#btssickie

Hobi is too worried about his baby brother and has to go see him. The difference in weather really got to Taehyung. He got a bad cough and a fever. All he wants to do is sleep but his coughing won't let him so he's whiny and cuddly.

Interesting I've never did a story with a set timelines I just let the reader decide. I'll accept the challenge. A bit of truth mixed with fiction. This was actually a struggle to write and much shorter than intended.. I hope you like it at least!

Taehyung hears his phone ringing, digging his phone out of his bag to notice it was a video call. "Hobi-hyung, I guess you saw that I landed." His voice is soft with fatigue, feeling jet legged from the long flight.

"I wanted to see if you were okay. You looked exhausted, even with you trying to hide your face. Are you feeling okay?" J-hope worries over his dongsaeng. "Your face looks pale.."

Taehyung rests his head against the window."I don't feel right.. I know it's normal to feel tired after a long flight, but this feels different.. I couldn't even bow because I felt so dizzy.." Taehyung tries to cover up a yawn, pressing his lips tightly together, his cheeks puffing out.

"You should see a doctor." J-hope suggests. "Please go see one for me, I'm worried about you."

"Alright, I'll go, hyung.."

"Good..Tell me when you get home, okay? I hope you feel better soon. Hopefully, it's just from the different weather. I love you, bro."

"I will hyung..I love you too.."

Taehyung finally makes it home, plopping down on his bed. After two IVs, he felt a little better, yet the sick feeling wasn't going away and to make matters worse, between the time of landing and going back home, a persistent cough formed. I need to get better before tomorrow.. I'm not going to miss sending Seokjin-hyung off after rushing to get here.. Taehyung pulled out his phone, keeping his word to call J-hope when he arrived.

"What did the doctor say?" J-hope asks.

"I'll be okay after i rest.." Taehyung replied softly, pulling the phone away to cough.

"You still don't sound so good..maybe I should come over there to take care of you.."

"No, I'm okay.. really.. it's just a cold.."Taehyung tries his best for his voice to stay steady, but the end breaks off into another cough.

"I'm going over there. Do you have any medicine?" J-hope asks.

"No, but I can get some on my own. Haven't you been busy lately on your new song?"

"It doesn't matter how busy I've been.. I can't leave my little brother suffering on his own. Don't worry about me. I'll be there soon just try to rest."

"Okay, Hyung.. thank you.. I love you." Taehyung was relieved he didn't have to suffer alone. He curled up on the couch under a throw blanket, coughing into his closed fist. All this coughing is giving me a headache.. He tried to fall asleep, but his body wouldn't let him between the coughs and not making up his mind if he felt hot or cold.

As soon as he heard a knock on the door, he rushed to see who it was, opening it after confirming it was indeed J-hope. He pulls him inside and hugs him. "I missed you."

"Tete, I missed you too." J-hope smiles, wrapping his arms around his dongsaeng, then let's out a small gasp in surprise."You're sweating so much, Taehyungie.."

"Sorry, hyung.." Taehyung lets him go, trying to sniffle softly.

"I didn't mean it like that, I meant your house is cold, but you're sweating. I think you have a fever.." J-hope says worriedly.

"A fever? No.. no I can't have a fever.. Seokjin-hyung is leaving tomorrow.." Taehyung's eyes grow wide with fear. "I need to see him off, I even rushed my flight.."

"Tete, hey, you need to stay calm. We'll do what we can to get you better before then. As long as you dress warm and keep the face mask on, you can still go as long as you don't get worse.. Don't worry about it, okay?" J-hope hugs Taehyung close, rubbing his back. "You won't miss it because I'm here to take care of you." Taehyung squeezes him, coughing into J-hope's shoulder, trying to muffle the sound.

"Let's get you to bed, okay?" J-hope tries to avoid eye contact with Taehyung as he leads him back to the room. Did he get worse since the first time he called me? He wasn't coughing. I hope I didn't get his hopes up too high..

Taehyung lets J-hope lead him through his home, leaning his head on his shoulder as they walked.i feel dizzy again.. Taehyung held onto J-hope's arm, trying to ensure his feet wouldn't fall from under him.

"It's been a while since I've been to your place."J-hope says as he picks up Taehyung's tissue holder to take with him, taking a tissue and wiping the drip of snot that came from Taehyung's nose. That's when he noticed how unfocused Taehyung's eyes were, dilating to be just large black discs.

"Hyung I..." Taehyung's voice gets cut off by another fit of coughs, almost falling forward if it wasn't for J-hope putting his arm out to brace his fall, helping him move to sit on the floor.

Taehyung lays his head on J-hope's knee, waiting for the vertigo to pass. J-hope just strokes his hand through Taehyung's sweaty hair. "My poor baby, you really aren't doing well. We need to get you in bed..."J-hope gently moves Taehyung's head off his knee, gently lifting him up.

"I can walk.." Taehyung says softly.

"I want to carry you, and it'll only take a minute. Let hyung take care of you." J-hope leans to kiss Taehyung on his temple, carrying him to his bed and easing him onto it. "Stay here and rest. I'm going to go to the store, okay? I'll go as quickly as I can."

"Can you lay with me for a little bit first? At least until I don't feel as nauseous.." Taehyung uses the cutest tone he could manage with his throat being in such a bad condition.

"Alright, but just for a little bit. The faster you take meditation, the faster you'll get better." J-hope lays on the bed, laying his head on Taehyung's chest, softly rubbing Taehyung's belly.

Taehyung starts to relax, but before he could fall into a deep sleep, the persistent cough returned, him quickly covering his face with his arm to avoid coughing on J-hope.

J-hope could hear Taehyung's heart racing faster as he struggled to breathe, sitting up to help Taehyung. He helped the younger member sit up, rubbing his neck to try to give him some comfort through the pain. "I need to get you medicine.."

"Don't go.. I'm sorry.." Taehyung says through the coughs.

