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soft-for-yoongi · 4 months

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Dizzy Jiminie (sick JM)

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Sick: Jimin

Caretaker: Jungkook

Tw: dizziness, vom**, mentions of nausea, emeto, puking

Word count: 742

Summary: based upon the video above, where Jimin bit Jungkook's neck because he wouldn't put him down after telling him he felt dizzy (except a little altered, of course)

Happy New Year, everyone!!! I hope this little something is okay, I have so many unfinished fics that I need to finish ;-; they will come soon! (Hopefully)

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"Jimin-hyung, we did it!!" Jungkook celebrates. They had both managed to get number 1 on billboard top 100 and thought nothing would be better than to have a drink together to celebrate. Jimin is about to say something but is swept of his feet—literally—by Jungkook. He spins around, maybe one too many times, scratch that, it was more like 20 times, according to Jimin.

"Jungkook-ahh put me downnn," Jimin holds onto Jungkook tightly, closing his eyes as he feels the dizziness clouding him. "Jungkook I'm dizzy, put me down." Jimin tries again, hearing the youngest's giggles of entertainment. Oh gosh, his stomach is too sensitive for this. The drinking doesn't help either. Jimin uses a hand to wack Jungkook on the chest, "Jungkook, I'll throw up on you!" Jimin warns and that seems to have put some sense into him, as they slow down and eventually Jimin's feet are safely back on the floor.

But boy, he's dizzy still. The world is swaying, causing him to clutch onto Jungkook for support, lurching with a gag he didn't even notice. "Are you alright, hyung?" Jungkook steadies Jimin, but his legs wobble and he slowly sinks to the floor. "Jungkook‐ I need a bag–" Jimin mutters, keeping a hand to his mouth, the dizziness not worn off yet. Recognising the urgency, Jungkook slowly lets go of Jimin and swiftly retrieves one of his empty shopping bags off the kitchen bench.

"Here, hyung. Just do it into this." Jungkook holds the bag open underneath Jimin's chin, noticing how awfully pale he is and he feels overwhelmed with guilt. He doesn't have time to apologise because Jimin heaves up a wave of alcohol and some of the finger foods they ate. He has his hands on the floor to steady himself over the bag and pukes again, stomach trying to rid of everything.

Jungkook wishes he had more hands to rub Jimin's back, keep his hair out his face and feel his forehead for a temperature. "Hyung, I'm so sorry. I promise you'll feel better once it's all out." He doesn't cringe when another wave lands in the bag, only feeling sympathy for his hyung. Jimin coughs weakly and sits back on his knees, a hand placed on his stomach. "I think I'm done, Kookie." Jimin says, followed by a sour hiccup.

He doesn't need Jungkook to say anything to know that he's consumed with guilt. His doe eyes are so big and wide, staring down at Jimin with worry. "I'll go throw this in the bin and get you some water and medicine, hyung. Stay there." Jungkook stands, quickly leaving to throw the bag away and then retreats to his medicine stash. He grabs some stomach soothers and then a glass of chilled water.

Returning to Jimin, he puts the things down and helps him get to the couch. "Are you still dizzy, hyung? Nauseous?" Jungkook asks, trying to be as gentle as possible when sitting him down. "Just a bit queasy still." Jimin smiles, trying to calm the younger. Jungkook hands him the stomach soothers and insists he take at least one and drink a quarter of the glass of water.

"Are you comfy, hyung? Is there anything I can get you?" Jungkook offers, fiddling with his fingers, worried Jimin is upset at him, and rightfully so, he should've listened. "I'm okay, Kookie. Come sit down," Jimin pats the spot next to him. Jungkook tentatively takes the place on the couch, watching as Jimin takes another sip of water.

"I'm really sorry, hyung. Are you mad?" Jungkook whispers, eyes filled with regret as he looks at Jimin. "Jungkook-ah, I'm not mad," Jimin reassures softly, voice a tender tone. "I know you were just excited, and so was I. It's just... maybe we overdid it a little." Jimin chuckles, Jungkook nods, guilt still evident. "I promise, hyung, I'll be more careful next time." Jungkook says, and Jimin can't help pull him into a hug on the couch.

"That's all I wanted to hear," Jimin murmurs, feeling Jungkook gently rubbing up and down his side, which he's grateful for. He's still got a little bit of a touchy tummy. "How about we watch a movie?" Jimin suggests, and Jungkook's face lights up. "Sounds perfect, hyung." Jungkook replies, mood lifted, but he doesn't stop checking up on Jimin to make sure he's okay. And he definitely won't go spinning around with Jimin in his arms anymore. Maybe.

#bts #soft-for-yoongi writes #bts!sickfic #emeto #emeto mention #bangtan #jungkook #jimin #sick!jimin #caretaker!jungkook #sickfic #emeto fic #vomit mention #sick #vomit #vomiting #dizziness #bts emeto #bts sickfic

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soft-for-yoongi · 5 months

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Hiii. I love ur stories so much. Thank you.

Have u seen the last live of JK, where he talks about Bam throwing up on him?🫡 Around min 15 btw:)

"Honestly, I didn't care about that"

Makes me think how unphased he'd be as a caretaker. Worried, yes, but disgusted? Nope.

