bts sickfics [completed]

Hoseok | Flu Pt.3

The first thing Namjoon heard when he woke up was loud cries for the second morning in a row. He sprang out of the bed when he realised that Jungkook was wailing in a high tone. That was when he saw the splatters of puke all over the little Jungkook and the bedsheets.

He peeled the sheets away and gently pushed Jungkook's hair back before picking him up and putting him on one shoulder (you know like parents do with babies I can't explain it any better). He rushed out of the room to the bathroom, too stressed to worry about the additional retching that came from the bedroom.

Hoseok heard the wailing and rushed back into the room he slept in. He didn't see Jungkook so he assumed Namjoon had taken him away, but he saw Seokjin sat up in the bed with a hand over his mouth, clearly about to throw up. From the significant amounts of vomit down his front, Hoseok could tell that he already had.

"Shit, uhh, I'll take you to a bathroom," he said hurriedly before scooping him up in a swift motion (Jin was extremely light for someone with shoulders like that). He kicked the door open and practically ran down the hallway to the bathroom that Namjoon wasn't in with the little.

Hoseok kicked that door open too, only to find Yoongi barely hanging onto the toilet seat, a few millimetres away from unconsciousness.

"Fuck!" Hoseok yelled, and before he could think through any other options, Jin made a distressed sound of warning before emptying his stomach's contents down Hoseok's back.

Hoseok tensed up and was about to throw hands, but then he realised that was probably the worst thing to do at that moment. So, despite his complete and utter disgust, he took Seokjin back to the bedroom and placed him on the part of the bed that survived the damage.

Hoseok took great care in undressing the sleepy eldest member, partly because he didn't want to get any more puke anywhere, partly because he had no caregiver attributes whatsoever.

Hoseok then removed his own ruined shirt, and as he did, he heard Seokjin mutter,

"Hobi, when this is all over, you have permission to throw up all over me,"

Hoseok chuckled quietly before leaving the room, promising that he will come back after Jin whined softly.

He ran downstairs two steps at a time and threw the disgusting clothes and bedsheets into he washing machine. He turned around and saw what he was definitely not expecting to see.

Yoongi was sat halfway down the stairs, staring at Hoseok with wide, glossy eyes. His hair was a mess and his cheeks were bright red, and his arms were tightly around his abdomen.

"Yoongi, what happened?"

Yoongi shakily replied, sounding as if he were on the verge of tears,

"I... I threw up. Wanted- wanted to get to y-you,"

A tear escaped his eye and ran down his feverish cheeks as he sniffled. He continued to stare at Hoseok with what he would describe as 'puppy eyes' (even though Yoongi's eyes resembled more of a cat's).

Hobi rushed up the stairs to his hyung and put an arm around his shoulders, whispering,

"Let's get you back to bed, okay?"

Yoongi nodded weakly and let Hoseok pick him up in a bridal carry. Hobi was wondering how many times he was going to have to pick up his members, when he passed Jimin in the hallway.

"Jimin! Oh my God, you're okay, that's good, I thought-"

Jimin looked at Hoseok quizzically and asked,

"What do you mean, I'm okay? Is everyone else not?"

"Well, come and see for yourself," Hoseok said hopelessly as he nudged the door of his and Jimin's room.

Namjoon had come back with Kookie, who was still crying his eyes out on Jimin's bed. Jin was passed out on Hoseok's bed still, which was a relief. Hoseok put Yoongi down next to Jin, who stirred slightly and wrapped his arms around Yoongi. Yoongi looked slightly startled at the sudden contact, but settled down anyway.

Hoseok walked back to Jimin who stood in the hallway, shocked at how many of them were sick.

"I'll go get Tae and put him here too," he said before he dashed off.

"Can you get the medicine tray too, Jiminie?" Hoseok called back.

Now that the two eldest were asleep, Hoseok approached Namjoon and asked what happened.

Namjoon sighed and rubbed the back of his neck,

"I woke up and Kookie was crying. I realised that he threw up like, everywhere, so I took him to the bathroom. He threw up a bit more and I got him some new clothes afterwards."

Hoseok took note of the soft blue jumper and black shorts that Kookie was now wearing. Kookie whined and held his hands out to Namjoon, who embraced him again.

"Namjoon, are you okay to look after him until this is all over? Jimin and I have to look after the others," Hoseok asked. Namjoon nodded and stroked a hand through Kookie's hair.

Jimin burst back into the room, tray full of medicine and crackers in hand, with Taehyung behind him. Taehyung stumbled into the room and instantly curled up with Kookie, who slowly stopped crying.

Jimin, Namjoon and Hoseok watched as the four sick members slowly fell asleep entangled in each other's limbs.

Jimin sighed and ran a hand through his hair,

"What have we gotten ourselves into now?"

His two hyungs looked just as lost as him as they gathered up tissues and strewn about clothes, as Seokjin had decided that his shirt was too hot while he was dosing off. (oooo Jin's abs)

"I guess we'll stay in Yoongi and Jin's room," Hoseok said, gesturing to Jimin. Jimin looked at Namjoon, mentally asking if he would be okay in a room on his own.

Namjoon smiled softly and said,

"And I'll stay in my room. It's closer to here but I'll wake you if anything happens,"

Hoseok and Jimin smiled, thankful for their leader, before retiring to their room until something else went wrong.