh..don't cry. I'm here. I'm right here. What's wrong? Are you in pain?"

"I..I couldn't hear yo-you over the water.."Yoongi sobs, grabbing onto the vocalist's hand. Taehyung rubs his thumb across his knuckles.

"I'm sorry, Hyung. I thought I was singing loud enough. I'm here now.. okay? I'm going to be here to take care of you. Shh.. don't cry, please don't cry.." Taehyungs heart raced wildly, guilt churning his stomach as he tries to soothe Yoongi. "I love you hyung. I'd never leave you when you need me."

Yoongi nods, calming down with a few shaky breaths as Taehyung dries his tears with his thumbs.

"Good.. now let's get you in some fresh clothes. You gotta sit up, just until I can get your shirt off." Taehyung helps him sit up, quickly getting his jacket and t-shirt off. "Okay, you can lie down now.." Taehyung leads his head to the pillow, undressing him the rest of the way except his boxers and laying him on his side, sliding the washcloth over Yoongi's body.

"It's cold.." Yoongi complains softly, chills running up his spine.

"I didn't make the water cold, Hyung. Just endure it for me, okay? I'll get you into some warm clothes and cuddle as much as you want. You'll be warm then okay?"

Taehyung gently wipes away all the sweat, saying sweet nothings to soothe him making small circles across his body rewetting the cloth over and over until Yoongi finally stops shivering, redressing him in loose-fitting clothes.

"All done.." He lays next to Yoongi, pulling him to his chest. Yoongi's breathing was labored and littered with little coughs that kept him from being able to relax. I need to get him some medicine.. Taehyung hums softly to him, stroking his hair. "I'll take care of you, Hyung.. Just try to get some rest.."

Right when he thinks Yoongi was about to fall asleep Yoongi sits up abruptly, startling him. "Hyung what's wrong?"

"My stomach hurts..." Yoongi groans, wrapping his arm around it, his stomach felt bloated underneath his arm, gurgling uncomfortably.

"Do you feel like you'll be sick?" Taehyung asks brow furrowing in worry.

Yoongi nods, quickly getting up, nearly falling from another dizzy spell.

"Hyung be careful." Taehyung steadied him. "Do you want me to carry you? Your legs are shaking.."

Yoongi shook his head.I'll get sick all over you..

"Alright, just keep your arms around me. I'll get you there. Okay?'

Yoongi nods lightly and allows Tae to lead him, stopping halfway when the room became fuzzy, leaning heavily on Taehyung. His eyes were open, but he couldn't even make out his feet on the floor.

Taehyung leans against the wall, Yoongi's dead weight becoming heavy. "Hyung.." His voice comes out small, his chest tightening.

Yoongi was afraid to open his mouth, a wet burp escaping. He wanted to keep moving, but his legs refused to obey.

"I got you. We're almost there.."Taehyung holds him until his body becomes lighter again, taking a few more steps before it happens again.

I don't think I can wait until he falls asleep to get medicine. He's getting worse..He's so close to fainting...Taehyung manages to get him to the bathroom where Yoongi ejects nothing but the acid from his stomach into the porcelain bowl. It made his already raw throat burn.

Taehyung helps hold him up, keeping his hands on his waist, hugging him from behind. "Deep breaths hyung.. can you breathe for me?" Taehyungs heart beat loudly against Yoongi's back, feeling overwhelmed by the situation.

Yoongi tried to breathe, but the dry heaves prevented it. I'm going to faint.. my lungs are on fire.. He groaned in pain until his body finally stopped its violent assault, laying his head on Taehyung's knee, the younger member stroking his back lightly as panted, trying to catch his breath.

He had no energy left to fight Taehyung about picking him up. "You need to lay in bed so I can get you something to eat. Throwing up on an empty stomach isn't good.."

"I'm not hungry.." Yoongi says hoarsely, pulling on Taehyung to stop him from leaving. "Please..."

Taehyung sighs, giving in, sitting on the bed, Yoongi wrapping around him."Then at least drink some water okay?" Taehyung reaches for the bottle of water on the table, trying to scoot closer to the table to reach without making Yoongi get up.

"Yoongi-hyung.. I can't reach it, can you let go for just a moment?"

Yoongi reaches for it himself, pressing his weight against Tae to reach it. Taehyung let's out a soft moan. "Hyung please, be careful..That hurts, you're digging your elbow in me.."

"I'm sorry.." He opens the bottle, fumbling the cap onto the floor.

"Here, let me help." Taehyung puts his hand over Yoongi's to steady the bottle so he can drink, taking a few swallows before pulling away.

A violent stream of coughs comes from Yoongi, making Taehyung's heart lurch in his chest. "Yoongi.."

"Hurts.." Yoongi complains when the coughs finally subside, pressing his forehead against Taehyung's chest.

"I know, I know.. I'm trying my best to help.. I need you to try to get some sleep okay..?"

"My head hurts too much.." Yoongi whines into his chest. Even with his face covered, he felt like he was spinning. Stuck on a carnival ride that never ends, letting out a small moan.

