Broken Brooch {♥♡Min Yoongi X Reader ♡♥}

Sickness

Okay so.... Sorry???? I am the worst author . I really need to have some sort of schedule of when I upload a chapter to this. Or you guys can make me do something for when I don't upload when I promised to.
Anyway ONWARD, TO THE STORY!!!
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Yoongi's POV

After I helped Y/N dress up, we went downstairs into the living room. Y/N ran to Sarang and hugged her waist.
Sarang ruffled Y/N hair which caused her to whine. She tried to fix her hair while pouting. Sarang took a good look at Y/N.
"Who's clothes are these?"

"Oh, those are mine." Sarang turned her head towards me.

"I forgot that you were here.", she said with a blank face.

My eye twitched and I clenched my jaw.
This little brat!

"Everyone else is in the kitchen. They are waiting for you guys so we can eat, so hurry up!" We rushed to the kitchen and like last time, there wasn't enough seats. So Y/N had to sit on my lap again.

"FINALLY, what took you guys so long?! We had to wait forEVER!" Jungkook, being the extra ass he is, exasperated. We all started eating.

I looked down to see Y/N poking at her food.
"Y/N...", I warned.
She froze and hesitantly put some food in her mouth and chewed. After 3 minutes, Y/N spoke up.

"Im full..."
Her food wasn't even half finished.

"Sweetheart, your plate isn't even finished. Eat a little more." Jin said worriedly. Y/N shook her head.
"Do you feel okay?" I asked as I noticed her skin getting paler.
She shook her head again

Y/N POV

I felt my stomach churn and a bile rise up in my throat. My mouth watered.
"I think she's gonna throw up!"
Yoongi quickly got up, picking me up, and rushed to the nearest bathroom. He quickly set me down in front of the toilet. I threw up. Yoongi held my hair.

The acid burned my throat and nose. My eyes watered as I kept emptying my stomach.

"Da-Dad", my words got cut off ad I threw up again. "Daddy, it hurts!"
Tears streamed down my face as a sharp pain ran through my stomach. Daddy rubbed my back.

"I know, its gonna be okay. Just let it all out."
I dry heaved as my stomach tried to empty itself out even though it already did.

Daddy saw that I was finished and carried me onto the sink. He wet a paper towel and cleaned the tear marks and the vomit that was dripping from my chin.

I slipped deeper into little space.

"Dada..." I squirmed in discomfort from the dull pain in my stomach.
"Let's get you some medicine for your stomach."
He lifted me up by my waist and carried me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his shoulder.

"Hey, is my bunbun okay?"
I recognize that voice!
"Sawan!!" I unwrapped my arms from Dada's neck and made grabby hands at 'Sawan'.

"Hi, my little munchkin! Is your tummy being mean to you?" She carefully moved me from Dada's arms to hers.

I nodded and giggled.