Thanks for this anon!!!! A true gem 🫶🫶

And thank you for reading my stories 🥹 much love x

Timestamp 15:05

08/12/2023

#jungkook #bts #emeto #emeto mention #bangtan #vomit mention #car sickness #bts emeto #sickfic ideas #sickfic inspiration #jungkook and bam #puke mention #jungkook vlive #sick

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soft-for-yoongi · 5 months

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5 times BTS thought Jungkook was throwing up + the one time he actually is

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Sick: Jungkook

Caretaker: ot7, each have their individual sections

Tw: gagging, mentions of nausea, vom**, puking, dizziness

Word count: 1,469

Okay... here me out it's a little different from what I usually do, but please let me know what you think!! 🙏 oh and which member was your favourite?? 🤩

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Namjoon

Jungkook looks adorable, Namjoon thinks as he snaps a photo of the youngest— asleep on the couch in his studio. It wasn't uncommon for the members to relax there, but Jungkook definitely does it the most. Just as Namjoon sends the photo to their group chat, Jungkook wakes with a groan. He stretches before a hand covers his mouth.

Namjoon looks at him, Jungkook's eyes are half lidded and hazy, hand on his month. Wait. Namjoon grabs the trash can under his desk, quickly holding it in front of Jungkook. The youngest takes the bin with a furrowed brow, then erupts with a sneeze, "HIHSH'Ew, ugh. Sorry." Jungkook mumbles, still sleepy. "What's this for?" He adds, lifting the bin slightly.

Namjoon looks at him blankly, "Oh, thank goodness, you're okay. I thought you were about to vomit," Namjoon laughs, half-heartedly because it has happened before, and you can never be too prepared. "Jeeze, hyung, you worry too much." Jungkook giggles.

Seokjin

Jin was peacefully cooking in the kitchen, making one of their go-to's, but still a favourite. The occasional member swings by sometimes to check in and help for a bit, which is why he wasn't surprised when the youngest walked into the kitchen. He opens the fridge and takes a water, taking a few swigs. A drop accidentally goes down the wrong hole, making Jungkook splutter and cough. He throws himself over the sink, coughing and spitting water into the drain.

Seokjin abandons the veggies he was cutting and starts rubbing Jungkook's back, "you okay, Jungkook-ah?" Seokjin said, concerned for the younger. Jungkook nodded and swallowed, recovering from his clumsy drinking. He exhaled, "I'm okay. I swallowed funny and it went down the wrong way." Jungkook wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, Jin still rubbing his spine.

"Christ, you scared me half to death! I thought you were being sick or something." Seokjin admits, dramatically holding his heart. Jungkook chuckled, realising the misunderstanding, "sorry, hyung. I'm fine, I promise." Jungkook replies, earning a sigh and fluffing of his hair from Seokjin.

Hoseok

Put Jungkook with his Hoseokie-hyung and there's bound to be chaos. They were originally practising together, but somehow, it turned into a pirouette competition? Hoseok went first, and he'd say he was pretty graceful, remembering to point his toes as he spun around. Jungkook's high-pitched laugh rang in the air as he held his phone up, recording Hoseok. "Aish!" He exclaimed, "wow, that was hard." Hoseok stopped spinning, after doing approximately 4 turns, again, pretty impressive if you ask him.

"Jungkookie, your turn!" Hoseok beams, quickly flipping out his phone and recording as Jungkook takes the spotlight. He spins in quick succession, one, two, three, four, five?? Jungkook laughs at the very Hoseok-like noises as he films. Jungkook slows down and ends up victorious with 7 turns. Woah, he's kinda dizzy though. Jungkook pants, hand on his knee and arm to his middle.

"Wahhh, Jungkookie!... Hey, you feeling okay?" Hoseok ends the video, jogging to the youngest. He places a hand on his back, heart dropping. "Yeah- just dizzy." Jungkook laughs, straightening up to look at his hyung. "Are you about to puke?" Hoseok blurts, eyes starting to scan for a rubbish bin. "What? No, gosh. I'm fine Hobi-hyung," Jungkook breaks into high-pitched laughter, soon joined by the elder.

Taehyung

Taehyung has an arm wrapped around Jungkook's shoulder, both sharing a blanket as they stare intently at the tv, playing an action movie. Taehyung knew the youngest loved them, but couldn't get as immersed as he could. Thus why when Jungkook made sniffly noises and put a hand over his mouth to stop from sobbing, Taehyung was very confused. And very worried. He had been paying attention and nothing too dramatically sad was happening (he thinks), so what's wrong with Jungkook???

"Jungkookie?" Taehyung holds Jungkook's cheek, body turned to face him. Jungkook looks towards his lap, a little embarrassed, his hand the only thing keeping him from audibly sobbing. "Are you getting sick or something? Your cheeks are pink." Taehyung worries, using his phone light to illuminate Jungkook's face. He sees the shaky fingers cupped over his mouth and assumes the worst. "Do you feel nauseous?" The singer questions.

Jungkook bubbles with a laugh, tears still coming out of his eyes. "I-I'm okay, Taehyungie-hyung." Jungkook uses his sleeve to wipe his eyes, blinking back a couple more and taking some deep breaths. "How are you not sad? Iron man died." Jungkook pouts, maybe Taehyung wasn't paying as much attention as he thought. "I was more worried about you. It looked like you were gonna be sick!" Taehyung frets, pulling the youngest into a hug to calm both himself and Jungkook.

Yoongi

Jungkook sqints at the toilet. It's shiny and looking better already! He'd noticed some dust and decided he'd do a good deed and clean the toilet. Pretty normal thing to do, if you ask Jungkook. Though, Yoongi didn't see it that way when he first walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was half lit and he'd taken his contacts out already. He scans the youngest, who's squated in front of the toilet.