"I have to go. It sounds like you're getting worse. Taehyung I'm just worried about you. It's not your fault so don't be sorry.." J-hope hugs Taehyung close. "You didn't do anything wrong so don't apologize okay?"

"Don't leave too long.." Taehyung holds J-hope tight before letting go, knowing he can't hold him there forever."Can you lay with me again when you come back?'

"Of course. Anything you want, just try to sleep, okay?" J-hope covers Taehyung up with the blanket. "Do you want anything special from the store? I could buy you some ramen."

Taehyung shakes his head slightly. "I'm not hungry. I just want something warm to drink.."

"Okay, Tae. I'll bring you some hot cocoa. Does that sound good?"

Taehyung nods. "Hurry back.." He whines softly.

J-hope smiles. "Okay, I will. Go to sleep until then.." He finds Taehyung's keys so he could let himself in so he didn't have no knock and wake him up if he fell asleep, but this action wasn't needed. Taehyung could hardly even relax let alone fall asleep.

I'm so tired, but my throat hurts so much and my head is pounding. How could i be getting worse this quickly...Taehyung tried to obey his hyung's order, but each time he started to drift off, the coughing started up again. He swore in frustration, giving up on sleeping, going into the kitchen for some warm water, and adding salt, gurgling it to try to loosen the mucus to ease some of the pain.

When he tries, a cough interrupts him, the water dripping down his chin onto the floor. He accidentally swallows the rest, choking on it. Fu*k.. that hurts.. I can't catch my breath..

"Taehyung-ah are you okay?" J-hope rushes inside, running up to Taehyung.

Taehyung nods even though the coughing didn't stop, sliding down the cabinet to be able to sit, not trusting his knees to hold him.

J-hope rubs Taehyung's back until the coughing stops, then starts digging through the bags he brought, taking out some medicine and pouring it for his sick dongsaeng. "Here Tete.."

Taehyung takes it gratefully, taking it like a shot, making a face at the bitter taste. "I couldn't fall asleep..I'm sorry.."

"That's okay Taehyungie, the medicine should help you sleep. Let's get you a new shirt and back into bed.." J-hope hands him the cocoa he brought him to help wash it down.

Taehyung took a drink of the cocoa, looking down at his shirt. He didn't realize how much water he spat onto himself from his home cure method. "Okay.."

J-hope keeps an arm around Taehyung as they walk, not wanting any chance of him falling again, leading him to the bed and pulling the shirt off of the young vocalist. "I'll find you a new one, you stay put." J-hope goes into Taehyung's closet, choosing a thin t-shirt.

Taehyung takes a few more sips of his cocoa, the warmth soothing his throat enough to stop the feeling of having to cough, starting to drift off.

"Woah Taehyungah, don't fall asleep holding hot liquid.." J-hope takes the cup from him, setting it on the table. "You can sleep in a minute.."

"I'm sorry.." Taehyung says sleepily as J-hope helps him put his arms through.

"It's okay.. You're so apologetic today.. You're going to kill me with your cuteness."J-hope says soothingly, gently putting Taehyung in a laying position and covering him up.

"Will you hold me while I sleep?" Taehyung looks up at him with big, sleepy eyes.

"Hang on.. there's one more thing I need to help you." J-hope quickly leaves the room before Taehyung can stop him, going in the shopping bag to get a cooling cloth to try to bring down his fever.

"Hobi-hyung...!" Taehyung calls for him hoarsely.

"I'm coming, I'm coming.."J-hope runs back into the room, taking the cloth and gently placing it on Taehyung.

"It's cold.."Taehyung shivers. "Come keep me warm.."

"Cute.. You are such a child when you're sick.." J-hope smiles, going behind Taehyung and getting under the covers, throwing his leg cover him and tucking his arm under his neck, resting his hand on Taehyung's chest. "Are you comfortable?"

"Yes..." Taehyung replies in a soft, sleepy tone.

"Good.. I love you Tae. Rest well." J-hope lays his head on Taehyung's shoulder.

"I love you too.."

Thank you! That means a lot to me! I wasn't going 👀 to but I most definitely will now lol. I almost accidentally left yall on a cliffhanger my bad.

link to part 1: ( warning way too many editing mistakes) https://min-yunki-agustd.tumblr.com/post/697138312051343360/day-3-

Airplane Part 2

sickie: jk

caretaker namjoon

tw: mention of nausea, emeto, etc

word count: almost 1k 🥲

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Jungkook's Pov

it's dark. no, I can't open my eyes.

Warning: vom!t that's all. Let's get into the story. Feel free to make any suggestions

"Can we stop to get something to eat before the interview? I'm starving hyung.." Taehyung looks at Namjoon with big puppy dog eyes. "I haven't gotten to eat today.."

Namjoon checks the time. "We only got an hour before the interview, are you sure you can't wait?"

"I can wait.." Taehyung says with a pout.

"We can stop somewhere on the way, can't we, Namjoonie-hyung? He won't be able to focus if he's hungry and my stomach is growling, too." Jimin suggests gently.

"Alright, we can stop somewhere, but we have to make it quick. There's a burger place nearby. I'll ask staff if they could get us some." Namjoon gives in to his younger brothers.

"You hardly ate, are you feeling okay?" Jin asks taking the last bite of his burger.

"I'm fine, I'm just not really hungry." Namjoon states. "I ate a lot last night, I'll be fine."

"We're leaving in five minutes." A staff member says knocking on the door.

"Okay!" Namjoon calls to them. "Lunch time is over, it's time to clean up." He orders the others, helping them clean up.

Taehyung shoves a few more fries in his mouth while Namjoon tries to put it away. "You're going to gain weight if you keep eating like that."

"Hobi-hyung, he's picking on me..." Taehyung playfully whines with a fake cry going to the closest big brother, making J-hope giggle, hugging Taehyung close.

