Bts sickfics (cause there really aren't enough)- REQUESTS CLOSED

Taekook-I wish i could help you.

Ooo angsty title. I was requested by @elinga235566 to do a taekook chapter so here ya go!

Tae wasn't feeling great. Usually they wouldn't get that nervous for concerts. Yeah they would have some nerves, but not so much they would feel ill. At least not anymore. But Tae felt ill. That horrible feeling of butterflies, his stomach flipping with each small movement.
It was their second day in London. After the catastrophe of the first day, everyone was a little more nervous than usual, wondering how they're going to recover their stage with Jungkook sitting out for the whole thing. But Tae wasn't just a little more nervous, he was a lot more nervous. Or was he? Little did he know what he thought was just nerves, was actual illness. The stress of the day before mixed with all the travel and hard work they'd been through recently; Tae had reached a breaking point.

As much as he wanted to hide it from the other members, as a result of his sensitivity, it was very hard to hide his emotions. He had nothing to worry about though, cause no one seemed to pay any attention to tae. All the attention was on Jungkook. That's all anyone could worry about, so when Tae looked clearly uncomfortable, everybody else wrote it off, because it's surely can't compare to kookie. Kookie was their priority. If anyone else was sick, they would just have to push through it cause kookie was the one who needed the attention. This isn't what Jungkook thought though. He felt fine. Yeah he was a little, okay a lot, bummed that he couldn't dance with the others, but his heel didn't feel nearly as bad as everyone else was making it out to be. When he noticed that something was really up with tae, he had to speak about it.

"Tae? You alright?" Jungkook asked, side eyeing to look at him while getting his hair and makeup done.
"Yeah it's just...my stomach hurts..." Tae trusted Jungkook enough to tell him the truth.
"Oh, have you told anyone? Namjoon or the manager or?" Tae shakes his head with slight panic in his eyes. Jungkook already knows what's coming, so he tells the hairstylist and makeup artist to stop so he can help Tae. The panic in taes eyes grew as his nausea suddenly got worse. He clasped a hand over his mouth and quickly turned and ran to the bathroom. Jungkook got up and hobbled to follow him. His heel hurt a lot, but he didn't care. He just needed to help Tae. Every staff member he passed tried to stop him but he didn't listen. He just carried on hobbling as fast as he could to tae. He managed to get there just in time, as Tae collapsed in front of the toilet, releasing a stream of undigested food and stomach acid. Jungkook knelt down just behind him, rubbing his back gently. Luckily he only vomited a few times before he stopped, but he was still so worked up that he fell into a panic. He sat with his back against the wall, breath heaving and deep. His eyes looked wide with panic, tears spilling from them.
"Tae. Taehyung, listen to me. Breathe with me taehyung." Jungkook said softly, his hand carefully resting on his shoulder. Tae followed, his eyes still full of panic.

After his panic attack ended he switched to sobbing, feeling generally bad in every way. Both physically and mentally. Jungkook quickly reached out and changes his seat to be sitting next to tae, and hugged him close. His heel hurt, but he didn't care, cause Tae was the one who mattered right now. Tae weakly hugged him back, letting everything out.
"That's it, just let it all out. You'll feel better after." Jungkook said, patting his back. They stayed like this for at least half an hour, just hugging and comforting. The others were starting to wonder what was taking them so long. They heard knocking on the door a few times but they just ignored it.

When Tae was finally ready, they left the bathroom and got back to what they were doing. Jungkook was getting firmly scolded from the staff saying he shouldn't have walked on his foot, but he just drowned it all out and nodded along. He just didn't care. They even got a medic to check it and luckily none of the stitches had come undone. Tae was sat getting his makeup and hair finished, his stomach still grumbling uncomfortably every once in a while. He still didn't tell anyone else about his discomfort, instead opting to just push through. It was their second London date after all. He didn't want to make the show even less enjoyable for fans by having to sit out too. He would just push through this one concert and then he can rest after. But his body had other plans.

