#sick!2seok

[crystalsnow95z]

Request:

Kk, I know it's rlly weird and specific, but I had this idea

1 of the members cooked a meal for Hobi cuz hes been too busy working on a song and hasn't been leaving his studio much to eat, and he gets food poisoning from it, but he down plays it until he gets back home trying to shower and gets so sick one of the older members need to help him wash up. I rlly love your stories w/the gentle washings ♥︎

I put my Playlist on shuffle and the first voice I heard would be who cooked for him. The first song to pop up was like crazy, making Jimin our cook.

Tw: emeto

Hoseok listens to the chorus for the sixteenth time after tweaking it once more, still feeling unsatisfied with it. There's something missing, but I don't know what.. maybe I need more adlibs? Or drums? I don't know..

Hoseok sighs, throwing his headset onto the desk and leaning back in his chair, running his hands through his hair. "This is so annoying..why can't I get it right? I wanted a demo by the end of the week.. I'll be too busy.."

Hoseok's stomach gurgles uncomfortably, reminding him that he hasn't eaten since breakfast. He picks up his phone, seeing three missed calls from Jimin. Aish, I was supposed to meet up with him a while ago..

Hoseok checks his messages, seeing two texts from Jimin.

Are you still in your studio?

Have you been in there since after our recording session Hyung?

Hoseok quickly replies to his messages, hoping Jimin isn't upset at him for forgetting about him.

I'm so sorry Jiminah, I completely lost track of time. If you still want to practice I'm still in my studio.

Jimin is relieved when he hears his phone go off seeing the notification of Hoseok messaging him back. He's overworking himself.. he got up early to work before practice and went right to the studio after we recorded the rough draft of the b side tracks..

Stay there, I'll meet up with you in the studio. I made us dinner since I figured you'd forget. Are you hungry?

Hoseok only takes a minute to reply back to him, making Jimin smile.

I'm starving. I only had rice and coffee today.. You're an angel. I love you.

Jimin gathers up the containers of food he prepared and puts them in his backpack, calling Hoseok to keep him company on his walk to the company building.

"Jimin." Hoseok uses a deep voice when he answers smiling when he hears Jimin hold back a giggle.

"J-hope.." Jimin mimicks him, pulling his hat farther over his face when he leaves the studio. "How are you? Is the song going well?"

"I'm so frustrated. I just can't seem to get this song right. I know what I want in my head, but I can't seem to replicate it.. I don't know if I can make it work.." Hoseok shares his concerns with the younger member.

"Maybe you need to take a break from it, hyung. It's not like you have a time limit or anything. You're gonna spread yourself too thin with the new group album dropping next month."

The two stay on the phone until Jimin reaches Hoseok's studio, the older member greeting him with a hug. "I'm sorry i didn't meet up earlier."

"I told you Hyungie, it's no big deal. I'm not worried about it, I'm only worried about you working so hard that you aren't eating properly." Jimin scolds him when he hears Hoseok's stomach growling.

"I know, I know.. I'm sorry. I totally lost track of time. Thanks again for making food.." Hoseok watches eagerly as Jimin pulls out containers from his bag.

"Do you want me to go warm it up for you hyung?" Jimin asks, but Hoseok was already picking up a container. "Guess not.." Jimin giggles, watching Hoseok eat his home-cooked meal. "Is it good?"

"Yeah, the meat is super juicy and the sauce is so good..i love it." Hoseok takes another bite. "After we eat I'll help you master the choreography. Okay?"

"Don't rush hyung. Enjoy your meal. We can always change it to tomorrow. I just wanted to be sure you ate. Hobi-hyung you're making a mess.." Jimin smiles fondly, getting a tissue to wipe some sauce from Hoseok's chin. I would've made more if I realized how hungry he'd be.. I'll just eat some rice and let him have the rest..

"No Jimin-ah, you need to land on your right leg. Like this." Hoseok demonstrates the part that Jimin messed up, his stomach sloshing from the quick spin biting his lip.

"Ah, I get it.. okay, okay.. let me try it one more time." Jimin restarts the song, quickly moving into position. Hoseok doesn't join in for this round, opting to watch while sitting against the mirror, wrapping his arm around his aching middle.

Why do I feel so sick? I was fine earlier.. just a little tired..was the chicken too greasy? Did I eat too much?

Hoseok quietly burps to try to ease the pressure in his stomach, but it only made him feel worse, a sour taste filling his mouth. He tries to stand to get water, but moving only made the nausea worse. Please..I don't want to throw up..

"Hyung i think I did it.. perfect this time!" Jimin pants, going to the camera to turn it off when he noticed Hoseok didn't do it. "Hyung?"

Hoseok turns his head to look in the direction Jimin's voice came from. "I'm sorry Jiminie, I spaced out for the last bit..I'm sure you did great."

"Are you okay Hyung?" Jimin takes a seat next to Hoseok, rubbing his shoulders. "You look pale.."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just tired, and I think I ate too much.. my stomach hurts.. I shouldn't have binged like that.. dancing after eating probably didn't help." Hoseok rubs his hand across his bloated belly, ignoring the nausea that bubbled up inside it. "Show me the practice video."

"You aren't feeling well?" Jimin frowns, forgetting all about the choreography. He places his hand on Hoseok's forhead, then his own relieved when he doesn't feel any difference."When did you start feeling sick?"

"Um.. When we were practicing the chorus.. the jerking movement before the jump..The movement made my stomach flip.. I think it's because I'm actually full, and I usually practice on a mostly empty stomach. It's no big deal."

"That was an hour ago Hyung. You should've told me.. we can always practice later if you aren't feeling well..you don't have to force yourself." Jimin scolds him softly, guilt making his own stomach flutter uncomfortably. I should've noticed something was wrong..I could've had him home resting by now..

"It's not a problem, Jimin-Ah. It wasn't a big deal. I'm fine I just need to sleep it off." Hoseok reassures Jimin, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets to be able to rest his palms on his stomach without Jimin noticing.

"I'll call us a cab.." Jimin gets himself some water while he waits for the company to answer, offering it to Hoseok after taking a drink.

Hoseok's stomach churned at the thought of adding anything else inside of it, pushing the bottle away with a little head shake. "I'm good..I just want to get some fresh air.."

"Sure Hyung. We can wait outside.." Jimin gently leads Hoseok outside, letting Hoseok lean against him while they walk. "You should shower and get to bed as soon as you get home.."

"Yeah... I will..don't worry.. I'm feeling a bit better now.." Hoseok lies, trying to get Jimin to relax. I hope i don't throw up in the taxi..

Hoseok sits in the shower, letting the water cascade down his back. He finished washing ten minutes ago, but his stomach refused to settle. I hate throwing up, but I can't keep fighting it..

Hoseok gets to his feet, using the wall to balance himself, the nausea hitting him like a freight train. The chicken Jimin prepared for him comes up all at once, spraying out of him, hitting the shower tiles. Sh*t...

Hoseok feels his stomach clenching again, another mouthful of sick coming up. 'Hyung.." he whimpers, falling to his knees when they buckle underneath them, tears stinging the corners of his eyes when he feels his stomach lurching again, the thick bile splashing around him. "Hyung!" Hoseok calls desperately as he tries to rise to his feet again, wanting to escape the smell that only made him feel worse. Hoseok forces himself to his feet and leaves the shower, kneeling on the ground in front of the toliet, gagging up another thick mouthful of sick.

"Hobi? Are you calling.. Aiggo.. Hoba.." Jin turns off the shower and gets a towel, draping it over the shivering rapper. "It's okay baby, hyung will take care of you.. I'm going to dry you off okay?"

Hoseok gripped the toliet seat, his body trembling with effort to keep sitting upright. "Hyung.." he whines as stomach pushes up another thick mouthful into the toliet. "It hurts.."

