#my dehydrated ass was up until 4AM finishing it

[yepthatsacowalright]

Been wanting to try to digitally paint sunset clouds for a while now, remembered this shot in FOTR exists, and sort of blacked out the past few days working on it.

[sickjoonie]

on your sick hc you talked about taehyung having to go to the hospital from food poisoning? maybe write a fic on that?

seokjin knew something was wrong when taehyung started clinging onto him on the drive back to their dorms. they had finished a day of meetings and practices, getting done early enough to enjoy dinner at their dorm.

seokjin had settled in his seat when taehyung climbed in and clung onto his arm, nuzzling his face into seokjin’s shoulder. seokjin didn’t comment on it; they were all tired and tended to be a bit more clingy to each other when they were tired.

he let taehyung cling to him, deciding to ask him about it later when they got back to the dorm.

only, taehyung never let go of him, clinging onto his arm even as he went into his room. seokjin sighed and sat down on his bed, knowing exactly what was going on.

“what hurts?” seokjin looked down at taehyung who had his face pressed against seokjin’s collarbone.

“my tummy,” taehyung whimpered, “i feel really nauseous, hyung.”

seokjin frowned. he forced taehyung to pull back from him, pressing his hands against taehyung’s cheeks and forehead. there was no presence of fever; taehyung was only a bit sweaty from the day’s activities. he wasn’t pale or sickly looking, but his face held a grimace that indicated pain.

seokjin hummed, pulling taehyung back into his chest and wrapping his arms around him. he slowly rubbed his back, feeling taehyung melt under his touch. “what did you eat for lunch today?”

“leftovers from namjoon hyung’s studio.”

if it was from namjoon’s studio, it was most likely food poisoning. namjoon had a bad habit of forgetting to clean out his mini fridge, instead allowing food to go bad. even namjoon had gotten sick from it before.

“i think you got food poisoning, taehyung ah.”

taehyung groaned, curling around his stomach. “i think so too. my stomach isn’t agreeing with me at all.”

seokjin felt a pang of sympathy for the younger. there wasn’t much they could do besides let taehyung’s body run its course to get rid of the toxins.

“do you wanna lay down? maybe try to sleep. does that sound good?”

taehyung nodded. he let seokjin lay him against his bed, pulling the covers over him. when seokjin moved to leave, however, he grabs his hand.

“stay with me, hyung?” taehyung pouts. his other arm is wrapped around his stomach, hugging it tightly.

seokjin didn’t need to be asked twice. he climbed into the bed, letting taehyung curl into his chest as he draped one arm over taehyung’s waist. in the silence, he could hear taehyung’s stomach quietly gurgling, indicating how upset it was.

he stayed until taehyung’s breathing slowed and his grip on his stomach loosened, having fallen asleep. he slowly eased himself out of bed, careful not to disturb taehyung. he moved his trash can closer to the bed, just in case, before leaving the room to seek the other members.

-

taehyung woke up from his nap to his stomach dangerously churning. the nap had done nothing to soothe his nausea. he groaned, resigning himself to body’s symptoms. he got up, not wanting to ruin seokjin’s bed, and made his way to the bathroom.

he could hear the rest of the members eating down in the kitchen. the thought of joining them or even coming close to them only made his stomach lurch in protest; it was clear that the opposite of eating was going to be happening instead.

taehyung stumbled into the bathroom and kneeled in front of the toilet, wincing as his stomach cramped. he pressed a hand against the angry organ and rubbing at it.

minutes passed by with harsh swallows and more protesting from his stomach. taehyung was startled out of his trance by the door creaking open.

“taehyung ah?” jimin’s face peaked around the corner, worry etched on it. that worry only increased when he saw the position taehyung was in. he pushed the door open and walked in, sitting down next to taehyung.

taehyung gave him a pained smile.

“seokjin hyung told me you weren’t feeling well.”

taehyung shook his head. a strong wave of nausea hit him and he leaned forward, feeling a gag in the back of his throat. it was nothing but a false alarm, however, a training for the real thing. taehyung sighed and sat back down. at this point, he wanted nothing more than to vomit and get it over with.

jimin rested his hand on taehyung’s neck, playing with the hair there. “it’ll be over soon.”

time passed slowly through molasses, dragging out taehyung’s misery. after what felt like forever, taehyung felt his mouth water and he leaned forward. he spit into the toilet bowl and waited for his body to betray him.

within seconds he was retching loudly, stomach tensing up before he vomited. the sensation was unpleasant and burning. his stomach was relentless, heaving again and again until it was sore. all the while, jimin’s had traced his spine up and down.

