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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.

Two different 3am stories copy and pasted together to create this, apologies for any mistakes after doing so. I didn't reread before posting. It's been sitting for months now.

Sickie; Taehyung with snz/cough and fever. Green zone means vom, not important to story but its staying. Skip to next green line to avoid.

Caretaker: Jin (a bit of Namjoon)

"Heh'ehhitch!" The sound of Taehyung's sneeze echos throughout the hotel room, followed by a wet sniffle.

Jin bolts up right, startled by the sudden loud sound. "Taehyung-ah you scared me.." He yawns out the words. "That's the fifth sneeze Tae, I think you're coming down with something.."

"I'm sorry Hyung. I think it's something in the air here.. my nose has been bothering me since we landed.." Taehyung goes into the bathroom to blow his nose, loudly filling the wad of toliet paper with mucus.

"Did you take any allergy pills?"

"Jungkookie gave me some this morning.. I guess they..ah..ha..Heh'ehhitch!" Taehyung sneezes into the tissue with a roar. "Heh'ehhitchaaugh...!" Another sneeze follows, followed by a cough, his sneezes starting to leave his throat feeling raw. "Hyung it hurts.." Taehyung whines, returning to his bed. "Do you think Jungkookie is still awake?"

"It's two in the morning Vuu, and he was super jet lagged. I don't think he'd be up and he's a super heavy sleeper." Jin tries to call him anyway when he sees Taehyungs eyes water. "Okay, okay I'll call."

"No its not that.. I just..hehtchii!" Taehyung muffled his sneeze with his arm. "Ah..ahchtich..!"

Is that Taehyung?

Namjoon sends a text to the group chat. His room was right next to theirs and he could tell Taehyung's monstrous sneezes anywhere.

I think I'm allergic to something here.🥺 do you have any allergy pills? Or maybe Hobi-hyung?

Taehyung sends a text back to him, trying to ignore the itch building up in his nose, but to no avail. "Aa..attchetu..! Ugh..." Taehyung pinches the bridge of his nose. "Heh'ehhitchaa..mmm.."

Hoba is asleep, and I don't have any. Sorry Tae. I could see if there's any store open nearby for you.

Namjoon messages back.

No, it's okay.. I'll wait until morning..

"Jaykay didn't answer." Jin informs him with a frown. "Are you sure you want to wait until morning? Me and Joonah can go together."

"Do we at least have something for a headache? I'll be fine if we have tha..tha..." Taehyung stops talking feeling another sneeze coming, but this time it doesn't come leaving him with just the painful pressure."mmm..."

"I think I have something..hold on, I'll look." Jin gets up to check his bag, finding the small travel size packet he was looking for. "Here Tae, hold this while I get you some water.

Taehyung rips the packet open, taking the small tablet out of the package. "H..heh..tchu!" He drops it somewhere on the bed when he covers his nose his cupped hands covering in mucus.

"Taehyung-ah, I said to hold it, not open it..don't worry. I'll find it.." Jin puts the water bottle on the side table, going in the bathroom to get a washcloth, wetting it to wash Taehyung off.

"Euuh.." Taehyung looks at his hands with disgust.

"Let hyung wash you up." Jin dabs near Taehyung's nose, cleaning the yellow-tinged mucus from his face, then wiping off his hands. "There, all done. Now, don't move until I find where you dropped the pill."

Taehyung tries to sit still, but a sneeze snuck up on him without any warning. "Actichivvah...!" Taehyung sneezes on Jin, eyes growing wide. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry!" Taehyung bows in apology.

"Taehyung, I'm not mad. It was an accident. You can't help it if you don't feel well, just try to cover it next time,okay?" Jin says soothingly,holding the round pill in his hand. "Open your mouth."

Taehyung obeys, Jin placing the pill on his tongue, giving him the water to swallow it down, not letting him hold either in case another sneeze came.

"Good, now lay down and get some sleep.. we'll get you feeling better in the morning." Jin pulls the blanket over Taehyung.

"Jinnie-hyung?" Taehyung asks softly, coughing under the blanket.

"What is it Tae?"

"Will you sleep next to me?"

"I'll lay with you for a bit, but then I'm going to my bed okay? It'll be hard for me to sleep with you sneezing and coughing.."

"Then nevermind. It's okay." Taehyung tries to sound indifferent about it, but Jin could hear the disappointment in his voice.

Jin puts in his earbuds to tune out Taehyungs sneezing, turning off the light. "Alright, I'll sleep next to you, but try not to sneeze on me."

Taehyung nods, hugging his pillow to his chest to cover his face as another cough comes. Jin wraps around Taehyung's small frame, hugging him from behind. "Good night, Tae."

Jin woke up feeling uncomfortably warm, trying to push the blanket away, still half asleep. Why is it so hot? Only when his blanket started coughing did he fully wake. "Taehyung-ah you're burning up.."

Taehyung was still asleep,laying on Jin's chest, his leg pinning him to the bed. His cheeks were now flushed red like his nose and a layer of sweat covered his body.