"It's okay, it's okay.. hyung is here now, just relax and let it happen, you'll only feel worse if you try to fight it baby.." Jin gently wipes the towel across Hoseok's body to dry him.

"I want it to stoo-urp..." Hoseok whines as he burps up another mouthful of sick, reaching for Jin's hand.

Jin rubs his thumb across his knuckles. "Hoba.. your hair is still coated with soap.. we'll have to rinse it.."

"I just want.." Hoseok's words are stopped by another heave, only foamy saliva coming up.

"I know, I know.. it'll be over soon, and then we'll get you cleaned, dressed and in bed. Okay?" Jin gently scratches Hoseok's spine, feeling the tension in his muscles as another heave comes.

"Is that Hoseok-hyung?" Jimin asks when he hears the sound, his stomach dropping when he sees he was correct.

"Jimin-ah get him some pajamas so we can get him dressed and in bed when he's settled down please?" Jin quickly sends the younger member away, knowing Hoseok wouldn't want Jimin seeing him like this.

"Yes hyung.." Jimin hesitates to move, eyes glued on the trembling rapper. Hoseok's face was completely hidden by the toliet bowl, Jin's hand on his chest holding him up.

"Jimin go." Jin uses a stern tone to get the younger moving. "And bring a water bottle too."

Jimin doesn't make Jin ask a third time, quickly going into the kitchen to get a water bottle.

"Is that Hoba in the bathroom?" Yoongi asks, making Jimin jump.

"Aiish! Hyung don't sneak up on me like that!" Jimin, close the fridge, sighing."It is.. Hobi-hyung said he wasn't feeling well earlier because he ate too much, but maybe it was the food i made.."

"He hasn't been eating much lately trying to prep for the new album.. he probably just overdid it. You're a pretty good cook Jimin-ah." Yoongi comforts Jimin, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You should bring the water to Hoba.. it sounds like he's settled down.."

"I..I'm done.." Hoseok whispers, falling backwards into Jin's chest, panting heavily. His muscles burned with each breath,overworked from the ordeal. "I'm...sorry..i..I.."

"Shh..Shh Hobi.. don't apologize to me.. just focus on catching your breath okay?" Jin speaks softly, wiping some soap from his forehead before it could drip into his eyes, careful to not make Hoseok have to move. I need to wash him.. hopefully he can stay up long enough..

"But..you're..s..s..soaked.." Hoseok says through chattering teeth, pulling the towel Jin draped over him closed for warmth.

"I don't care. It's just water." Jin hugs his shivering dongsaeng close to his chest. "Just take deep breaths..relax Hoseok-ah..it's okay.."

"I got a pair of pajamas and water hyung." Jimin enters the bathroom, the tightness in his chest loosening when he sees Hoseok stopped."Here Hobi-hyung.. take a bit of water, wash your mouth out." Jimin holds the water by his lips, letting him get a mouthful to swish around, the sickly member spitting it into the toliet. "Do you need any more help?"

"You can try to clean the shower up for Hobi. If you can't do it, it's no big deal. I'll get it after Hoseok catches his breath." Jin didn't want to let Hoseok go, and Jimin knew it.

I can't be squeamish now..hyung needs me..it's not a big deal..

"No, no I can do it." Jimin takes a deep breath, holding his breath as he opens the shower door, gagging at the sight, an acid tang filling his throat. He closes his eyes turning on the shower to try to wash as much as possible down the drain. "I'm okay."

"I'm sorry Jiminie.." Hoseok's voice comes out as a raspy whisper.

"No hyung, it's not your fault.." Jimin rejected his apology, speaking in a soft tone. It's mine..

"Finished.." Jimin says removing his gloves and throwing them in the trash, tying up the bag. His stomach fluttered uncomfortably, feeling nauseous from the smell that still filled his nostrils despite the fact he cleaned all the traces of sick.

"Thanks Jimin-ah.." Jin gently pokes Hoseok's cheek, the sickly member dosing off while waiting. "Baby I need you to move for me."

Hoseok sleepily blinks groaning when he tries sitting up. "I'm cold and it hurts to move..."Hoseok whimpers, feeling his muscles burning. "Hyung.."

"I know.. I know.. just bear with me a little longer, and you can sleep.. Jimin-ah, could you do one more thing? At the end of my bed, there's a heated blanket. Could you get it and plug it in for Hobi?" Jin asks softly, helping Hoseok move to the shower floor, removing the shower head.

"Of course. I'll get it." Jimin leaves, relieved to be given another task, taking the trash with him.

"I'm going to turn on the water okay?" Jin warns, not wanting to frighten his dongsaeng with the sound of the water. He checks the temperature before covering Hoseok's eyes, gently removing the soap from his body. "You're doing good Hoba.. just keep your eyes closed okay?"

Jin washes all the soap from his hair, then gets a bit of soap to wash the sweat that covered Hoseok, moving his hand across Hoseok in small circles. "Don't fall asleep.."

Hoseok tries to take shallow breaths to try to prevent further agitating his sore muscles. I don't think i could right now...

"Now one more rinse.." Jin sprays the water over his body once more before turning it off, removing his wet shirt before going to help Hoseok out of the shower.

The warm water felt nice on his chilled skin, but as soon as Jin turned it off the trembling started up once more. "C-Cold.." He whispers, hugging onto Jin.

"I know baby.. I'll get you a heat pack after we get you settled in bed.." Jin brushes Hoseoks hair away from his face, getting the towel to dry Hoseok as quickly as possible. "We're almost done baby.."

Hoseok nods, letting Jin dry his hair.

"Do you think you can sit up so I can get a shirt on you Hoba?"

"Yeah, yeah..I got it.." Hoseok slowly moves off of Jins chest, leaning against the shower door while Jin unfolds the button up, leading Hoseok's arms into the holes. "I'm sorry I'm being a burden.." he whispers while Jin works the buttons into their proper holes.

"Don't say such nonsense. You're not being a burden. You just need a little help, that's all." Jin sits Hoseok on the toliet, drying his legs."Let's finish getting you dried and dressed. I'll lay with you until you fall asleep."

Hoseok thought it was over after the one time, but he was wrong. Beads of cold sweat covered his body as his stomach cramps up, leaving his head swirling when he tries to sit up, wrapping his arm around his bloated middle as a wet burp comes, leaving a nasty film coating his mouth.

"J-jimin-ah.." Hoseok tries to call for his roommate, but his voice comes out as a small whimper. He knew if be tried to stand whatever was left in his stomach would come back up. "Jiminie.." he tries louder, the urgency in his voice waking up Jimin.

"Hyung..whats wrong?" Jimin's voice comes out as a raspy whisper, turning to his side to face Hoseok's bed.

Hoseok tries to speak, but he feels the bile pushing its way up his throat, his stomach releasing a high-pitched gurgle. "Nm..." he presses his palm over his mouth as another burp comes whimpering when he swallows down the sick that filled his cheeks. "Sick..Jimin-ah.."

Jimin instantly gets up when he hears the desperation in Hoseok's voice, blindly feeling for the trashcan in the dark, crawling onto Hoseok's bed when he finds it placing it in front of Hoseok just in time for him to heave into it.

Jimin runs his hands through Hoseok's hair, pulling it back so Hoseok wouldn't have to suffer through another shower. "It's okay, it's okay.. I'm here.. " he tries to say soothing things, his heart sinking when he hears the soft whimper followed by the splash of sick onto the plastic bag inside the bin.

He continued to dry heave despite the fact earlier he emptied everything he had in his stomach, nothing coming up but strings of foamy saliva.

Jimin goes behind Hoseok, letting him use him as support until his stomach settled down once more. "Are you done Hoba?"

"Mhm.." Hoseok hums deeply, clearing his throat. "I'm okay now.."

"Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want the heated blanket on? You want some water? Or-"

"I want to stay like this for now.." Hoseok whispers, turning on his side. He could hear Jimin's racing heart and feel his unsteady breathing on his forehead as he tried to calm down too. Being here with me is enough..

"I'll stay here all night if that's what you want.." jimin uses his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Hoseoks forehead. "But you have to let me lay down too okay?"

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[lokisasylum]

This is absolutely disgusting...

So the members were gaslighted into thinking if one outshined the other during solo era BTS would have to disband before going into MS????

Is that why they were so quick and desperate to send 2Seok in first??

But then when Jimin got the No.1 on BB100 first..? Is that why the company kept sabotaging him and then did all these dirty tricks with Scooter?

All these desperatedly bought achievements for another member to proove that ALL were talented (even though the previous 6 members didnt get the same treatment). And now suddenly all 4 remaining members have to leave to MS as soon as December??

This is just sick, how are there still army who support this company?

#Hybe corrupt #scooter corrupt #bts #bantansonyeondan #bangtan #jimin #park jimin #bts jimin #jiminie #pjm

[angelicyoongie]

while I'm sad that Lovesick is coming to a close, I'm also putting a lot of thought into it as well. The only ones who haven't a scene are hobi and jin but honestly, how in the world are we supposed to COMFORTABLY woo ( or be wooed by) hobi in the first place? A key player in the story? Absolutely? Slowly becoming the resident creep? YES ABSOLUTELY. Also kind of figured they'd shoot down the soul sick theory (but I'm also rooting on the smol chance that they also believe it but will DIE before admitting it)

On that note, what specifically do the guys look like. We've had so many lewks 💅 through the eras, do you have any stock photos or images that fit the vibes 🤔 🤔

we are getting a 2seok scene in the final chapter so i've been working hard to make hobi a little more.. likeable? 😅 it's difficult because he is one of the more distrusting/cold characters, but i do think he's a bit more approachable and nice in the previous chapter (and in the final one) than before!

yeah, the boys are not ready to open that can of worms any time soon :( perhaps they know deep down that something is amiss, but the bond would never let them dwell on that for too long.

i can absolutely provide you with some!! this is how i picture them:

(only that hobi's hair needs to be a little more reddish!)

#q: lovesick

[sicjimin]

2seok with sick seokjin and caretaker hobi pretty pleaseeee i rarely see this combo literally the cutest duo ever theyre so underrated 🥺 and hobi rubs his hyung back when he gets sick, bringing his plushie to jin just like how jin did when hobi was sick

— Incredibly Sick —

a.n : hii anon, im so sorry this take a long time to fulfill, i hope you're still around 🥹 i dont think there's much fluff in this, but i hope you like it ! thank u for requesting :) and if you're interested with more 2seok, i think i have written a few, all of it is in my masterlist ~

Seokjin isn't one who easily get sick. If he needs to put it in a rank between all of their members, he would be on the top 3, right between Namjoon and Jungkook. He even can count with his fingers how many times he had been unluckily getting sick in a year. That was a privilege, a blessing—but everything, of course, comes with a price. And that's for him is always getting the hardest hit whenever he's sick.

Yeah, he can count with his fingers how many times he had been sick—but with all of those count, 2 of it he ended up in a hospital, and one of it leaving him in a full bedrest for 3 days, after Yoongi found him almost fainting in their bathroom.

And with that being said, he always trying his best to keep himself healthy. All the healthy lifestyle—food, masks, regular working out. He did all of that. Even a decent sleep schedule ; that most of people scoffed at the idea, since he's an idol, who knowns to have packed schedule and awake at 2am for recording. But alas, Seokjin managed to do it.

Until a slip up coming, today.

It started as he just trying to sleep off a small headache last night, after a full day of shooting and meeting. He brushed it off after downing an aspirin—knowing that it might only a stress-induced headache that he and almost everyone else, usually get when their schedule is too jam packed. So, he didn't make too much fuss about it.

But as times goes on, it becomes clear something is really wrong.

The first time, he stirs awake, grunting to himself as he sleepily tugs his blanket closer to his chin. If someone could see it, he is frowning deep at how cold he felt. Missing how he has started to covered in sweat, and how his skin feels like it's on fire.

Seokjin just curled himself smaller, making himself disappear underneath the thick blanket and went back to sleep.

It only last for 5 minutes, before he groans—feeling weird all over his body, and growing even colder. His whole body hurts too.

With his eyes closed, he peels his hand from the warmth of thick blanket, to his forehead, and his chin—giving it a light press and pat. It burns.

And he groans even more, diving his head further to the pillow as his brain quick to catch up the conclusion. He's catching a fever.

With the new knowledge, he wonder if a shower would help. He feel gross and clammy—and the idea really does sound nice, but he feels weak, like suddenly someone chaining him on the bed. The achy feeling on his muscles also prevent him to entertain the idea. He just can't bring himselves to at least try to get up. The coldness outside the blanket, tells him it's not worth the effort. And with how heavy his head right now, Seokjin is sure he would end up fainting along the way if he try to get up now.

So with a sigh, he tugs the blanket even more and let sickness drags him to sleep. Thinking that maybe with some kind of magical power, he will feel better later.

**

The second time he wake up—is luckily, a little bit longer than the first one. He got an hour of sleep, before he stirs with how uncomfortable his body is. His teeth clattering out of his own will, and his whole body burn even more—the one kind that makes you feels difficult to catch a breath. Everything around him feels suffocating. He parts his lip, trying to get more inhale of oxygen that way—before he racked into a fit of cough. His throat dry, and feels like it's been rubbed with sandpaper. He draws a warm breathe. Shifting a little, resting his arms over his eyes—in his mind, a water, or maybe tea would definitely do him some good.

Seokjin blearily pushes himself to lift his head a bit, squinting to get used with the dim light, and swipe his vision to the nightstand. A groan scapes his lips when it's empty. No sight of glass or even bottle of water there. How great everything is!

He fidget uncomfortably at the feeling of the blankets sticking to their skin—feeling it warm and burning his skin at the same time, and he can only whimper at the way each breath feels like it's scratching over their throat. He feels so bad.

And before he can drown into self-pity, or a full breakdown, exhaustion takes over his body.

**

Seokjin wonders why night time feels so long. As the third time he wakes up, the world outside is still dark. There's no light filtering through his curtain, and the dorm is still blanketed with silent. He didn't manage to sleep much—it's prominent with how fuzzy he felt— getting woken up, this time, by a cramp. Great, guess his stomach wants to join the party too. He hissed, squirm a bit as he place a shaky hand on his belly, feeling it shift under his fingers. It makes a loud gurgling sound, and he can't help but whimper as a burp makes his whole skin shuddered.

"Ah ..", Seokjin moans to himself. His free hands now migrating to hovers over his lips. Knowing his body to well that /this/, will end up in a dangerous turn. His fingers still softly rubs over his burning belly, hoping his weak attempt can soothe whatever storm going on there—at least until one of the members wake up and barge into his room.

But everything in his body is going too fast, as a light press from him—push a bubble up to his throat, causing him to reluctantly burps. But it's wetter this time, and he feels like there's lava burning at the back of his throat. He grimaces. Frowning even deeper with how it brings a sour and foul taste all over his tongue.

He swallows hard, and tries to force it down.

But then again, his body never listen to him, as his stomach decides to erupt itself. He feels like throwing up.

He pressed his palm hard, as he jolts out of the bed. Ignoring how his muscles basically throb and scream in pain, and scrambles to the bathroom. A wet and sour gag racked to him, just in time when he arrived at the toilet. He didn't have it to care in him how loud the sounds of him slamming the seat open, and how gross the sounds of the next wet gag that echoes through it. He just need to throw up.

