Requested by @KawaiiFries
Platonic Taejinkook (mostly)
Warning: throwing up
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If there was a sound that Tae hated more than anything, it was the ticking of the clock reminding him that this was yet another night where he couldn't sleep. Usually those were days when he had eaten too much and his eyes just refused to close.
Today, however, was a different story. He was really tired, but he couldn't sleep due to the annoying coughs which took so much energy from him.
He was exhausted.
His head throbbed, a slight warmth to his forehead making him shake. Tae knew he had a fever but he was too tired to get up and take medicine. It would go away eventually, he told himself. He was probably a bit delirious to be honest.
But the persistent coughing and chest pain was driving him nuts. Add on top of that some warnings from his body that he might heave his dinner all over the bed, and he was about to go completely crazy.
His nose kept dripping, he kept sniffling, the cycle went on and on. Tae didn't want to live on this unfair planet anymore.
The clock kept ticking.
Tae coughed again. His upper body was so exhausted that sitting up left him gasping for air. A cold sweat came over his back and suddenly he was shivering. Sweat dripped down from his soaked hair. He let his body heave as much was possible, suddenly not caring if he threw up onto his lap.
He couldn't exactly register when it was that acid rose up his throat, but he did remember trying to swallow it, doing anything to not do it. He hated throwing up. Only when he swallowed it, the jet stream came back stronger than ever and all of a sudden, he was upright, emptying his stomach's contents onto his bedsheets. It smelled terrible. Taehyung didn't know how he was supposed to clean it up in the state he was in.
He was exhausted.
So he did the only thing he could do, and that was cry. Fat tears ran silently down his face, as the puke soaked through the sheets in front of him.
"Tae? Are you alright? I heard you-" Jin said as he stood right outside the open door, wide-eyed. He walked closer to Tae after seeing what had happened.
"Hey, it's okay. Hyung will take care of you TaeTae." Jin rubbed the second maknae's back.
And he did. Jin wrapped a clean blanket around Tae's legs and walked him over to the bathroom. He got him a glass of water, making sure it wasn't too hot or too cold. While Tae sat crumpled in the bathroom, Jin stripped the covers on the bed and started taking them to the laundry room.
That's when he bumped into Jungkook. The maknae's eyes widened as he saw what the sheets were covered in.
"It's Tae, can you go be with him? He's sitting in the bathroom." the eldest hurried away before Jungkook could say anything.
Jungkook found Tae, indeed in the bathroom, face pale and with shaking hands. He was shivering non-stop.
"Hyungie..." he murmured. The maknae reached out to hug Tae, but the other man pushed his hands away.
"Don't. I have puke all over my pants, and plus, you'll get sick." the second maknae's voice was strained.
"I'll-I'll get you some new clothes then!" Jungkook said with a faint smile. He decided to also make Tae's bed so the second maknae wouldn't have to go to another room to sleep.
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