#caretaker!soobin

[sickonthedancefloor]

So, Can i request a TXT Yeonjun emeto Fic? Thanks

I know this request was like... a year ago. And I'm sorry! If you're still around, anon, hopefully this finds you.

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Sickie: Yeonjun Caretaker:  Soobin Content: emeto, stomach aches, nausea, disorientation

Yeonjun felt like he was going to die.

Figuratively speaking, at first. Some amalgamation of anxiety, excitement and probably some sort of exhaustion, if Yeonjun could feel it. They’ve been in the practice room for the greater part of five hours, working and reworking and re-reworking a potential run-through for his solo performance on Studio Choom. It wasn’t for another month, more than enough time to finetune everything once they begin using props and marking the stage’s dynamics. He has time, this is his main agenda outside of preparing for their upcoming tour.

But after dancing for five hours? Yeonjun thinks he’s going to die, quite literally.

He’s got the TXT practice room to himself now, with Kai and Taehyun off with friends and Beomgyu napping at the dorms, and he’s seen Soobin pop up once or twice to drop off water or watch the progress. But outside of the first hour and a half with the choreographer, Yeonjun’s completely alone.

And he’s starting to feel off.

As the music begins once again from the speakers, the choreographer’s moves on the screen resuming from the start, Yeonjun makes his way over to where he’s put his water bottle. And he trips over his own sneaker, almost lands headfirst onto the floor.

“Agh,” he complains to himself. “Feet, come on.”

Is he tired? Is that what it is?

Yeonjun reaches his water bottle and unscrews the cap, wondering why his throat feels kind of tight. Not allergen tight, but an odd feeling, almost restrictive, as if something in his throat is what’s giving him issues. With a deep sigh, he subdues whatever may be bothering his insides in exchange for taking a sip.

And it’s an awful idea. The moment the warmed water passed over his tongue and down his throat, he could already feel it threatening to come back for a return visit.

“Come on, come on,” he mumbles to himself, his fingers gripping the water bottle.

As he takes another sip, he realizes quite quickly what he’s experiencing here—and it’s just… nausea.

His stomach feels unsettled, and the moment the water touched it, it shattered something solid in him. His mouth feels wet already, saliva beginning to pool around his tongue. He swallows roughly to subdue it.

It doesn’t work, anyway.

Immediately, the floor doesn’t seem so solid, and neither does Yeonjun’s resolve. With shaky hands, Yeonjun swallows again, and thus begins the internal monologue of: don’t throw up – don’t throw up – don’t throw up–

And it doesn’t work. His stomach immediately summersaults and he barely has time to put the water bottle on the counter before he rushes to the small trash can, hunching over. It’s barely two feet from the ground, but it helps. He gives the can a rough spit, but it doesn’t do anything.

Immediately, Yeonjun is angry. After all these hours of working to get this done and his timing has to be the worst. He doesn’t have time. This is a non-issue.

And his stomach seizes up again. A cramp the size of a tsunami waves across him and cause him to curl down further, bringing the tall member to hover barely over the can. He doesn’t have time to focus on another wave of cramps before he just feels it come pouring upward. Warm, thick, and full of chunks, and it reeks. It felt like undigested breakfast, warm tea and cold rice working its way into the trash can at an alarming rate. Yeonjun feels shaky, so he places his hands on his knees to brace himself as another mouthful rips its way up. The noise he makes is inhumane, annoyed by how his stomach hurts, his his back is throbbing, how he has to deal with all of this in the first place. He didn’t make these plans, for sure; he wanted to be done, go home.

He coughs up another heavy mouthful, breath heaving with each effort. He hurts, aches, and he’s not getting any relief as his body continues to expel everything his stomach may have contained over the past week. Barely another cough in, a hard spit, and he’s back to coughing up bile and stomach acid once he feels himself running empty.

He feels woozy. His vision spins for a moment, and the sound of the choreographer from the speaker goes almost silent for a solid few seconds. Yeonjun’s vision blurs, then returns as another cramp seizes him. Another mouthful. He’s so shaky, he can feel himself almost willing his knees to keep him up while he spits another mouthful.

And after a moment, it stops. He’s spent, exhausted, and he crumples almost immediately to kneeling on the ground. Without a napkin and with no strength to get a tissue from the box on the side table, he merely uses the back of his hand to wipe at his mouth and spits another rough mouthful into the trash can.

“God… that fucking hurt,” he mumbles to himself.

The choreographer’s voice is too loud. The speaker is a little ways away, the remote nearby, but Yeonjun can’t bring himself to make it over there. His head feels too disjointed, almost feeling far too faint. And hot, everything feels so overwhelmingly hot. Sweat plasters his shirt to his back, and the air in the room isn’t cool enough to combat how his temperature must have spiked.

Tilting over, he merely lays down on the floor and pulls his phone from his pocket. When he opens the screen, the bright light brings the nausea back so he turns it back off. Just a few minutes, he tells himself. He’ll just wait, rest a moment, he should start feeling better in a few minutes. His eyes close.

~*~

Yeonjun isn’t sure when he fell asleep or what happened, but he awakens to Soobin’s voice on the phone and a hand gently stroking his hair. He groans, only to hear Soobin’s deeper voice hushing him softly.

“It’s okay, hyung. It’s okay, you’re okay.’

Yeonjun, strangely, believes him. A brief chill runs down his spine, but when he curls in more, he can feel the heat of Soobin’s thigh underneath his head, and the comfort of a thick sweatshirt draped over him. He just pulls his hands into the fabric more. It’s oddly very comfortable here, and with Soobin’s long fingers combing through his long locks, he almost begins to drift off again.

As he settles, he hears Soobin’s voice begin again. He must be talking to someone; Yeonjun’s vision is blurred and teary when he tries to look up, so he gives up quickly and closes his eyes. “Yeah, he just woke up for a moment. Mhmm… he hasn’t since I’ve been here, but he’s not mumbling anymore.” A pause. “Yeah, I’ll wait here.” And then: “Yeonjunie?”

“Mm?” Yeonjun mumbles in acknowledgement. He tilts his face but doesn’t open his eyes.

“Think you’re awake enough to tell me what happened?” The request isn’t unkind and Soobin’s keeping his voice low, almost as if he senses Yeonjun’s growing headache. His fingertips rake along Yeonjun’s scalp and it’s so gentle and comforting that it almost lulls him back to sleep.

“Yeonjunie?”

“’M up…” Yeonjun grumbles. His mouth feels full of cotton. It takes him another moment before he just sighs. “Dunno… tired.”

“I know… were you feeling sick all day?”

That receives a grunt and the smallest of head shakes. Yeonjun doesn’t think he felt terrible all day; actually, things were going well for the first few hours, he’s sure. Soobin doesn’t push him further, but he does pause in his hair rubbing to place a hand on Yeonjun’s forehead. Yeonjun whines, trying to tilt his scalp back to Soobin’s hand, and it gets a small chuckle from the young man as he returns his head to scratching his scalp.

“Yeonjunie?” the older one hears again, but with a soft groan, he merely pushes his head back into the sweatshirt and falls asleep again.

~*~

When he wakes up again, he’s once again struck with an overwhelming urge to vomit. He pushes himself upright, eyes opening to bright white lights, and the nausea rushes to turn his stomach inside out. And immediately there’s a hand on his shoulder, leaning him forward. He can briefly feel a bucket in his hands before he sticks his face inward and gags. But only a stringy mouthful of water and spit and bile escape him. He groans, but it turns into a gag and he manages to cough up a little more bile. With a strained cough, he spits, and feels the edge of a cup placed on his lips.

“Take a mouthful and try to rinse,” Soobin’s voice cuts in softly.

It’s commanding enough but gentle at the same time; even when speaking like authority, Soobin’s voice is always so soothing. He truly is a fantastic leader. Yeonjun just does as he’s told, taking in a sip and relishing in the sensation of cold water on his tongue before he feels something gritty and slimy in his mouth. It’s almost enough to make him gag again, but he shuts his mouth to try and avoid thinking about what it actually is and just spits the water into the bowl. He rinses a second time, before Soobin tells him to just sip slowly.

“What—” but it takes Yeonjun a moment. He still feels dizzy, he thinks; not really any pain, but he doesn’t feel very secure sitting up. His head leans forward, and a gentle hand directs him to a shoulder. Judging by the scent from earlier, it’s Soobin again. “What… did I miss?”

Soobin sighs softly, and brings the cup back to his lips. “Another sip. Yeonjunie-hyung, you’re sick, you know.”

With that, Yeonjun just groans. He doesn’t have the time, but he guesses his body made sure he did.

“Your fever’s going down, though… But this is the third time you’ve thrown up in here. The hospital’s going to keep you to get you hydrated again.”

It is? Yeonjun doesn’t even recall throwing up in here, much less being brought in here at all. That gets him to raise his head, eyes open to face Soobin. As they make eye contact, their leader smiles, relief showing in his eyes. “Feeling more awake? You’ve been out of it for the better part of three hours.”

“What happened?” he mumbles.

