This is my first BTS fanfic and I hope you like it. Cross posted on Tumblr.
Emeto Warning
**Third Person POV**
Namjoon kept twisting and turning in his sleep, no matter how much he tried he just couldn't get comfortable. He didn't know what was wrong. He felt fine but for some reason just couldn't fall asleep. He has a history of insomnia but that usually only happened when he was stressed, but he wasn't stressed. This was the first time in a long time that their schedule was completely relaxed. They were just about to go on break and did not have much to do. There were only two interviews left, which weren't even live and just a couple of meetings to attend before they could all go home to visit their families. This is the most relaxed he's been in months so it made no sense as to why he couldn't sleep. Then his stomach gave a slight grumble. That must be it. He must be hungry. The guys had wanted to eat seafood today so they had ordered from a restaurant, but since he doesn't eat seafood he had opted to order a small chicken sandwich instead. However, even after eating the sandwich he hadn't felt completely full. He should have eaten something at that time only so that he wouldn't have had to struggle to go to sleep. "Aish" he whispered and quietly got out of bed so he doesn't wake up Taehyung, his roommate, and made his way to the kitchen.
He looks through the fridge for something to eat and finally settled on some leftover kimchi from this afternoon. He ate his kimchi but for some reason his stomach felt weird for a few seconds after eating it but it soon went away so he shrugged it off. He went back to his room and laid in his bed hoping that he can finally get some sleep. As he was trying to get comfortable his stomach starting growling again. "What is happening" Namjoon thought to himself. He rubbed his stomach in hopes to calm it down but it didn't work, instead now he was starting to feel nauseous. He tried to swallow the feeling, but it came back tenfold. He knew what was coming and ran straight to the attached bathroom in their room, not caring anymore about waking up Tae, he just needed to get to the toilet before he emptied his guts on the bed. As soon as he sat in front of the toilet his body started expelling the kimchi he had just ate. He gagged loudly trying to get everything out of his system so he can relax. His whole body felt like it was in pain and he could barely breath with the bouts of vomit coming out of his mouth.
He suddenly felt a hand rubbing his back.
"Shh, it's ok hyung. Let it out." the person said.
Namjoon immediately recognized the voice to be Taehyung, all the noise must have woken him up he thought to himself. But his train of thought was interrupted as another bout of vomit came out of his mouth.
"Aish, it's ok hyung you will feel better once it's all out" Taehyung said as he continued to rub his back.
After a couple of seconds his stomach finally gave him a rest and he collapsed against what he presumed to be Taehyung. He was exhausted, this is not how he had planned to spend his last few days before going on break. Being stuck in front of the toilet throwing his guts up was not on his To-Do list, yet here he was. And the worst part, he knew this wasn't the end of it, he didn't feel nauseous anymore but he felt how bloated he was, he knew round two was coming up sooner or later. He just hoped it was later so he could finally get some rest.
After his breathing had calmed down a bit Taehyung asked "You feeling better hyungie, are you ready to get up?" after a second he responded "Ya, i feel a bit better."
"Ok let's get you up Joonie." Taehyung said as he helped Namjoon up and brought him to the sink so he could clean himself up.
After Namjoon washed up Tae asked, "God Hyung, how did you get sick?" while taking him back to the bedroom.
