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Tae- For Attetion?

I just wanted to say, if any of these fics seem similar to others, then it's a coincidence or I got inspired by others, so please don't yell at me!( ͡ಥ ͜ʖ ͡ಥ)

Lol, I just re-read this. I wheezed. Wtf did I write. It's not that bad, but still, lol.
Should I rewrite it?

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"You know Tae, just because Hobi isn't feeling well, you don't have to pretend like you're sick just for attention!", Jimin yelled at Taehyung, who was at the edge of spilling some tears.
Everybody shot their head up and looked at Taehyung who was left speachless. He never got yelled at from Jimin. Sure sometimes when the little Mochi was really mad, but that only if Tae did something really bad to upset him.

The other members attention was now fully on Taehyung who didn't bring out a word. Not like he didn't want to. His throat was very sore and it hurt really bad. Everytime he tried to speak, his throat began burning and his head began aching. "I-I..." Taehyung tried to say something, anything, but he couldn't. He was in too much pain. "Tae, Jimin is right. We all know that you're faking it. We all know that you love the spotlight, but now is the wrong time. Hobi hyung isn't feeling the best and you know that.", Namjoon said in an angry voice.

Taehyung looked at the couch, just to see a curled up Hobi lying there and snoring peacefully.
The other members were now minding their own buisness. Jimin went back to the couch and sat there. His facial expression showing nothing else than anger.

Taehyung couldn't really understand why the others were thinking that he was faking it. Sure our little TaeTae loved the attention from the other members, but he would never put himself in the spotlight when someone else was obviously not feeling alright.

Taehyung moved away from the spot he had been standing on for the past minutes. He slowely made his way back to his room while supporting himself on the wall. He felt really dizzy and sick, but he didn't want to run to the toilet, so he just held it back. He didn't want the others to belive that he's going this far, just to have their attention (by that I mean vomiting).

A few minutes have passed, which felt like hours for Taehyung. The pain got worse and with every breath he inhaled, the more he began having the feeling to just vomit. He silently made his way to the bathroom, closing and locking the door. He immediately fell to his knees and vomited yesterdays meal out of his body.
His stomach was not showing any signs of stopping soon.

"Hey, Tae? Foods almost ready, you should get out!", Jin said in a very happy tone. "I-It's okay. You guys eat without me, I'm not h-hungry!", Taehyung barely spat out of his mouth. "Are you sure?", Jin asked, his voice now sounding concerned "Tae, is everything alright?" " Y-Yeah! I'm fine, don't worry! Ho-How is Hobi hyung doing?" "He's getting better, he got his appetite again, so he'll be fine. Just a running nose.", at this point, Tae could just plop to the floor every moment, but he kept himself together and opened the door. Jin wasn't in sight anymore, so he made his way to his room as fast as he could.

He immediatley plopped down on his bed, his body temperature rising. He was really hot by now, it felt like he's burning up.
A few miutes have passed and Taehyung was just feeling worse. He tried to sleep, but couldn't because of his headache. It felt like someone was hitting him over and over again.
After a while Tehyung finally managed to fall asleep. It was hard since he was very hot and sweaty.

Jin made his way back to the others where they were eating their dinner. "I'm glad you're doing better", he said to Hobi with a little smile on his lips. "By the way, where's Taehyung? I haven't seen him since this morning.", Yoongi sounded concerned as he asked for the babyboy. "He said that he's not hungry.", Jin answered, his voice now sounding concerned too. "What if he really wasn't pretending to be sick?", Yoongi said with guilt written on his face.

"Someone should probably go check up on him", Jin now finally said. His eyes were staring directly into Jimins and Namjoons soul. "And it'll be you two!". "Why us?!" Jimin almost yelled out, immediately regreting it. "Because you little dumb trucks told him that he was probably faking it. Now look what you did.", Jin said in a very angry voice. "Well, he obviously is!", Jins glare now sharpened as Namjoon spat out these words. "GO. AND. FIND. OUT!", Jin yelled at them, almost throwing a knife at the two.