"I need to get you some medicine.." Taehyung informs him softly, biting his lip. "But you need to let me-"

"No. Don't leave. Don't leave I'll go to sleep.." Yoongi pleads, tears pricking his eyes.

I'll leave when he falls asleep.. I can't keep putting it off. He's not acting like himself at all and he's so hot.. I can feel myself sweating just from holding him. Fear churned through Taehyung's stomach to see Yoongi acting this way, but he couldn't let that show.

"How about I sing you a lullaby?" Taehyung offers. Yoongi nods, his eyes drooping shut as Taehyung starts singing Winter Bear to him. Jiminie said it helps him sleep.. maybe it'll help Yoongi-hyung.

His song works, Yoongi softly snoring from being so congested. Taehyung squirms off the bed, placing a pillow in his spot. He writes a quick note on a piece of paper placing it on the bed.

I'll be back soon. Just went to the store.

Love, V

When Yoongi wakes up, Taehyung isn't back from the store yet. He bolts up, frantically looking around the room. "Taehyung-ah!Taehyung-ah..!" He calls loudly. "Taehyu-" The shouting caused another breakout of coughing.He left me.. He isn't here.. He wouldn't ignore me calling for him if he was.. Hot tears flow down his cheeks. I was too much for him..I shouldn't have whined so much..now he left me.. Yoongi sobs into the pillow.

Taehyung returns a few minutes later, running into the room when he hears Yoongi hiccuping as he gasps for breath."Yoongi-Ah I'm here..! Don't cry.." He drops the bags onto the floor, pulling Yoongi to him. "I'm right here.. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." He kisses the top of Yoongi's head, trying all he could to console him.

Yoongi holds him so tightly his lungs scream for air. Taehyung doesn't dare complain though, letting his breath be squeezed out of him as long as his hyung calms down.

"I..I thought you..hic..you left me..I..I won..won't be as nee.hic..needy.." Hiccups interrupt his speech.

"I didn't leave because you were being needy. I don't care about that hyung. You can be as needy as you want. I don't mind. I just needed to get you some medicine. See? Look.. I left you a note.." Taehyung hands him the scrap of paper.

Reading it gave Yoongi some comfort, knowing that he planned to return to him. "I'm sorry..i..i..hic..can't stop crying.." Yoongi sniffled trying to stop his snot from dripping into his mouth. Taehyung uses his sleeve swiping it across Yoongi's nose.

"Shh..shhh it's okay..I'm not going to leave you anymore.. I promise.. I'll stay right in this room if that's what you want." Taehyung strokes Yoongi's back, continuing to say sweet nothings until he finally calmed down.

"Yoongi, I just need to go right there, okay? Can you let go for just a minute?" Taehyung points to the bags, spilled across the floor. "I just want to get you feeling better. I love you hyung.. I don't want you hurting."

"Okay.." Yoongi sniffles, rolling off of Taehyung onto his back. Taehyung goes to the floor to get the contents of the shopping bag. "Here it is." He brings the medicine and some crackers to the bed. "Do you think you can stomach some crackers. You shouldn't take medicine with it empty."

Yoongi's face is all the answer Taehyung needs. He reads the box, relaxing. "Doesn't say you must take it with food. It's okay." He pours the liquid into the cup and puts it by his mouth. "Here, take it quickly. You can wash it down with this.." Taehyung gestures to the mineral water he bought.

Yoongi takes it like a shot, face screwing up from the taste. Taehyung puts the bottle to Yoongi's lips, letting him drink it.

"Taehyung...?" Yoongi speaks softly.

"What is it?" Taehyung reaches for the rag, wiping some of the sweat off of Yoongi's brow.

"I love you.." yoongi says leaning into him. "I'm sorry for being such a baby..."

"I love you too..Hey Yoongi.. why don't take a bath...?" Taehyung suggests, feeling his own skin getting heat rashes from the overly warm rapper.

"A bath...?" Yoongi looks up at him.

"Yes.. You're already soaked in sweat again.. we need to try to cool you down.." Taegyung dabs the sweat off of his neck. "I'll stay with you the whole time.."

"In the bath..?" Yoongi asks, blinking up at him.

"If that's what you want.." Taehyung blushes at the thought. You really aren't well.. He hardly ever saw Yoongi fully unclothed. He helps Yoongi to his feet, feeling him sway in his arms. i'll have to move the bed closer to the door so he doesn't have to take so many steps..

"We're almost there..." Taehyung says soothingly, holding him closely as they walk. "I won't let you fall.."

"Dizzy.." yoongi murmurs, gripping Taehyung tightly. It felt like he was walking on air, his vision unclear with yellow haze. "Tae.."

"I know.. I'll get you taken care of, okay?" Taehyung gently sets him on the floor. Yoongi scrambles to the toilet, the water he drank coming back up.

Taehyung plugs up the bathtub and then starts filling it up with room temperature water. He quickly sits behind Yoongi, letting him lean against him when the bile stops coming up his throat.