"He's been working hard, he'll be okay." J-hope kisses Taehyung on the top of the head lovingly. "Let's get going."

"Namjoon..she asked you a question.." Yoongi gently nudges Namjoon with his elbow whispering.

Namjoon couldn't focus on the interview, his stomach screaming in pain. (Maybe i should've eaten with the others...) He tried to discreetly rub his stomach to try to ease the pain.

"Namjoon-ah.." Yoongi speaks a little louder, Namjoon looks at Yoongi who gestures at the interviewer holding the mic to him.

Namjoon quickly looks at the woman standing in front of him, bowing deeply. "{I'm sorry, but could you repeat the question..}"

"{I asked how many countries you are visiting for on your tour. I know there are three different cities you are visiting in the US.}" The woman repeats.

"{We are going to five other countries after we leave the US..}" Namjoon answers.

"{We are going to Brazil next, then Germany.}" Yoongi draws the attention away from Namjoon.

He feels someone grab his hand, looking down to see Taehyungs slender fingers wrap around.

"Hyung you're shaking.." Taehyung whispers. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be okay. Focus on the reporter...we don't want to be rude.." Namjoon gives his hand a squeeze leaning a bit against him.

J-hope glares at their translator, motioning for them to translate. Jin moves in front of him, blocking him from the reporters view to stop her from asking him anymore questions.

The interview went smoothly thanks to the members handling the situation. Namjoon cheered loudly when the members cheered, even though he wasn't concentrating on the conversation. (I have to keep smiling.. I don't want to worry, army..)

J-hope tucks his arm in the crook of Namjoons elbow, the group moving quickly to get him away from all the camera flashes.

Namjoon finally lets his smile drop when they enter the waiting room. His voice comes out small only being heard by J-hope."I think I'm going to throw up.." As soon as he spoke, a wet burp escaped him. Namjoon covers his mouth, trying to hold in the bile thar rose up his throat. Jin helps him into a chair, "Jungukk get the wastebin."

Jungkook quickly looks for a waste bin, bringing it to Namjoon. "Here, hyung."

Namjoon holds it close to his chest, his dinner from last night coming back up again. It comes out in violent heaves, leaving him feeling weak and dizzy. Anytime he tried to gasp to get air, his stomach stopped him, adding more mostly digested food into the bin. The acid tang burned his throat, making him cough.

"Poor Joon.. he's really sick.." Jin keeps his hands firmly on Namjoon's shoulders to keep him from falling forward, feeling him trembling. "He can't perform tonight.."

"We will have to have someone cover his parts or-"

"No..no I can do it.. it's just two songs.." Namjoon interrupts J-hope, shakily sitting up, trying to catch his breath.

"Namjoonie, are you sure? You shouldn't push yourself." J-hope looks at him with worried eyes.

"Yes, I'm feeling better now.. I can do it.." Namjoon places the trash bin on the floor.

Jimin hands Namjoon a tissue box. "I don't think you should perform. You don't look like you're feeling better.."

"I can do it.." Namjoon tried so sound more confident than he felt, trying his best to wipe the sweat and vomit from his face. (My right side hurts every time I breathe.. I need to get my breathing under control..)

"I'll trust you.. but try to take it easy when you perform. You should sit and perform instead of dancing."J-hope says, rubbing his back.

"I'm okay. Really." Namjoon insisted. "It's probably just because I didn't eat today.. I'll eat right after the performance.." (I don't want to disappoint army..)

J-hope hugs him from behind. "You're so stubborn. If you really think you can do it I won't stop you, but I'll At least get them to put a chair on stage just in case, but if you throw up again before we go on I'm pulling you from the performance. I'm serious."

The boys quickly got their makeup touched up before going into the audience to watch the others perform. Namjoon puts on a face mask to try to hide his face, and Taehyung takes a hat from his bag putting it on him.

"They'll have to style my hair again.."

"I'll apologize to them. I just don't want the camera to focus on you.." Taehyung takes Namjoon by the hand putting him in the middle of him and Jin.

They didn't get to sit for long before the group was called on stage to accept an award announcing them as the winner. Yoongi puts a hand on his shoulder as they walk. They give the award to Namjoon and try to pass him the mic, but J-hope reaches for it instead.

"AAMMMIII..." He yells into the mic, drawing the attention to himself. Jin and Jungkook stand to block Namjoon from view, and Yoongi speaks next, trying to mimic the speech Namjoon was reciting to himself in the car.

Namjoon leans his chin on Jin, a wave of vertigo blurring his vision. Jungkook takes Namjoon's hand, leading him off the stage. Namjoon nearly tripped going down the steps, Jin steadying him."It's okay if you can't perform. You don't have to do this. You can hardly handle the steps.."

"I just tripped. I'm okay." Namjoon tells him. (If I keep repeating myself, maybe it'll come true..)

They win three more awards before the performance, the members playing keep away with their leader any time they tried to make him speak. Their performance was next and they went into the green room to get their in ears and mics.

(We're doing the beginning of save me..then switching to I'm fine...) Namjoon let out a dry chuckle at the irony of the situation.

"What's so funny?" Jungkook asks.

"The songs we choose.." Namjoon answers.

"Are you sure you don't want to sit this one out?" J-hope asks again, his voice thick with worry not finding the situation humorous. "It's okay to rest if you have to. Army doesn't want us pushing too hard. If we explain.."

Namjoon shakes his head. "I can do it." (At least.. I hope I can..) His stomach felt a little better, but the medicine the staff gave him was not doing much to help with the nauseous feeling that washed over him as soon as he went under the hot stage lights.

His body moved on instinct, running to his position and getting in sync with the other members. The sound of Army chanting their names gave him strength, but he the jumping made the pain in his stomach return with a vengeance. When he layed down for Jimin's verse he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get back up again, but he forced himself back up, fear washing over him when he remembered he was going to be center for his rap verse.