Apparently, as Soobin explains, Yeonjun answered his call. When he hadn’t come back for the two to leave or answered his texts, Soobin had called his phone and, half-asleep, he answered and mumbled about his stomach hurting. Soobin pieced his location together by the choreographer’s voice in the background and found him. A medical check in the practice room, a trip to the hospital in the van, blood work, and vomiting three times while asking the same question was what led them to that moment.

But he was lucid now. His skin, albeit pale, was slowly regaining its honey soft color. And he’s being held overnight, IV pushing Tylenol and saline through his veins to keep him hydrated.

With a groan, he merely puts his head back on Soobin’s shoulder, which gets a laugh from the younger leader. “Thanks, man.”

“For what, taking care of you?”

That elicits a small nod while Yeonjun closes his eyes. He’s exhausted, even though he’s been sleeping on and off this whole time.

“You don’t even have to ask, Yeonjunie. I’ll always take care of you.”

[s-p-r-i-n-g-t-i-g-e-r]

[yeonzzzn]

👑why is it so heavy?: choi soobin

pairing: soobin x afab!reader word count: 3.2k

synopsis: what is heavier than the burdens of being a princess with normal princess duties being forced to marry a man you do not want or have anything to do with? the heaviness of seeing the prince you want being forced to marry a woman he also does not want. what’s even heavier? the weight of not being able to do anything about it.

genre: royalty!soobin, royalty!reader, arranged marriage, forbidden love, modern day royalty au.

warnings: swearing, cheating, one make out session, mentions of sex, one d!ath joke, no happy ending.

You stared at him. Watching the way his hair parted perfectly and shaped his face. How his smile which showed how bright his teeth were, was enough to melt your heart. 

His cream-colored royal jacket with golden buttons and wave design covering his chest and torso made his tanned skin glow perfectly. His tailor really knew what colors looked and matched him beautifully. 

He shook hands with the king of the neighboring country, giving him a soft bow. 

You couldn’t hear what they were speaking, but that didn’t stop you from tilting your head to give your ear a better listen, even though it didn’t work. 

His eyes finally met yours, his already perfect smile growing even wider at the sight of you. 

But your smile faded seeing his future wife wrap her around tightly around his waist, causing his attention to be brought to her. His smile wasn’t as wide when smiling at her, but it was still perfect all the same. 

He leaned over and kissed the top of her head, her giggles being heard from where you stood. 

Prince Soobin, the man of your dreams. Love of your life. Someone you couldn’t have. 

You turned around, your hands gripping your royal blue gown. 

“Princess,” your caretaker softly said, “You’ll ruin your gown, be more gentle.” 

You adored your caretaker, she’s been with you since you were born. Was there when your mother gave birth to you and watched you grow up and even taught you everything you know. She even knew your secrets, and god bless her for keeping them. 

She leads you down the hall, taking you to meet your father for your daily lunch in the garden. 

If only you saw how saddened the prince's eyes became when you turned your back towards him, watching as you turned the corner and disappeared. 

—

“Princess,” Soobin sang, peeking around the pillar you stood at. 

The prince was no longer in his princely outfit. Now he wore light blue jeans, black Converse, a white button-up shirt with a black tie, and a brown jacket. 

It was what he liked to call his “normal people fit.” You had to admit, you preferred seeing him like this. Without all the royal glamor. Just normal. No titles. Or the reminders. 

Soobin also preferred you in “normal people outfits.” Mostly the one you’re wearing right now. The dark blue skinny jeans with white sneakers, a soft pink tank top, and a cream cardigan. It made his heart flutter. 

You tilted your head up and smiled at him, the moonlight making his brown eyes pop beautifully. 

“Come here,” he whispered, his hand reaching around your waist and pressing your body to his. Lips connecting to yours immediately. 

You’ve known Soobin your entire life. Your families are really close, both your fathers being lifelong best friends. 

You lived in the neighboring country and only took visits to see the royal Choi family when your father had time, which only happened twice to three times a year. 

But darkness fell to your country, forcing you and your family to flee. The Choi family took you in with no questions asked. Your father was grateful. 

The war happening on your territory was brutal, your family worried you would never be able to return. But alas the war ended a couple of years after. But obviously, your family never returned home. 

King Choi extended his home to your family, setting a good deal with your father for the two of them to just rule over this kingdom together. Your father accepted. 

You were so young when you fled your country, you barely remember what it even looked like. Your older siblings on the other hand, unfortunately, have to deal with that darkness for the rest of their lives.

So you grew up in the Choi’s castle. You weren’t super close with Soobin at first. You both were super shy and always hid behind your parents or siblings when forced to interact with each other. But as time went on, the two of you dropped the shy act and finally became friends. 

Soobin at the age of twelve was then sent off to a boarding school, following in the footsteps of his two older siblings did at that age. 

He was gone for years, not returning home until he was twenty. 

You were in the middle of your studies at the local cafe in town (that you ultimately snuck out to do) when the word got around that Prince Soobin had returned home after eight years. 

You rushed back to the castle, sneaking in through the garden and into your bedroom window, quickly changing into a nice dress and rushing out to greet him in the royal dining hall. 

The first thing you noticed was how much taller he was, your once best friend sprouted up. He filled perfectly into his body and you could tell he took into working out. His jawline was so sharp you swore it could cut into diamonds. He grew up nicely. 

To say that everything was back to normal would be a lie. Soobin was like a whole different person. He was a man, and oh goodness did he send butterflies in your belly. 

Your attraction didn’t go unnoticed by him. No, no, Soobin noticed the moment you two locked eyes again for the first time in eight years. He saw how your pupils dilated, how your chest raised and fell when you looked at him. The unease in your breath when you spoke to him. It sets emotions in place with you that he hasn’t ever felt before. 

Of course, when Soobin was away he had his fair share of other females to fit his needs, but none of them had that one thing he wanted. And all it took was locking eyes with you again after all these years to see you were what he always wanted. 

Soobin and you spent more time together than you normally did as kids. Sneaking out of the castle or into each other's bedrooms at night. It was obvious the two of you felt something. 

He’d steal quick kisses from you in passing during his and your royal duties. Passing notes to you in the halls with times and where to meet him next. 

Soobin filled your heart so quickly. Becoming your first of everything. 

You remember the night he laid you gently on the grass under the moonlight hidden in the corner of the garden. His hands softly undressed you until you were completely bare to him. Your hands help undress him. 

His hands felt so gentle against your skin as he touched you. He touched you with such passion, with so much love. 

The way his bare skin felt against yours sent you into heaven as his hips rolled into yours, biting the edge of his shoulder to keep your moans from getting too loud. 

Your secret relationship was beautiful, perfect, and filled with so much love and care. The two of you were finally ready to come forward about your relationship of almost a year. 

Unfortunately, that wouldn’t happen. 

Both your fathers had other plans. King Choi found the “perfect match” for his son, announcing the arranged marriage. And your father, bless his dear heart, found a suitor for you as well, arranging a marriage for you as well. 

Soobin remembered clenching his fist and yelling at his father at the dinner table that night. You sat silently beside him, eyes locked onto your plate of food. 

“And what if I don’t want to marry?!” Soobin snapped, his fists slamming on the table. 

“And that’s something you can’t control!” the king fired back, “It’s already been done. We didn’t send you off for eight years to enhance your languages and studies for nothing!” 

That angered Soobin even more, “So I am just some thing to be sent off for your own personal gain?!” 

The king sat quietly. Soobin’s mother also sat quietly, her hands in her lap. 

Your family also said nothing. Eyes glancing between the Choi family. 

“You’ll be wed by the age of twenty-four,” his father finally said, “You’ll be meeting your princess in two days. Fix your attitude before then.” 

Soobin said nothing and stormed out of the dining room. 

You were also to be wedded off by twenty-four. You were a couple of months younger than Soobin, meaning you’d be the one to watch him get married off first. 

It’s been two years since that conversation. Soobin was scheduled to be married off shortly after he turned twenty-four in December. Only seven months away. 

You and Soobin kept secretly seeing each other, only now you had to be even more careful than before. 

Soobin’s future wife moved into the castle shortly after they met. Thank god she had her own room though. 

You also met your future husband not too long after the other princess moved in. He was sweet, nice, very caring, could sing, rap, dance, and was a big ramen enthusiast. He looked at you like you put the stars in the sky. 

Unfortunately for him, you wanted nothing to do with him. A friendship, maybe? But nothing more. Soobin felt the same for his princess. She was sweet, and nice, could also sing and dance, and was even a painter. But he could only take so much being around her. 

You two had to fake it until you made it. Praying that one day your families call off the whole thing to begin with. But with only a handful of months left, it was clear your fathers weren’t changing their minds. 

Which just brings you two where you are now. 

Standing in your spot in the garden that overlooked the city below. Soobin’s hands slid up and down your body as he pressed you between him and the pillar. 

His tongue twisted around yours, mixing your salvia together. He rolled his hip into you, feeling his hard length against your stomach, “You never fail to get me so hard,” he whispered against your lips. 

You couldn’t help but giggle, “Now now my love, princes don’t speak so naughty like that,” 

Soobin smiled against your lips, “Can’t help it when you make me feel this way.” 

