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Fire Noodle Mistakes (sick TH)
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Sick: Taehyung
Caretakers: Jungkook & Yoongi
TW: emeto, vom**, mentions of nausea, stomach pain, throwing up, over eating
Word count: 1604
Summary: Taehyung eats too many—very—spicey noodles, Jungkook finds him and seeks out Yoongi to help.
(This is the fic that won the poll I did earlier!!)
(Please enjoy~~~ this was already posted on my Ao3 but I thought; why not put it here too 🤪)
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Taehyung knew his limits most of the time when it came to food, sure every now and then he'd eat too much and have to sleep off a food coma but most of the time he was pretty good. Most of the time. This time, Taehyung just couldn't resist, and he'd kind of brushed off his spice tolerance.
Thus why he has four empty cups that used to contain spicey-fire-ramen sitting in front of him—taunting him with their emptiness. God, he really wishes he hadn't eaten four. One is bad enough. What's worst is that he ate them on an empty stomach, meaning that each spicey hiccup he brought up came with a burning sensation.
His tummy is aching and his mouth is on fire, initially the flavour of the noodles was amazing on Taehyung's taste buds, so he ate more and more. Before he knew it he'd eaten four of them. Taehyung opens a can of coke, chugging it to quench his thirst and soothe the burning. He feels even fuller and bubbly but his mouth isn't raging anymore at least.
"V-hyung~~" Jungkook singsongs his way into Taehyung's hotel room, they were intending to spend some time together, chill out and watch a movie while snacking on diet-restricted food. Well that plan's out the window.
"Tae?"
Jungkook takes in the sight, empty noodle cups and miserable, hiccuping Taehyung cradled on the couch. "Ggukie... I made a mistake.." Taehyung whines, burping softly and grimacing when he has to swallow a warm feeling in his throat. Jungkook walks over to his youngest hyung, at lost for words.
"Ughh... my tummy doesn't feel good, it's so angry at me." Taehyung places a hand on his middle, face scrunching up uncomfortably. Jungkook's worked it out now, just by reading the label and the deep red colour to the ramen cups, Taehyung's overdone it on spicey food. Very much a Taehyung thing to do.
"Hyung, have you drank some water? You know how your stomach gets with spicey food. Silly hyung." Jungkook smiles at the last bit, hoping this isn't one of the bad cases that's happened twice before where Taehyung threw up on the carpet at their dorm and Seokjin spent ages cleaning. Taking a seat next to the older, Jungkook hands over a bottle of water.
"This might make you feel better Taetae." Jungkook lifts the bottle to Taehyung's lips and he takes a few sips. Taehyung's still hiccuping like crazy and the heartburn it comes with only makes him feel worse. He cuddles into Jungkook's chest, feeling bad he has to expose himself like this to his only dongsaeng.
"Kook-ah...." Taehyung whines, "Yes, hyung?" Jungkook combs Taehyung's hair and looks down at the older in his chest. "I don't feel good..." Taehyung admits, although his behaviour made it fairly obvious anyways. "Do you want me to get one of the hyungs, Tae?" Jungkook hopes he doesn't have to but he knows their support is critical when a member is sick or feeling off.
Taehyung ponders the question, he feels really bad and another person to cling to sounds amazing. He gives a shy nod and Jungkook's heart aches as he pulls up Yoongi's contact. Yoongi-hyung won't scold him.
Yoongi picks up on the first ring—"Kook? Hey, what's up?" Yoongi sounds ready for bed, Jungkook hopes he hasn't disturbed him. "Hi hyung, I'm with Taehyungie-hyung, um... he uh.. I need your help. Can you please come over? We're at his hotel room." Jungkook asks, Taehyung listens for the response of the rapper. "Of course, I'll be there in a few minutes, you two better not have gotten into trouble." Yoongi replies, half threatening but a layer of sincerity is underneath.
"Thank you hyung, see you soon." And with that Jungkook hangs up, focusing back on Taehyung. The Taehyung that is still in his arms and looking miserable. Taehyung's stomach gurgles at the amount of spice intake, gaining a breathy moan from the singer. Jungkook winces for him, knowing full well what it's like to eat too much—with the big appetite he has its easy to overdo it.
Taehyung wills the burning still in his mouth and throat to go away and his stomach to digest. He feels like he's ingested lava or something like that. Taehyung begins to get uncomfortable from the angle he's at leaning against Jungkook, it makes it feel like his stomach contents are being forced up so he straightens his body.