The members couldn't stop looking in his direction, and when his rap part came he came a second too late, having to do it off beat.

He stopped to try to get back on track, and when he did he heard thousands of voices singing his part with him. Army had joined in with him. Their voices gave him the adrenalin he needed, coming back strong to finish his part.

(I can do this.. we're halfway through.. I just need to hold out a little longer..)He couldn't jump as high as the other members, getting off sync because his feet hit the ground too early. (Sh*t..i can't do this...)Namjoon couldn't help but wrap a hand around his sour stomach when another painful cramp hit, the stress getting to him. (It's J-hope's verse now...) He was glad to stop moving a moment, but when it was his turn to jerk back up he stumbled into J-hope.

J-hope steadied him, helping him back into position, continuing the choreography. Namjoon tries to do the same, but he couldn't focus. His body remembered the steps for him.

"Let me lift V instead." He hears Yoongi whisper, gently nudging him to go into his position.

It took a moment to process what he was saying before it clicked. (Yoongi already had to lift Taehyung once..) it was too late to make any more changes, Yoongi already in position to lift Taehyung.

The two rappers struggled to switch back to the original positions, almost colliding into each other.(Now Yoongi made a mistake because of me. I can't mess up anymore..) Namjoon pushed through the last thirty seconds of the song, feeling his body swaying at the end. He tried to close his eyes to wait for the dizziness to pass, but his knees buckled. Jin quickly grabbed him by the shoulders. J-hope and Jin help him off the stage, moving quickly to get him away from the crowd, going into the green room. "I'm sorry..I did so bad..." Namjoon felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. "I'm gonna throw up..."

Taehyung quickly grabs the waste bin, putting it in front of Namjoon. "You did great for being so sick."

"You did the best you could. I can't believe you actually made it through the whole performance.." J-hope rubs his back as he gets sick. Namjoon had nothing left his his stomach, only acid coming up, making him gag more at the awful taste.

"Don't worry about it. All you can do is give it everything you got. You did that and more." Jin tries to comfort Namjoon, rubbing his tensed shoulders.

"I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have performed.. I should've listened." Namjoon sobbed, burying his face in his hands, then quickly looking up again. "Yoongi-yah.. are you okay?"

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Just focus on yourself." Yoongi tried to sound strong, but pain laced his voice, rubbing his shoulder.

"That was quick thinking Yoongi-hyung. I feel stupid for not realizing that would be an issue. I should've done it instead." J-hope praises Yoongi, causing him to blush lightly.

"I was the closest one that could do it so I just followed my instinct. I didn't want him or Taehyung getting hurt." Yoongi dismisses the praise.

"Thanks, Yoongi-hyung.." Namjoon says softly.

Jungkook wipes Namjoon's tears, handing him a water bottle. "Please don't cry hyung. You're going to make me cry.."

Namjoon looks up at the mankae, his eyes already shining with unshed tears. "I'm sorry. I'm fine now.."

"Let's get you home." Jin helps Namjoon get the mic pack and inears off. "I'll make you some jook. You need to eat something."

"I don't think I can eat.." Namjoon responds honestly, taking a small sip of water to try to get rid of the taste in his mouth.

"You have to try at least a little for me. Please at least try.. Okay?" Jin begs

"hyung..." Namjoon's stomach churns at just the thought of food, causing him to gag more bile coming up, cursing under his breath. His eyes water as his stomach tightens, painfully vomiting.

Jin looks around at the others, everyone getting ready to help Namjoon get home, forming a circle like the body guards.

Fans flash photos of the boys while they get to the car, screaming for the boys to try to get their attention. Namjoon struggles just to keep walking forward, the adrenalin that kept him going gone. The six boys form a bubble around him, blocking him from view, them waving wildly and flashing hearts. The body guards are extra protective as well, making sure no one steps a single foot over the ropes.

Jin keeps one hand discreetly around Namjoon's waist to be sure he doesn't fall, and yoongi keeps hold of Namjoon's clammy hand, holding it tight.

"Love you army!" J-hope and Taehyung yell cheerfully over the crowd, bowing and making hearts as Jin and Yoongi help Namjoon into the car, moving him by the window.

"Thank you, army. Love you!" Jungkook joins in making a heart over his head.

The seven boys make it in the car safely, Taehyung and Jungkook waving out the window before rolling it up again.

"It's finally over." Namjoon sighs in relief, leaning his head on Jin.

"You're really warm, Joon.." Jin sucks in air through his teeth, running a hand across Namjoon's forehead into his hair. "You're still sweating, too."

"I'll take a bath when we get back. I don't think I could stand long enough for a shower.." Namjoon closes his eyes tightly, the movement of the car being too much for his stomach to handle. "Please.. stop the car.."

When the driver tries to switch lanes to pull over, the bile already rose up his throat, all color leaving his face.

"It can't wait. Roll down the window!" J-hope orders, Jin rolling down the window and helping Namjoon move to stick his head out. Namjoon gets sick all over the car door, body trembling violently.

"We need to get him to a hospital.. he's going to need an IV at this rate.." Jin says sounding panicked, rubbing Namjoon's back. "Please, take us to a hospital.." He asks the driver.

When they arrive at the hospital Namjoon couldn't walk, needing to sit in a wheelchair as he waits, a nurse gives him a pink bin in case he had to get sick again, and to Namjoon's horror, his stomach tightened, causing him to heave, more sick coming out.

"{Please. No flim. No photo. No post.}" Jin pleads with the people around them in English, taking off his jacket to cover up Namjoon from view.

Security had to usher people away but that didn't stop them from trying to get as much footage as they could before being pushed away.

The hospital is quick to get them in a private room. Jin helps Namjoon onto the bed then helping him undress to put on the gown. The nurse knocks on the door, Jin peeking through the crack before letting her in.

"{Hello I'm Miss. Maple, I'm going to be your nurse today, do you understand?}" She speaks slowly.