Soobin always had a small crush on you even as children, it was why he was so shy at the beginning. He took that small crush with him even when he was abroad, thinking maybe that’s why it never worked out with the other females he dated. 

But when he came back home and saw how grown up you become, the way your hair was so much longer, how your body filled out to its curves. The way your breasts look perfect no matter the outfit or dress you wore. You were a woman, a woman he wanted to ruin and keep only for himself. 

Soobin loved you, so so very much. You held his heart in his hands and held the very power to crush it at your will. 

You pulled away from his lips, leaning your head back against the pillar, “Want to hold me while we look at the stars?” 

Soobin kissed your forehead, his hands now resting on your hips, “Anything for you, my princess.” 

Soobin sat on the grass, his back against the pillar and your back against his chest. His hands are wrapping around you tightly. 

You two sat in silence, your head resting against his neck as he was on top of your head. 

“Have you had sex with her yet?” you don’t know what caused you to even ask that question. But with only several months left until Soobin was to be wed to her, your curiosity got the best of you. 

Due to the fact you're both arranged to be married to two separate people, you’ve both spent most of your time with your fiancés if you weren’t busy with normal royal duties. 

“YN…” he said, his arms now falling at his side, “We don’t have to do this.” 

You knew you didn’t. But your brain wouldn’t settle down until the question was answered. 

“I know,” you whispered, “I’m just asking.” 

Soobin bit his lip, leaning his head back against the pillar, “It happened for the first time the other night. She snuck into my room.” 

You just nodded. You weren’t mad or even jealous. You understood it was bound to happen. They’ll be married in months. And if Soobin shrugged her off it would be suspicious. 

“You and Yeonjun?” his shaky voice asked, “Have you?” 

You didn’t lie, just gave him a small nod, “Last night. I wasn’t feeling good and he brought me some tea and read my favorite book to me. It kinda just happened.” 

It would take everything Soobin had to not throw a punch at Yeonjun the next time he sees him. 

But same as you, Soobin understood there was no choice in the matter. Both of you fought your parents until the bitter end and nothing changed. You had to accept your fates. 

“No one can pleasure you like me though,” he said, wrapping his arms back around you, “Only I can.” 

You just rolled your eyes and leaned back into him. He was right, but hearing him act so cocky was silly to you. Soobin knew he was it for you. 

“YN,” he said with a kiss to your temple, “Let’s run away together.” 

You giggled, “That’s a funny joke, where would we even go?” 

Soobin just shrugged, “Anywhere you wanted. We could get away from all this. Live normal lives.” 

As tempting as that was, you knew your fathers would stop at nothing to bring you both home. You’d both be found out and permanently forced away from each other. It would cause too much trouble. You both knew it. 

“Bin,” you whispered, “You know we can’t.” 

He did know. And it killed him. Oh, the things he’d do to have a normal life with you. To leave behind this royalty bullshit. To give up his titles and money and status. He didn’t care. He just wanted you. 

“What if we just, ya know,” you shrugged, “Suddenly die in each other's arms?” it was a joke obviously, Soobin knew it too by the chuckle that left his mouth. 

“You mean like Romeo and Juliet?” Soobin couldn’t help but chuckle again, “That was such a depressing death though.” 

You giggled with him, “At least, we’d be together in the afterlife.” 

Soobin nodded, “Still a terrible way to go out, the way they did.” 

Your phone vibrating in your pocket pulled you back to reality. 

Soobin sighed, “It’s Yeonjun, isn’t it?” 

You nodded. You didn’t have to check to know that it was in fact Yeonjun. He probably went to your room and saw you weren’t there and was looking for you. 

“You should go,” he whispered, standing up from behind you, “What will you tell him?” 

Soobin helped you to your feet, dusting off the grass from the back of your legs, “That I was in the library or something. I don’t know yet.” 

Soobin just nodded, his hands cupping your face and crashing his lips to yours for the final time for tonight. 

“I love you, my princess,” he whispered between kisses.

“I love you too, my sweet prince,” you whispered back, pulling yourself away from him, his hands lingering on your hands as you walked away and his fingertips met with yours and then were gone, watching you quickly rush back inside the castle. 

—

The months flew by quicker than you wanted. Yeonjun sat beside you, his fingers rubbing against yours, “This is a very beautiful wedding venue,” he said, eyes wandering around, taking in the building and its Greek architecture as the snow fell outside and covered the windows, “I hope our wedding will be this beautiful or even better.” 

You just smiled at him and nodded, “I’m sure it will be,” 

Yeonjun couldn’t hold back his smile and leaned forward to press a quick kiss to your lips, “I can’t wait to marry you next week.” 

You tried to pull the most genuine smile you could, hoping he wouldn’t see the lies that were beneath it. 

How could you be happy right now? The love of your life was going to walk through those doors at any minute and wait for his fiancé. They’d be married soon and everything between you and Soobin would come to an end officially. 

The moment you dreaded finally happened. Soobin walked in, everyone gawking at how handsome he looked, asking if he was ready and nervous. 

If you didn’t know Soobin, you would think he was actually happy right now. But since you do, you could tell he was bullshitting his whole way through this. The sadness in his eyes and the way he looked at you with Yeonjun was proof enough as it was. 

Soobin walked over to you, Yeonjun quickly standing up to shake his hand, “Congrats, man. You’ll be a great husband, I know it!” 

You tried to not roll your eyes at your fiancé’s comment. Yeonjun knew you and Soobin were best friends and he tried so hard since moving into the castle to befriend Soobin too. Saying you’d all be a group of best friends soon enough. 

Let’s just say Yeonjun is still working on that. Soobin wasn’t giving him the time of day in that department. 

All Soobin did was nod and give Yeonjun a fake smile, his eyes darting to you, “You better be a good husband for her. She deserves the world.” 

Yeonjun quickly nodded, placing a hand on your back, “I’ll take good care of her, don’t you worry.” 

Soobin took one last glance between you two and walked away. 

“He looks nervous,” Yeonjun whispered as he sat back down. 

No, he just doesn’t like you because you get to marry me and he doesn’t and he’s being forced to marry someone he doesn’t want. 

The famous wedding music started playing, and your heart nearly stopped. 

The wedding went by quickly, the final vows being told, and Soobin and his princess officially being confirmed as husband and wife. The crowd clapped and cheered. 

Soobin took one final look at you, his eyes telling you how much he loved you for the last time before leaning in to kiss his now wife. 

You looked down at the floor, hands going limp in your laps. 

Yeonjun noticed you, him touching her back, “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?” 

You shook your head, quickly standing up after hearing the rest of the crowd stand as well. 

Except you were the first to leave your seat and quickly leave the venue. 

Soobin’s eyes followed you the whole way, his heart breaking into a million pieces. 

You stepped out into the cold, letting the snow fall onto you. You cried. You let the tears fall and your knees buckle down to the ground, your dress soaking up the wet from the snow. 

Soobin was no longer yours. 

And the weight of that was heavy. 

Why is it so heavy? You weren’t meant for each other in the end. 

So why was it so heavy? 

Why is everything so heavy?

[snowbaamgyu]

OMG this is like sickfic, I can't believe gyu told us a story when he actually was sick poor baby :(

Soobin is so caretaker coded 🥺

[hwnglx]

soobin + seunghan

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

what does soobin think of seunghan?

soobin thinks of seunghan as a passionate and enthusiastic guy. someone with a lot of ambition. kinda like this person who can draw a spark of energy from any place.

he believes that the (former) riize member isn't a person very interested in blending in or going with the flow, and moreso sees him as a free spirit.

soobin thinks that seunghan is someone who could easily get into disagreements and conflicts with people for that reason. he looks at him as someone competitive who isn't afraid to fight when the situation calls for it. a little drama-prone. someone who easily finds himself in some sort of issue with others.. i heard “potty mouth” too, lol.

soobin also views him as very playful; there's this youthful energy here, where the txt leader recognizes seunghan as a person who hasn't fully matured into his own just yet. he still sees him as a bit of a child who has some growing up to do.

soobin also thinks of seunghan as someone who can have issues facing reality for what it is sometimes. the energy here is just quite.. immature still. a little naive, at times delusional. just not very serious.

soobin thinks that seunghan is someone who can still be guarded to a degree, and wary when it comes to deeper and heavier topics in life. a friend who prefers keeping things light.

what does seunghan think of soobin?

seunghan sees soobin as a guy full of drive, determination and focus. someone who's not only clear in his objectives, but also actively pushes himself to get things done.

he also looks at the txt leader as a person, who has a lot on his plate, and is juggling many priorities. also carries a lot of responsibility and burdens on his back.

seunghan seems to feel like a bull in a china shop with soobin sometimes; he easily feels like an inconvenience to the elder..

it's interesting because i literally got the six of cups, card of childhood, for soobin's thoughts on seunghan, and the card of the empress, representing the mother and nurturer, for seunghan's thoughts on soobin.

soobin is pretty much the one who takes on the burden in this friendship. something that comes quite naturally to capricorn placements; especially venus'. they can quickly take on the role of a caretaker, especially when the other party has tendencies of e.g. irresponsibility and instability. they can naturally slip into the role of the “parent” and feel responsible over keeping things secure.

seunghan also views soobin as a person who isn't lacking in energy, but more capable of controlling it, and investing it into the right places. whereas seunghan himself is someone who can be more on the impulsive and unpredictable side.

what is their overall dynamic like?

so, i don't think these two's communication is very good, at least not when it comes to deeper topics.. right now, they seem to be at a point where they're more distant from each other, and at a place that's rather undecided and unclear.

seunghan gives me this vibe of walking on egg shells around soobin, not wanting to be too outspoken out of worry that he'll somehow rub him wrong, or display another burden, in addition to the ones he already carries on his back.

and soobin does give me a bit of a.. “sigh. this kid.” vibe.

i definitely wouldn't say he dislikes him persé; i can still sense fondness on soobin's side. it's moreso this head shake over your more immature friends doing stupid things sometimes.

therefore, they seem to be at a point where things are left unresolved for now. for the time being, they're both focused on each other own's paths.