"Let's get you cooled off okay?" Taehyung takes off Yoongi's shirt that tries to cling to his body from the sweat.

"But it's cold Hyung.." yoongi whines.

"I'm not..." Taehyung shakes his head. (He's confused..) "I know you feel cold, but you're burning up. I promise I'm only trying to help. Just trust me, okay?"

Yoongi nods, allowing Tae to undress him, then Taehyung undresses himself, except his boxers. He gently leads Yoongi to sit on the ledge of the tub, holding him up with one hand and gently lowering himself with the other. Yoongi gets in on his own, practically tumbling into Taehyung, now chest to chest.

"C-cold.." Yoongi complains, clinging to Taehyung, his body trembling against his.

"I know, I know.. You'll get used to the water.. I'll wash you up quickly.." Taehyung could smell the sick on him, making his nose scrunch up. Taehyung reaches for a cup at the side of the tub. "I'm going to wet your hair okay? Don't be scared.." He fills the cup with water and dumps it on Yoongi's head, using his hand to cover Yoongi's eyes.

"Cold.." yoongi whimpers teeth chattering.

"I know, baby, I know. I'll be quick." Taehyung gets his hair wet enough to add the shampoo, massaging it gently into his scalp. "Now, just gotta rinse it out." Taehyung presses Yoongi closer to his chest to try to protect his eyes from the soap, dumping water on his head."Don't move.. don't move.." Taehyung frets, getting the soap out of his hair. "That's it.. Almost done."

He could feel Yoongi start relaxing against him as he gently washes him, gently scrubbing his back to get all the sweat off. "Don't fall asleep in the bath.. okay? Stay up for me.. just a bit longer.."

"Mm'kay.." Yoongi says sleepily, clinging to his chest. "mm..up Hyung.."

"Yoongi-yah..Stay awake.. I'm almost done.." Taehyung rolls him onto his back to wash his chest, giving him a gentle kiss on the temple. "You've cooled down a bit.." He says with a deep sigh a small smile crossing his lips when he sees Yoongi's sleepily blinking up at him. "You're so cute.. Let's get you dried off now.. can you stand up for me?" Taehyung leads Yoongi to his feet, but he was nothing but dead weight. "I said not to sleep, Hyung.." he blows in his ear, getting his eyes to flutter back open.

"Mm..wake.." Yoongi murmurs.

No matter how difficult this may be.. I'll get you feeling better..Taehyung slowly steps out of the water, helping Yoongi get out and wrapping him in a bathrobe, then himself.

"I'm so tired..." Yoongi whines softly. Taehyung quickly, towel dries Yoongi's hair to stop it from dripping. "Stop..I want to sleep..."

Taehyung obeys, not wanting to upset him further. It was dry enough. "Let's get you back to bed then. Here, get on my back, okay?" Taehyung pulls him onto his back, Yoongi wrapping his arms around his neck, almost choking from the tight grip of Yoongi. "Hyung..."

When he walks back to his room, he hears his phone vibrating. He quickly answers when he sees Namjoon finally got his text after getting him and Yoongi settled back on the bed.

"Tae is Yoongi okay? I'm coming back now." Namjoon doesn't give him the time to say hello.

"I'm doing my best.. he finally started cooling down..but he's not doing well at all..I need help..I'm way over my head..I don't know what else I can do.. he can't even hold down water.." Taehyung speaks softly, not wanting to wake the sleeping Yoongi laying on his chest.

"Taehyungie, take a deep breath.. Everything will be okay. If he's really that sick, we can get him to a hospital. We will get him taken care of. You did a good job on your own, l know how hard it must've been to see him like that.. I'm proud of you." Namjoon's words melted Taehyung's stress away. He kisses Yoongi on the top of the head. "Help is on the way..then I won't have to leave you until you feel better.." He whispers to Yoongi.

Yoongi just cuddles closely, softly snoring making Taehyung smile.

Give me Yoongi with a flu so bad he needs his caretaker's help just to walk to the bathroom. The caretaker even pushes his bed as close as possible to the bathroom door because the short walk would have him so dizzy they'd have to pause a few times on the way there. He doesn't have it in him to shower so his caretaker has to wipe his burning skin with a wet rag to relieve him of all the sickness and sweat. That is until they eventually decide that Yoongi really needs a bath and they get in the tub together chest-to-chest so Yoongi can cling to them for comfort, face buried in the caretaker's neck while the caretaker gently washes Yoongi's hair and rubs his back. And the fever makes Yoongi so delirious and clingy that he finds himself on the verge of tears whenever his caretaker isn't right there beside him in bed to cuddle up to and steal body heat from. Even when the caretaker is just gone to the kitchen to get him more tea and soup so he can take his meds, Yoongi in his fevered haze is convinced that they've abandoned him and left him to suffer all alone. After the first time, when the caretaker came back from the store to find Yoongi fully sobbing and hiccuping because "you-u left m-me", they make sure not to leave his side for too long again, always reassuring the sick emotional boy of their presence with gentle touches and soft words.

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