"Kook?" Yoongi says, suddenly next to him and rubbing his back. He's on his toes, ready to grab some pepto or another member. The youngest turns around to look at the older, a confused look on his face. "Do you want some water?" Yoongi offers, wiping his eyes tiredly. Jungkook is still confused as to what his hyung is doing.

"I'm okay, hyung," Jungkook replies. He is enjoying having his back rubbed though, he will admit. "Have you been sick?" Yoongi asks, although the toilet does look oddly clean. "What? Hyung, I'm cleaning the toilet, not throwing up," Jungkook breaks into laughter, clapping his hands. "Oh my bad, good work Kook-ah." Yoongi smiles, "you had me worried."

Jimin

Jimin looks over at the youngest from his position on the couch. Jungkook's face is puffy and he's got two pieces of toast in front of him. Plain toast. No butter, no jam, nothing. They've only got a recording session later this evening, so usually Jungkook works himself quite an impressive appetite even though it's only breakfast. He watches the youngest cringe with each bite, looking like he's zoning out.

He turns off his phone to pay more attention to Jungkook. He sees the younger's face twinge in discomfort or pain—he can't quite tell—and then move a hand under the table to place on his belly. Gotcha. Jimin's mood drops and he walks over to Jungkook, placing a hand on his back. Jungkook doesn't even resist the touch, not bothering to put up a facade as he pushes his plate away, resting his forehead on the table.

"Not feeling the best?" Jimin asks, "I feel sick." Jungkook replies and the dancer hums sympathetically. Jimin slides in the seat next to him, concern apparent on his face. "Kook, do you know what's upsetting you?" Jimin frowns worriedly. "I don't know, hyung... my stomach hurts." Jungkook says and then registers that these are all his tell-tale signs he's about to throw up. He moans at the realisation.

"Jungkook do you need me to bring the bin over?" Jimin stills his hand on Jungkook's back, able to hear the younger's stomach throwing a fit from where he's sitting. Jungkook lifts his head enough to give Jimin a nod. With haste, Jimin grabs the trash can from in the kitchen and brings it back. Jungkook takes the bin and lets it rest in his lap, staring at the meager contents and feeling his stomach churn unhappily.

Jimin can see goosebumps on Jungkook's arms and wishes relief for him so badly. Seeing the youngest pale and quiet, makes Jimin want to switch places with him. The weight of anticipation is soon ended when Jungkook coughs lightly and then breaks out into gags, bringing the bin right up to his face. "Deep breaths, Kook." Jimin says, worry etched onto his face.

Jungkook can only hiccup and release strained breaths, not quite what Jimin wants right now. "Hyung— I'm g-gonna throw up—" Jungkook whimpers, back arching into a 'c' as he retches productively. Jimin pats his back nervously, eyeing the bathroom door, considering relocating the sick maknae.

Gags fill Jungkook's ears and the smell of his previous toast is enough to make him go green in the face. Jungkook tries to focus on the hand on his back and the massaging of his neck but his stomach clearly has other plans. The organ squeezes harshly at every move Jungkook makes, forcing bill up his throat. "I hate this, hyung..." Jungkook mumbles, hugging the bin close.

"Yeah, being sick is no fun, it's a good thing you're healthy." Jimin kisses the singer's hair, "most of the time."

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soft-for-yoongi · 5 months

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Also found this cute clip of Jungkook pulling the mic away to hiccup/burp

The laugh at the end heals me 🫶🤧

#bts #jungkook #jungkook golden #emeto mention #burping #hiccuping #emeto #sickfic ideas #adorbs #enjoy this little clip #🫶

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soft-for-yoongi · 5 months

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*while rubbing stomach* "I think I'd get exhausted at an amusement park."

🥹🥹🥹

Got me thinking... do rides make Jungkook sick after a while? Thoughts are being thunk.

#bts #jungkook #tummy talk #emeto mention #emeto #bangtan #stomach ache #?#motion sickness?#i love this #bts emeto #sickfic ideas #so cute honestly #jungkook golden

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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Hello author!

2. 🏝☀️🥵🌡😵‍💫🤢🤮🚑 My idea is here with Jungkook sick and OT7 Caretakers, if possible! (I miss them :( So, they're enjoying a vacation together, in a private place. Its hot, and Jungkook cant handle well with it. He starts to feel week, dizzy and pale. Feeling like a low blood pressure. Everyone looks at him worried. Jungkook faints while drinking some water and after he's wakes and is a little conscious, throw up the water he has drank. The members get desperate and go rushing to a hospital, calling a ambulance, bc maybe jk gets a insolation

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Sick: Jungkook

Caretaker: OT7

Tw: emeto, vom**, puking, dizziness, fainting, heat stroke, mentions of hospital, ambulance called

Word count: 795

Emojis: 2. 🏝☀️🥵🌡😵‍💫🤢🤮🚑

Yayaya two people requested sick jk with this prompt so I combined them again!! I hope you enjoy and it's what you wanted!!

(I'm also unsure of how many more I'm going to write but I think around 2-3 more!)

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Searing heat, thick humidity, a private and breathtaking oasis by the beach. With only seven of them present, there are no intrusive cameras or rigid schedules, just pure relaxation. And that's why Jungkook is so upset he's not feeling well. The thought of ruining the holiday is ten times worse than the dizzying nausea and sweat trailing his back.

Jungkook's hand shakes as he brings a water bottle to his lips, he's hiding under his hair so the others can't see how pale and sickly he's looking (and feeling). They're at this small private beach, practically in the backyard of their temporary house. Taehyung and Jimin are playing about in the water, throwing soggy sand at each other. Jungkook was with them originally, playing in the warm, crystal-clear water before the heat started taking a toll on him.