He felt hot, but there was nothing he could do about it, because he had to wear the set costume he was told to. He had to tough it out. His sweat caused the costume to chafe uncomfortably, and he started getting itchy. His nausea had returned, and with a vengeance. The moment he started dancing, he knew this wouldn't be a good show, but he had to keep it together at least til the end of the number. Jungkook kept glancing at him from his seat, but he couldn't really see him properly, so he couldn't tell if Tae was ok or not. Tae took as deep breaths as he could, and managed to make it to the end of the number. However he wasn't free yet. They had to stay on stage for the next song. But Tae couldn't hold it anymore.

He walked to the back of the stage, as close to the wings as he could, and the other members were getting confused about what was happening. Tae his behind the box that Jungkooks chair was on, and started throwing up again. Jungkook turned around and was shocked at the sight. He quickly got up off the chair and knelt down to help him. He rested an arm on his back and looked up desperately at the backstage staff, who quickly grabbed him from his arms and pulled him offstage. By now the other members had looked back and got the gist of what happened, so they quickly spoke between them about who would take over taes parts. A staff quickly cleaned up the stage, and told Jungkook to go over to the extended stage where a chair would be waiting for him. He did so reluctantly, looking back, nervous for Tae.

Tae was roughly pulled backstage while the staff were speaking frantically through their headsets. They'd gotten a trashcan and some were helping clean him up. He vomited a few more times before sitting back, breathing heavily. A water bottle was shoved in his face, which he took even though he didn't really want to put anything in his digestive system right now. Next thing he knew he was being shoved back on stage. Disoriented and nauseous, he wandered back on stage, just as the members were doing their interactions. Amongst them, they weren't really sure whether they should address taes brief absence or not. They decide it's best to leave it for now, and move on to the next song.

Tae manages to get through the rest of the concert, taking all his spare moments to hover over a bin anticipating more vomiting. He just wanted to get rid of whatever was making him so sick. Tae breathed a sigh of relief when he collapsed onto a couch backstage at the end of the concert. The staff calls the medic to check him over. They check his temperature, and other basic vitals and come to the conclusion that he has the flu.

All the members went up to him, showering him with question after question, but he didn't answer any of them. He lay there with his hands clasped over his ears trying to lower the sound to ease his pounding headache.
"Tae, are you ok?" Jimin asked after everyone fell silent from noticing taes discomfort.
"Well of course not you idiot." Yoongi replies, looking down at a pale, shaking Tae. It was a sorry sight.
"Let's just get back to our hotel so he can rest. At least the concerts are over now." Namjoon says, parting from the group to go get changed and sort all his stuff out, and the others follow. Some staff help tae get changed and sort out his stuff for him, and lead him to the car to the hotel. He and Jungkook go in the same car, and as soon as Jungkook was in tae rested his head on Jungkooks shoulder. Jungkook rests his head on taes in response, and puts his arm around his shoulders.
"We'll be back soon." He whispered gently to tae, even though tae was so out of it he couldn't pay any attention.

As soon as they get back to the hotel Jungkook sends Tae straight to bed. He helps him get changed into pyjamas and tucks him into bed. He's about to leave before he hears a whine. He quickly rushes to the side of taes bed, worried that he's in pain. When he asks, Tae just reaches out with a pout saying "cuddle". Jungkook looks around apprehensively, before climbing in bed with him and cuddling him tight. The heat radiating off tae made Jungkook feel uncomfortably hot, so I'm a mad moment he quickly rips his shirt off, and cuddles with tae. The skin on skin connection made Jungkook feel a certain way. Out of nowhere, he planted a kiss on the top of his head.

"...I love you."

Oooooook.
To be honest I don't know how I feel about this. It was hard to write and I feel like it's definitely not my best work, but imma publish it anyway cause it would feel a waste to delete it all and start over so imma just leave it. Tell me what you think of it 🤷🏻‍♀️ anyway, I got more chapters and requests to write so see ya in the next one!
안녕!!! 👋🏻