BTS sickfics

Taehyung: Appendicitis

⚠️TW: Emetophobia (mentions of sick)

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"Lets run that one more time," Hoseok said after reviewing the music video footage, unhappy with his performance. A few members sighed as this was the 4th time he said that.

Taehyung POV:
I sigh, standing up to perform the dance once more. As I walk over to the stage, I am hit with an unexpected sharp pang of pain in my lower abdomen. I shrug it off and begin the dance. The harder I dance, the harder the pain. I finish, trying my hardest to not wince at the pain.

Hoseok is finally satisfied with his dance and we could all go home.

The car ride back wasn't great. It was a 30 minute drive back to the dorms, and by the 20 minute mark, I began to feel a bit queasy, unsure whether it was from the car ride itself, or the previous stomach cramps. I shut my eyes until we reached our destination before hobbling out of the car. Thats when one of the team members first noticed.

"Are you alright Tae?" Jimin asked me as I regained balance.

"Yes, just a bit woozy from the car ride," I say, not trying to raise suspicion.

Jimin understood, because it was normal for me to get carsick.

We headed inside and Jin started getting dinner ready while the rest of us washed up. I quickly headed to the bathroom, hoping that a shower would ease my pains a bit. I got undressed and turned the shower handle to warm. Bitter cold rushes through my body, causing me to shiver, before feeling hot water encapsulate my body in warmth. I let out a sigh and shut my eyes. A few minutes later, I feel a pain jab my stomach, followed by an even sharper pain, causing my to double over in pain. I wince and slowly straighten my body. I feel lightheaded and hold onto the wall for support. After gaining strength, I shut off the water and dry myself off. I put on some clean pajamas and decide to lay down a bit before dinner to hopefully relieve the pain.

(30 minutes later)

I wake up to Jin calling me down for dinner, surprised that I fell asleep. Slowly, I get up and am welcomed with a cramp so painful I almost fall over. I calm myself, head down to eat, but decide to not tell the group, hoping to not worry them because of the upcoming show we have.

I look down at my plate and a wave of nausea washes over me. Despite the lack of appetite, I start eating. Half way through, I gag- luckily nobody noticed. I scarf down the rest and quickly excuse myself. I walk up the stairs and as soon as I am out of their sight, I sprint to the bathroom and lock the door behind me. The second I open the toilet lid, everything I had just eaten is emptied out within minutes. When I think I have finished, I lay back against the wall and begin to wipe my mouth before launching myself forwards to let out another heave. I had already emptied my stomach so only burning bile came up. I shed a few tears in pain and pray nobody heard me. I get up, a bit dizzy, and wash up a bit before heading back downstairs. Everyone seemed normal, so I assume that they didn't hear me.  I say I am tired and am going to sleep.  The members aren't happy that I wasn't helping clean up dinner, but let me go to sleep, given how exhausted I looked.  I thanked them and said goodnight.

The next morning, I wake up feeling extremely sick.  I dragged myself downstairs and forced some breakfast into me.  I was only able to finish half before excusing myself from the table, just like yesterday.  I ran upstairs and emptied my stomach again.

(Time pass)

After cleaning up breakfast, we head out to the van to drive to the studio. I am now feeling worse than ever. My stomach cramping, head throbbing, feverish body, nausea all throughout my body. We climb in and start driving. I try and get some rest, but the car was too loud, which made my head throb even more.