He couldn't deny the nausea and slowly made his way back to the blanket and shade they set up. With every step, his legs felt like jelly, and the world was spinning around him. He plopped onto the blanket, and now he clutches onto the water bottle with his remaining strength.

The others are frolicking about in the sand and water, laughter a comforting sound. Jungkook hoped the shade would help but now he just feels isolated and achy. Just as he was about to take another sip of water, the beach towel rustles next to him. Jungkook turns to find Namjoon, who's sat down with a book in his hand, now looking at him with concern.

"Jungkook you don't look so good, are you feeling okay?" Namjoon reaches a hand to touch the youngest's cheek, feeling unnatural warmth. Jungkook tried to laugh it off, but it came out weak and shaky. "Yeah, I just need some rest." He replies, Namjoon isn't convinced. "No, Jungkook I think you should lay down. You really don't look good." Namjoon's brows pinch together. Jungkook swallows audibly, his head is really starting to pound.

Jungkook has no clue what Namjoon just said. His ears are buzzing and he's struggling to keep up right. He can see a few others start to walk over, confusion on their faces. He registers the water in his hand and goes to take a sip, but it just ends up spilling down his front. Woah, he doesn't feel good. He feels blood pumping in his ears before losing consciousness.

"—unkook! Jungkook, hey. Nono don't sit up—" Jungkook feels his stomach lurch, hands on his body and the worried voices of his bandmates. All he can do is whimper before throwing up to his side and then clutch the nearest person. "H-hyungie—" Jungkook cries, beads of sweat on his forehead. "Kookie, Kookie shh, calm down, Jinnie-hyung has called an ambulance. You're gonna be okay." Jimin smooths Jungkook's hair and Namjoon fans his face with his book.

"I'm gonna be sick- don' feel good.." Jungkook mumbles, Yoongi thinks quick and he grabs one of their empty snack containers and shoves it under his chin. Taehyung takes a bit of a clean towel and pours some water on it to rest at the back of Jungkook's neck and try cool him down. He burps and buries his face into the container.

He pukes clear liquid and Jimin trails his hand up and down his back. His head throbs with each gag and the bright sun still hurts his eyes even in the shade. Letting out a miserable groan, the others are jittery with worry. "Guys the ambulance is here, make room for them." Hoseok instructs and the members move out the way, except for Namjoon who holds Jungkook and the container steady.

Jungkook still manages to be shy and embarrassed as the paramedics check his vitals and ask a couple questions. "Jungkook-ssi how are you feeling right now? Still like before?" A middle aged woman asks, "n-not as bad.." Jungkook turns to Namjoon, hoping he can provide some more details. "He was super pale and dissociated. He's thrown up twice now but I think it was just the heat that got to him." Namjoon explains.

The paramedics strap something to Jungkook's arm and say that they should take him in to administer an IV. "So this is a mild case of heat stroke, two of you are able to ride with him to the hospital if you'd like." One of them suggests.

Seokjin and Taehyung are quick to volunteer and the others promise to meet them at the hospital. In the ambulance Jungkook feels a mixture of emotions, shy but also too sick to suppress his need for his hyung's dotting. He holds Taehyung's hand and asks Seokjin to play with his hair. Looking forward to feeling better, Jungkook vows to always stay hydrated when going to the beach.

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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Omg Jungkook's new album 🥹🥹🥹

Did anybody else catch the lyrics for 'Shot Glass of Tears'

"Like chasing after the sun, and making me fall in love"

"'Till I'm sick to my stomach"

AH?? 0:35 seconds in btw ☝️

#i love this #jungkook #bts #jungkook golden #lyrics #emeto mention #sickfic ideas

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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Hii. Can you do 10 with Jungkook being the sickie and Jin the caretaker? Thank you💜🫶🏻💜

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Emojis: 10. 🛌‼️🤮😩🚿🤢🚽⛺️🤮

Sick: Jungkook

Caretaker: Seokjin

Tw: emeto, vom**, puking, mentions of nausea, stomach pain, dizziness

Word count: 524

(Yaya, two people requested sick Jk with this prompt, I actually loved this one, too 🥹)

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Jungkook woke up, tangled in the bed sheets, pyjama pants hiked up to his knees, shirt twisted and soaked with sweat. Seokjin is on the other side of the bed, sleeping peacefully. Jungkook pants as if he's out of breath, quickly noticing the drop of his stomach. He's about to be sick. Like right now. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, Jungkook is hit with dizziness and throbbing in his head.

With a pitiful whine, a gush of warm liquid lands on the floor with a splat. Jungkook imidiantly starts crying. "Jungkook..ah..?" Seokjin turns over, seeing the outline of Jungkook hunched on the edge of the bed. Then he registers the sobbing and horrid smell.

He sits up hastily, shuffling over to the poor boy. "Kookie? Oh, no... poor darling." Seokjin tuts at the floor, quick to rub Jungkook's back and wipe away the tears. "Feeling sick still?" The older asks, gaining a heartbreaking hum. "Okay, can you walk to the bathroom?" Seokjin starts guiding Jungkook. Even in the dark, he can see the quivering of the youngest's lip.