"{I'm fluent in English..}" Namjoon explains to her, voice shaking.

Jin held Namjoon's hand as he spoke with the nurse, rubbing his thumb across his knuckles. "It's okay if you need to cry." He whispers. "She'll understand."

Namjoon shakes his head, elbowing Jin softly, not letting his emotions out until she leaves the room to get an IV bag.

"It's going to be everywhere.." Namjoon whimpers, hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

"No it won't. I'll make sure of it even if I have to report every video myself." Jin tells him. "The company will handle it. The other members are already on it too. We will get this taken care of. You just focus on getting better." Jin wipes the tears from Namjoon's face, pulling a small pack of tissues from his bag. "You got snot all over your face." Jin tuts, cleaning up his nose. "It's not that big of a deal. Everyone gets sick."

"I'm sorry Hyung.." Namjoon sniffles, trying to stop.

"Don't be. It's not your fault. Just try to rest some while we wait for the nurse. You look exhausted." Jin gives him a soft kiss on the forehead.

Namjoon went back to the hotel after two IV bags, the doctor confirming it's just food poisoning. Namjoon felt safer at the hotel where the other members were not wanting to spend a night alone in the hospital.

To his surprise when Jin lead him back to his room to rest for the night, the other five members were in his room.

"Namjoonie-hyung!" Jungkook was the first to go greet him, hugging him lightly. "Are you feeling any better?"

"A little..what are you doing in here..?" Namjoon asks

"I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep until I saw you in person, and the others felt the same." Taehyung answers, taking his turn to hug onto Namjoon.

"I want to show you something!" J-hope says, pulling up something on his laptop. When Namjoon went over to see what he was talking about he saw it was Twitter. He was trending all over Twitter, but he didn't see a single clip of him getting sick. Twitter was flooded with get well messages and praise.

"All the platforms are like this. The company put out a warning about filming our private moments, but it looks like Army has your back, too. If the clips are out there, they are getting reported so fast I haven't seen them." J-hope gets up, hugging Namjoon. "You have no reason to worry. Everyone understands."

Relief washes over Namjoon, sighing in relief.

"Now that you're feeling better mentally, let's work on physically. You need to rest, but first, could you at least eat this banana or some applesauce? Just something small so you have something in your stomach..?" Jimin asks with worry plastered on his face. "I read it's good for when you've been throwing up."

"Alright.. I'll try, but after you guys need to get to bed. You look dead on your feet." Namjoon peels the banana open, taking a bite to appease the young vocalist.

Namjoon lays in bed, regretting his decision to please Jimin, but he wasn't worried about being sick anymore.

(They all handled the situation so well.. I'm so proud to be a part of this team, and army.. They were quick to defend me..)

Namjoon rushes to go throw up again, just barely having the strength to sit up. As he throws up the mush that was once a banana, another wave of dizziness makes it hard to stay sitting up.

When starts falling, he feels an arm stop him. "I got you.." J-hope coos. "It's okay.."

"I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to wake you.."Namjoon apologizes.

J-hope tuts his tongue at him. "Stop being sorry. I'd much rather you wake me up than you suffer alone.. I love you Namjoon. I don't mind losing sleep to take care of you. If any of us were worried about you waking us up we would've just went to our hotel rooms. Let's get you back to bed, okay. Hyung could you help?"

Namjoon looks up to see who he's talking to, Jin leaning down to help him up. He leads him back to his bed that the three youngest members took over, Taehyung holding out his arms to Namjoon.

Namjoon wasn't usually the cuddly type, but with how awful he was feeling he felt needy for human contact, feeling comforted by the warmth of his old roommate's body and his steady heart beat as he lays on his chest.

"Don't get used to this Tae.." Namjoon says with a yawn.

"I won't.. I love you Namjoonie-hyung..I hope you get better soon..." Taehyung rubs Namjoon's stomach, whispering softly.

Sickie; jungkook

Caretaker: reader that I'm naming Ammi.

"Jungkook-ah, where are you? You said you were just taking Bam out to use the bathroom." I called jungkook, my childhood friend who I've had a crush on for as long as you can remember. He was kind enough to let me stay at his place while my house was being renovated, and to repay him, you decided to help with household chores whenever possible. I made dinner, but after twenty minutes he still hasn't returned.

"I ended up at the park. No one is here because it's raining, so I don't have to worry about anyone." Jungkook replies, out of breath. He was clearly messing around with Bam, his barks heard in the background unhappy his playtime was ending.

"You shouldn't be out in the rain. You're going to get yourself sick. Let me come pick you up." I scold him out of worry.

"No, I don't want us to be seen together. I'll walk back." Jungkook wasn't embarrassed to be seen with you, his fear is what fans would do if they saw you with him. You remembered when Taehyung accidently followed someone other than the other members on Instagram, all those nasty messages all over their page, some even threatening their life. I knew it wasn't personal. He's voiced his worries about us hanging out in public, making us hardly see each other.

"Alright. Hurry back then, and you need to take a bath when you get back."

"I will after dinner. I'm starving. See you soon." He hangs up the phone.

(There's no arguing with that boy. He's so stubborn.) Sighing,I go to the kitchen to do the dishes as I wait for Jungkook to return.

"I'm back." A soaked Jungkook comes through the door.

"Why are you soaked? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" I run to the bathroom to get him a towel grabbing two.

"I did, but it got really windy, so it kept flipping upward, so I put it away." Jungkook replies, taking his shoes and socks off.

When i come back with two towels, i'm right in time to watch him take off his jacket, leaving his black t-shirt clinging to his body,his muscles showing through it, making you blush. To hide my face from him, i quickly put one of the towels on his head and try to dry his hair, purpsely making him unable to see.(if i came out a few seconds later would i have caught him shirtless) i shake the thoughts away.(This isn't the time to get flustered..)"You're going to get sick for sure. Your teeth are chattering. You have a photoshoot next week, too!"