Seokjin pants heavily. Feeling his throat tight, and every fibers of his body prickles with nausea. He adjusted his footing and held onto the toilet seat for stability as the urge to gag grew stronger again.  His mouth opened with a hollow-sounding belch, and a trickle of burning bile ran out of his mouth. He shivered, feeling all the gross sensation wrapping his body, along with the coldness from his fever and the bathroom temperature.

He dropped his head low, resting it against the cold toilet seat, as he curled himself small. Hoping that the pressure between his arms and his middle could make a difference. Could end the cramps and sloshing in it. He coughs—voice sounding too loud from his liking. But then it's silent, as he sways with nausea.

"Gosh .."

He mumbles after a good 2 minutes of silent, as he scrambles, hung onto the toilet seat as his body shook with a violent heave.  Watery torrents of vomit showered into the water. He paused, choking on a breathe, before belched loudly, and threw up some more. It feels like his stomach squeezing itself dry, as it didn't give him any time to rest. Wave after wave pouring out of his throat, and growing thicker by each time as he starts to tossed out his food that he consumed the whole day.

"Fuck ..", he curses breathlessly during the lull, feeling dizzy and lightheaded after all the force he let out. He shakily flushed the mess below him, barely could register what it was that he threw up as his eyes brimming with tears.

The toilet didn't get a full time to finished it flushing, before Seokjin threw his head deep again. Rocked with shuddering retches as new wave of vomit fell from his mouth and splashed noisily into the toilet.

The second round was more intense than the first, but over more quickly. At last the heaving tapered off, leaving him exhausted but feeling slightly better. He let himself slump against the bathub. Not even caring at the edge of it digging his spine, as he catch his breath. The room is spinning. And it feels like someone just sucked his soul.

He stays there as he trying to regain his energy back. Slowly rising, flushing the toilet, and carefully wiping off his face with a towel, before he trudged over his bedroom door. He needs water. And some medicine that maybe he could find in the cabinet.

He doesn't even know if they had whatever medicine he needs, or for his symptoms. But he just need to take something to make himself feel better.

The walk downstairs feels awfully long and scary. As he sways with every steps, fingers tracing the wall carefully for support and guidance. The floor below him is moving slightly in his eyes. Everything is blurry and his limbs feel like jelly. He didn't realize he was swaying till he felt his body hit something.

Or perhaps someone.

The collision reaches him as he slowly lifted up his gaze, blinking drowsiness away. Hoseok is standing in front of him, "Hyung? Are you okay? Gosh, watch your step!", he chuckles, "You almost fall there, you're lucky you're on the last stairs and i was here"

Seokjin grimaces, for some reason, Hoseok's touch against his skin feels prickly, and his voice .. gosh, it's giving him headache.

"Hyung .. are you okay?", Hoseok's grins tapered down. Changed into concern. Especially when he realized how hot his hyung body is, and how he practically support all of his weight.

"No ..", Seokjin muttered, as he tried to push himself up, only to fail miserably. Hoseok caught him easily, supporting most of his weight. "It hurts..", he murmured in between pained breaths. "I want some water..", he croaks.

Hoseok nodded, as he guides him to the couch. "Okay .. okay. Let me get it for you, you can sit here"

Seokjin nods, sitting gingerly on the couch. Eyes closing as he rests a sweaty hand against his forehead. He feels sick again. Like he drank poison or something. His body feels like it's on fire.

Hoseok came rushing back a few minutes later with water, handing it to him. Seokjin takes it gratefully, taking a big sip.

He feels the cool sensation of the water run down his throat, before grimacing after few gulps as he feels it falls heavy in his stomach. It gurgles in protest. "What's wrong hyung?", Hoseok asks, worry clear in his tone. Taking the glass from the older as he could see his hand shaking.

Seokjin closes his eyes again, sighing, "Is there medicine?"

"Oh." Hoseok looks up, frowning, "What? Are you sick?"

Seokjin hums, letting his head lull to the side. He quietly takes Hoseok's hand and places it on his own forehead. If he didn't feel so sick, he would chuckle at the gasps that erupted immediately from the younger after, "Shit hyung .. you're burning up"

"Mhm", Seokjin agrees, before he let go of his hand. "I need medicine .. i just feel awful"

Hoseok's gaze softens, "What else do you feel? I will search it for you. Do you want something to eat as well?"

Seokjin's face scrunched up at the mention of food. "No .. i'm too nauseous to eat. Just .. fever reducer .. or anything i will take it", he murmured.

"Okay hyung, wait here"

Seokjin closed his eyes, feeling his head spin as he leans against the couch. He starts to feel cold again. Tiredness starts to settle in him, not realizing how bad his body must be feeling for all of it to start getting so tired now. He yawned widely. And before he knows it, sleep was dragging him down.

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When he woke up, it was because of someone shaking his body, and—"Hyung! Hyung! wake up!"

He blearily opens his eyes, before squinting his eyes open. He winces in pain, before groaning softly when he realizes that he was still sleeping on the couch. His neck ached, and he feels like burning. "Fuck .. you're shivering", he could hear Hoseok grumbles around him, "Let me get you to your room hyung .. can you stand up?"

Seokjin blinks absentmindedly, letting Hoseok lifts his arm across his shoulders, and pulls him into an upright position with little effort. Once he was up, Hoseok lead him towards his bedroom, opening the door and guiding him inside.

Seokjin stumbled into his bed, and Hoseok closed the door behind them. "Let me change your shirts hyung .. you're covered in sweats", he heard Hoseok's footsteps approach his bed, and then feel a warm pair of hands pull at his shirt, before pulling it over his head.

He turned to the side, trying to keep his eyes open, and watched as Hoseok rummages in the wardrobe, pulling out some clean clothes.

"Hyung, please put these on".

His vision became slightly less blurry when he did as told. "Thank you..", he muttered, voice muffled by the pillow.

Seokjin felt the mattress dip, as Hoseok settled beside him, "I get you fever reducer and pain killer", he said, as he gently pushed Seokjin's hair aside, and started to rub his temples. "But it said that it can't be taken with empty stomach hyung .. let's try to eat something little, hm?"

Seokjin sighed, "I don't feel so good", he mumbled, as he closed his eyes. "I will throw it up later"

"I bring you bread here, just 2 bites .. how does it sound?", Hoseok asks, as he gently massaged the base of Seokjns temples.

Seokjin huffs, before nodding. The faster he gets this over, then faster he could feel better. He tugs the blanket close, wrapping himself in a coccoon as Hosek hands him the bread and the medicine. He took both with one hand while he ate the bread with the other. Hoseok patiently waits for Seokjn to finish the medicine and drink the whole bottle of water.

They were silent for awhile until Hoseok finally spoke, seeming proud that the older can get a few bites in his stomach. "Now you can go back to sleep hyung", he said gently, patting Seokjn shoulder.

Seokjin hums, letting his body falls to the soft his stomach starts to react, loudly, over the new guests. He grits his teeth at the grumbles under his palm.

"Hobi ..", he quietly calls the younger, making him stop at his tracks as Hoseok tidy up the room.

"Hm? Do you need anything?"

Seokjin huffs. The nausea is coming back. "Stay—", he chocked on his words. His eyes widen as he could feel the rush of his bread coming up to his throat. Instead of continuing his request, he throws the blanket off—completely ignoring how the world tilt harshly under his feet. A loud gag sounds throughout the entire room as it erupts from his mouth. He feels dizzy as he struggles to hold his balance. Hands reaching out for the nearby edge of the table.

Seokjin barely registers when he fell kneeling in front of the toilet. Barely get a time to lift the seat before his stomach contracts and squeeze spurts of vomit out of his mouth.