Seokjin flips the bathroom light on, both of them squinting harshly. Seokjin then sees the state of Jungkook. He's awfully pale, sweaty and a tad bit of puke is on his pants and chin. "Does it feel like you're finished?" Seokjin starts undressing the maknae. "I don't know... I feel g-gross, hyungie." Jungkook mumbles, followed by a soft hiccup. "Want to take a quick shower? I'll be with you the whole time." Seokjin smiles, starting to take off his own clothes. Jungkook nods shyly.

Jin turns on the water and holds Jungkook's waist as they both get in the shower. Seokjin washes Jungkook's hair and body, gently lathering the soap and making sure he doesn't collapse. His poor tummy is looking a little swollen and is still audibly gurgling over the streams of water.

"Jin-hyung..." Jungkook moans with his head rested on Seokjin's shoulder. "Yes, Kook-ah?" The elder replies, rubbing soothingly up and down his back. "I feel really—hic—sick.." Jungkook answers, already feeling gags trying to escape. Seokjin steps back to examine Jungkook's face, seemingly unsatisfied with his pale complexion, he ushers the youngest in front of the toilet.

"Let it up, Kookie." Seokjin comforts, wrapping a towel around him and then around himself. He turns the water off, as it clearly doesn't look like it was a one-off thing. Jungkook curls inwards with a retch, painfully expelling his stomach contents. When the wave ends, Jungkook presses a fist firmly to his mouth, as if that will stop him from puking.

Seokjin frowns worriedly, watching Jungkook jolt with a new heave and keep his hand in place. "Love.. that's not going to make you feel better," Jin says. "But I don't want to throw up..." Jungkook replies sadly, dropping his hand to his stomach, trying to find comfort in a few rubs.

"Here, let me rub your tummy. I'll stay as long as you need." Seokjin kisses Jungkook's temple, beginning gentle circles on his taut flesh. "Even if it's all night?" Jungkook asks.

"Even if it's all night." Seokjin reassures.

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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20 yoongi and taehyun

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Emojis: 20. 😤🤬🚪👊💥😮‍💨😮‍💨😭🤢🤮😢🫂

Sick: Taehyung (another one!!)

Caretaker: Yoongi

Tw: emeto, slight angst, swearing, vom**, mentions of nausea

Word count: 479

(I probably interpreted this a little different to most!! I didn't want to make it hugely angsty, it's just not my style!)

(Also, I wasn't sure if you wanted both of them to be sickies, or just one, but I hope you like this!!)

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"Taehyung-ah! I've told you multiple times to get this melody finished and write more lyrics!! All you've given me is this crappy so-called "beat" and rubbish lines." The producer spits angrily at Taehyung. Yoongi, sitting in his chair, is fuming. How dare he talk to his brother like that?!

Taehyung's lip wobbles, "do you have anything to say?? Or are you just going to cry like a baby?" The older man continues going off. Yoongi has had enough. "Producer-nim, get out my studio." Yoongi says, in a level voice. He gets up and holds the door open expectingly. "Leave your shit here, you can collect them tomorrow when I have you dismissed." Yoongi frowns, the man splutters and reluctantly leaves after realising the trouble he's about to be in.

With a loud shut of the door, Taehyung bursts into tears, completely sobbing, pulling his legs up into his chest and head covered by his arms. "Taehyungie... you haven't done anything wrong." Yoongi comforts, squating in front of Taehyung. "Taehyung your music is beautiful, so characteristically you, and that's what makes it so amazing. Don't listen to him," Yoongi continues, a sad expression on his face.

Taehyung sniffles and hiccups are soon added to the mix. He brings his arms to his abdomen, revealing his tear streaked face. He feels sick. "I should've worked harder." Taehyung murmurs, attempting to wipe his tears but it's no use as they keep coming. He can practically feel the warmth drain from his face, so caught up in the man's harsh words. He hasn't cried this hard in months, and it makes him feel like throwing up.

Yoongi places a gentle hand on his shoulder, looking up at him fondly. "Tae, you've poured your heart and soul into your music. Don't let his words get to you," Yoongi rakes Taehyung's hair comfortingly. "Hyung, I think I'm about to vomit." The younger warns and Yoongi's expression hardens. Taehyung's always had a soft stomach but it breaks his heart whenever it happens.

The rapper quickly fetches the small bin under his desk, handing it to Taehyung. He hugs it tight, belching into the receptacle. He feels so drained, both mentally and physically. "Let it up, Taehyungie." Yoongi starts rubbing soothing circles into his back, feeling the muscles contract when he gags.

The pungent smell quickly takes over the studio after a couple waves land into the bin. Taehyung cries and spits murky saliva. "He was s-so mean–" the younger wails, holding the bin away from him to avoid looking at the mess. "Come here, Tae." Yoongi sighs, placing the bin on the floor to wrap the singer in a hug. He squeezes gently, just how Taehyung likes it.

Somehow, he ends up in Yoongi's lap, and neither is complaining. Taehyung is feeling better and not sobbing anymore. Medicine will never compare to this, Taehyung smiles.

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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Hi!!

15. 😬🎤💬👀😰🤢😵‍💫🫠🏥😭🤮

(could it be with Taehyung as the sickie and one of the hyung line members as a caretaker? If not that's fine)

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Sick: Taehyung

Caretaker: Seokjin

Tw: vom**, emeto, passing out, mentions of nausea, stomach pain

Word count: 525

Enjoy!!!!! There's a few more to come!!

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Taehyung can only describe what he's feeling as jittery. He's buzzing with discomfort, nerves going straight to his stomach. He watches Namjoon say his speech, thanking army's for the award. The lights on stage are so bright, blinding, and making sweat gather on his forehead.