"Oh Tete, I don't think it's just allergies..I think you're sick.." Jin whispers when he sees he's still asleep not daring to wake him. I need to tell the others. We were supposed to meet up in the morning..Jin moves Taehyung's bangs that plastered his face to behind his ear. My poor baby..you're definitely going to break out.. I need to try to get this sweat off you..

Jin gently pushes up Taehyung's shirt to try to get what he could off, using the blanket to dab the sweat off of him, noticing the hives have already started on his lower back. "Aiigo.."

Jin slowly rolls Tae off of him, only getting a small whine as a complaint. "It's okay Vuu I'll be right back.." He gets his phone off the bed and goes in the bathroom, calling Namjoon and putting it on speaker.

"Hyung you're up early. Did you sleep well?" Namjoon responds quickly to the call.

"Joon Tae is sick.. we need to find some medicine. I put you on speaker phone so i can look something up.." Jin gets right to the point when he hears Taehyung sneezing again.

"Heh'ehhitch...ahh.." Taehyung whines, sitting up slowly but falling back down on the pillow when vertigo hits him. . "Hyung...?" He looks around the room for Jin, but the dizziness blurred his vision. "Seok..ah..ah Heh'ehhitch.. Heh'ehhitxch.." Taehyung sneezes into the blanket. It feels like someone's trying to push my eyes out from the inside.. Taehyung whined miserably as he felt the itch switch from his nose to his throat a cough rattling his chest.

"Why do you sound so worried? We can get him some allergy medicine, and he'll be okay." Namjoon replies unaware of the situation.

"No, it's not that. He has a fever now, and it's not clear runny nose snot anymore, it's thick yellow goo, that means he has some sort of infection. He's actually sick." Jin's speaks quickly, looking up the difference on his phone.

"Calm down Hyung. Even if he caught a cold we can get him some proper medicine. Is he still asleep?"

"He was asleep when I left the bed to call.." Jin quickly wets a washcloth and goes back to the main room, dropping it when he sees Taehyung coughing uncontrollably into the blanket, eyes streaming with tears. "Aiigo, Taehyungie don't cry.. Hyung here.." Jin places the phone down on the bed to wrap around Taehyung.

"Oh sh*t.." Namjoon speaks in English. "I'm already out and about right now. I decided to get some fresh air before we got ready to practice on stage.."

"The concert.." Taehyung feels his heart shattering. The reason why they flew there is that they were going a three day concert. I can hardly breathe, how will I be able to sing?

The tears flowed harder, leaving Taehyung gasping for air.

"Namjoon-ah be quiet! Don't talk about it right now." Jin scolds him the usually carefree vocalist glaring at the phone.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so stupid.." Namjoon didn't mean to upset Taehyung. He wanted to tell him he had time to recover, but he didn't want to bring his hopes up."We'll figure this out okay?Seojinnie Hyung keep your distance so you don't get sick too.."

"Namjoon, hang up the phone." Jin speaks in a serious tone when Taehyung quickly pushes him away from him.

I already sneezed on him and had him hold me all night. There's no way he's not going to get sick, too.. Taehyung sobs into the pillow. I don't know if we can do the show with two missing members..

"Vuu, baby come here. You didn't know and I should've been more careful, so it's my fault too. It's okay. No one's upset at you." Jin pulls Taehyung close, but his words weren't getting through to him. "Taehyung, Tae you have to breathe.." He says in a panic when Taehyung starts coughing without any signs of stopping. "Please Tae, it's okay, I'd rather be suffering with you than see you like this, it's breaking my heart.." Jin pries the pillow away from Taehyung's face feeling his chest tighten as he pulls him to his chest, just stroking his hair.

Taehyung takes a few deep breaths to try to slow his breathing, hearing Jin's accelerated heartbeat. "I.i'm s..sorry.. i..I didn't mean to sc..a. ah..etchiuu!" A sneeze stops him mid-sentence, sneezing into his arm. "I..I'm sorry.." Taehyung sniffles.

"Hey Tae?" Jin asks suddenly. "What do you call an apologetic fruit?"

"Huh..?" Taehyung is taken by surprise by the sudden question.

"What do you call an apologetic fruit?" Jin smiles when he sees Taehyung's breath becoming more steady. "

"Oh..I think you told me the answer before..wait.." Taehyung sniffles. "Heh'ehhitch..ahh.. It was sagwa!"

"Well what did zero say to eight?" Jin asks before Taehyung could go back to worrying about the future events.

Taehyung just looks at him with a confused expression, scratching at his belly. His mind was fogging from the fever. "I don't know.."

"Nice belt." Jin laughs at his own joke, getting a small smile out of the young vocalist. Jin continued to tell him jokes until it looked like Taehyung forgot why he was crying, stopping when Taehyung's giggle turns into a cough.

It worked.. but he still isn't looking good... Jin sighs. "Are you feeling a little better?"

"I'm calmer now.. but Hyung.. it hurts.. to breathe.." Taehyung's breath comes out in short gasps, his throat swollen and his nose completely clogged. "What am I gonna do..?"