Jimin knocked at Taehyungs door. He didn't reply, so he knocked again. This time no one opened nor said anything again, so Jimin and Namjoon just went in. "Hey, Tae?", Namjoon said as he tried to talk to Tae. He was just lying in his bed, not responding. Jimin then went to check up on him, when he was met with a sleeping Taehyung. He touched his forehead and widened his eyes in disbelief. Taehyung was burning up. Not only that, he was also sweating like crazy. Jimin felt so guilty. "We're so dumb! What's wrong with us?!', Jimin got so emotional for accusing the poor boy of something that wasn't his fault.

Jimin's vision got blurry as tears began to roll down his cheek. Namjoon stood there in shock. Both of them were feeling so guilty. They knew that this was their fault. A slight movement then came from the bed. Suddenly Taehyung shot his head up, running to the toilet. He fell on his knees, puking out whatever he had left in him. Surely these weren't the same symptoms as the one that Hobi had. Taehyung's were much worse.

Jimin and Namjoon ran towards the toilet. Jimin kneeled besides Taehyung to comfort him. "I'm so sorry Tae! I didn't mean to- I just- I- I'm sorry!", Jimin cried out. Taehyung didn't really realize what was happening. His head was now resting on Jimins shoulder. Namjoon came towards them and picked the almost sleeping Taehyung from the floor. He dragged him to his room, so they could go clean up Taehyung's room. It was full of tissues and he had to change his bedsheets as they were soaked in sweat.

"I am so going to punish you for doing this to our baby!", Jin suddenly stood in the doorway looking at the sick little baby who was lying in front of him. Jimin and Namjoon were really mad at themselves for being such brads. "I'm sorry, Tae.", Namjoon whispered into Tae's ear as he cuddled him. "How about the both of you take care of him for now, huh? It looks like a cold", Jin said jokingly, knowing that this was something worse than just a cold.

~ A little later ~

Tae felt his stomach twisting again. He opened his eyes, looking around the room. It was pretty dark. He just realized that he was in Namjoons room. He tried to stand up so that he could go to the toilet if needed, but felt someone hugging his waist. He tried to stuggle out of the grip. "Hyung...", he desperately tried to wake up the sleeping Namjoon. "Feel.. sick...", he tried to push him off of him and succeeded. Namjoon jumped up as he heard the word sick. He got up and ran towards the toilet, only to see Taehyung throwing up. "Tae, baby. You're okay.", Namjoon tried to assure the boy. "You're going to be fine, hun.", by now he was kneeling besides Taehyung, drawing circles on his back. Tae puked two times after that.

Namjoon picked his little baby up and layed him on his bed. He heared a knock on his door and opened it. There stood a very tired Jimin. "Can I sleep with Tae and you? Just wanna make sure you're alright.", ChimChim asked. Namjoon didn't say anything as he just let him in. "He just threw up again.", he said only to see a frowning Jimin.

"Poor baby. Why are we so dumb?", Jimin asked wirh a worried tone. He was close to tearing up. Namjoon not wanting to answer that question just layed beside Tae and took him into a tight embrace. "I love you, guys."

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OH MY SHITS WHAT IN THE MAXIMUM VAGIGI WAS THIS GARBAGING RUBBISH TRASH. HOW- WHA- READING THIS TRASH 3 YEARS LATER MADE ME CRINGE BIG TIME. WHAT WAS THAT. IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL. SHIT. DAYUM. MAN. I NEVER READ STH THIS EMBARRASSING EVER. SHIT. Man. THANK GOD I FOUND AO3 I CAN FORGET THIS EMBARRASSMENT.

I sure hope you guys enjoyed this Story. It's pretty late and I'm very tired, so if you want me to write a second part I'll gladly write it! The ending of this one is weird, I'm sorry about that! You can leave as many comments as you want, just no bad ones!💜

(Oh jeezella I hope the frickin fruck u didn't enjoy any second of this trashy bashy shit. Man that's embarrassing)