"I'll be okay." He says escaping your assult with the towel bending down to use the second towel to dry off Bam.

"I'll dry Bam, you go get changed." I usher him towards his room, earning yourself a giggle from the young vocalist.

"I'm going, I'm going.." He says smiling, going into his bedroom and closing the door.

(I don't know how that boy survives on his own. Last night, he didn't even go to sleep until six in the morning singing on live, and now i caught him going out to play in the rain.)

It was clear Jungkook missed performing and being with his other members. He still saw them when he could, but with working separate schedules, it wasn't easy to find time for all of them to gather together.

Bam shook himself violently, flinging water everywhere, pulling me back to the task at hand. "You're going to need a bath too.. you stink."

"I'll give him a bath after mine." Jungkook was already out of his room, taking a seat on the floor where you set up dinner. "Thanks for making dinner."

"No problem. It's the least I can do." I slide in next to him, not wanting him to watch me eat, taking a few bites. "Is it good?"

"Yeah it's really good." Jungkook stops eating, putting his chopsticks down and covering his face. "Heh'ehhitchew.."He sneezes, then goes back to eating like nothing happened.

"Jungkook-ah, you're already getting sick." (I need to find medicine before he gets worse) When I get up to look for medicine, I only find medicine to help with pain, not colds.

"One sneeze doesn't mean I'm sick." Jungkook states. "I feel fine."

"You should take some medicine tonight anyway. Do you keep it somewhere other than the bathroom?"

"I don't have any." He shrugs. "I don't get sick very often."

"I'll go get you some then." When I go to leave he grabs your hand, making blood rise up my cheeks.

"No, I said I'm okay. The weather outside is awful. I don't want you to get sick because of me. At least wait until it stops raining." When he pleads with those big doe eyes, you relent, looking away shyly.

"Alright. Fine. I'll wait until morning at the latest." (He cares more about me than himself..)

"I've played in the rain plenty of times before.. don't worry. I don't get sick easily. I did a whole concert in the rain before." He tries to dissolve my worry by reassuring me that he was fine.

I don't believe him, but with how stubborn he is, it's best to just drop it for now, even though he lets out another sneeze. I'll just have to keep an eye on him.

When you wake up in the morning, you hear another sneeze coming from Jungkook's room.

"Kookie, are you awake?" You knock softly on his door but get no response. You crack the door slowly, seeing that Jungkook was passed out on bed lying on his stomach."Jungkook?"

Jungkook had always been hard to wake up, so it's no surprise he doesn't wake up. What bothers you is when he starts coughing, turning to his side so you can get a look at him. His face was flushed, and his nose turned bright red. He woke himself up with his coughing, looking at you with his sleepy eyes.

"Hm?" He blinks a few times to process where he was. "Ah, good morning.." He tries to cover his yawn with his hand.

"How are you feeling?"

He goes to respond, but a sneeze comes out instead, snot covering his hand he sneezes into. "I need a tissue.."

"It sounds like you caught a cold just as I thought." You get a tissue out for him, helping him clean up.

"You jinxed me." He says with a pout, sniffling.

"I did no such thing. You are the one who went out in the rain storm."

"It wasn't raining when I left." Jungkook counters.

"If you watched the weather you would've known it was going to rain all night."

When he goes to continue the debate, his body has other plans, a wet cough coming out. He presses his hand against his head, sucking in his breath. The sinus pressure was becoming too much for him to handle. "Ammi.. my head hurts.."

The argument on how he got sick was over. Now the only thing that mattered was helping him feel better. "I'll get you some painkillers for now, I still need to go to the store for cold medicine." Leaving the room quickly, you go to the kitchen to get some water and the bathroom for pain medicine, reading the bottle and taking two out. (It's also a fever reducer. I should get a thermometer while I'm out.)

"Heh..ah..tchew..!" Jungkook is heard sneezing again, letting out a soft whine from the pain another sneeze following soon after.

"Poor baby.." You cover your mouth remembering that he doesn't like being called baby, but he doesn't correct you this time.

"Thanks Ammi-yah..." He sits up, taking a drink of water then taking the pills, laying down again.

"I'll make you some tea, then I need to go to the store. Do you want anything while I'm out?" You ask him.

"Could you make me some ramen too?" Jungkook asks.

"You sure you can stomach ramen?"

"My stomach feels fine.. it's my head that..." He stops in mid sentence. "Heh'ehh..tchew!" He sneezes into his hand, then reaches for the box of tissues facing away from her to wipe the mucus.

"I'll get some more tissues while I'm out." You leave the room and enter the kitchen. (I think he's feeling worse than he's letting on. Hot ginger tea should help..) It doesn't take long to make the tea and noodles. Jungkook was sitting up when you return, coughing into his elbow.

"You okay, Gukkie?" You place the tray on his desk, rubbing his back to try to comfort him.

"Yeah, I'm okay.." He answers between coughs. It sounded like his sinuses were draining into his throat. He reaches for the tea cup I brought with me, taking a few sips.

"I'm going to go out. Call me if you need anything and I'll come right back okay?"

"Okay.. I'm sorry.. I probably ruined your weekend plans.." Jungkook sniffles.

"I actually was planning to spend the weekend hanging out with you. I know you don't want to be seen in public with me, but I brought my labtop so we could play games together.."

"We can still do that. I'll set up my computer to play." Jungkook takes a bite of the noodles. "It's been a while since we played together. It'll be fun."

"I'd like that, but first I need to get you some medicine. Try to get some sleep after you eat.

(This isn't good.. I could hardly stomach half of the bowl.. She was right.. maybe ramen wasn't a good idea..) Jungkook rubs his aching belly, laying on his side. He scrolls on YouTube, trying to get his mind off how poorly he felt, finding a try not to laugh BTS edition.