[wolfytae-exe]

CICI!!!!

thinking about fox hybrid jjun and bunny hybrid soobie :( (separately obv)…

Sly Bunny, Dumb Fox (F) (D)

warnings: yeonjun and soobin have animal instincts, reader treats them like pets, unedited drabble

note: ik you said separately but they’re so cute together! i’ll make a separate nsfw version if that’s what you want though Lia💚

paring(s): soobin x reader, yeonjun x reader

You didn’t expect to come home so late, traffic was a nightmare and so was the grocery store, out of almost every vegetable your bunny would willing eat, that picky boy, you had to search high and low for the baby carrots that were organic and 100% preservative free because Soobin could smell and taste the difference.

Not the mention the inability to get your hands on raw chicken thigh or feet. Your foxes favorite mix that he claims keeps his teeth clean and his bones from aching. You knew Yeonjun just wanted to one up Soobins picky taste and be extra difficult for you. The store is usually in stock with his choice of meat but not today, Saturday was always the worst time to restock.

By time you made it home you prayed Yeonjun didn’t eat Soobin or that Soobin didn’t make a wreck out of the place trying to run from the boy. “Please be a neat and tidy home.” You whispered as your pressed the combination to unlock your door, big brown paper bag in you arms as to reduce plastic that could suffocate Soobin.

You opened the door and almost dropped the groceries at the sight. Yeonjun, your fox, sitting on the floor while Soobin, your bunny, curled into his lap and slept, socked feet kicking from time to time as response to whatever he was dreaming about.

Yeonjun immediately shushed you before running his fingers into Soobins hair to settle the waking boy up. The two were far from tiny, Soobin reaching six feet tall and Yeonjun reaching five-eleven, but in this position they both seemed like the smallest ones in the room. You closed the door to your home and set down your groceries as quietly as possible. You didn’t speak, just took your sneakers off and hung up your purse before walking over and crawling onto the couch behind Yeonjun.

You ran your fingers through the foxes hair, scratching between his ears as he hummed. Although the two were predator and prey they treated each other like brothers, fights only broke out when Yeonjun was either too hungry to push back his instincts or when Soobin wanted to taunt the sensitive fox. They got along with each other and they both loved you, their caretaker, their lover, in there eyes at least, and their best friend.

At some point Yeonjun fell asleep, head in your lap and lips parted. You watched the two cuddle with each other with content and safety, you loved your boys and you knew they loved you too. Good thing they both shared human lives and not their hybrid counterparts. Living without the two of them would be worse than losing any pet.

[flashymoa]

No More Please- Sick Soobin (ft BTS Jin)

Part 2

Link to Part 1->

Sickie: Soobin

Content: fever, vomit/emeto, fever hallucinations, ignorance, hospitals, lots of angst and fluff, a little bit of BTS caring mainly Jin (this is after summing up all the parts)

A little recap of previous part and let's continue~

"What is your problem seriously, why are you so careless?! Does our time or schedule have no value to you?!! This is not expected from a leader."

Soobin tried so hard to hold back his tears. Nothing was going well. First he didn't feel well, his ears were ringing and now everyone was angry at him. Could it be any worse?

Soobin held back his tears, as he tried to explain. "I'm so sorry, hyung. I felt so sick-" before he could go any futher Yeonjun rolled his eyes and said, "Such a drama queen. Now that you can't do anything properly, you're pretending to be sick. What more stories are you gonna tell? You have fever, you threw up etc etc? Huh?!"

Soobin felt betrayed. Even Taehyun was taken aback at this point. He saw Soobin hanging his head low, shoulders tense the whole time Yeonjun was giving him a lecture. Taehyun couldn't just stand and watch. He turned to Yeonjun, "hyung, please stop. I think you're crossing the limits. Soobin hyung isn't like that."

Of course Yeonjun wasn't buying that. He glared at Taehyun and Taehyun gulped in fear. No one dared to speak over Yeonjun, the eldest. Moreover, Beomgyu was on Yeonjun's side. Kai wasn't present and only Taehyun wanted to argue to defend the leader; and Soobin, well he was just trying to find ways to make the situation better.

Finally, Soobin cut off the silence, "Let's start the practice." No one said anything and the dance practice started. Soobin felt exhausted when the practice hadn't even fully started yet. It was just doing warm-ups. But he felt miserable. His stomach was cramping and he felt heavy. Not to mention he was sweating bullets without even doing much workout. But he pushed himself. Because no one was ready to even listen to him.

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1 hour passed. As much as Soobin wanted, he couldn't ask for a break because he knew exactly what would happen if he did. Everyone would get angry at him again.

Soobin tried, he really tried hard to go on with the flow. But no matter what he did, he kept messing things up. The dance instructor had warned him a few times already. Not to mention Yeonjun and Beomgyu's constant flares. Taehyun didn't glare, his expression was something Soobin couldn't quite make out.

"Soobin what's wrong with you today? I've lost count of how many times you've made mistakes!" their dance instructor yelled.

"I'm sorry, I'll try more." Soobin muttered in a low voice. Yeonjun became even more annoyed at this. "Yah! Can't you even speak properly?!"

"I'm sorry, I'll do better," Soobin repeated himself, speaking clearly this time. Soobin was getting frustrated at himself. Why couldn't he get things right? He felt like crying but he couldn't cry; he could only look at his members like a pathetic, trying to find a little comfort which he couldn't find. His members didn't have any sympathetic or loving gazes towards him at that moment. He felt miserable.

Another few hours passed. Soobin was barely surviving. The music was playing, and he was dancing totally relying on muscle memory. He felt so hot, sticky and heavy. His stomach was aching more than he could withstand without groaning. At one point he felt like passing out, he wanted to at least sit down.

Soobin knew neither his members nor the dance instructor would let him take a break. But his body couldn't take it anymore as he sat down in the middle of the choreo, breathing heavily with eyes closed. He felt like throwing up.

Before anyone could utter a word or yell at him, he spoke up, "I n-need a break. J-just 5 minutes please." He trying his best not to stutter. He didn't want to be labelled again as a drama queen.

"You can't be serious right now Soobin, we just had a break an hour ago!" Yeonjun yelled.

Soobin didn't say anything, he got up and said, "I'll be back." He walked normally while exiting the practice room because he had to act like he was fine. Because everytime he wanted to say he wasn't feeling okay, or showed any signs of weakness, he'd be yelled at. He had no choice but to act normal in front of them.

They were 5 people who trusted each other like family, yet Soobin didn't know why he felt so lonely right now, when he needed their comfort the most. He felt like he was alone, struggling to do things properly.

As soon as he exited the practice room he was limping, clutching his stomach. As he made his way to the bathroom, at one point he didn't know if he could make it to the bathroom anymore. His stomach was churning painfully, his body felt so heavy he thought either he'd throw up on the floor right then or pass out. He took deep breaths to calm down, nothing was working. His world was swirling, even walking straight felt like an extremely hard task.

Soobin finally reached the washroom which he thought he wouldn't be able to make it. As soon as he got himself into a stall, he collapsed in front of the toilet, retching and vomiting violently. He squeezed his eyes and clutched his stomach in pain. He gagged and choked as his eyes widened. He coughed, and heaved again and again. Everything hurt. He started crying at some point.

When he finally finished, he slumped against the wall, closing his eyes, his breathing unstable and shaky. He had no energy left. He was sure he had a fever now, the weird stickiness and chills definitely indicated fever.

Soobin needed help, he wanted to call someone to help him but who? Everyone was mad at him, no one cared. Not a single one of his members cared. He felt so lonely. He thought of calling Kai once but immediately thought against it as the maknae was already sick and resting at home. That's when Soobin heard his phone ringing, 'Yeonjun Hyung' it read.

Should he pick it up?

After arguing with himself a thousand times, he picked it up. Soobin was so weak he didn't even have the energy to say hello or hold the phone to his ears. He put it on speaker and let it fall onto his lap.

Yelling was the first thing he heard. "CHOI SOOBIN! WHERE ARE YOU?! DO YOU KNOW AFTER SAYING 5 MINUTES HOW MUCH TIME YOU SPENT?!! HUH?!" it was Yeonjun. Much expected.