"Ah ..", he gasps, leaning over the bowl. Hands resting on top of his stomach, clutching the material tightly. Trying to stop the flow of vomit.

"Hyung!", Hoseok marches through the door, immediately scooping the older shaky frame under his arms. But Seokjin barely can register as he gave a long, deep belch, and puke showered into the toilet. A bigger wave than earlier, as the bread he just ate comes out of his lips just the same. Hasn't properly digested by his sick stomach. Hoseok scrunches his face, quietly patting his own stomach to not get affected by anything. His hyung need him.

"Hyung ... breath", Hoseok whispered, watching as Seokjin struggled to breathe. The older's grip tightening around the rim as his breathing quickened even more."Sshh .. you're okay, it's okay, let it out"

Seokjin shakes his head, eyes still closing as he hung onto the toilet seat, diving into it once more when his body shook with a violent heave. Thick torrents of water showered into the bowl. He paused, belched loudly, and threw up some more.

Hoseok bites his lips, getting alarmed by the amount of vomit the older let out, and the fact it wasn't slowing down either. Most of it was water. Seokjin gonna pass out of dehydration if he keeps going like this. "Hyung .. let me call Yoongi hyung, hm? Then we can go to the hospital", he asked cautiously.

He could already feel his hyung muscles tense at his suggestion as he lets another gush of vomit out of his mouth.

"No ..", Seokjin managed to croaks out when the wave in his body tappered down. His cheeks flushed and stained with tears. His ribs hurts. The rest of his body is screaming out in pain. He feels so weak. "Just want to sleep", he breathes. "I'll be fine", he added, as he pushes himself away from the toilet.

Seokjin tries to steady himself on his feet, but only ends up losing balance. Hoseok quickly holds onto him for support, keeping him from falling, and helping him walk to the bed.

"Can you set the bucket here?", Seokjin asks, that almost comes out like a mumbling with how hoarse his voice sounded.

Hoseok nods, rushes to the bathroom in instant, and comes 2 seconds later, setting the clean bucket with water in it near the bed. "Rest hyung, here, have your son with you", he cooed, placing the alpaca plushies near him, before rubbing circles on the elder's back soothingly. Seokjin chuckles at that, happily accepting his plushies and pressed it against his aching body. His muscles starts to relax.

"When you wake up, let's go to the doctor? I'm worried hyung", Hoseok says after few minutes of silence. But seems as if everything is becoming black for Seokjin. His brain couldn't process a lot anymore. He just nods weakly, letting himself sink into the soft sheets of his bed as Hoseok pulls the covers higher on him.

"Whatever you say Hoba .. agree", he mumbles, barely forming a coherent sentences before darkness consumed him completely.

He will deal with whatever it is when he wakes up.

#bts sickfic #bts emeto #tw emeto #tw vomit #sick!seokjin #caretaker!hoseok

[borathae]

On the bright side!

6 more months, we will see our Moon / Worldwide Handsome Jin 🥹💜

I imagine Jin make his big grand entrance with him throw flower petals and flying kiss 😊

And also 10 months, our Hope Sunshine Hobi will be bcak. 🌻🌞🌝

Soon we will have 2seok on Instagr*m or weverse interactions make us a third wheel again. AHJSLDHDKDBFBSN 🤣

This is the only thought that literally keeps me going these days. That it’s "only temporary" and that we will soon have our 2seok back. I'm still worried fucking sick for our boys and I won’t be silent about that because it makes me big sad 😔

But for now, lets keep repeating "2seok will soon be back" besties 💜

#anon #asks

[purpleyoonn]

mang face reveal . 2seok. i'm sick to my fucking stomach i love them

mo because rj being the only one there and not even having a reaction or acting shocked had my heart crying. Rj just giving comfort😭😭😭

#purpleyoonn #purpleyoonn ask

[min-yunki-agustd]

How about Jin having stomach ache, probably he ate something bad, and now at Hoseok's party he doesn't feels well, but he already promised him to be there and after his third cup of alcohol he really vegans feeling sick, he end up throwing up, and leaving early with the pretext of being tired and bored.

Hoseok know Jin had mentioned before he had had a stomach ache or something like that, so he decides to visit him next morning just to find one of his best friends and older bro, past out in the bathroom floor, he had vomit all night long and awful diarrhea too.

He takes Jin to the ER they gave him some IV and back to Jin's apartment Hoseok feels bad for him and decides to stay there with him to take care of him.

2seok please! Thanks! Love Seokjin and Hoseok energy together

I definitely need this lol! I really like this. It's quite thought out and I could see this really happening. Thanks for requesting I hope you enjoy it!. I love the hobi and Jin dynamic too! This went perfectly with the recent events.

Sick: Jin

Caretaker: Hoseok

Tw: Emeto, V****, nausea, Mentions of sc*t

Word count: 1,824

Rating: K+

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I don't know how but for some reason my computer decided to delete everything I wrote. (eye twitches)

Jin sits at the furthest table in the corner of the room. He reads a webtoon comic, and every so often he'd take a sip of his wine. He hadn't been feeling all that well. He believes it has to do with the lunch he had. The meat seemed a tad bit undercooked but he ignored it and ate anyway. It was far too late to consider going home. He promised hoseok he'd be there. Jin knew that it meant a lot to hosoek that he was there. So their jin sat, drinking glass after glass. It wasn't until the third glass that he began feeling incredibly nauseous. His stomach swirled and his mouth filled with a sickening amount of saliva. He got up quickly to head to the bathroom. Upon entering the hall his cheeks fill with sickness and he begins running. To his luck, no one was in the hall or the bathroom. He kicked open the door to the bathroom stall and he dropped down to his knees. He knew he was gonna feel that in the morning. As soon as he looks at the toilet his body jerks forward with a retch. All of the alcohol he'd just consumed came straight up. Which was really tough for him with how strong the drink was. When he came up for air his head was swirling and he was very hot. His stomach turned and he was right back at it. His lunch came up next, undigested chunks of meat and rice hit the bottom of the toilet. The sight and splash in the toilet promoted another round, and another, and another. He ended up throwing up everything he'd ever eaten that day. After a few dry gags, he felt nausea die down a bit. He sat back on the floor with his back against the door. His stomach was aching and his throat was burning from the force of vomiting. He sat for a moment collecting himself. Once he felt well enough to stand he did so and made a slow pace walk for the sink. He threw water onto his face, He had to go home now. He couldn't be here any longer. Though his nausea died down a bit he doesn't feel finished. He was feeling lots of things at the moment. His stomach was beginning to bubble, and he'd rather be home feeling this awful.