And then some of the others say a few words and meaningful gratitude. Then it's Taehyung's turn and his hands shake as he holds the microphone in the stand. A hand is placed on his shoulder and he goes autopilot.

A combination of trying not to throw up and trying to stay on your feet is... a struggle. "We are s-so lucky to have Army's support!" Taehyung gives a wobbly smile. To most of the audience it's convincing, but every one of his band mates hear the strain in his voice.

Taehyung walks away from the microphone and they leave the stage, when his stomach lurches Taehyung makes a detour to some hallway backstage. Seokjin's worry gets the best of him and he follows the younger.

"Taehyung-ah? What's the matter?" Seokjin says, calling from behind until Taehyung stops in his tracks. He's got a hand to his stomach, pinched expression on his face. He backs against the wall for support, he can barely make out Seokjin's voice or what's happening around him. "Hyung I-I need to sit down." Taehyung says with urgency, black dots dancing in his vision.

"Here, here. Deep breaths," Seokjin ushers Taehyung to sit on the floor, holding the younger's waist. He's looking deathly pale and judging by the hand to his stomach, he feels horriblely sick too. Taehyung blinks slowly, sweat trailing down his back. "M'gonna pass out.." Taehyung says faintly, body lulling to the side.

"Taehyung-ah!" Seokjin mumbles under his breath, softly letting Taehyung lay on the floor. He then sees a staff running over, "we need the medics," Seokjin worries and franticly, the staff retrieves the paramedic team on stand by. The rest is a blur, Taehyung half wakes up and they transport him into a wheelchair, taking him to their medical room.

"Jin-hyung, what's going on? Is Taehyung okay?" Namjoon asks, the rest of the group behind him. "He's passed out, hang on. Let me check with him." Seokjin has to skim past all the other's questions, quickly making his way to the second youngest, watching him get transferred onto a bed.

"Taehyungie," Seokjin says and grabs one of the younger's hands, holding it securely. "Hyung—I'm g-gonna vomit." Taehyung groans, and one of the paramedics have a sick bag on stand by already. "Can we sit him up?" Seokjin asks, holding the bag under Taehyung's chin as they adjust the bed.

Imidiantly Taehyung pukes a wave of water and bile into the sick bag, everyone in the room bustling around as Seokjin strokes up and down the younger's back. "It's okay, baby," Seokjin whispers close to Taehyung as he starts to cry helplessly. "I feel so sick, h-hyung.." Taehyung sobs, spitting up another round of puke.

"Shh, you're going to be fine. You have all these people helping you." Seokjin comforts, catching the members' gazes through the doorway. He will be fine.

#bts #bts!sickfic #soft-for-yoongi writes #emeto #bangtan #emeto mention #emeto fic #sickfic #vomit mention #sick #taehyung #sick!taehyung #caretaker!seokjin #fainting #tw emeto #emoji sequence #tw vomit #anon ask

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soft-for-yoongi · 6 months

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If anybody would like to submit one or two or multiple of these, feel free!!! 🥺💕 I'm in the mood to write some short little drapples 🫶 (I love literally this whole list, the ideas are so cute)

Emeto Prompt Game: Interpret the Emojis!

Okay, folks, this idea came to me around 2am last night, so if it's dumb please blame my lack of sleep. These prompts are a string of emojis that the writer can interpret however they like. The idea is that the emojis represent a vague sequence of events that can be embellished/added to as much as desired. The goal is to write a drabble/fic following the emoji sequence!

YAY, have fun!

1. 🛌🥱🚌😵‍💫🤢🤮

2. 🏝☀️🥵🌡😵‍💫🤢🤮🚑

3. 🤤🍔😮‍💨🤢🤮

4. 😄🎉🎢🤢🤮

5. 🤒🛌🥵🛀😵‍💫🤢🤮😭🆘

6.🤒 🛌👹😱❤️📈😮‍💨🤢🤮

7. 🦮💨😱⛈🔍😰🥶🏠💔😭🤮

8. 📚🥱😴😱🏃🏫😮‍💨😵‍💫🤢🚽🤮📝F😭

9. 💔😭🛌🥣🤢🤮

10. 🛌‼️🤮😩🚿🤢🚽⛺️🤮

#emeto prompts #sickfic inspiration #bts sickfic #bts author #sickfic prompts #sickfic ideas #asking for asks #what an amazing list

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soft-for-yoongi · 7 months

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HAHAH, Jungkook is an interesting one, for sure. Saying to himself, "Stop doing it," hshshshhs

I saw an army saying they didn't know what he was doing and thought he was either vomiting or hiccuping 😭😭

The hand over the mouth is cute, very handy for my imagination when reading/writing sickfics 🤩

Jungkook live 27/07/23 - 1:19:49 (the chicken noises start at around 1 hour in—yes he does it for that long)

#jungkook #bts #sickfic talk #vomit mention #jungkook vlive #sickfic inspo #sickfic ideas #the way he had to stop himself from making those noises #hahaha #emeto #bangtan

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soft-for-yoongi · 7 months

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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Woah, has it really been that long??? I still feel new ngl 🤭 only been 2 years, but I have so many stories already, wowza. Although technically, I was just lurking for a while, my first post was... December 23rd, 2022, so I have almost officially been posting for a year!!

#2 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone #bts author #sickfic writer

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soft-for-yoongi · 7 months

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The way his tummy pokes through his tshirt that lil bit 🤧🤧🥺🥺

Jungkook the things you do to us 🫠

Anyways, I thought I would share ✨️✨️

#ughhhh #hes so FINE #jungkook #soft tummy #jungkook's tumtum #bts #bangtan #sickfic ideas #tummy talk #jungkook edit #credits to the editor!!#ty for this gem #stream 3D!!!