"I know, Namjoonie will bring you some medicine to help.. We need to worry about getting you better before anything else." Jin goes in the bathroom taking the roll of toliet paper from the roll and bringing it to him. "Here Tete."

Taehyung tries his best to clear his nose, but no matter how much came out, it was like more magically appeared. "Heh'ehhitchii." Another round of sneezes come, his constant rubbing to try to keep it from dripping, irritating it further. "Heh'ehhitch..Heh'ehhitxch!..a..ahh.achtchi...!" Each sneeze was louder than the one before it, jolting his body. "Mmmm..." Taehyung sniffles whining softly, the drainage into his throat causing him to cough. He rubs his hand across his chest to try to ease the pain. Now, not only does my head and throat hurt, but my ribs too..

Namjoon knocks on the door, Jin jumping up to answer, peeking through the peep hole before opening the door for him.

Namjoon enters, spilling the contents of one of his shopping bags onto the desk, finding his new thermometer, using it to scan Taehyung's temperature. "We gotta get it down, it's on the borderline of being a high grade fever.." Namjoon frowns at the orange flashing number.

Jin was already cracking the seal of the cold medicine Namjoon brought. "I'll get him in the bath."

"I don't want to get up..my head feels all floaty.." Taehyung says in a rough whisper. "My voice..."

"Shh..don't talk, you'll make it worse.." Jin hands him the medicine. "Here Vuu, take this for me."

Taehyung swallows the medicine down, reaching for the water to wash it down. "Hyung.."

Taehyung falls forward, Namjoon putting out his arm to catch him. "Woah, Tae. I got ya.."

Taehyung closes his eyes tightly waiting for the dizziness to fade, nausea swirling in the pit of his stomach. "I.." Taehyung tries to convey his needs to Namjoon, but his voice breaks off into a cough. I'm going to be sick.. "Nam.." His stomach sloshed painfully, pushing up his dinner from last night. Taehyung wraps his hand around himself with another bout of coughing, unable to get the words out, letting out a whine in frustration.

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"Sh*t..Seokjin get a waste bin.." Namjoon finally understood what he desperately wanted, quickly jumping onto the bed to anchor him onto the bed as he doubled over the waste bin Jin brought him.

Taehyung gagged on the thick mucus mixed with bile that filled his throat. His body trembled with effort as he heaved everything in his body, burping up mouthfuls of mostly digested pork belly and rice.

"It's okay, it's okay.. I got you.. just let it all out.. You're okay.." Namjoon strokes his hand across Taehyung's back, drawing shapes.

Taehyung didn't feel like he would be okay. His body was being pushed past its limits, even after he had nothing left he couldn't stop the dry heaves.

"Vuu.. Try to take deep breaths for me okay? Deep breaths baby.." Jin strokes his hair and he speaks softly to him. Taehyung tried to be obedient to his eldest hyung, but when he tried to breathe in, it caused him to cough.

"I know it hurts, but please.. keep trying okay Tae?" Namjoon encourages him, gently holding the youngers swollen throat to ease some of the pain.

Taehyung manages to take a few breaths, the gagging dying down, leaning into Namjoon. He tried to speak, but his throat was so raw nothing came but a breathy whisper that just looked like he was mouthing the words.

"Here, wash out your mouth Tae.." Jin gives him a water bottle, holding a small cup. Taehyung takes a mouthful of water, swishing it in his mouth before spitting it out until the cup.

"Is your stomach feeling any better now?" Namjoon asks, rubbing his hand across Taehyung's stomach.

Taehyung nods, then makes makes a gesture for telephone.

"Good idea. You can text instead. "Jin searches for it, finding it on the table. "Here Tae."

Taehyung types in a note app.

I got realy dizzy, and it made me feel sick to my stomacj, I'm okay noq.. I think it's just stress.. I just want to lay down for a bit..

Taehyung's hands shook when he typed, making him hit the wrong keys.

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Namjoon gently moves Taehyung to a laying position, leaving the bed when he hears his phone vibrating in his pocket. "I'm sorry, but I got to take this.." Namjoon frowns looking at his phone.

"It's okay if you need to go. I'll take care of Taehyungie. Thanks for going shopping for me."

Jin whispers as he hears Namjoon talking to one of the directors on the phone.

Namjoon bows apologeticly before nodding, leaving Jin alone with Taehyung again.

"I have to bring down that fever.." Jin evaluates the situation he's in, watching the sleeping figure on the bed.

I could carry him to the bath, but he's so weak right now, I don't even think he could keep his head above the water.

Jin opts to use a wet cloth, gently stripping Taehyung down to his boxers.

"Heh'ehhitch..!" Taehyung sneezes when his shirt brushes against his nose.

"I'm sorry Tae-yah. I didn't mean to wake you, go back to sleep Baby.."

Taehyung curls into a tight ball, shivering from the cold sweat that coated his body. It's cold..

"I know, I know..please just wait a bit and I'll hold you. I just need to try to cool you off a bit. I'll be right back."

