BTS Imagines

Taehyung ♡ When You're Sick

Published: February 13, 2019
Rewritten: September 15, 2024

Word count: 1,200

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Taehyung's apartment was quiet and void of any other person besides yourself. Your booked and busy idol boyfriend was preoccupied with an interview, thus leading to you having the place all to yourself for the next couple of hours, which was just fine. You never minded when Taehyung had to dash off to scheduled events or practices. Though there was something special about this particular day. Taehyung was able to bring his beloved Pomeranian, Yeontan, home for a visit and so you had the privilege to dogsit.

"Tannie!" You called out.
The sound of short nails clicking across the hardwood floors sounded from just outside the room as the fluff ball trotted into the kitchen where you were.
"It's time for you to eat, little man." You placed the small food bowl on the floor to see if Yeontan would eat on his own for once despite knowing he wouldn't. Taehyung had told you the stubborn dog wouldn't eat unless someone was feeding him.
The puffy pom sniffed around at the kibble inside the bowl before sitting, staring up at you.
"Come on, you can eat on your own. Go on." You urged.
Yeontan continued staring, the message clearly not received. You sighed softly and caved immediately, picking up one of the bits of dried food and holding it out for him to eat.

Because of his picky eating habits, you ended up having to sit on the floor and hand-feed Yeontan every last piece of kibble. Satisfied, he trotted over to his water bowl, drinking a little of it before lying down on his bed.
"Now that you've been fed, I think I should make myself something to eat too." You spoke aloud, getting up off the floor. You hadn't eaten anything so far and you were starving.
After cleaning Yeontan's bowl, you washed your hands and started searching for something to eat. A frozen pizza sitting in the freezer seemed to be calling out to you, so you decided on that since it was something quick and easy.

After a 15 minute wait, the mouthwatering aroma of pizza wafted through the air in the apartment. You got yourself a couple slices of the pie and sat down on the couch to enjoy your meal, if you could even call it that. Yeontan was seated at your feet, staring up with those glossy and pleading eyes of his. You couldn't resist the cuteness he exuded at all times and pulled off a pepperoni, holding it up and making him sit before feeding it to him.

You finished up your two slices, going back for a third before washing your dirty dishes and putting away leftovers. Returning to the couch, you turned on the large flat screen TV and perused the channel guide for a moment before settling on something to watch and occupy your time until your beloved boyfriend returned.

An estimated half hour passed, your attention zeroed in on the television. The only thing that pulled you from your daze was a sudden unpleasant feeling in your stomach. Sitting upright, you placed your hand on your midsection, a familiar and unwanted urge rising from your gut.
Jumping to your feet, you rushed to the bathroom, lifting the toilet lid and dropping to the floor where you emptied the contents of your stomach.
You groaned, propping your elbows on the seat to take a breather after the first round was over. Unfortunately, another wave of nausea washed over you and you were hunched over the bowl once more.
Flushing, you got to your feet and staggered to the sink to brush your teeth after all that. The only thing you could think of that could've caused your sudden sickness was that you ate too fast. You should've known better.

Yeontan trotted into the bathroom, sniffing around the baseboards and floor tiles, getting familiar with the place.
"Hi, Tannie." You squatted down, giving him a gentle scratch behind one of his ears.
It didn't take long for the nausea to return and have you scrambling back to the toilet for another round. You let out a shaky exhale when finished, leaning back just as the curious Pomeranian came to sit beside you on the floor. Your hand moved to his head, gently petting him while you tried to fight the urge to throw up again.
You were so focused on willing yourself to keep whatever was left in your stomach down that you didn't hear the sound of the front door opening in the distance. The toilet lid was closed and you leaned forward to rest your head on it, knowing this would be your life for the next few hours.

A feeling that someone was standing in the bathroom doorway made you raise your head. Just as you did so, Yeontan got up and ran over to Taehyung who was stood at the threshold to the room, his expression showing concern.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. I think I'm feeling better n—" Your sentence was swiftly cut off as you hastily lifted the toilet lid and threw up again.
Taehyung was quick to jump into action and kept your hair back away from your face as you retched over the porcelain bowl. Grabbing some toilet paper, you wiped your mouth and flushed, feeling absolutely disgusting being in such a state in front of your boyfriend.

"What happened?" Taehyung asked while rubbing your back in a soothing manner.
"I made pizza and got sick. I hadn't eaten all day and I guess I ate too fast."
He frowned. "Oh no."
"This is so gross and embarrassing."
"Why? Everyone gets sick. Plus, I'm your boyfriend. I'm supposed to take care of you, even if you're gross and throwing up."
You whined at his words, shoving him with your shoulder.
He laughed, caressing the top of your head.
"I'm kidding. I'll let you get cleaned up while I change into some different clothes." He excused himself, leaving the bathroom to give you some privacy.
You brushed your teeth again, using mouthwash this time, and rinsing your face with cool water. Though you felt refreshed, the after effects of getting sick still lingered: shakiness, chills, and the lingering queasiness.

You went into your shared bedroom to find Taehyung pulling the covers back and adjusting the pillows so they'd be ready for you.
"Come lie down."
You shuffled over and crawled into bed, Taehyung sliding in behind you, pulling you close. Yeontan, who was feeling left out, tried to hop up on the bed.
"Come on, Tan." Your boyfriend chuckled, picking up the dog and allowing him to get comfortable, curling up by your feet.
"Thanks for taking care of him for me while I was gone."
"You're welcome."
"I'm sorry you're feeling sick." He murmured, kissing your forehead.
"It's okay. I'll feel better in a little while. I just need to stay still and let my stomach settle."
"I think you should just take a nap." He caressed your side gently.
You nodded in agreement.
He placed a delicate kiss on your forehead again, humming a little melody as you drifted off to sleep, grateful to have him by your side.

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