But Soobin didn't expect Beomgyu, who was younger than him, to yell at him too. "HYUNG WHY ARE YOU SO CARELESS? DO YOU EVEN HAVE ANY SHAMNE THAT THE WHOLE GROUP IS LAGGING BEHIND BECAUSE OF YOU?" As bad as Soobin felt because of sickness, he felt even worse to be treated like this by his own members. Endless tears were streaming down his face.

Taehyun was speaking now. They probably put the phone on speaker and now everyone was taking turns in scolding him.

"Hyung are you oka-" Soobin hung up. He didn't want to hear it anymore. He was so sick of being scolded. He didn't even know he was sobbing loudly until someone knocked on the door. He didn't answer, he knew it was Yeonjun. He hugged his knees and buried his head over it. He didn't want to be yelled at again.

Someone pushed open the door as it wasn't locked. Soobin thought it would be one of his angry members. He heard someone gasp. "Omg Soobin! Is that you?"

He felt someone placing their hand on his shoulder but he slapped it right away, sobbing even harder, "N-no m-more Please. No m-more- s-scolds."

He took a shaky breath. He felt a hand being placed on his shoulder again, "Soobin! Listen to me," Soobin slapped it away with all the energy he had, "NO!" He was stuttering badly. "Pl-please s-stop- scolding. I-I c-can't take it an-anymore." He was hyperventilating at this point. All of a sudden, his stomach turned as he lurched forward with gag, vomit pouring on his lap as he couldn't make it to the toilet bowl. He heaved again as Jin held him to keep him away from his own mess which didn't help much since Soobin had already vomited on his pants. "I-I'm s-sorry. I'm so sorry p-please d-don't yell." He was a crying, sobbing mess, traumatized in one word.

Soobin didn't know who the person was but that person didn't scold him, rather handed him with such gentle hands, rubbing his back and telling him it's going to be okay. He wanted warmth and this person's warmth pulled him close, making him relax as he was felt like he was freezing.

It was Jin from BTS. He was shocked to see Soobin like that. But before anything, he needed to help the younger out. He cradled Soobin in his arms, gently stroking his sweaty hair and giving back rubs. He could feel the intense heat rading from the younger, indicating the poor boy had a pretty high fever.

After Jin coaxing Soobin for a while, he had stopped crying but still violently shivering and slurring in a feverish delirium. Jin was so sure Soobin was mistreated either by his members, or the manager and whoever had done this to Soobin, he wasn't going to let them go so easily.

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1688 words.

Karma waiting in the next part🤧

[takeurexam]

what are we? -choi beomgyu x f!reader

warnings: fluff, highschool love, mutual pinning

part 2 here

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"Where is she?" Beomgyu asks to your classmate because he knew that your classes just ended around this time, and you and him usually walk home together. But you werent answering his messages when he texted you.

Your classmate told him that you were settling some work with the president in the meeting room, so here he is right now, waiting at the door.

'It feels weird walking home without her.' Beomgyu thought as he stared through the buildings window infront of the meeting halls door.

"Okay, so thats it? Thanks for today prez, see you!" He heard your voice echo across the room as a few students walked out the room, but he didnt care, he just wanted to see one person's face afterall.

"Oh my gosh... its Beomgyu!" One girl whispers to her friendgroup as they squeal in unison. He sighs and walks away a little.

'Beomgyu?' You were just dismissed from an meeting and the first thing you heard outside was your close friend's name. 'Oh, I forgot to tell Beomgyu I had an meeting. I probably made him wait.' You walk around and look for the person the girls described: his hair was a little long, brown, he's a tall guy. And had amazing visuals as well. (Something you would never admit)

"Y/N, there you are." Beomgyu smiles at you and waves a little. You smile back and walk to him.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you in advance, before my phone died." You explain to him why you made him wait and you assumed he probably texted you.

"That explains it all then." He chuckles and ruffles your hair. It was a habbit of his because he was one year older, and he acted like a caretaker to you. (But it lowkey hurt you because you want something else)

"Lets go?" You look at him as the sun hit his visuals, he nods and lets go of your hair and walks out the building with you.

Beomgyu and you became neighbors in 7th grade. This sparked a friendship between you two because of you bringing some food as a welcome requested by your mother.

Walking down the street you both always walk in together, you realized how you two have grown up so much, it had been years since you have met and now you two are seniors together.

"Lost in thought? You usually would be rambling about your day." He notices you staring all over the place, which made him pout because he wanted to hear you mumble about your day.

"Oh! Thanks for reminding me." You both arrive where you two usually wait for a ride to your neighborhood, "Prez Soobin was really strict today. I feel like someone hit his nerve or something." You laugh as he laughs along with you, "I gotta ask Soobin then." He says.

"Hmm.. and Yeonjun and Taehyun usually bothered me about their coffee jelly, but I was really hungry so I bought a few, they even laughed at me and told me to eat and take care of myself. They really act old."

"Huening Kai and I became partners for an activity in maths and he and I couldn't focus because we both were laughing too hard, it was really fun and a mood booster for me."

Beomgyu listened carefully, one thing that you liked about him; he listens. He even comments and proves that he did indeed listen to the details and amuse you.

"What a nice day." He chuckled as you both got in a bus. Beomgyu always offered to acompany you, rain or shine. He was worried that something would happen to you if he wasnt there- if he was sick or out of town, he would ask your parents to pick you up instead because he would die from being worried sick.

'Why have I been thinking about Beomgyu so much today?' You notice and realize that he's been so appealing to you lately.

"Here you go again, leaving me." He chuckles as he snaps his fingers infront of your face attempting to wake you from your thoughts, which worked.

"Sorry." You mumble to him as you feel a wave of drowsiness wash you. He notices and pats his shoulder.

"C'mon, you've been doing alot today, sleep." He pats his shoulder again and you hesitate- because you think you would die from being too flustered.

"Are you sure...?" You hesitate. He dosent answer and just pull your head into his shoulder (gently) which has you dying from joy.

You hope he cant hear your heartbeat beating so loud and fast and butterflies swarming your stomach.

But your thoughts get cut off as you black out.

Beomgyu notices you fall asleep as he smiles and attempts to remain calm as he felt butterflies rushing all around his stomach.

"Young man, are you two perhaps together?" An elderly woman asks him softly as she feared of waking you up.

"Ah.. no." He chuckles, "I wish."

"I hope you two get together. Im betting on it." She chuckles softly and waves goodbye and returning on doing her own thing.

He widely smiled and looked at you and wrapped his arm around your body to prevent you from falling.

"Psst, wake up." Your sleep gets interrupted by Beomgyu, you assume. "Were here?" You mumble as you shake your head to gain your conciousness.

"Yeah." He prepares his bag and waits for the bus to stop.

"C'mon." You and him walk up to the bus door and get down to your neighborhoods stop. "See you tomorrow." He smiles and waves.

"See you, stay safe." You smile and wave back.

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Bang Chan:

1/8 Migraine - Emeto feat Hyunjin

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Sick at the amusement park - emeto feat Chan / Hyunjin

Drabble - stomach ache feat Chan

Rest, please - emeto feat Han

Changbin:

3/8 not just carsick - Emeto feat Chan/Han

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x reader pt 1 - Emeto

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Felix:

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Is just a headache feat Minho

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Drabble - stomach ache feat Chan

Upset tummy - Emeto

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SKZ as caretaker

SKZ as sickies

SKZ - Food poisoning x reader headcanons

SKZ - they have stomach cramps

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Seonghwa:

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Drabble - Emeto feat Beomgyu

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Cold feat Soobin

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Snz feat Yeonjun

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Drabble - Emeto feat Taehyun

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Drabble - Emeto feat Yeonjun

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Drabble - stomach ache feat Soobin

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TXT as sickies

TXT as caretaker

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Our dumb secret - Emeto feat Theo

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Jiung:

Emeto + homesick feat Keeho / Soul

Intak:

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P1h as sickies

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Emeto headcanons

[feverishfics]

Request! Can you write a txt Soobin already struggling with rhinitis but he has a fever too? Him struggling with the itchy and stuffy, and feeling heavy and achy because of the fever. He feels like a burden because he thinks he's the leader and he should be more responsible, but his members comfort him and take care of him like a baby. And some mention of Soobin looking like a baby he's asleep cz he's so cute😭 That's all

Hey, thanks for the request! This is my first time writing anything for txt so this was a fun challenge! Also, happy New Year!

Be Honest, Soobin

Fandom: Tomorrow x Together

Sickie: Soobin

Caretakers: txt

Word Count: 2.2k

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It was a sunny day in March and, instead of being outside enjoying the nice weather, the members of txt were in the practice room working on the choreography for their next comeback. Since the members had already learned the choreography during the previous week, this practice was just to help with the fluidity and sychronisation of the dance. Because of this, Yeonjun was leading the practice with the five members on their own in the practice room. Soobin was glad that it was only his members with him in the practice room. He had been having problems with his rhinitis since the previous day, but he was also feeling rather unwell. His muscles were achy and his arms and legs felt heavy, which made the practice much more difficult than it normally was for him. Less people in the practice room meant less chance for his struggle to get noticed, as all of the other members were very focused on their own dancing. As the leader, it was his job to help Yeonjun guide the members through the practice, which he would not be able to do if he was sidelined due to feeling unwell.  