He came back to the party and found hoseok pouring himself a drink. Namjoon was also there. Talking loudly into hoseok's ear every now and then. Jin approached them. " hey guys? , I think I'm gonna have to go for the night, I think I have a stomach ache and I'm really really tired." Jin says. " ahhh, well it was really nice having you hyung." hobi says hugging jin with one hand and holding his glass with the other. Namjoon hugged him as well and told him goodbye. Jin had no energy left at all. He slowly shuffled down the hall to the elevator. The elevator's movement jostling his stomach was something he really didn't need right now. He had to keep it together. He called up his shofar while he wait for the elevator to The last floor. A slightly intoxicated namjoon whispers to hoseok, "hyungs probably just bored, since this isn't really his thing. and he probably really is tired from working on his solo music." namjoon yells into hosoeks ear over the loud music. " your probably right, hyung should get some rest." hoseok yells. The two go back to partying. The ride home was awful. His stomach lower was giving him signals that he should really get to a bathroom. The nausea was also starting to amp back up. Once he's home he burst threw his door after unlocking it as fast as he could. Once he got in he went straight for his sink. Nausea came back super quick. He threw up alittle bit in his sink. Jin rested his head on the side of the sink as he tried to catch his breath. He felt a rumble, and his tummy made a weird, loud noise. He wishes he could rest in one place longer but his stomach was telling him he needs to move. He ran for his guest bathroom, knowing he wouldn't make it any further than that. A powerful surge came as soon as he sat down. He holds both arms against his middle. He stayed that way until it tapered off. His nausea never really went away so as soon as he was finished, he had to switch right back and forth. He kept going back and forth between sitting and hovering. But after a while, his lower stomach stopped hurting so much. Leaving him vomiting for the rest of the night. Throwing up so much left his head hurting. The nice clothes he had picked out for the party were now drenched in sweat and vomit. He'd rest his head on the floor for a while, he'd feel that painful familiar feeling in his stomach and he'd have to get up and throw his head back over the toilet. At some point, late in the morning hours After retching up air and spitting, he felt his body sway back and forth and his vision went dark. He doesn't recall anything happening after that. What he does remember is Hoseok coming in at some point and shaking him before he lost consciousness again. He regains full consciousness when he's in a moving car. His body lay awkward in the passenger's seat as he see hoseok driving fast. It was disorienting to go from being in a bathroom to a fast-moving car and not knowing what happened in between. Once he could get his eyes to focus on the things in fronts of him like the car's vents blowing cool air onto him and the windows he tries speaking up. He asks hoseok what was happening and hoseok explains that there going to a hospital. Jin was feeling awful so he didn't ask any more questions. He felt terrible everything hurt, and his stomach was nauseous and painfully empty.

Hoseok pov

The party is early in the morning. Everyone had gone home and with the help of some sober members and staff they cleaned up the place a He thought about going home and geting some sleep but he remembered Jin and how he went home earlier, he said he was tired but hoseok could remember something about his stomach ache. He figured he'd check up on him, he hoped that he'd be well rested and feeling better but he was greeted by silents when he knocked on jin's door. He shot him a few text messages and even tried to call him a few times. He began to get worried so he went back to his car and grabbed the key jin gave him in case of emergency. He opened up and he saw Jin's stuff on the floor and a horrible smell coming from the sink. " HYUNG?" he yells out. Still no response. He began searching around the house, and he stumbled upon the guest bathroom with the door cracked open. He peeked inside. He sees his hyung layout on the floor in an awkward position. "hyung!" He gets closer and tries to shake the older man awake. It does work. He tries yelling and shaking him. Jin's eyes opened for a split second and then they closed again. At least he knows he's alive he thinks. jin gave hoseok quite a scare. "I'm taking you to the hospital hyung!" hoseok yells. He tries lifting the other man. It's hard to get him up at first. He feels like dead weight when hoseok lifts him. He manages to get him. He stumbles out of the house with his hyung in his grasp and he places his hyung into the passenger seat of his car. Closing the door, but not before strapping him in.

End POV

Now that Jin was fully awake, he was not having a good time. his body was tourchering him. His stomach was in a knot, and he was feeling nauseous, and disoriented. Jin mention that he started feeling nauseous and hoseok pulled over the car and stopped for a bit so he could get a break. " Thanks, I just need this nausea to pass for a moment," jin says, shakily holding onto the car's exterior handle. Hosoek helps him step out of the car to get some fresh air. " It's ok hyung, but as soon as you're ready to go let me know, we need to get you to a hospital to make sure you are ok. Jin could not respond he felt a gag come up his throat. It took him by surprise. He scare the daylights out of hoseok who jumped back and asked him if he was alright. The gag wasn't productive. hoseok was quite thankful for that. after a short while, they got back in and drove off. this time the ride wasn't so long. they made it to the hospital and Jin was checked in. They got him to a bed in an open space, checked him out, and asked about his symptoms and what had happened. hoseok finds out about how Jin was sick at the party and how he had been up all night puking and dealing with the runs. The doctor and nurse explained that it was most likely due to dehydration and exertion that he passed out. They also discovered that he had a bad case of food poisoning which caused him to have such a ruff night. They check his temp and his blood pressure and they put him on Iv for his dehydration. Hoseok gives him company and snacks while they wait for the results of a few more tests. After an hour of having Iv fluids, Hoseok notices that Jin is looking a lot better. He's not sure if he's feeling much better because he has yet to tell a dad joke but hoseok's hoping that he is and that he's just too tired to joke. Jin rested for a bit while being on the iv fluids. After being on it for a total of three hours straight, he was given positive results and discharged to rest at home.

The pain in Jin's stomach was still present but at least now he wasn't so weak and shaky. The pain was bearable now. Hoseok takes his hyung back home. Hosoek felt like his hyung wasn't well enough to be home alone so he stayed at Seokjin's house, keeping him company. Jin would rest for a little bit then he'd wake up and watch a movie with hoseok or eat lunch and then fall back asleep for another nap. Having hoseok there when he woke up every time jin would fall asleep made him feel safe, and relaxed allowing him to get the rest he needed.

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I hope you enjoyed thanks for the request!

#Sickie!jin #sick!seokjin #sick bts #bts sickfic #sick!bts #caretaker!hobi #btssickfic request #tw emeto ment #tw emetophobia #tw vomit #tw nausea #bts emeto

[bisexualhobi]

When you said no one bats an eye when hoseok gets no lines, thats so true along with seokjin. Jin is not the best singer in the world but at least he *tries* to improve himself with vocal lessons and shit. He and hoseok are the most stable live for a reason. And when hobi runs dance practice, he sings the songs / beats to help the members memorize the choreography, thats why he's a great singer and a great rapper, especially live cause that man has practiced vocals along with dance practice so much. Hoseok pretty much carries bts in terms of performance especially. Even the members themselves said bts has 2 leaders and he (hobi) has excellent leadership skills. Not to say bts wouldnt be good performers without him, but could you honestly imagine rm or the other dance liners running their practice lol??

Jin has always been one of my favorite members. He's the main character in a lot of their mvs, if ur into bts' mv theories it all kinda just revolves around him, yet he gets no lines and he's never in the center. Is he the best dancer? No, but he sure as hell deserves time in the center. I love how honest jin is too, never afraid to set boundaries and not playing into cringy fanservice when fans ask to marry him💀 i really like his solo songs too, along with hobi. I want to see him in a kdrama so bad lol, isnt that what he has a degree in?

The reason why i said all that is cause like i said at the beginning, *no one* bats an eye when those two get shoved in the back. Its always other members stans saying "yeah, its hard to give equal lines to 7 members uwu" like. Yeah. IT IS. But it's always those two more often than any other members. Hoseok getting LITERALLY ZERO lines in spring day is ridiculous. Seokjin never being in the center is ridiculous.

I get it, some members fit songs and concepts more than others. But having it constantly be one or two members more than others is so ???? If i was a kpop group member always getting pushed to the back, i'd be pissed cause im sure the pushed back members work hard too. A lot of groups have problems with equal line distribution, not just on one single song, but whole albums where a few members have a minute of lines, unless that's just a problem with companies putting in filler members.

Either way, seokjin and hoseok deserve better. A LOT better. And i hope they are the first ones to end their contract when the time comes cause im sure they're sick of it

we are praying for 2seok to sue out of their contract!! or just toss hybe on their asses when it expires whichever comes first

#asks

[te1epathy]

won’t be experiencing being a third wheel for 2seok till 2024 this is sick

#what am i going to do now that i won’t be seeing them say i love you to each other every 2 seconds

[namchyoon]

the gr*mmy robbed us of kisses... i'll never forgive EVER EVEN MORE NOW FUCK THEM

feeling so upset so sick can't believe vhope 2seok and taejoon were going to kiss ....... 💔💔💔💔

#ask #anonymous #memories 21 spoilers

[crystalsnow95z]

Jin and Hobi have bad food poisioning. Vomit, fever,diarrhea, cramps. The whole 9 yards.