Taehyung reaches for Jins hand before he walks away, but underestimates how far he is grabbing at the air. Jin uses the hotel ice bucket to hold water, bringing it to the table to gently wipe off the sweat that covered Tae's body. Taehyung shiveres, trying to push it away.

"Now, now please don't fight me, it's for your own good. Stop it. The faster i can do this the sooner i can give you cuddles." Jin holds his hands still, continuing his sponge bath, making gentle circles, humming softly.

"Heh,'ehhitchew!" Taehyung's sneezes were also starting to lose their power, becoming quieter. That didn't stop them from being messy, though. Jin wipes his face clean again, relieved when he notices the vocalist had fallen asleep again.

Using the opportunity to escape to the best of his ability, he goes to check his arsenal of supplies. Cold Medicine, vitimins, two boxes of tissue, ginseng tea,cough drops, cooling cloths,water bottles, pain killers,a whole bag full of food...

Jin's stomach rumbled at the thought of food, pulling out a pack of instant ramen.

I'll eat while he's asleep.. I need to get him to try to eat when he wakes up..

Jin takes a break from taking care of Taehyung boiling some water. His nose started developing an itch similar to Taehyung's a quiet sneeze escaping him. "Hehtigh.." I sure hope that's the only one..

I'm sorry if you weren't here for a feels trip.

Requester, i'm sorry it took so long to finish and it ended in a completely different direction. I had lots of trouble with this one, but I'm finally semi-happy with the results. It's ridiculously long and i couldn't choose what scenes to delete..

It became more angst than anything..

Trigger warning: car accident, hospital stay and anxiety attack.

Also a bit of vom*t..

Taehyung, Yoongi and Jimin are the ones in this car, nothing major but enough to scare the boys for sure. Skip the first part to avoid the accident.

"Did you guys reach the hignway yet?" J-hope speaks into the walkie-talkie to talk to the other car. Taehyung, jimin, and Yoongi were driving separately from the other, and the staff gave them a pair of walkie talkies to use.

"No, we just got caught by a red light. You're gonna beat us there.." Jimin replies, looking at the GPS. "It looks like we're still two kilometers away from it."

"Are we starting as soon as we reach the site?" Jungkook asks into the walkie talkie mischievously.

"No. You have to at least wait until we reach the site, you already have four on your team compared to the three on ours." Yoongi leans close to the front seat to talk into the walkie talkie.

"But we have rapmon-hyung on our team. He might break the tent before we can build it." Jungkook says teasingly, letting out a giggle when Namjoon attacks him playfully.

"You little punk I'll-" Namjoon's voice is cut off by the Jungkook releasing the button. Making Taehyung and Jimin giggle.

The two teams were in charge of finding the campsite on their own along with setting up tents and their own fire as a race, then playing some games afterward. It was a simple episode the boys were looking forward to, relaxing under the stars after recording, but things didn't go as planned.

"Taehyung, stop!" Yoongi screams when he hears the car horn blaring, coming right at them.

Taehyung's eyes grew wide when he noticed what was happening, heart pounding in his chest, hitting the breaks as quickly as possible, but it was too late. A silver van slammed into the driver's side, pushing them into a blue car the next lane over.

The light turned green for him to go, but the silver van didn't stop for its red light. The airbags deployed, crushing Jimin and Taehyung into their seats, Yoongi holding onto the door handle as if his life depended on it in the back seat, his heart pounding loudly in his ears.

The three boys sat in silence, in shock by the situation. Tears streamed down both Taehyung and Jimin's cheeks, but Yoongi didn't allow himself to shed any tears. He had to be strong for the younger ones. (Come on. move..) He forced his body to obey him,his hands trembling as he unbuckles his seat belt so he could reach Jimin. (Deep breathes..) At first, his vocal cords felt too tight to get any sound out, but hearing Taehyung's soft whimper made him try harder to calm down.

"Ji-jim-inie..TaeTae are are you okay?" Yoongi's voice comes out hardly over a whisper, coming out a few octaves higher and trembling. He felt the whiplash, causing his head to pound violently, reaching up to try to ease the pain in his neck. "Jimin.." He reached to touch Jimin's elbow.

Jimin jumps, letting out a whimper. "It..it hurts to breathe hyung.."

"Jimin you n-need to ta..take.." Yoongi tried to keep his own breathing under control, but still heard his own gasps of air come out, cutting off his speech. He felt lightheaded, but pushed through it, focusing on the task at hand. He reaches slowly to unbuckle the seat belt, releasing the strap from digging into Jimin, easing some of the pressure. "I..I'm okay.." He assured Yoongi with a weak smile before turning off the car and turning to Taehyung who's still frozen in fear.(Hyung looks more scared than I am.. I need to handle Taehyung for him..)

"Taetae are you okay?" Jimin asks softly, trying to ease some of the burden off Yoongi. "Tae..answer me please.." He touches his shoulder, Taehyung letting out a whimper recovering from the shock enough to answer.

"I..I can't move my leg.." Taehyung felt a sharp pain when he tried to move, sucking air sharply through his teeth. "It hurts Jiminie.."

