Kpop Sickfics, Hurtfics, and One Shots

(Taeyang) Youngbae - Unannounced Sickie

Requested by: @MargaritaSuarezCifue

《Big Bang》

Taeyang had woken up to the worst stomach imaginable. It was like someone was repetitively stabbing him with a blade right in his lower gut. As he curled up in pain, a soft knock came from his door.

"Yongbae-hyung?" Crap, it was Jiyong. If the leader saw the pathetic state of the older, Taeyang would be in a world of trouble. Big Bang was getting ready for their new single drop, Flower Road, which was eagerly waited for by VIP. And to be honest it was putting a lot of pressure on the members to make this worth waiting for. As the main dancer Taeyang was focused hard on making the choreo perfect for the song, he'd spent countless hours on perfecting it only to now be rolling in bed in pain. "We need to leave soon."

Taeyang stifled a groan in acknowledgment before feeling a sudden state of nausea overcome him. He squeezed his eyes shut as an unwanted taste of vomit filled his mouth. Choking back a whimper he managed to swallow the bile which made him cringe. If that happened again during dance practice he'd have to swallow it back again. He was no use to his members if he was sick so at all costs could he not let them find out.

Giving a great heave, Taeyang pushed himself up into a sitting position. A small dizzy spell happened as he sat up, but his vision soon returned to normal. He glanced at his discarded clothes form last night. It surely wouldn't matter if he wore them again. Moaning in pain as he moved to grab the clothing and put it on. Thankfully in the top drawer of his nightstand he had a bottle of painkillers. Opening the drawer Taeyang grabbed the bottle and dry-swallowed two pills. Standing up on shaky legs, Taeyang managed to get up on both legs. He opened the door to his room and walked out.

"Good morning hyung," Daesung greeted him as he walked past, probably going to his room.

After making a quick stop at the bathroom to do his last parts of getting ready, him and the rest of the members started leaving. Luckily no one had asked Taeyang if he felt good, or maybe they did think he looked bad and were pretending to not notice. The car ride to the company building was mostly quiet a side from Seunghyun cracking jokes every once in a while.

Once they arrived at the company building, they quickly got settled in and situated they quickly begin.

"Alright, we're going to start by bringing your hands over your head slowly. "Taeyang directed the group as he demonstrated the move. "And then we bring it down gently."

As Taeyang continued to dance the feeling of nausea started returning to his stomach. The feeling of stabbing blades came with each move Taeyang did. Every five seconds he felt like screaming out in pain.

As the practice went on, Taeyang's pain got worse in his stomach. He felt like crying at this point. It was getting harder and harder to move as he danced. At this point it was so bad that Taeyang was marking his moves to the point where you couldn't even call it dancing. It was when he did a small jump at the end of the song it was his turning point with the pain.  Whimpering in eructating pain, Taeyang excused himself and bolted out of the room, ignoring the calls from his members as he ran down the hall.

Thankfully there was a bathroom located at the end of the hall that Taeyang ran to. He flung the bathroom door open and threw his body into the stall. Letting the door clang loudly behind him. A strong stream of vomit pushed out of Taeyang's both as he squeezed his eyes shut. His whole-body shook as he clung to the toilet, bile rushing out of his mouth. Around him he thought he could hear voices, but at this point he wasn't even sure how grounded he was in that moment.

Something started running up and down Taeyang's back, making the pain a little more barrable. After whom knows how long Taeyang's stomach finally had nothing more to give, making the very obviously sick boy fall backwards. Taeyang assumed he would hit the floor, instead he hit something soft. Opening his eyes ever so slightly, Taeyang saw long brown hair cover the persons eyes, Jiyong.

"Hyung?" Jiyong asked.

It felt like a fever dream as Taeyang closed his eyes and blacked out.

It felt just like a slow blink but when Taeyang opened his eyes he was no longer in the bathroom stall. Instead, he was looking at the ceiling of the living room in his dorm.

"Taeyang," Seunghyun entered Taeyang's vision. "Are you feeling okay?"

Taeyang blinked slowly, not quite registering the question.

"Youngbae?" Seunghyun asked again. "Hello?"

"Hi," Taeyang choked out.

Seunghyun gave a laugh and sat down next to the sick boy on the couch. "How are you feeling?"

"Meh," the younger whispered, too tired to give a detailed response. He closed his eyes again and heard Seunghyun chuckle.

"Get some sleep Youngbae," Taeyang heard as his and slowly turned off.

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Someone needs to mark this as a momentous occasion. Two parts are getting published in a single day. Yayyyyyy👏!!! Anyways guys, happy early birthday to Seungmin of Stray Kids.

Thank you for reading!