Everyone is trying their best to make them feel better! Give me some drama.

If you aren’t comfortable with scat then you can leave it out.

I have food poisioning myself :/

I choose to name it 2seok sick day. Sorry its not creative

That sounds easy enough. I will imply scat but I don't feel comfortable with it in detail.

I'm actually free for the day tomorrow so I'll get it done so you can enjoy it to help you feel better! I hope you enjoy it when it's out!

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

y’all they making midnight rain about nian malina like I told y’all it was about them + youngsoo edit too they so right youngro is midnight rain bc she wanted thay pain while all sohoo wanted was comfortable happy life with his sister the girl he loved oh #snwodrop sick for that

also the amount of sernate nian edits oh y’all sick for that bc it’s true the song is about them I deserved that endgame I really did but the song is more then anyone about samcedes ohh my god I can’t deal right now I’m gonna cry myself to sleep! it’s their song it’s samcedes

all the midnight rain edits on tiktok is all nian serenate they are each other just in real life and in fiction y’all it’s truly their song for real + malina jancy youngsoo young version also it’s about dair yup y’all know it’s definitely about them can’t tell me otherwise bye I miss them my fav ships my endgame ships I deserved to get those 2 gossip girl ships all I asked for was dair serenate that’s it was that to much to ask for at 15y no it really wasnt

​Dan lonely boy whatever last name when I catch you in these streets you are ended for good I’ll end you fucker

so many glee edit versions but it’s just annoying girl and dea*th guy sorry when song is about samcedes I say it’s racism it’s their song and y’all making edits for everyone but them weird really also same with how it’s namseok yoonjin 2seok namgi taejoon vjin taegi songs but y’all making it for the other members but them lol song is about those ship only Taylor told me herself!

I don’t make the rules sorry but Taylor called and said yes I made the song about those BTS ships i don’t even know why they making edits with child and his big bro thats so weird! exactly Taylor girl they so weird using your song for their weird incest ships saw one with the two Loki male and female version wanted to throw up of course mcu weirdo fans always gotta ruin the songs with their incest ships and weird ships like stop ruining Taylor songs for the rest of us with weird incest ships!!

#samcedes #serenate #malina #youngsoo #nian #dair #glee

[vantaestummy]

im surprised i havent seen this yet but id love to see some hoseok getting sympathetic sick! maybe yoongi getting carsick and hoseok feeling really nauseous the rest of the ride until he ends up vomiting once they finally get to the dorms

A/N: yes bby! carsick yoonie feat; namgi and 2seok!!! enjoy!!

TW ::: emeto

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Yoongi didn’t mean for it to happen. It just did.

The bumpiness of the car, the back and forth swaying as Seokjin switches lanes, Yoongi can’t take it anymore.

Suddenly, his hand has a mind of its own, tapping anxiously at Hoseok’s shoulder with the other hand clamped to his lips in warning.

Hoseok gasps.

“Uh... hyung? Hyung pull over.” Hoseok grits with clenched teeth, anxiety simmering beneath his clammy skin as Yoongi starts giving weak gags into the palm of his hand.

Seokjin quickly glances to the back row of seats before aiming his eyes back to the road ahead.

“‘Seok, love I’m on the highway. Crossing over into the other three lanes will only make it worse. Joon-ah, give Yoongi a bag.”

Namjoon, a man with a relatively strong stomach, jumps into action, grabbing for the latch to the glove compartment that hides a plethora of plastic bags. It’s not as if they haven’t prepared for this. Yoongi made sure to take his dramamine before the long ride, but an accident at the far end of the road had propelled them into the throes of traffic. There was no way to anticipate the hold up, nor the inevitable carsickness.

Namjoon hands a queasy Yoongi the bag, the older man’s pale hands shivering as he locks it into his grip. His stomach lurches, a throaty heave sending a glob of saliva and bile dripping into the confines of the plastic. Namjoon whispers words of comfort to his boyfriend, knowing very well that Yoongi’s insecurities of his weak stomach are bound to shine through the cracks.

Hoseok starts to lose it at just the mere sound.

“Hyung please I’m gonna puke.” He whimpers, unable to pity Yoongi in this moment. Right now, it’s every man for himself, and his emetophobia is beginning to rear its ugly head.

Seokjin is a strong man, one that can handle the many pressures of life, but this?

This is a lot.

“Babe, I’m really sorry, but right now I can’t—”

Yoongi’s spine rolls forward, as a gut wrenching sound is forced from his throat, the plastic in his hands crinkling as it holds up against a thick, brown wave of sick. Hoseok gives an involuntary squeal, one that morphs into a strong gag of its own as he slaps his hands to his mouth. Yoongi’s cheeks are feverish and red, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes as his wet lips quiver.

“H-Hoseok... I’m sorry...” He manages to apologize before vomiting again, the bag growing heavy in his hands as he gurgles up another round. Namjoon is turned now, petting his hair softly as he holds out another bag for Hoseok in the other hand. The look he wears is sympathetic, one that says ‘it’s going to happen Hoseok. You might as well get it over with.’

And it seems that Hoseok doesn’t have much of a choice.

The next time that Yoongi gags, is the same time that Hoseok’s nausea wins out, his head dipping into the bag as he mercilessly heaves, nothing but spit and fear-induced nausea spilling out, echoing back at him through the plastic. Seokjin whines, feeling utterly useless at the wheel as he finally crosses over into three lanes of traffic, ignoring the obnoxious slamming of horns aimed his way. They’ve finally made it to the dorms, the car pulling to a stop while Hoseok’s stomach does the complete and total opposite.

Hoseok is heaving uselessly in the bag, small bouts of bile coming up with not much else to spare. He is more scared than anything, and his stomach is worked up because of it, not to mention the smell of vomit that has now soaked into the seats.

Seokjin and Namjoon release their seatbelts before rounding the back of the vehicle, Namjoon heading to Yoongi, while Seokjin makes his way to Hoseok. Yoongi is panting softly, his eyes wet as he watches Hoseok with a pout. He feels bad, that much is obvious, but there is nothing more that anyone can do. Hoseok’s nausea must run its course.

“Come on babe, let’s get you cleaned up.” Namjoon says to Yoongi, disposing of the vomit bag and helping his hyung to his feet. Seokjin and Hoseok are left in the driveway to the company building, the younger man nearly hyperventilating into the plastic.

“Baby, you’ve gotta calm down. It’s your fear that’s making you feel like this, okay baby? Breathe with me.” Seokjin is rubbing his hands up and down Hoseok’s spine, trying to coax the younger man into breathing at an even pace, but it’s not working. Hoseok has already spiraled so far, so fast.

“H-Hyung... can you... can you take me to the b-bathroom please?” Hoseok cries, weakly gagging into the bag as he tries to stand. Seokjin helps him, complying with a nod as he leads Hoseok inside.

It is quite difficult to ignore the maknae line, Jungkook’s concerned doe eyes, Jimin and Taehyung’s combined questioning of “what happened? what’s going on?”, but Seokjin hushes them with a wave of his hand.

“Hoseokie just needs some space, he’ll be okay.” He affirms, gently guiding Hoseok to the toilet bowl before locking the door.

Hoseok is already throwing open the lid, each painful gag sending up thin streams of his lunch. Each heave is almost a wheeze of sorts, a pained cry for help as Hoseok expels the contents of his stomach. His hands grip at the bowl, Seokjin deeply massaging back the clenching of his shoulders.

“It’s okay baby, it’s okay.” He whispers, rubbing Hoseok’s back with kind, gentle shushes. Hoseok is groaning, his gags growing weaker and weaker as his stomach offers nothing more to bring up. He falls back into Seokjin’s chest with a deep exhale, struggling to regain the normal speed of his breathing back. Seokjin combs at his hair, dabbing away his sweat with wet towelette.