"Heh...ehhit..chew!" Jungkook whines after the sneeze, the sinus pressure making his head throb violently, turning off the video halfway through. He wanted to try to sleep off his headache, but when he tried to sleep, the sneezes wouldn't let him.

"I hope Ammi returns soon.." jungkook says to the empty room. Jungkook's wish came true, Ammi returning a few minutes later. She rings the buzzer to get in. Jungkook feels lightheaded when he stands, using the wall to help support him as he goes to the front door.

"Who is it?" Jungkook checks just to be sure, relaxing when he heard her voice respond.

"It's just me, Gukkie." Ammi responds, entering when he buzzes her in." (He looks like he's gotten worse since I left, and i wasn't even gone that long. He's dead on his feet..) "Let's get you back to bed. Here, let me help you." Ammi wraps her arm around his waist, walking with him back to the bed. (I can feel him shaking, and he's already sweating..)

"There we go, I'll get you some medicine so you can start feeling better. Okay?" Ammi goes in the bags she got from the store, pouring some medicine into the cup and giving it to him.

"Thanks, Ammi." He takes it like a shot and gives the cup back to her, making a face from the taste. She takes out the thermometer she bought, placing it under his tongue.

"You're running a fever Kookie, its not that high but I'm still concerned.." Ammi tells him. (No wonder he looks so pale..) "You should try to get some more rest."

"I can't sleep.. my nose is too stuffed up and I can't stop sneezing.." Jungkook says sounding irritated at himself.

"Did you try blowing your nose?"

Jungkook nods. "It hurts..and it just gets stuffed up again.." Frustration filled his voice.

"Poor Jungkook-ah.. I bought some nasal spray.. we can try that. Okay?" She digs into the bag to get it for him.

"Alr..r-a..a..chewu...!" Jungkook sneezes, then covers his face, eyes filling with tears.

"Are you crying baby?" Ammi sits next to him.

"No, I'm not.. it's just from my sinuses.." He replies with a sniffle, but Ammi didn't know if she believes him. He wipes his eyes with his sleeve. "Could you help me with it? Ah..my hands are a little shaky.." His voice comes out small.

"Of course." Ammi smiles, enjoying when his more bashful side shines through, reminding her of when they were in school together. Jungkook has to force himself not to sneeze when she sprays it into his nostrils, waiting until she's finished, a flurry of sneezes escaping after.

"Ow..." jungkook whines, pinching the bridge of his nose, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

"I wish there was more I could do, but it just has to run its course.."

He lays back down, hiding his face with his arm."ah..Ammi...Could you..stay with me until I fall asleep..?" Jungkook's voice is hardly louder than a whisper.

"S-stay with you?" Ammi's face turns red, quickly facing away from him to hide it.

"It's okay if you don't want to.. I'm sorry."

"No. No, it's okay. I'd be happy to stay with you. The question just took me by surprise, that's all." Ammi quickly tells him. Jungkook moves near the edge of the bed, patting the bed so she could lay next to him. Ammi lays next to him on her back to look up at the ceiling.

Jungkook starts coughing again, cursing under his breath. "Ammi...?" He says hoarsely.

"What is it?" She answers, accidently meeting his gaze, blushing.

"Could..I..hold your hand...?"

Ammi reaches for his hand silently. Jungkook takes it, giving it a squeeze when another sneeze escapes him, covering his face with the blanket. "I'm sorry we didn't get to play games.." Jungkook sounds guilty.

"Don't be sorry.." Ammi rubs her thumb across his knuckles to try to comfort him.

"I shouldn't have played in the rain.. I ruined your visit.." Jungkook's voice quivered.

"Don't worry about that. I don't care about that. You'll make yourself feel worse. I'm just happy spending time with you. Even if that means taking care of you. Now try to get some sleep."

"Alright.." jungkook sniffles. "I'm still sorry though..'

"Then I forgive you.." Ammi humors him. "You'll have to make it up to me when you're feeling better."

Jungkook yawns. "I will.. I promise.."

Ammi continues to stroke her thumb across his knuckles, feeling his grip loosen as he starts to fall asleep.

"Ahh..mmi...?" Jungkook sounds mostly asleep, the name coming out soft and slow.

"Yes, Kookie?"

This one is going to be a care taker fanfic with Taehyung having a terrible cold and the other members taking turnd caring for him back when Namjoon and him shared a room.

The sound of Taehyung's coughing wakes Namjoon. He looks around to try to find out what woke him. When he thought he was just hearing things, he heard two monstrous sneezes from Taehyung.

"Heh'ehhitchew" Taehyung presses his fingers against the bridge of his nose, trying to ease the pain his sinuses were causing. He looked around the room, his heart sinking when he noticed Namjoon sitting up in his bed.(Of course, he heard that. Why must I sneeze so loudly?)

"Taehyung-ah. Are you okay?" Namjoon walks over to Taehyung.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.." Taehyung ignores his question, not wanting to tell Namjoon how awful he was feeling. It felt like he had gargled shards of glass and got hit in the face with a hammer. Even with avoiding the question, his voice gave it away. His voice was hoarse, and his congested nose made his voice sound distorted. He turns on a light, examining the husky voiced vocalist. Taehyungs bangs were sticking to his forehead, and cheeks and nose turned red. His breathing was off, him clearly unable to breathe from his nose and was barely awake.

Namjoon's face twists with worry, going in his desk drawer to get a face mask, not wanting to get sick himself. He knew how much guilt Taehyung would feel if he got sick because of him. He returns to the bed and sits by Taehyung, placing his wrist across his forehead,confirming his suspesions. Taehyung felt hot against his skin.

"You're burning up Taetae. I'm going to see if we have any medicine in the bathroom. I'll be right back okay?" He adds when feels Taehyung grab his sleeve. Taehyung tried to speak but a cough comes out instead.

"Okay, okay.. I'll see if anyone else is awake." Namjoon sends a text to the group chat. Taehyung was known for being either clingy or distant when he's sick. This time it was clingy.