Taehyung hopes the gravity makes the food stay downward, where it belongs. Although it leaves Jungkook confused and more worried than he was before. "Hyung?" Jungkook sees the pale pallor of Taehyung's face and alarm bells go off in his head. "Hyung are you okay?" Jungkook questions, hand resting on the back of Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung shakes his head, making his tummy squirm in the process, he instinctively places a large hand over it. "Feel sick, Kookie..." Taehyung really doesn't want to be sick, they still have concerts to do. How is he meant to perform if he made himself sick from eating too much fire noodles the night before? That's a question for another day because the heavenly sound of the doorbell went off.
It cues Jungkook to leave and get the door, eternally grateful for his hyung coming to the rescue. Jungkook opens the hotel door faster than ever, greeted with none other than Yoongi. "Oh thank you so much hyung—I was starting to get worried. It's Taehyung by the way—he over did it on spicey noodles, he's not feeling too—" Jungkook explains before a choked, sob-like sound comes from further in the hotel room.
Taehyung.
Jungkook's eyes widen and Yoongi's go deeper into hyung-mode. The two march in and find the painful sight of Taehyung with a mouthful of vomit down his shirt and a hand to his mouth, tears starting to leak from his eyes. "Aish, Tae." Yoongi mutters, not annoyed but worried. He scans the room and finds a small bin he brings over with haste. Jungkook has recovered from shock and goes over to his younger hyung, brushing his hair back in a comforting manner.
Yoongi holds the bin steady as Taehyung grips it with white knuckles. Jungkook feels a little helpless, "Kook-ah can you please grab a new t-shirt and maybe a towel?" Yoongi is an angel honestly. Jungkook grabs the items as asked, glad to feel useful. "Let it out Taehyung-ah, you'll feel better." Yoongi encourages and the boy can only whine into the bin.
Taehyung is very visibly uncomfortable, he feels vomit on his t-shirt and finds himself reaching a blind hand out to Jungkook's direction. The younger catches on and holds his hand, other one beginning to trail up and down the older's spine. Jungkook feels Taehyung's spine curve with the force of a retch, more noodles spilling past his lips.
The sight isn't pleasant for any of them but the smell and taste of it is enough to get Taehyung in another fit. The sad part is, he still feels as full and nauseous as before, even while gaging on saliva. Taehyung is about half empty but the remains still swirl inside him uncomfortablely.
"H-hyungie..." Taehyung whimpers and the rapper coos softly. "Sh Tae, you'll be alright, relax and let your body do its thing." Yoongi holds the bin and keeps Taehyung's long hair out the way. Jungkook makes sure he's not too heavy-handed but gives Taehyung's back a couple encouraging pats.
Taehyung's loud retches fill their ears and the sound of more sick leaving the singers mouth. Taehyung dramatically heaves out more, wave after wave until his insides are scraped clean. Almost 5 minutes of straight vomiting is not pleasant in the least.
Jungkook's shaken up but keeps the rhythmic pats going on Taehyung's back. Yoongi sooths Taehyung in daegu satoori so Jungkook can't quite understand, but it seems to calm the sickie down. "Hmng—I'm n-never eating spicey f-food again.." Taehyung whimpers, head coming to rest on Yoongi's shoulder.
"That's fair enough Tae." The rapper laughs and moves the bin out the way, sensing Taehyung is all empty. "Come on hyung, we need to change your shirt." Jungkook says, wincing at the stain that's bound to be forming on one of Taehyung's precious gucci tops. Taehyung whines but complies as Jungkook and Yoongi gently take the soiled clothes off.
Bare-chested Taehyung feels exposed and can't help but curl up, his tummy is still sore too (poor thing). Jungkook can see his clearly descended middle and gets closer, "still feeling bad, Taehyungie-hyung?" Jungkook coos, ruffling the long locks of the 95' liner.
Yoongi smiles at the interaction betweent the two maknaes but ushers the clean shirt to be put on Taehyung before he starts to cry. With the clean top on Yoongi takes the bin away to deal with the mess. "Want to brush your teeth and wash your face?" Jungkook suggests, receiving a small nod.
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Face dewy with moisturiser (thanks to Jungkook), teeth clean, clothes fresh, Taehyung is starting to feel better, especially due to the fact he managed to convince Jungkook AND Yoongi to stay with him and cuddle in the double bed provided.
It's a bit squishy, but Yoongi blames it on those damn puppy eyes the three youngest have seem to perfect. He'll always lose to those eyes, dammit. "Thank you, Jungkook-ah and Yoongi-hyung." Taehyung smiles, cuddled up in between the two. "You would've done the same for me, hyung." Jungkook replies.
"I'm just glad you're feeling better, Tae," says Yoongi before he tells the two to go to sleep.