"Don't try to move it, Tae, it might be broken.." Jimin orders him gently, taking a look for himself. He could see the car was smashed around it, pinning his foot.

"Are y..you okay, minie?" He asks, seeing the tears glistening in his eyes. "Is..is.." Taehyungs question is broken off by a breathless cough.

"I'll be okay, but I think yoongi is really shaken up. We need to get a hold of the others.." Jimin whispers.

"I..I dro..dropped the..the..." Taehyung stutters over his words, stopping when he realizes he can't even catch his breath. He dropped the walkie-talkie to quickly grab the wheel with both hands in an attempt to swerve away.(My lungs feel like they are burning...)

Jimin reaches over to Taehyung, releasing his seat belt for him, then wiping the tears from his face. "Tae calm down.. It's okay..it's okay.. We're all alive, that's all that matters right now." He strokes Taehyung's hair.

"Taehyung-ah, how far away from the site are you guys?" The three boys hear the muffled sound of Jin's voice coming from the walkie talkie that slid under the seat.

Yoongi pulls out his phone to call him into the phone. "Hyung we got hit.." Yoongi speaks quickly to avoid stuttering out the word.

"What? What? Are you okay?" Jin asks, voice thick with worry.

As soon as Jin asks, the tears he tries so hard to hold back finally break through. "I'm scared, Hyung.." His voice cracks. "B..but I'm okay.."

"It's okay to be scared.. just take a deep breath for me, okay?"

Yoongi nods slightly, trying to take a deep breath, but a whimper comes out instead. His heart was beating loud in his ears, and no matter how many breaths he took, it didn't feel like any oxygen was getting into his lungs.

"Yoongi, Yoongi, listen to me, listen to me, I need you to just focus on my voice, okay? Just focus on me.." Jin fights to get Yoongi's attention again. "Yoongi what's your favorite song right now?"

Yoongi tries to recall the song, it giving his mind a distraction from the situation, but his mind goes blank. "I..i can't remember.."

"What was the last song you listened to?"J-hope adds in the conversion.

"We..we were jus..just listening..to.. to Bruno Mars b..before you guys..bebeeped in.." Yoongi's voice came out in quick gasps in-between his sentences.

"What song was it?" Jin keeps the conversation going, asking him about everything and anything. If he saw the newest episode of the drama that they were watching, what they should eat for dinner, what was his favorite character from reservoir dogs. He kept asking the first thing to pop into his head until the sound of the ambulance and police cars were right on them.

"Ah..the police are here.. I got to go.." Yoongi is calmed down by the time the sirens come talking normally again. "I'll call you back when we get settled in the hospital.."

Jimin gets out of the car to talk to the officers, leaning against the car. His chest ached, leaving him breathlessly gasping for air. A paramedic gets him on an oxygen tank, Yoongi getting out to join him, his knees threatening to give in. (No, I don't have time for this..) Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees the damage, the anxiety and fear engulfing him once more. The whole driverside folded in, making the door unopenable, trapping the husky toned vocalist inside.

"{Is everyone okay? How many people were in the car?}" The officer speaks English, but Jimin couldn't process what he was asking, looking to Yoongi for help.

"{Three people car, I'm okay, but my brother can't get out. Stuck..hes stuck}" Yoongi tries to get his thoughts out clearly, but between the anxiety and language barrier, he just points to the door.

"{Help..}" Jimin speaks desperately when he remembered Taehyung couldn't get free. The officers followed their gaze, realizing the situation.

"{Don't worry we'll get him out. Just take some deep breaths. You're hyperventilating..}"

"Hyung I'll talk to them.. you try to calm down.. okay?" Jimin rubs his back, turning to the officer noticing the state Yoongi was in. His face lost all color and his eyes were dilated to look like two black holes. He didn't even know how he was standing with how badly he was trembling.

"Hyung..Jiminie.." The terrified cry of Taehyung got Yoongi's attention.

(I don't have time for this..i need to see Taehyungie..)Yoongi didn't take the time to catch his breath. Not when Taehyung was left alone in the car. He rushed to the driver's side to try to comfort the young vocalist.

Taehyung felt panicked being left alone, trying to free his foot, eyes watering from pain. When he heard the soft tapping of Yoongi on the car. "Hyungie.." His voice barely made it over a whisper, drowned out by the sirens. "I'm scared..."

Yoongi couldn't hear Taehyung, but he didn't have to. He knew Taehyung couldn't be calm being left alone, placing his hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him while they waited to cut him out.

"Ca..careful..there's glass.." Taehyung tells Yoongi when he sees him reaching for him.

"I don't care.. I can't sit here doing nothing.." Yoongi shifted all his focus on Taehyung. It was all he could do to keep his nerves under control. (Everything will be fine.. everyone's alive..) Yoongi tried to comfort himself moving aside to let the firemen do their job.

"I found the room.." Namjoon's voice is heard in the hallway, the other members filling the room.

"Hyung.." Jimin runs up to Namjoon as soon as he hears his voice wrapping his arms around him. "Taehyung-ah.. his leg is broken.."