“there you go, it’s gonna be fine, i’m here for you,” jimin whispered over and over again.

taehyung coughed, catching his breath. his stomach slowly settled, deciding to hold off on reeking havoc for the time being. taehyung gently sunk back, leaning into jimin’s chest.

jimin grabbed some toilet paper and wiped taehyung’s mouth, threw it in the toilet, and flushed it all down.

“feel any better?” jimin asked.

taehyung’s stomach was still aching, but the nausea had settled to a low flicker. he had a feeling it would kick back up soon, however. “a bit. stomach still hurts.”

jimin hummed, adjusting so taehyung was pressed closer to him. “do you wanna stay in here or go back to bed?”

taehyung eyed the toilet. right now, it looked like his best friend, aside from jimin. “stay here. probably will throw up again soon.”

jimin nodded in understanding. “i’ll stay with you then.” he pressed a kiss to taehyung’s sweaty forehead. “for as long as you need me, i’ll be here.”

taehyung hiccuped, his stomach sloshing. “you’re gonna be here for a while then.”

-

it was 4am  and taehyung felt like he was dying.

everything had taken a turn for the worst. it wasn’t even an hour before he had started throwing up again. the pattern had repeated through the night; not an hour would pass before another vomiting session, even if his stomach had nothing but water in it.

seokjin had came in a couple hours into the relentless vomiting, attempting to get jimin to go and rest. he quickly became grateful jimin’s presence, though, seeing how bad the vomiting was.

he had attempted to get taehyung to keep down water and one point even medicine. both were eventually thrown back up.

by now, taehyung’s head had joined in the list of ailments. it ached alongside his stomach and the dizziness was making the nausea so much worse. he was shaking, not from a fever, but from exertion.

all he wanted was to sleep.

jimin held him in his arms, near tears from how worried he was. seokjin sat next to him, typing away at his phone.

“hyung,” taehyung whimpered.

“sh, hyung’s here,” jimin comforted, his voice shaky.

“i-i really don’t feel good.”

jimin looked up at seokjin desperate for help. anything to stop taehyung’s pain.

seokjin was watching taehyung closely, his naver search pulled up on his phone. “taehyung ah, is it just your tummy?”

taehyung weakly shook his head. “my head hurts… everything’s spinning. i don’t like it.”

seokjin’s mind was made. he stood up, pocketing his phone in his sweatpants. “we’re taking him to the hospital, jimin ah.”

jimin sighed. he was exhausted. “that bad?”

seokjin nodded. “he’s most likely dehydrated from all the vomiting. they can give him medicine and fluids. it’s the best option we have.”

jimin glanced down at taehyung, who merely stared back up at the two. it really would be for the best; the nausea wouldn’t let up enough to let taehyung get fluids naturally. this was the only other choice.

“i’ll grab a bucket. do you think you can get taehyung moving on his own?” seokjin asked.

jimin nodded. “who’s driving us?”

“sejin hyung. i’ve been messaging him all night with updates. he suggested the hospital first.”

taehyung groaned, shifting uncomfortably in jimin’s arms. the nausea was worsening. if going to the hospital meant putting an end to all this, taehyung would take it. “l-let’s get to the hospital. i just want this to be over with.”

the decision had been made.

jimin helped taehyung shakily stand up, his body weak from lack of fluids and the physical exertion of vomiting. they met seokjin at the entrance to their dorm. the two helped taehyung to where sejin was waiting and climbed in the car.

jimin held taehyung’s hand the entire way to the hospital. it hurt him seeing taehyung as weak as he was and took everything in him to keep from crying.

all he wanted was for taehyung to be okay.

-

jimin woke to someone squeezing his hand.

there was a kink in his neck and he winced as he lifted his head. his ass hurt from sitting in a plastic chair for so long, numbness radiating from it.

he blinked sleepily, exhaustion draped over him like a blanket. someone was holding his hand, rubbing their thumb over his knuckles. his eyes were heavy and he felt them slowly closing again, sleep dragging him back under.

someone laughed. “ah, sleeping beauty has risen.”

jimin groggily lifted his head, eyes coming back open.

wait, why was he in the hospital?