Although he knew the members noticed his frequent sneezing, he didn’t think they noticed anything else going on with him. This assumption was incorrect, however. Taehyun had been paying close attention to his hyung and had noticed him looking unwell and lagging behind in his dance. It wasn’t so obvious that anyone would be able to pick up on it, but Taehyun was a very observant person. He could see through his facade, no matter how hard Soobin tried to cover it up. Taehyun decided to keep a close eye on his hyung until their next break. Yeonjun clapped his hands together and turned to face his members. “Okay guys, the choreography was really smooth on that last run. Let’s go over ‘I’ll See You There Tomorrow’ one more time and then we can take a break. After that, we’ll start going through the choreography for ‘Deja Vu’, okay?” The members nodded in agreement and went to get in their starting positions. Just as Kai was going over to start the music, Soobin burst out sneezing for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. “Wa-ASHH! ASSHH!” “Bless you hyung!” Beomgyu laughed slightly as his hyung sneezed yet again. He felt bad for the older man, but at the same time he found it slightly amusing. The other members, except for Taehyun, also seemed to find the sneezing amusing. Soobin sniffed and cleared his throat before getting back in position. “Thanks Gyu.” Taehyun frowned at his hyung in concern before Kai turned on the music and the dance started.

After the group had finished their final runthrough of “I’ll See You There Tomorrow”, their break started. Soobin had struggled a lot during the second half of the song as his limbs just kept feeling heavier and heavier. The ache in his muscles was beginning to migrate to his head, and the loud music and exertion from dancing were making it worse. With the headache forming, Soobin knew that he was screwed. He only really got headaches when he had a fever. He occasionally got them when his rhinitis got bad too, but this typically only occurred about four days or more into a flare up. Since this flare up of rhinitis had only started the previous day, Soobin was fairly certain that it was not the cause. ‘Shit,’ he thought as he walked toward his water bottle, ‘I can’t afford to get sick right now. Our comeback is only a few weeks away and I’m the leader. I can’t put us behind schedule. The others would have to work overtime to get me caught up.’ With these thoughts spinning through his head, Soobin sank down to the floor and leaned his head against the wall, closing his eyes. Taehyun came and sat next to him, but Soobin didn’t hear him as he was too preoccupied with sneezing yet again. “Huh, ASSHH! Wa-ASSH! HUH-ASHH!” “Bless you, hyung.” Soobin startled, not expecting to hear Taehyun’s voice so close to him. The older sniffled a few times and then responded,  “Thanks Taehyun-ah.” The younger man frowned at how tired his hyung seemed and asked him the question that had been on his mind for a while. “Are you feeling okay hyung? You seem really tired.” “I’m fine Taehyunnie, my rhinitis is just acting up you know?” Turning to fully face his hyung, Taehyun said, “I know hyung, but I’ve seen you with bad rhinitis multiple times and it seems like something else is going on. I’ve noticed you struggling a little bit to keep up which normally never happens. I’m just a little concerned about you. If you’re feeling unwell, you need to let us know so that we can help you.” Feeling his heart tug at his dongsaeng’s words, Soobin put his hand on Taehyun’s shoulder. “I appreciate the concern, but I’m really fine. I’m just tired today because my nose was stuffed last night and it was hard to sleep. I’ll do a steam treatment when we get home and that should make me feel better. I’m gonna go to the bathroom before we have to start again, okay?” Not waiting for a response, the leader slowly got up from sitting on the floor and made his way to the door. Taehyun noticed the way his hyung seemed to be slightly unsteady on his feet which made his concern grow even more.

Taehyun took a sip of his water and got up to go to where the other members were relaxing until they had to start again. Kai was laid out on the floor in a starfish position while Beomgyu sat next to him and called out questions to him for a Buzzfeed quiz. Why Beomgyu didn’t just hand the phone to Kai, Taehyun did not know, but hey, it seemed to be working out fine. Yeonjun was sipping on his water bottle and scrolling on his phone. Taehyun sat down next to his oldest hyung and spoke up to get his members’ attention. “Do you guys think that something is wrong with Soobin hyung?” Beomgyu looked up from his phone. “I mean, I know his rhinitis is acting up. But now that you mention it he does seem a little off today.” “Maybe he’s just tired?” the maknae questioned. “That’s what he said when I asked him, but I think there’s something else going on. He seems a little unsteady on his feet, which isn’t normal for him when he’s just tired.” Yeonjun furrowed his brows, looking like he was thinking about something. “You know,” the oldest started, “he has seemed to be slightly off beat today. I let it go because I know that all the sneezing and the stuffiness is distracting, but it’s not like him to be so off even when his rhinitis has been really bad before.” “Should we end practice early? Maybe he just needs to get some rest,” Kai offered, sitting up. Beomgyu shoved his shoulder lightly, laughing as he spoke. “You just want to end practice early so that you can take a nap too.” “Not true!” the maknae protested. “I’m just concerned about him.” Yeonjun chuckled at his dongsaengs’ antics before speaking up again. “I’ll talk to him when he gets back in here. Why don’t the three of you go down to the cafeteria and get a protein bar for everyone? If there’s nothing wrong with Soobin, that might be what he needs.” Nodding, the youngest three members got up and headed out the door.

While in the bathroom, Soobin took the time to splash some water on his face in an attempt to compose himself before returning to practice. Looking at his reflection, the leader saw that his cheeks were flushed, more so than they normally were for dance practice. This further confirmed Soobin’s suspicion that he had a fever. As he was looking in the mirror, the tickle in his nose intensified and he quickly got some tissue and brought it up to his face before dissolving into a sneezing fit. “ASSHH! ASSHHH! Wa-ASHH!” Soobin blew his nose and sniffled before bringing his hand up to massage his temples. He hated how loud and aggressive his sneezes were. Not only did they cause his head to hurt more, they were also causing his throat to hurt. ‘I should probably get back to the practice room before the others start to wonder where I am.’ Soobin washed his hands and began walking back. 

As he walked in the door, Soobin noticed the absence of his three dongsaengs. Turning to Yeonjun, the leader said, “Hyung, where did everyone go?” Patting the space next to him, the oldest replied, “Oh, they went to the cafeteria to get protein bars for everyone. They should be back soon.” Nodding, Soobin walked over to his hyung and sat down next to him. The two sat in silence for a moment before Yeonjun brought up the topic of Soobin’s health. “Soobin-ah, are you feeling okay today? I’ve noticed that you’ve seemed a little off during practice.” After getting no response from his leader, Yeonjun turned toward the younger just in time to see him snap forward into his elbow. “WAH-ASSH! Ugh, sorry. I’m fine, hyung, you know that my rhinitis is acting up.” “Bless you, and yes, I know that, but it seems like there is more going on. You seem off even for having a flare up of rhinitis. You’re off beat and you seem really tired. Just be honest with me.” Yeonjun didn’t know exactly what response he expected, but he definitely didn’t expect Soobin to tear up and almost start crying. “I’m sorry hyung. I know that I’ve been dragging today and it’s probably been putting everyone else off. I’ll try harder during the next half, I promise. I don’t want to hold you guys back.” “Oh no Soobinnie, you’re not holding anyone back. We’re just concerned about you, we’re not upset. All we care about is that you’re okay.”

Yeonjun moved to wipe the few tears that had escaped his dongsaeng’s eyes and as he did, he felt the heat that was radiating from his skin. Yeonjun took his hand and put it on Soobin’s forehead, trying to gauge his fever with both his palm and with the back of his hand. “Oh Soobinnie, no wonder you’ve been struggling today. You’re burning up!” Soobin quickly moved away from his hyung’s hands and wiped the tears from his cheeks. “No I’m not, I’m fine. There’s nothing wrong with me, it’s just my rhinitis.” “Soobin-ah, don’t lie to me, I can clearly tell that you have a fever. Why didn’t you say anything?” Finally accepting defeat, Soobin sighed and decided to tell Yeonjun the truth. “I didn’t want to be a burden to you. I’m the leader and I can’t be an effective leader if I can’t even practice properly! I’ll be fine in a little while, I’ll just take a longer break.” “You will not be fine after a longer break. You have a fever and you need to go home and rest. And you’re not a burden, Soobin. Everyone gets sick sometimes, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re probably only sick because you’ve been running yourself ragged worrying about this comeback! Taking a few days off to let yourself heal is a good thing.” Sniffling again, the leader nodded and leaned his head on his hyung’s shoulder. Yeonjun started running his fingers through Soobin’s hair and asked, “Why did you try to pass this off as rhinitis? Were you feeling this sick yesterday too?” “I didn’t feel this bad yesterday. I really think that it is rhinitis because it feels like it, but somehow I ended up getting a fever at the same time. Pretty shitty luck, huh?” Yeonjun giggled a little and replied, “Yeah, it really is. But don’t worry, we’ll make you feel as good as new.” 