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soft-for-yoongi · 7 months

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Fever dream Taehyungie. I read some fics with this and I'm hooked.

Choose whoever you like as the caregiver and whatever other sickness you want to add. I have no problem with emeto 💜

Fever Dreams, Hyung's Don't Leave (sick TH)

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Sick: Taehyung

Caretakers: ot7, Yoongi, Jungkook, Seokjin

Tw: emeto, vom**, mentions of nausea, stomach pain, dizziness, fevers, nightmares, puking

Word count: 1744

Thanks for the request, anon!! I really enjoyed this, and I hope it's what you had in mind 🫶

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Cold. Taehyung was so so cold. And... where are his hyungs? One second they were right there, and now it's all dark? They were with him before he got sucked into dreamland? But now he feels freezing and so... alone. "Hyungs?" Taehyung wants to reach out but his arms feel like lead and won't cooperate.

Shadows were growing around him and his brothers were becoming distant, his cheeks are wet with tears and he wants to yell for them to come back but the sounds don't make it past his throat. Did they really leave him?

"Taehyungie!"

He woke up with a sharp gasp, almost instantly dissolving into tears that wrack his frame. Yoongi is quick to pull him into an embrace, cradling his head into his chest. Despite the younger being taller than he is, Taehyung looks so small in the rapper's arms. "You're burning up, Taetae." Yoongi says, feeling warmth radiating off of the younger's skin.

"I'm c-cold... w-wh-where are the others?" Taehyung's head perks up, eyes wide and scared. The dream felt so vivid. "Hyungie, are they gone?" Taehyung suddenly tries to stand up, pulling away from Yoongi's grasp.

"Woah, careful." Yoongi rushes to help Taehyung and sits him back down with little effort needed. "They're okay, Taehyungie." He comforts, rubbing his back in circles. "I-I need to see them, h-hyung—" Taehyung cries, gripping onto Yoongi like a lifeline.

"Shh, okay. Let me get Jinnie and the others." Yoongi takes out his phone, frantically spamming Seokjin's number. All of Taehyung's weight is up against Yoongi and the flow of tears has him biting his lip in worry. "Yoongi-ah?" Seokjin sheepishly walks into the room, rubbing his eyes and taking a split second to register Taehyung.

"Oh, Taehyungie, baby." Seokjin rushes over, petting and soothing over his hair as Taehyung instinctively reaches for the eldest. "H-hyung... I thought you left me." Taehyung mumbles, breaking out in tremors and moving to wrap an arm around his stomach.

"Of course not, baby. Gosh, you're so warm. Yoongi, what happened?" Seokjin turns to the rapper. "He was dreaming, kept calling out for us and now he's got a fever." Yoongi explains. They both look at Taehyung with pity, thinking on what to do. "We have to give him some medicine, he's way too hot." Seokjin concludes.

"No—I need to see Jiminie a-and Namjoon-hyung—" Taehyung sniffles, hiccuping between words. Yoongi sadly rubs his back, turning to Seokjin. "Aw Taehyungie... how about we go to the living room and I'll get the others?" Seokjin offers, using his thumb to wipe away the tears. Taehyung nods approvingly, somewhat calming down.

They go on either side of the younger, helping him to the lounge. Yoongi flicks on a couple lights, putting them on the dimmest setting. Taehyung reaches for Yoongi and he gladly holds him on the couch. Seokjin starts off at the closest bedroom. Jimin and Hoseok's.

"Hoseokie? Jiminie?" He calls into the dark room, walking in to find the two curled in each other's embrace, both their beds pushed together. They start to stir after a few taps. "Sorry guys, Taehyungie is sick and a bit emotional. Can you both comfort him in the living room?" Seokjin explains in a hushed voice. It wakes them up and Jimin's eyes are already glistening with worry. "Of course, hyung." Hoseok replies. Onto the next bedroom.

"Namjoon-ah?" Seokjin hears the snoring cut off. "Hmmg..? Hyung?" The leader groans. "Can you go to the living room, please? Taehyungie has a fever." He says, gaining a hum as Namjoon swings his legs out of bed. And now, the maknae.

"Kookie?" Seokjin moves straight to the bed, gently rubbing over Jungkook's thigh. "Jungkook-ah." He tries again, making the lump roll over. "Taehyung needs you, Bunny." And that finally wakes him up. "Huh..? Is he okay?" Jungkook rubs his eyes, making a move to get up. "Fever, bad dream." Seokjin summarises, letting the youngest follow him back to the living room.

Taehyung is still next to Yoongi but Jimin is giving him a kiss on the cheek, Hoseok tying back his hair and Namjoon is standing nearby, not wanting to crowd the boy. "Taehyungie-hyung?" Jungkook says when he catches sight of the second youngest. He looks up from the couch and is visibly relieved. "You g-guys didn't leave?" Taehyung's lip quivers. The six of them butt in to reassure Taehyung, telling him they love each other way too much to even fathom the idea.

"Taetae, do you feel well enough to take some medicine?" Yoongi asks, all too aware of the sticky heat coming from the singer. He's still so out of it. "Mm.. I don't know." Taehyung pouts, "does anything hurt? Your ears, throat, head, stomach?" Jimin asks, kneeling down in front of Taehyung. "Tummy.. and my head feels dizzy." Taehyung concludes, just now picking up on the nausea washing over him in waves.