“huh?” jimin turned his head to his hand, seeing a familiar hand encompassing it. the hand came from the hospital bed, where taehyung was laying it.

jimin’s head finally cleared enough as he remembered all of the previous night. of getting taehyung checked in and hooked up to an iv, of taehyung finally resting, of jimin begging seokjin to stay even as his body begged him to sleep. of falling asleep holding on to taehyung’s hand and hoping for a better morning.

“taehyung ah!” jimin cried, standing up in excitement. “you’re awake.”

taehyung was pale, but he managed a genuine smile. he certainly looked much better than the previous night. he felt much better too; dehydration had really fucked up his body. “so are you.”

jimin could cry out of relief. “you were so sick last night and so miserable. i was almost crying, taehyung ah, i was so worried.”

taehyung squeezed jimin’s hand once again. “i’m okay now, you don’t need to worry anymore.” he gestured to the iv in his other arm. “they hooked me up with the good stuff.”

jimin couldn’t help himself. he layed half on the bed as he hug taehyung, burying his face into taehyung’s neck. behind him, someone is laughing quietly. all jimin can focus on is the feeling of taehyung’s hands slowly coming up to rest on his back.

“you never left me,” taehyung whispered, quiet so only jimin could hear.

“i told you i wouldn’t. i meant it.”

taehyung closed his eyes, resting his head against jimin’s. they stayed like that for a couple minutes. jimin reluctantly pulled back, a soft smile on his face.

“they’ve got him on some fluids and anti nausea medicine right now,” a voice, seokjin’s, said behind them, “but he should be able to come home this afternoon.”

jimin turned to seokjin. he looked worn out yet relieved.

“you made the right call, hyung,” jimin said.

seokjin smiled. “yeah, i’m glad we brought him.” he pointed at taehyung. “no more eating food from namjoon’s studio, okay? it’s literally toxic”

“don’t worry, hyung, i know not to trust that food now.”

seokjin nodded, pleased. “i’ll have him clean it out anyways. heaven knows it needs it.”

jimin turned back to taehyung. his hair was greasy from sweat and he was far from his usual public appearance, yet jimin still felt his heart soften at the sight of him. even as taehyung was laying in a hospital bed, having been up all night puking, jimin’s heart still belonged to taehyung.

jimin would always be there for taehyung, no matter what.

[brianjameson]

I’m finally back from Iceland and all I can say is just WOW. This trip was something truly unforgettable and I CANNOT WAIT to share.

I’ll be breaking up the days into different blog posts because there’s just too much to talk about and I really want to go into depth about the whole trip. There were sooooo many signs that I can’t wait to explain and share. I’ll be sharing my experience, tips and places to visit in the city if you go to Iceland.

So lets start with day 1.

Day 1

I packed the night before for a whole 4 hours…

I went to the store to buy shoes I could fuck up on my trip because I had no snow shoes whatsoever and needed to buy a bigger luggage. I wanted to make sure I had just enough clothes for the trip but not too much because I knew I’d want to shop there so I packed the essentials and maybe like 3 pair of pants because I knew I wasn’t going to be wearing a bunch of different outfits. I didn’t sleep much because I was really excited and because I just couldn’t sleep. I fell asleep around 3:30pm and My plane was leaving at 10am so I had to be up at 7am. I got to the airport tired af but on time and just chilled.

I flew from Vegas to Boston and then Boston to Iceland. The flight was about 7 hours to Boston. Once there I was supposed to have a 2 hour layover but we left Vegas late because of weather conditions. I went to go eat at a bar and the bartender was not very friendly lol. I ordered some clam chowder because it was late and not even before it came out I got a text from my airline telling me my plane was leaving early and that I needed to be at the gate by 7pm mind you IT WAS 6:45 WHEN I ORDERED MY FOOD! I’m sitting there struggling to get this food in my mouth and this foreign man comes and sits next to me and pulls out a whole bunch of change to buy who knows what with. The bartender looked at me with this face like (are you fucking kidding me) I just smiled and kept eating lol. The guy was like ok I figured out a dollar that’s the easy part so what else and the bartender straight up tells the guy “sir I’m not a bank I don’t know what you’re trying to do paying with all that change” and then tells the guy the kitchen is closed lol. I didn’t have enough time to see the show down so I paid and ran my happy ass to my gate and got there in time to board. I boarded the plane and the space I had was so fucking small I could barely stretch my legs and I had to fly like that for 4 hours.. I started talking to the guy next to me and he was going to Copenhagen and then to Iceland so he had been traveling for a long time. He asked me what my name was and I told him Brian and he replies with my name is Ryan. I was blown away… What the fuck are the chances of sitting next to someone with practically the same name? lol

I got into Iceland at about 7am and went to go get my luggage. I checked my phone for signal which was very important to me because hello I’m in a foreign country where I don’t speak their language and need to make sure I can make phone calls. I had called T-mobile and they said I had unlimited texting but that they would charge me for phone calls.