The two remained in their position on the ground until Yeonjun heard Soobin start to snore slightly. Smiling at how cute his dongsaeng was, the oldest gently lowered Soobin to the ground and walked to the door to ensure that the other three would be quiet when they got back. He went into the hallway not a moment too soon. Yeonjun had barely shut the door when he saw his members rounding the corner. “Shhh!” He called out as Beomgyu and Taehyun were loudly laughing at something that Kai had said. Beomgyu looked at Yeonjun and asked, “Why are we shushing? What’s going on?” Whispering as he opened the door, Yeonjun replied, “Because I finally got our invincible leader to admit that he’s sick and now he’s asleep on the practice room floor.” The four walked into the practice room and cooed at the sight of their leader sleeping peacefully on the floor. “Aw, he’s so cute, like a baby,” Beomgyu said. “Yeah, a super tall baby,” Kai chuckled. Taehyun turned to Yeonjun. “We can’t just let him sleep on the floor like this. He’s gonna get super sore.” Yeonjun nodded in agreement but said, “I know, but he looks so peaceful. Let’s go find a manager and tell them about this, then we can bring him home, okay?” The members walked toward the door, Beomgyu reaching to turn off the lights. Taehyun smiled and whispered, “Sleep tight, hyung.” He shut the door behind him and joined his members in the hall as they let their leader get some well deserved rest.

[soft-for-yoongi]

Introduction & Masterlist~

What I write: ✅️

- emeto (some variation of it is in all of my stories)

- nausea

- any stomach illness/bug

- food poisoning

- motion sickness

- passing out/fainting

- overexertion paired with emeto

- over eating

- Indigestion

- sympathy sickness

- burping (only as a minor detail)

- panic attacks (only mildly)

- snz if paired with emeto

- fevers, coughs, chills, dizziness, fainting etc

- mpreg (I am still not sure, I'd probably be shit at it)

- morning sickness

What I don't write (no hard feelings!): ❌️

- age regression

- forced sickness

- severe illnesses

- hospitals

- public illness

- x reader

- hard core angst

- scat

- stuffing

- nsfw/smut

- violence/non-accidental injuries

- groups other than bts

If anything isn't listed and you're curious, send me an ask!! I'm happy to clarify!!

All of my fanfics are listed under the hastag: #soft-for-yoongi writes

My stories range from 500 - 4000 words and I don't do multiple part stories

I only write for bts, but I may post little bits from other groups!!!

MASTERLIST (ongoing)

Jungkook

5+1 Story - 1469 words Emoji Sequence - 795 words Emoji Sequence - 524 words Fake Sick - 1969 words Midnight Queasies - 1102 words Work Out Problems - 806 words Weak Link - 1966 words Mpreg - 593 words But... Sightseeing? - 1142 words Studio Sickness - 1957 words Shower Sickness - 710 words ON Accident - 1538 words Drunken Vlive - 1199 words More Than a Funny Tummy - 3716 words Sick On Stage - 1133 words Stomach Bug - 1887 words

Taehyung

Fire Noodle Mistakes - 1604 words Sick Tae-bear - 885 words Fever Dreams, Hyung's Don't Leave - 1744 words Emoji Sequence - 525 words Emoji Sequence - 479 words

Jimin

Dizzy Jiminie - 742 words Weight of Perfection - 1496 words Jin + Min - 694 words Sick Minie - 1403 words

Namjoon

Ahgi Namjoon - 1775 words

Hoseok

Hobi-hyung? - 870 words

Yoongi

Just a Cold? - 1227 words

Seokjin

* Currently, no fics for Seokjin 😭😭 ik I should really write some, but he is a very frequent caretaker 🥺

Links for videos/clips and such:

Jungkook feeling nauseous Bam throwing up on Jungkook Jungkook hiccup/burp Jungkook rubbing his stomach Jungkook chicken (vomiting?) Noises Jungkook tummy Yoongi asking Jungkook if he is throwing up cuddly Jinkook during vlive anxious Yoongi - beyond the story Jungkook burping on vlive seasick Straykids Jimin talking about indigestion Jimin on suchwita Jungkook chugging water at an award show Jimin sneeze vlive Kai rubbing Soobin's tummy Jungkook eating 3 icecreams Jimin with the hiccups Jungkook having indigestion on vlive Yeonjun saying he feels sick Jimin thought Jungkook was throwing up

[kpopsickies]

I’ll be home for Christmas

sickie: Huening Kai

Caretaker: Lea+Bahiyyih 

Bahiyyih p.o.v 

I had just finished up dance practice with my members and hurried back to the dorm, packing up my stuff. My brother would be there within 20 minutes to pick me up. The two of us were going to spend the Christmas holidays with her, our parents thought it was a good idea, especially because we wouldn't be able to spend Christmas with them. I had just finished packing when there was a knock on my door. “Come in” 

“Hey Hiyyih!” I recognized the voice without even needing to look up, “Hey Hikaru!” 

“your brother is here” she said sitting down on my bed. I threw a sweater into my bag. “Should I bring these?” I asked showing her a pair of jeans. She nodded, “they’re cute on you” I nodded and threw them into my bag. “I’m gonna miss you” I smiled at her, “I’ll miss you too, but I’ll only be gone 10 days” She nodded, “I know. You have to send me pictures” I smiled and nodded as I threw the last of my things in the bag. “I’m ready” The two of us walked downstairs to the kitchen, I saw Kai standing in the living room talking with a few of my members, he noticed me, waving, “ready to go Hiyyih?” I nodded and gave Hikaru a quick hug and waved goodbye to the other members. I followed mt brother out the door and to the car, his manager had offered to take us on the 45 minute drive to Lea’s house. Kai sat in the back with me so we could talk, and I wouldn’t be lonely. 

“How are you adjusting in Kep1er?” 

“good, we’ve had a lot of comebacks, I’m tired. I’m glad to have a break” 

“yeah, that makes sense.” He paused, “You and Hikaru seem close” I smiled, hoping I wasn’t blushing. “She’s a good friend for sure” 

“you like her” it didn’t come out as a question. I shrugged, “yeah, she’s a good friend” he gave a knowing smile, “Trust me Hiyyih, I know my sister” I rolled my eyes. “whatever you say. How’re the guys?” I asked, definitely not trying to change the subject. He gave me a knowing look, “they’re good, Soobin and Beomgyu both had a cold last week.” I dramatically leaned away and covered my face as he said that. He laughed, “don’t worry, it’s been a week, I still haven’t started showing signs, so by now I think I’ll be fine” 

“If you get me sick I’m suing you” he rolled his eyes, “ever the sympathetic baby sister” I laughed, he looked slightly less than amused, but I could see the smile under his fake glare. The two of us talked back and forth about life, our groups, comebacks, and so forth. About halfway through the ride my phone rang with a facetime notification, I picked it up and saw it was Lea. I showed the caller ID to Kai before answering it. “Hey Lea” Kai and I said together. “Hi! how close are you guys?”

“about 20 minutes or so” I explained glancing at the gps. “if traffic stays the same” 

“okay, I was just curious, I’m excited to see you guys” She exclaimed, i smiled, “we’re excited to see you too!” 

“why didn’t you call me? I’m older!” Kai said, an over dramatic pout on his face. I rolled my eyes, “hate to break it to you Kai, but you suck at answering your phone. It’s always on silent” I laughed, and Kai shrugged, “fair point” he said. He suddenly sneezed, startling me so much that I dropped my phone, I heard Lea laughing, Kai apologized, laughing a bit as he did. “bless you” Lea said through a laugh. “thanks” Kai said, as he pulled a tissue out of his backpack, “are you sick?” Lea asked, noticing that he seemed prepared. Kai shrugged, “I don’t know yet, but Soobin and Beomgyu had a cold last week, I was just being prepared.” Lea and I exchanged a look through the camera screen. “should I just count on him being sick all week?” She asked me, I shrugged, “probably” 

“check if he has a fever” I side-eyed Kai who turned away and covered his face with his arms, “hiding” from me, I turned the camera so Lea could look, “kai” she said, a warning tone in her voice, “no” he said, we both rolled out eyes at him, Lea shook her head, “I’m going to take a quick run to the store” She eyed Kai with a bit of concern. Kai glanced between us. “girls are so weird” He said looking confused. “see you guys in a few” Lea said waving to us, before hanging up. “why does she need to go to the store?” Kai asked, his eyes glazed over and he turned away from me, “HIAtcHu- IATchu-hh- HiATChu”

“bless you” he sniffled, “thank you” 

“Kai, I think you might be sick” he shook his head stubbornly, “nah, I’m fine” I gave him a skeptical look, “seriously Hiyyih” I shrugged, “whatever you say dude” The next few minutes he spent sniffling, basically constantly, “Kai, blow your nose” I said, trying not to sound too irritated, especially because he looked embarrassed. “I don’t have tissues” I handed a few napkins from the pocket of the car. “here” he took them and pressed them to his face, “when will you admit you’re getting sick?” He frowned, “I felt fine yesterday” his eyebrows creased, “I just had a little bit of a stuffy nose, but I thought that was from it being cold outside” he explained, he blew his nose harshly, I tried not to cringe away from him. “maybe you have the flu, that comes on pretty fast” he looked annoyed, “I know” he sighed, “I was just hoping to avoid it” I patted his shoulder, “if you guys want to send me back to the dorm that’s fine” I laughed, “and make you spend Christmas alone? while sick? No way, that’s mean” He smiled, “thanks”  