"I know, I know.. I heard..." Namjoon strokes Jimin's back. "But Taehyung is still young, I'm sure it'll heal fine.. how is he?"

"He's really upset about it.. They're still working on the casting.. he's not talking much.. either is Yoongi hyungie.. he's hardly scatched like me, just some bruises and neck pain.. but he seems somewhere else.."

"Yoongi-hyung?" Namjoon steps in the room, going straight up to Yoongi, whose eyes are focused on something he doesn't see. "Hyung, are you okay?"

Yoongi blinks, looking at Namjoon. "Ah, Joon.. yeah, I just got a headache, and my chest hurts from the seat belt, but I'm free to go whenever.. I'm just worried about Tae. It's gonna take him a month to fully recover." He quickly takes the conversation off him, keeping his voice steady. Seeing Taehyung being put on the stretcher after they pried him out of the car was still fresh in his mind.

"Are you sure you're okay, Yoon?"Jin asks, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. "You don't look well, maybe you should stay overnight just in case.."

"No, I want to go home. Jiminie is staying, though.." Yoongi tries again to avert the situation away from himself, Jin turning to Jimin. "What? Are you okay?"

"My neck still really hurts, they did x-rays and its fine, but they think I should stay. They said I can stay in the room with Taehyung.. it's easier for security that way." Jimin rubs the back of his neck, still feeling the whiplash.

"Try to take it easy. Go back to your bed." Namjoon leads Jimin to bed, forcing him to lay back down

Taehyung is wheeled back into the room, his left leg now sporting a large purple cast that Taehyung is still staring at in disbelief. (Three weeks without practice.. but we just got a new choreography.. and we have a concert next month.)

"Taehyungie-hyungie it won't magically disappear." Jungkook says sympathetically, knowing what he was thinking. "You're the fastest at picking up choreography. You'll be able to learn it in time." Jungkook rubs Taehyung's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"But what about formation? We need to practice so we don't bump into each other and get the timing right." Taehyung says miserably. "And.. and Jiminie and Yoongi-hyung will have to miss practice too.."

"We can figure it out when the time comes Tete, just focus on recovering for now, you look exhausted.." j-hope kisses the of his head. He could see the medicine the hospital gave him, making his eyelids grow heavy, his eyes constantly opening and closing as he fought as he fought his sleep. "Just sleep. I'll give you one on one lessons."

"Okay Hyungie.. im sorry Jiminie..Hyungie.." Taehyung yawns out the words.

"It's not your fault, don't be sorry..they ran the light not you." Jimin tells him, but by the look in his soulmates eyes he knew he didn't believe it.

"Come on, lets go so they can get some sleep." Namjoon tries rallying up the members, but Jungkook was busy digging in his bag. "Kook what are you doing?"

"I put a marker in here yesterday..I can't..oh! There it is!" Jungkook triumphantly shows the black sharpie he found at the bottom of his bag, now doodling on Taehyung's cast.

He draws muscle Cooky, signing his name with a heart writing love you within it. "There, Cooky will help your leg heal faster!" Jungkook desperately wanted to see his youngest hyung smile, giving a big bunny grin when he sees Taehyung reach to touch his artwork with a small grin.

"Thanks, Junggukkkie." Taehyung gives the mankaes hand a squeeze, appreciating the effort to cheer him up."I love it."

"Tommorrow Hobi-hyungie will come draw you a picture, so look forward to it okay?" Jungkook gives a mischievous smile to J-hope, who just looks bewildered at the sudden job he was given.

"What?" J-hope questions, getting a laugh out of Jungkook and Jimin. "Alright, I'll think of something. Just rest up for now. Hyungie? Are you okay?" J-hope notices that Yoongi hasn't made any attempt to get up from the chair.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah, I'm coming.." Yoongi stands up, quickly hugging Jimin and Taehyung.

Jimin hardly hugs back, wincing at the movement, Taehyung leaning into him whispering a thank you.

The others do the same, wishing them to get well soon, but Yoongi doesn't notice the others leaving.

J-hope takes Yoongi's hand, giving it a squeeze."It's time to go Hyung." He tells him gently. (Yoongi isn't looking well..)

Yoongi doesn't pull away, security escorting the remaining five members to the two cars. He's hesitant to enter. (It won't happen again..) he tried to reassure himself, cursing his legs for not moving forward.

"Something wrong Yoongi?" Jin asks with a concerned expression.

"Ah, yeah, I just remembered I left something in the car earlier.." Yoongi lies, not wanting to worry the others. Not when two members were still in hospital beds. They had enough to stress about. Yoongi gets in, buckling up the second he takes a seat.

"Everything that was left in the car should be at the hotel staff booked. Your bag is safe." Namjoon tells him.

"What happened to camping?" Yoongi felt sick as soon as the car started moving, nausea twisting his stomach.

"We decided to reschedule. I didn't want you guys sleeping on the ground." Namjoon replies. "We managed to get three rooms last minute. Me and Jinnie-hyung will share a room, Hoba and Jungkookie will share a room and you'll get to rest in your own room.."

