little space to ease your soul. ☆〜（ゝ。∂）
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the younger whimpered as he clutched his tummy as he tried his hardest not to get up or wake up his partner that was knocked out asleep next to him.
he tried and cope with the pain, the headache, adding the fact that he felt like he was going to throw up any minute now. the boy looked straight up at the ceiling, gripping onto the bed sheets as he tried to calm himself down by steadying his breathing patterns.
as much as he reassured himself that it'll be fine and by tomorrow morning he'll be perfect and that he was just overreacting, he felt something coming up his throat.
uh oh.
before he could even think, he quickly got out of bed, not caring if he woke up jimin anymore and dashed as fast as he could to the restroom.
that's when jimin stirred in bed and saw that taehyung wasn't next to him or in his arms. he quickly caught on as he heard coughing and what seemed to be the awful noises of him hurling. the boy quickly got out of bed, still half asleep as he turned on the hallway light seeing that taehyung was bent over the toilet seat.
jimin cringed at the sight and although it was pretty gross, he'll always be there to comfort him at worst times. he knelt down beside him, not saying a work and just rubbed him back for comfort.
"how are you feeling?" the boy spoke up. even though it was obvious that he wasn't in the best state he at least wanted to know if he felt a tiny bit better after throwing up. taehyung only shook his head and let out a tiny whimper making the older heartbreak.
after a couple minutes, taehyung was finally done with throwing up so he flushed the toilet and brushed his teeth, jimin still on the floor, waiting for him.
once he finished he wiped his mouth and looked at jimin with a sad, tired, pout on his face. jimin pouted back at him and took the boy by the hand and to their shared bedroom, turning on the lamp.
jimin sat on the center of the bed, criss cross actually, taehyung doing the same just in front of him.
taehyung's lip quivered, he couldn't hold back his tears any longer, he felt terrible. his head drooped down to where jimin could just see his bangs covering his face. jimin sighed, and placed his left hand on the boys cheek, taehyung immediately leaning into his touch.
he stroked his cheek lightly as his right hand made its way up to the other side of him face, wiping his tears with the pad of him thumb.
the cries only got louder, taehyung choking behind his sobs as he tried to tell jimin how much he was hurting.
"i know, baby. i understand. it's okay, i'm right here, i'll take care of you, no need to worry, mm?" he reassured and pet the boy's hair. the younger nodded and wiped his tears, resting his head on jimin's chest. the older sighed, and wrapped his arms around the taller boy, resting his chin on the top of the boys head.