He shivers and curls up to Yoongi. "Hyung... I think I'm gonna throw up." Taehyung whines, face squashed into Yoongi's shoulder. "Aish–right now?" Yoongi looks to Hoseok for help, "I'll get a bag—" Hoseok dashes off, right as Taehyung moans in discomfort, chills going up and down his spine. Seokjin leaves to grab some towels and medicine. Namjoon and Jungkook take a seat on the other couch, talking to each other worriedly.

Hoseok comes back with a puke bag, quickly handing it to Taehyung who grips it shakily. "You're okay, Taehyung-ah." Yoongi starts rubbing up and down his back, sympathising when he feels his muscles clench and a dry gag escapes. Taehyung feels like he's on a merry-go-round, he's not enjoying it. Before he was cold and lonely, now he's covered in sweat, about to heave up his dinner. What a night.

He looks up from the bag, noticing Seokjin returning and all his brother's concerned faces. It makes him think back to his fever dream and a tear slips before a nasty heave takes over. It leads to a string of drool and acidic taste in his throat. Jimin uses his small hand to wipe away the tears, moving to sit next to Taehyung. "Let it up, Tae." Yoongi slips into daegu satoori, hoping to comfort the younger some.

Taehyung sucks in a deep, shaky breath before bringing up a mouthful of sick. It gets the momentum going and before he can relax, another bout exits him. "We're right beside you, Taetae. You're doing great." Hoseok comforts, looking away from the puke bag but also trying to support his dongsaeng.

Taehyung retches, spine curling over as he vomits. He feels so hot and sticky, tshirt plastered to his back. Seokjin uses a damp cloth to wipe Taehyung's forehead, holding it on as he coughs into the bag. "Namjoon-ah, can you get the thermometer please?" Seokjin asks, tone filled with concern.

"Sure, hyung." Namjoon responds quickly. "Ughh—my tummy doesn't feel good.." Taehyung whimpers, fingers still clutching the bag. Jungkook watches with sympathy. "Poor baby, Taehyungie. You'll feel better soon." Jimin rubs the 95's knee, Yoongi tracing along his back.

Taehyung doesn't feel like he'll ever get better. He would make another statement that he's dying, but a painfully dry heave cuts him off. It highlights just how empty Taehyung now is. But his stomach sets him off anyways, into endless (about 3) empty gags. "Tae-yah it sounds like you're finished. Wanna try relax a little?" Yoongi points out, slowly easing the younger's grip on the bag.

"Yoongi's right, Taehyungie. I'm sure Jungkook's happy to give you some company on the couch?" Seokjin smiles, and Taehyung swallows down a retch before weakly nodding. Yoongi manages to take the bag, making note to keep it away from Hoseok's general direction before disposing of it.

Seokjin and Jimin wipe down Taehyung's face, just as Namjoon comes back with the thermometer, holding it out. "Ah, thanks Joonie." Seokjin says, grabbing the device and hovering it over the second youngest's forehead. It beeps and reads, "39.1° (102.4°)" Seokjin says out loud, "shit. Taehyungie, you're really warm, how about we take your shirt off?" The eldest adds.

Taehyung nods, face blank and zoned out. "Arms up," Jimin helps take off the top, leaving Taehyung exposed on the couch. "Can I lay down with Jungkookie?" Taehyung looks up at Jin, then glances at the youngest. "Of course, Kookie? Is that okay?" Seokjin turns to Jungkook, who responds with a reassuring nod. Jungkook motions for Taehyung to come closer. With Hoseok's and Jimin's aid, Taehyung gets nestled on Jungkook's chest, both of them long ways on the couch. Jungkook has an arm tucked around Taehyung securely, while he listens to the soothing rhythm of Jungkook's heartbeat.

"Promise not to be sick on me?" Jungkook jokes, retracting the statement when Taehyung frowns sadly. "I'm sorry you're not feeling well, hyungie. You can throw up on me, that's fine." Jungkook kisses Taehyung's temple, ruffling his hair at the same time. At least that gets Taehyung to whimper-laugh, his body still isn't happy with him.

Before Taehyung lets himself drift off, he opens his eyes and scans the room. He sees five pairs of eyes staring back lovingly, the elder members smiling at the fondness between the two youngests. "Don't worry, Taehyung-ah. We'll be right here when you wake up." Yoongi hums, beginning to settle on one of their armchairs, letting out a huff when Jimin sits on his lap, but not making him move either. Fully reclining the other couch, Hoseok is comfortably squished between the leader and Seokjin.

"Okay, I love you, hyungs." Taehyung murmurs softly. He surrendered to the warmth of Jungkook's embrace, the presence of his brothers soothing him to not worry about any more dreams.

Hours passed and they slept semi-comfortably. Seven people in one living room was a lot. Slowly, Taehyung stirred awake, greeted by the gentle caress of Jungkook's hand on his head. Blinking away the sleep, he found himself still tucked up to Jungkook. "Hey there, sleeping beauty." Jungkook whispered.

Taehyung grinned weakly, "did I throw up on you?" He asked, voice raspy but amused. "Not this time, hyung." Jungkook chuckled. The lounge room was bathed in a morning glow, Taehyung noticed his other hyungs, still there and their expressions more relaxed. The worry he felt during his fever-induced dream was replaced by comfort, yes he was still uneasy but he now had some support.

"I told you we wouldn't leave, Taehyungie." Jimin chims in, perched on Yoongi's lap. "Thank you, Jiminie-hyung."

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