Taehyung is sick, is anyone awake?

I'm awake. Do you need someone to go to the store?

Jungkook replies, turning off his video game.

I don't know if we have any medicine, could you check. Tae doesn't want me to leave him. He's got a bad cough and fever.

Of course, hyung.

He quickly gets up and checks for medicine, only finding a few cough drops. He takes them to the room, wanting to get a look at Taehyung before he left for the store.

"Taehyung-ie, I found some cough drops, some pain pills and some tissues, but I need to go to the store for cold medicine." Jungkook says hugging Taehyung.

"Thanks, Jungkookie." He says hugging him back.

"Thanks for going out. Try to keep a low profile." Namjoon warns, fearful for the youngest. He has had a few stalkers lately.

"I will. I'll make it quick, and with how late it is, hardly anyone will be out." Jungkook goes to his room to get ready to go out.

"Here, blow your nose. It'll help you breathe better." Namjoon hands Taehyung a tissue. Taehyung feels uncomfortable doing so when him in the room, but after being asked again he obeys his hyung. He turns away, loudly blowing his nose into the tissue, but doing so made his head throb. "My head..." He says with a groan.

"I know, Jungkook-ah will be back as soon as he can. I can give you something for your headache for now, though." Namjoon opens the pill bottle Jungkook brought and hands two pills to him. He takes them and gets the water bottle from the floor by his bed, fumbling the cap onto the floor. "Sorry hyung.." He says when Namjoon goes on the floor to get it.

"Taehyung-ah try to get some more rest while we wait for kookie." Namjoon softly tells Taehyung. He laid down obediently, looking up at Namjoon. "Hyung will you lay with me for a bit?" He asks softly.

Namjoon lays down next to him, and Taehyung lays on his chest. Namjoon wasn't really the cuddly type, but it was hard to say no to his younger members, especially when Taehyung looked at him with those large puppy dogs eyes. He rubs Taehyung's back to soothe him, humming softly to help him sleep. Taehyung falls asleep within a few minutes, fatigue taking over. He coughs in his sleep and clearly not resting easily. Namjoon checks his phone again, wishing he asked Jungkook to make some tea to try to ease Taehyung's throat. He was hoping someone else would be up, but no one else replied. "Just wait a little longer, Tete. We'll get you feeling better soon."

Jungkook makes it to the closest store, keeping his head down low so his bucket hat and mask keep his face covered. He was on a mission and didn't need any army recognizing him. He was grateful for their support, but he didn't want to worry them if they found him buying medicine. He walks quickly, gathering everything he needs quickly.

He goes to the counter with his items, the woman clearly being a big fan, her hands shaking as she reaches for the money he hands her. "I hope you feel better soon." She manages to say her face as red as a cherry.

"I'm not the one sick, but I'll tell him, thank you."Jungkook bows deeply.

The woman scribbles a message and gives it to him with the change. Jungkook gets to his car, opening the note written.

Feel better soon, army loves you.

acid reflux

Request: Please do Namjoon with acid reflux and Hoseok and Jimin as the caretakers.

sickie: namjoon

caretaker: Jimin

tw: mentions of nausea, acid reflux

Word Count : this one going to be a bit shorter than usual

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𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕛𝕦𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕚𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜

𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Sad namjoon coming up! thanks for the request and I really hope you like this I can see the appeal, namjoon is a strong leader not often crying, and then sick as well, I like this fic thanks for requesting!

Sickie: Namjoon

Caretaker: Ot7

TW: crying, nausea, stomach pain, mentions of emeto and scat.

Word count: 1K+

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Namjoon hadn't felt this bad in a really long time. Even at that time when he did feel bad he never let it show, he had far too much to worry about, and he had to put his job and his members before himself. Namjoon was exhausted, mentally and physically. All the members could tell. He was tired of pretending he was ok. It was the weekend and they were all at namjoons house. They decided to surprise visit him and stay for a while, at least until they all had to get back to work. They came in only 30 minutes ago. namjoon couldn't even answer the door he was too busy throwing up in his bathroom. His stomach had been active all day and he'd found himself going to the bathroom a lot until he decided it was no point in leaving with the way his stomach was acting. To his luck, he had a trash can in his bathroom, so when his lower abdomen start giving him trouble, the was the fear of creating a mess if began feeling nauseous as well, which was happening quite a bit today. He was currently sitting on the floor waiting for his churning stomach to end him over the toilet when he got a call. " He clears his throat before answering, he hadn't spoken all day and his throat was sore from vomiting so much. He hears a hello. It's jin hyung's voice. " joonieeee, we're outside! open up!" He couldn't open it, his stomach was still acting funny, and he felt like moving around would only make it worse. " I- I can't" namjoon mustered from his sore throat. " joon? are you ok? you sound really sick?" Jin says, concerned what??? can be heard in the background of the call. namjoon coughed, feeling a gag crawl through his throat. " there's a key in the plant," namjoon says. Usually, namjoon would convince the members to go away and come back another time but he just didn't have the energy or try. He also didn't want to be alone anymore.

Finally to dizzy, tired, groggy weak, and nauseous, he crouched down, holding the rail for support, he ends up gurgling his stomach contents he burps bounds of vomit out of his system, the undigested putrid content hitting the ocean waters below him.

In this pitiful condition Jimin sounds him, so he help him stands and take care of him.

I recall there being a picture. At this moment, I couldn't find it tho.

thanks for the request sorry this is too far too long this was a really fun request! thanks for requesting.

Tw: emeto, mentios fo v***** . seasickness, nausea, etc

Sickie: Hoseok

Caretaker: Jimin

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Deep breaths..... Hoseok sucked in air and blew it back out. deep breath never worked for him after spending three hours on a boat. He hated going on boats their the only thing that make him so mention sick. Except for the occasional long car ride and something seeing others sick. apart from all that he still hated going on boats the most. they were guaranteed to make him feel awful.