"I don't need my own room. Hyung should have it as the oldest." Yoongi didn't want to be alone, but he was too shy to ask someone to stay with him.

"No, it's okay." Jin turns down the offer."i don't mind sharing a room. Everyone will be scared to accidentally hurt you..Yoongi-yah.. are you okay?"

"My stomach hurts.. I think it's the car.." Yoongi tries to focus on the horizon.

"Poor thing.. do you think you'll be sick?" Jin asks gently.

Yoongi's reply was a wet burp, sending everyone in the car looking for a bag for him, Jin finding one in the pocket of the car. "Here Yoongi..just in case.." He holds it open for him, not surprised when he sees the kimchi fried rice from breakfast fill the bag.

" 'm sorry Hyung.." Yoongi says as another painful ripple pushes up more.

"Why are you sorry? It's okay.." Jin makes sure the plastic bag stays wide open to be sure nothing misses.

Namjoon keeps Yoongi's bangs away from his face. "We're almost there Hyung..we'll get you to bed.."

Yoongi really wished he insisted that Jin should've got his own room because he was the oldest, cursing his body for ruining his chance.

Yoongi was hopelessly awake at 3:46 in the morning, just staring at the alarm clock next to him, watching the digital numbers change.

(Everytime I close my eyes I can see hear Taehyungie's panicked voice, or see Jiminie's tear stained face..) Yoongi sighs, wincing when he turns over to face away from the clock instead of waiting for 3:47 to come. "They're fine.." he whispers to himself, throwing the pillow over his face, trying once more to give his body the rest it desperately needed.

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"Watch out!" The scream of J-hope echos in the car, the flashing of headlights leaving Yoongi blinded. The blaring of a horn and the clashing of metal on metal follows, Yoongi jolting forward. It was him that was driving this time. When swirves, the red car doesn't even attempt to avoid them, slamming directly into the side of the car. Yoongi let's out a scream when he looks back to check on J-hope seeing him unconscious, blood dripping from his head.

"Hoba..Hoba...!" Yoongi tries to get to him, but he's unable to move.

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Yoongi wakes up completely drenched in sweat, looking around the room in frenzied panic. (Where's my phone..?) He fumbles to find the lamp switch in the dark, finding his phone and quickly calling J-hope.

"Mm...?" J-hope was hardly awake, his voice only coming out as a soft grunt.

"Hoba.. I just w..w..wanted to he..hear yo..your voice..go back to sleep.." Yoongi let out the breath he was holding when he hears J-hope's sleepy voice.

"Who is it...?" J-hope speaks slowly into the phone, not even processing the panic in Yoongi's voice. Yoongi takes a few deep breaths before talking again, trying to steady his trembling voice before he woke up J-hope. (This was stupid.. it was just a bad dream..)

"Don't worry.. go back to sleep.." Yoongi doesn't hang up the phone though, finding comfort in hearing J-hope's steady breath on the other end, lulling him back to sleep.

J-hope wakes up to his phone alarm clock, jumping when he hears it blaring right by his ear. "Aiish! I thought I had it on the desk.. huh?" He looks at his phone with bewilderment. (Why have I been on the phone with yoongi for three hours?)

"What's wrong hyungie?" Jungkook asks with yawn.

"I think Yoongi-hyung called me in his sleep."

At first J-hope thought nothing of it. It wouldn't be the first time Yoongi fell asleep with his phone in his hands, all it would take was a slip of his thumb to call him, but as he was getting ready to leave he heard his phone vibrate three times.

Did you hear a scream last night? I think it was Yoongi-hyung.

Namjoon makes a separate chat room leaving the deagu rapper out of it.

I didn't hear anything, but me and Hobi-hyungie and I were farther away from his room..

Jungkook replies looking at J-hope. "Check the new chat."

I slept with headphones in. Namjoon was snoring.

Jin replies.

You think you heard him screaming? I woke up being on call with him this morning..

J-hope sends to the chat, biting on his bottom lip. (Did he actually mean to call me last night? Did I fall asleep on him?)

Yoongi knocks on J-hope's door. "Hoba, Jungkookah, are you ready to go?"

J-hope opens the door, pulling Yoongi into the room. "Good morning, Yoongi-hyung. Did you sleep well?"

"It was hard falling asleep. Couldn't get comfy." Yoongi didn't want to talk about his dreams. He already felt better after seeing J-hope safe and sound. Yoongi smoothes down J-hope's bed head.

"I packed last night except for my toiletries. I just got to brush my teeth. Are you sure you're okay Hyung?"

"I said im fine. Dont worry about me worry about yourself. You still owe Taehyungie a drawing." Yoongi switched subjects.

"Oh right, did you decide what you'll draw on Taehyungie-hyungie's cast Hobi-hyung?" Jungkook asks.

"Aiish.. I totally forgot about that! I'll just wing it.." J-hope starts running ideas through his mind as he brushed his teeth. (Maybe he's just in pain..) J-hope drops it, but not before messaging the others to keep an eye on him.