“You’re okay babe. I’m here with you.” He says, cooling Hoseok’s wet forehead with the towel. Hoseok’s stomach now aches, but the nausea he once felt ebbs away, replaced with the reckless pain of his useless heaves.

“My... my stomach... hurts.” He whimpers, rubbing a hand in circles against his swollen belly. Seokjin kindly hushes him.

“I know, let’s get you to bed, okay? I don’t think you’re really sick love, I think it was just Yoongi that made you feel like this.”

Ah, Yoongi, Hoseok remembers. The sorrowful and guilty look in his cat-like eyes.

“I’m... I’m not mad at hyung... and I don’t blame him for this. Does he know that?” Hoseok asks, rasping for air.

Seokjin smiles softly. “Of course he knows babe. He knows your heart.”

Despite knowing this to be true, Hoseok can’t depend on assumptions. He has to know for sure.

“Can you tell him hyung?” Hoseok asks with a pout.

Seokjin chuckles softly, helping Hoseok shakily to his feet as he nods.

“Of course I’ll tell him baby.”

Hoseok’s pain is replaced with fatigue, his body giving into its previous exertions as he practically passes out into bed. Seokjin finds Namjoon and Yoongi, cuddled up on the couch with a hot water bottle pressed to the older man’s stomach. Upon noticing his presence, Yoongi jumps in his place on Namjoon’s lap.

“Is Hoseok okay? Is he mad?”

Seokjin can’t help but to giggle.

“No... not even a little bit.”

#i’m back? #maybe? #bts sickfic #emeto #sickfic #sick #caretaker!namjoon #tw emeto #caretaker!seokjin #tw vomit #sick!hoseok #sick!yoongi #sick!namgi #sick!2seok #carsick fic #carsickness #carsick

[nako-doodles]

god jin really got fucking robbed on this mv!!!!!! no wonder he started trending the way he looked so heartbroken over the final mv!!!!!!!! b*ghit fucked up

honestly the only good thing to come out of this entire shebang was this bop and that’s that.

#im just so tired of this song and dance #like this isnt even the 10th time shitht has done this #like i understand the whole best english speakers and most mainstream voices go forth #but jin has been consistently lauded and praised by the western media and this js the perfect time to show that #also rapline all have good english so theres no reason to just give them one verse each #theres also the issue of bighit constantly undervalueing 2seok #dynamite is a great song just like spring day and not today was #and i hope they can redo the line distrubution during the lives like they did w spring day #but really im just so......tired of stanning such a talented kind incredible dude and seeing him sidelined like this #anyways im sorry how late this is i was too annoyed and sick last night to really give you a coherent response #the good news is that i got annoyed enough to try my hand at a new pixel art #if shithit wont give jin a solo shot then i will!!!!!! #ans

[sickjoonie]

napping on a full stomach

summary: hoseok just wants to nap off his food coma. unfortunately, he ate a little bit too much to enjoy it fully

aka based off the behind the scenes for run episode 67 (?)

empty dishes covered the tables that had been previously used for games. by now, the filming was technically over, except for a few last minute behind the scenes.

hoseok was curled up in his sofa, idly skimming over a comic book. they had never really fascinated him and even though seokjin had done his best to explain them, hoseok still found himself getting confused.

sighing, he closed the book. he could feel drowsiness hovering over him, the result of all the snacks that rested in his stomach. it had been a lot and hoseok hadn’t held back.

a nap would do him good, he figured. he got up and headed over to jungkook’s tent, laying down next to him.

he felt his stomach shift uncomfortably as he laid down, a hand resting gently against his belly. now that he isn’t curled ip, he’s much more aware of exactly how full he is.

he’s extremely bloated. his stomach pushed against his pants and he could even see the curve of it under his shirt.

hoseok knew laying down wasn’t a good idea. he sat up and began moving to push past the camera. “i can’t lie down know cause i’m so full. wow, i ate too much.”

he winced as he stood up, feeling the food shift in his stomach. “i need to digest or i’m going to get an upset stomach,” he muttered to himself and as an explanation for the camera.

he moved back to the couch, deciding to simply curl up on it instead. taehyung clapped loudly, signaling the end of the filming. hoseok sighed in relief as he saw the cameras drop. he wouldn’t have to be so worried about how he acted now.

none of them would. namjoon took full advantage of this fact by burping loudly, followed by taehyung doing the same thing.

seokjin rolled his eyes. “you both are disgusting.”

hoseok sat down next to seokjin, his broad shoulders looking very inviting to rest his head against. he settled against seokjin’s side, grabbing onto his arm and letting his head fall against seokjin’s shoulders. he sighed, feeling groggy and too full.

“hello clingy,” seokjin murmured, turning the page in the comic book he was reading.

hoseok closed his eyes. his stomach was gurgling quietly, but he could feel it trying to digest. there was a dull ache resting in his stomach, a sure sign that he had really overdid it. his body jolted with a hiccup and he groaned quietly.

“i really overdid it,” he whined, bringing a hand to rub at his stuffed stomach.

seokjin sighed, moving his arm around to pull hoseok closer so that he laid against seokjin’s chest. “i think your tummy needs a nap.”

hoseok hiccuped again and hummed in agreement. he let himself get settled on seokjin’s chest, breathing deeply and slowly drifting off.

he drifted between half consciousness and sleep, aware of some things while sleeping through others. at some point, someone was playing with his hair.

he only started to stir when he felt his stomach gurgling and cramping up. he opened his eyes to an empty room, the crew having left them to their own peace. he was now curled up fully on top of seokjin who had taken to napping along with him.

hoseok winced as his stomach cramped up, struggling to digest all that he had eaten. he could feel an air bubble that had settled in his stomach. he shifted uneasily, bringing a hand to press against his stomach.

it took some coaxing but he managed to get himself to burp, relieving some of the pressure. his stomach was still uneasy, leaving hoseok holding back moans and shifting too often in attempt to help his stomach.

the shifting woke up seokjin, who grunted and brought his arms up to trap hoseok. “stop moving around.”

hoseok stifled a burp in his fist. “sorry hyung.”

seokjin opened his eyes, looking down at hoseok. his face was scrunched up in discomfort and his stomach had gotten even more bloated. “you feeling okay, hobi?”

hoseok shook his head. “not really, think i’ve got a bit of indigestion.” a loud gurgle echoed from his stomach and he winced. “my stomach isn’t very happy with me.”

seokjin had seen something like this coming, he sat the two of them up, keeping hoseok on his lap so he could wrap his arms around him from behind. “i think you need a belly rub. that should help thing settle.”

hoseok nodded, eager for the pain to go away.

seokjin moved his hands to hoseok’s stomach, slowly massaging into it. hoseok could feel the pressure moving around, some of it being forced out in burps that helped with the ache. seokjin’s hands were warm and gentle, never pushing too hard on his stomach while adding enough pressure to help soothe the ache.

“your stomach feels so bloated,” seokjin noticed, patting at the side of it gently. “there’s hardly any give.”

hoseok burped again. “i know, all the food was so good, i wasn’t thinking. but now i’ve got you to take care of it, so it was totally worth it.”

seokjin smiled, rubbing large circles over his stomach. “you’re a dumbass, but still adorable.” he would do anything to help hoseok and he loved showering him in attention.

hoseok rolled his eyes, but a smile crept on his face, pleased with the outcome of the situation. he knew his stomach would be settled soon enough and the two would come back to napping together.

it had been a good day of filming, to say the least.

#finn writes #sick!hoseok #belly rubs #bts sickfic #bts emeto #UWU 2SEOK #i love 2seok #2seok

[hobisnose]

chaos

#jhope #hobi #jin #seokjin #2seok #bts #x #*gif #im really sick of them mdmkcmkc