I walked to the duty free store to buy alcohol because alcohol in Iceland is very expensive so I wanted to stock up and buy some cool alcohol to take home with me too.

I’m walking around and noticing my phones signal says verafone and shows I have signal but nothing is loading and no texts are going through so I kind of panic and call T-mobile just to make sure. Tell me why these people proceed to tell me there are NO TOWERS IN ICELAND FOR RECEPTION. So here I am now panicking about the fact they just told me I wouldn’t have any reception on my phone… I handed this poor lady her fucking ASS because I was so pissed I was lied to. I’m sure everyone in the airport heard me going off… I mean, this is my first time traveling alone and when I did my research that was something that was not mentioned at all and that was a pretty big screw up on my service providers end. Luckily I remember my best friend Meagan was asking me if I had a portable wifi hotspot to connect to and I was confused as to why she would ask that but now I see why! So I went to the cafe and they had a portable hotspot I could use on my trip. This wifi was the SHIT! It worked everywhere! I paid $60 for my entire stay in Iceland with it and highly recommend it if you’re going to Iceland otherwise you ain’t getting service nowhere.

I finally grabbed my car rental and headed to my hotel where I was staying for the day to be close to Blue Lagoon and to just get some quick rest before going to Blue Lagoon. I got in and had breakfast. I had a great view of the morning sun even though it didn’t come up until about 9:30-10am.

I took a quick nap and headed to Blue Lagoon around 3pm. When I was parking it did not look like a lot of people were there until you get inside and there’s 3 lines for people to get in! I was shook. The guy at the desk handed me all my stuff and vaguely told me where to go I felt SOOO LOSTTTT. They make you shower before you go into the Lagoon so I showered and went out where the Lagoon was like something out of a dream. It was surrounded by mountains and the steam made the water look heavenly. I grabbed a beer and just made my way around the water.

There weren’t that many people in the water honestly. I know a lot of people will say that the Lagoon is not how it looks in photos because there’s so many people in there but I think that’s during the summer. I did my research on the best times to go there and Spring and Summer are the nightmare times of the year because Iceland is so small that it just gets PACKED with tourists during this time. So gladly there were not that many people in the water. I met a group of people from Italy and took some photos with them but for the most part I just wanted to be alone and just chill. I sat in the water for a solid 4 hours just taking in everything and floating. It wasn’t scalding hot which I REALLY liked because I think that’s how you get ultra fucked up and dehydrated. The water was perfect temperature and controlled very well. I highly recommend Blue Lagoon, it’s an absolute must.

There’s a restaurant inside the Blue Lagoon called the Lava restaurant where I had dinner. I had the fish of the day with Skyr for dessert and some champagne.

I sat there and looked around and noticed I was the only person in the restaurant alone. There was a lesbian couple sitting at the table next to me and I kind of got sad thinking of everything. Obviously I went to Iceland because of sentimental reasons and so I just started to think of all the dinners me and Nick went to. I remember the times we would do group dinners with friends and just have so much and there I was alone wishing he could of been there with me and how quickly things went from 100-0. Here I was sitting alone at dinner and just trying to enjoy it and pushing myself to feel more independent again. I finished eating and left to go find a grocery store to find snacks because being from Vegas I like to eat late and snack late too. IT TOOK ME AN HOUR TO FIND A 24 HOUR STORE. It was so ridiculous the amount of detours I made to try and search for a store but I can’t complain too much because the sky was so clear that you could see the stars and the mountains are not like the mountains in Vegas. I got back to my hotel around midnight and went to sleep at about 1am. Sadly my body only registered the sleep as a nap so I was up at 4am… You can only imagine the hell the next day was going to be..

Letters from the Arctic pt.1 I'm finally back from Iceland and all I can say is just WOW. This trip was something truly unforgettable and I CANNOT WAIT to share.