Yoongi presses his forehead to the window, watching the clouds go by. Even after sleeping a couple of hours before, he was riddled with bad dreams. It felt like he didn't sleep at all. Each turn of the car made his stomach queasy, rubbing his stomach to try to ease the pain.

(Again? Why...?)

"Hyung, are you okay?" He feels J-hope rubbing his shoulder.

"Just car sick.. I just want to go home and lay down for a bit.." Yoongi wished he'd just give in and tell them, but seeing Jimin dozing on Jungkook's shoulder and thinking about Taehyung in the other car he kept his mouth shut.

J-hope makes gentle circles on Yoongi's stomach, trying to ease the nausea for him, smiling when he heard Yoongi take a deep sigh. "Try to sleep Hyungie.. I'll wake you when we get home.."

Yoongi wishes once more, that he told someone about his dreams when he finds himself bolting up right, gasping for air when another awful scenario playing in his mind, this time it is Taehyung who's badly injured, unable to ever walk again.

Yoongi holds his chest, taking deep breaths to try to ease the painful throbbing of his accelerating heart rate. "It's just a dream.. he's fine.." Yoongi tried to convince himself, but the dream still lingered. He had to go see Taehyung. Just a peek in the room to ease his troubled mind.

"F*ck..." Yoongi swears underneath his breath as a wave of vertigo hits as he tries to stand, quickly sitting back down on the bed again, holding his head in his hands as he waits for it to pass. The dream left him feeling feverish and sick to his stomach.

Yoongi pushes his body to move forward, staying close to the wall in case the dizziness returns, making his way to Taehyung's room, cracking the door open as slowly as possible.

Yoongi saw Taehyung’s sleeping figure on the bed, hugging a pillow to his chest. He steps in a little farther, just close enough to see the outline of his face. (See? He's not in a hospital room.. he's home.. he's okay.. this is stupid..)

Yoongi slowly backs out of the room, unaware that the mankae he visited wasn't asleep. As soon as Yoongi latches the door shut again, he uses the new chat to tell the others.

Yoongi-hyung just went into my room, checked up on me and left.. His breathing sounded off to me.

No one replies until the morning, Jin being the first.

Something is wrong, but he doesn't want to tell anyone. We'll need to think of a plan..

Taehyung had already thought of one. It was his fault they got into the accident. He had to fix it. (He was fine before the accident.. if only I waited a little longer..)

Please help me with an idea..

Yoongi wakes up covered in sweat once more, going into the shower to wash up, splashing water into his face, grimacing when he sees his reflection in the mirror.(When will I become too tired to dream?)

Yoongi lets the water run on him to try to ease his sore muscles. (It's quiet in the house.. it must be because Jiminie and Taehyungie are still asleep.)

Yoongi hears the sound of Taehyung’s scream on his way to the kitchen, rushing into the room.

"Taehyungie what's wrong?!" Yoongi rushes to the bed side, but Taehyung didn't answer. His face was buried in his hands, breathing heavily.

"Taehyung, Taehyung look at me.. it's okay...It's okay.." Yoongi strokes his hair, trying to calm him.

Taehyung leans his head on his shoulder, two tears rolling down his cheek. "I..I'm scared.."

"It's just a dream.. I got you.." Yoongi wraps his arm around the young vocalist, wiping Taehyung’s tears with his thumb.

"What do I do...? I'm scared it'll happen again.." Taehyung buried his face inside Yoongi's shoulder, breathing in his freshly showered scent.

"I don't know. I'm in the same position.." Yoongi admits, feeling the weight lifting off his shoulders to tell someone.

Taehyung tilts his head to the side, looking up at him with feigned innocence. Yoongi usually would've seen past his acting. Would've noticed his tears stopped too quickly. It made Taehyung worry more. "You too? About the accident?"

"Kinda.. it's just.. you guys are getting hurt and there's nothing I can do.." Yoongi's voice comes out soft, threatening to crack as the memory tries returning, shaking his head to try to clear the memory away.

"It's okay, Hyung, you don't have to talk about it.." Taehyung pushes Yoongi's bangs from his face to get a better look at him, eyes widening when he feels the heat from his forehead. "Can..you cuddle with me a little? Or maybe we can just hold hands? Until I fall back to sleep?"

Yoongi would usually reject, but when he sees the worried expression on Taehyung's face, he gives in, laying down on the youngers chest. (He's scared he'll have another bad dream.. Maybe this will be good for both of us..)

"Thank you Hyungie.." Taehyung wraps his arms around Yoongi, lightly running his fingers across Yoongi's back, tracing the his shoulder blades.

"Thank you for asking.." Yoongi's voice comes out lower and slow as he starts to drift asleep, feeling his body relaxing against Taehyung, listening to his heart beating.

"Go to sleep Hyungie, you can stay with me in my room as long as you need." Taehyung whispers, smiling when he feels Yoongi's body go limp, already fast asleep.

Taehyung reaches for his phone, messaging the group chat.

It worked.. Yoongi is asleep in my room.. I'll need some fever reducers..