“yeah, yeah, I know I’m amazing, but if you get me sick I’m still suing you” he laughed, coughing slightly after. “deal” he held his hand out for me to shake, I wrinkled my nose and shook my head, “nah bro, wash your hands first” 

~el time skipo~

When we got to Lea’s house she ran out the front door to greet us. After hugging me she stopped in her tracks. “You look...” she glanced at me, “like shit?” I said shrugging, Lea facepalmed and Kai glared at me “I was going to say sick” She placed her hand on his forehead, he tried shrugging it off, but she grabbed his shoulder. “stop being stubborn” he apologized, “you have a fever” she explained, Kai shrugged, “I know. I can feel it” he coughed after, thankfully having enough sense to turn away from us. “come on inside, then we can drug you” he nodded, he grabbed his bag from the car. I went to grab mine but before I got the chance he took it and flung it over his shoulder. “Kai, I can carry it” he shrugged, “I’ve got it” I glanced at Lea, once Kai was a bit ahead of us she leaned over to me, “I think he feels guilty for getting sick and is trying to make it up to us. But he’s a boy so using his words isn’t easy” we both laughed at her comment, Kai glanced back at us, looking confused. Which only made us laugh more. “girls are so weird” we went inside, Kai set my bag down on the couch. He took his bag to the room he always slept in. “I’m kinda worried about him” Lea said sitting down on the couch. “yeah, he told me that Beomgyu and Soobin were sick last week. I assume he caught whatever they had. I think he said it was just a cold though, so that’s good.” We both stopped when Kai walked into the living room. “how are you feeling?” 

“okay, mainly just congested” he said, he stood awkwardly in the doorway. Lea stood up, “I got some cold medicine that I want you to take” 

“thanks noona” he said softly, “Kai, how long have you felt sick for?”

“I really felt fine earlier. I wouldn’t have come otherwise.” Kai explained. “It’s okay Kai. We aren’t mad.” Lea said, she rubbed his back gently, we exchanged a concerned glance when he ducked into his elbow with a harsh coughing fit. ”Oppa?” I said softly when he finished coughing, he glanced at me. “I know we had plans of stuff do with this week, but maybe we just have a relaxing week so you can get better, then we can do more fun stuff when you’re better.” He looked between us, “I’m sorry for ruining our sibling time” Lea and I glanced at each other. “Kai, you didn’t ruin anything. You’re sick. That’s seriously fine. Let’s just focus on getting you recovered.” Lea said, taking the roll of big sister. I smiled and nodded, “exactly what she said” he smiled, “you know, for sisters, you’re pretty awesome” We both rolled our eyes but smiled. “Go to sleep” Lea said shoving his head. He laughed, “yes ma’am” 

[bleedsmedry]

☾ㅤstatisticsㅤ/ㅤwanted connectionsㅤ/ㅤmusings postsㅤ☽

(  choi  soobin,  he/him,  cis  man,  muse  68  )  look  !  that’s  jude  whittaker  walking  down  main  street  !  they’re  the  twenty  two  year  old  worker  at  the  local  musical  instrument  store  and  they  can  always  be  seen  hanging  around  the  abandoned  ski  lodge.  jj  is  pretty  honest,  short-tempered  and  headstrong,  which  is  probably  why  they  give  off  knuckles  that  are  always  bruised  and  bandaged,  the  sound  of  an  old  yamaha  motorcycle’s  engine  as  it  passes  by  &  screaming  at  the  top  of  your  lungs  vibes.  hey,  now  that  we’re  on  the  topic  of  them,  is  it  true  that  he’s  a  drug  dealer  on  the  side  and  he  loves  to  sample  the  product  ?  eh,  it’s  probably  just  a  rumor. 

childhood: 

born to a housemaid unable to care for him, jude was adopted by the affluential and well-off whittaker family. he was well provided for as a child with ample opportunities given to him, even as the  ‘ adopted ’  son, post birth of his parent’s biological daughter. still, he was never quite like the rest of his family. he didn’t care for the finer things in life, much preferred rough housing in the dirt with his  ‘ poor ’  friends. as soon as jude was old enough to really understand, he knew just how different he was from the rest of the whittaker’s, his parents and sister included. when he began to denounce his financial status, and his family, his parents had thought it to be a phase. some things, though, kids just never grow out of. 

personality:

though at his core, jude does actually have a good heart, you’d never guess that just from speaking to him. he’s not exactly the nicest person in the world, typically coming off as cold, distant and uncaring. someone who uses vulgar language and angry facial expressions to express himself more often than not, he can be seen as a bit of an asshole to some. even still, with his kind’ve shit personality and even more shit outlook on life, he feels for people who didn’t have the opportunities he did. who didn’t have the money and things the whittaker’s did. it isn’t pity, no, but instead he truly wishes better for those who had less. still, he can be a huge dick. so it’s best people keep that in mind when approaching.

interests:ㅤ( brief mentions of drug use )

while he’s not one to rattle on about the things he likes, jj is actually pretty passionate about a lot of things. from music to motorcycles to  ( very quietly )  helping out at the local soup kitchen, he spends a lof of time doing things that he actually really enjoys. oh, and of course, who could forget how much he loves the party scene, namely, the drugs ?

important tidbits:

jude hates his family. he’s a whittaker solely in name, not even blood tying him to the people who raised him. many would say he should be grateful, his adoptive parents, in fact, saying just that more than once. he was anything but, though. he often used to wish his biological mother, wherever she was, had just taken him with her instead. when the lawyer told the whittaker’s all the money was being left to his late grandfather’s caretaker ??  well what could jj do but laugh in his families faces. the old man had had a great sense of humor, it seemed. if you asked him, the whittaker’s got exactly what they deserved. 

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TXT AS WOLVES

1.) Soobin

For some reason, ever since their çät and døg video, Sbn as a big white dog just makes sense. Whether he's good or evil, I can just see him being a white wolf. The loyal leader, teacher and caretaker.

2.) Yeonjun

I kind of felt like this one speaks for itself. Whether an alpha or omega, I can see his wolf being black. Ynjn would be a skilled hunter and remains at the front during hunts. But in their den, he babies all of his "pups". He cuddles them and grooms their fur.

3.) Beomgyu

Cute but can also give an intense stare while on stage. I felt a brown wolf would suit him. He's a playful and rambunctious wolf but very reliable during serious situations. He doesn't hesitate to step in when the situation is getting rough even if it's dangerous.

4.) Taehyun

He would definitely be the wolf pack's main defense. Like Beomgyu, he doesn't hesitate to jump into a serious situation to help his pack. He's wise despite being one of the youngest. But at home, he loves to spar with his mates, especially Kai- his puppy side really shows.

5.) Kai

The youngest, the pack's adorable pup. He never hesitates to jump into fun whenever he can. Whenever he sees the others in pain or struggling, he does what he can to help. He puts his pack mates before himself. But just stay on his good side. His mates are his world.

[lullabytaeyong]

Ahhh hi! Do you think you could write something about regressor!soobin with the rest of the boys being caretakers? Maybe just like a day in the life thing? Totally fine if not :)

- @sweetlittlenamjoon 💖

hiii!! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ i would love to! thx for the request <3

[incandescenteer]

Where we met

Closed Agency Basic

Brookies Friend as Kim Jiwoong

A Feeling When as Kim Sunoo

Kios Bahari as Johnny Suh

Barbieland as Kim Minji

Way To Anaheim as Watanabe Haruto

Seven In Loops S1 as Xu Minghao

Seven In Loops S2 as Joshua Hong

Magnetic Amore as Park Gunwook

Sweet Of Cream as Kim Mingyu

Oondeep as Aganta Ramadanu

Cherished Lives as Lee Dong Wook

Pasal Mayem as Bright Vachirawit

Dusk Oclock as Joong Archen

Harmony Hearts as Jeon Wonwoo

Pink Tape as Kim Ki Bum

Aaaancur2an as Kim Seonho

The Postcat as Lee Heeseung

Hopeful Message as Lee Heeseung

Sugar Chatter as Choi Soobin

Closed Agency OC

Bienveneu Paris as Umbara Kawa Wihita (Park Jongseong)

Ruang Siaran as Agha Laut Naratama (Pond Naravit)

Sweet Memoire as Mada Rajendra (Mark Pakin)

Hidden Macrocosm as Jagat Kanka (Park Hyunwook)

Caretaker

Paralelled Door as Aidan (G-Dragon)

Tadaima Cafe as Yasawirya Suma Hartandi (Choi Yeonjun)

Noirditory S2 as Finn Russell (Christopher Bhang)

Open Agency/Squad

Noirditory S1 as Lee Minho

GMMJ as Bright Vachirawit

Handled Gen RP/Selfol

Bright Vachirawit - x.com/xbrightvc

Park Jongseong - x.com/jongesaeng

Lee Know - x.com/LEEKN0WD