Request by the one and only cutie BtsIsAlways7 ^^
Word count: 1315
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When BTS all catch the stomach flu, they lean on each other for comfort and care. Despite feeling miserable, their bond and love for one another help them get through it together.

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It had started with Jungkook. The youngest member of BTS had been feeling off that morning, a subtle unease in his stomach that made him groan and clutch his abdomen. But as he'd grown used to powering through minor discomforts, he'd pushed it aside, chalking it up to maybe just a bad breakfast or some nerves before their rehearsals.

But by mid-morning, his body was no longer cooperating. He couldn't ignore the waves of nausea and dizziness. At first, he tried to remain calm, brushing it off with a smile whenever the older members looked his way, trying to gauge if he was alright.

It wasn't until he retreated to the couch backstage, the room spinning around him, that he had to admit to himself something was wrong. The queasiness that he had thought was mild had escalated into something more intense, and his stomach churned relentlessly. He curled up on the couch, trying to breathe steadily, though it was no use—he soon found himself running to the bathroom, the stomach flu hitting him full force.

He barely made it to the toilet, barely able to hold back the contents of his stomach as it turned itself inside out, retching violently into the bowl. His whole body trembled with each wave, beads of sweat dotting his forehead. He sat on the cold tile floor afterward, breathing heavily, wishing he could just disappear. He hated being sick, hated feeling weak.

"Jungkook? You alright?" The soft voice of Jimin cut through the haze of discomfort, and the door creaked open to reveal the concerned face of the oldest member. Jin's brow was furrowed, clearly worried.

Jungkook only managed to give a weak wave, unable to respond properly. Jin's eyes softened as he knelt down next to him, a hand gently brushing back Jungkook's sweat-slicked hair.

"Don't worry, Kookie. We'll take care of you." Jin's voice was gentle, soothing, a promise wrapped in tenderness.

It wasn't long before the rest of the members filed into the small bathroom, each one of them looking uncomfortably flushed or pale. Namjoon, the leader, was holding his stomach, his face drawn in discomfort. V had his hand on his own abdomen, eyes unfocused, while Hoseok and Yoongi both looked exhausted and pale. They were all sick, every one of them, and the realization hit Jungkook like a ton of bricks. They had all caught the stomach flu.

"Seems like we're all in the same boat," Yoongi muttered dryly, clutching his stomach. "Guess we're having a sick day, huh?"

Jungkook, despite his nausea, managed a soft smile at his older hyungs. "Sorry..." he whispered hoarsely, his voice weak from retching earlier.

"Stop apologizing," Namjoon said, his deep voice a bit strained. "We're a family. We'll all take care of each other."

The afternoon passed in a blur of soft murmurs and quiet exchanges as the members all slumped into various positions around the dorm. There was no energy to do anything beyond rest and support one another. Jungkook had been the first to be struck by the illness, but as the hours went by, each member seemed to become a little more unsteady. Their stomachs churned, and it didn't take long before they found themselves rushing to the bathroom in various states of distress.

It wasn't pretty—there was nothing glamorous about being sick with a stomach bug. The vomiting was relentless, and each of them felt like their energy was being drained with every harsh retch. They moved through the motions as best they could, helping one another without complaint.

At one point, as Jungkook shakily made his way back to the couch, he found Taehyung curled up there, his face pale as he nursed a cup of ginger tea. "Kookie," Taehyung rasped, his voice barely audible. "You okay?"

Jungkook felt a pang of sympathy for his hyung. Taehyung was always so bright and full of life, and seeing him this weak, barely able to lift his head, made Jungkook's heart ache.

"I'm... okay, I think," Jungkook mumbled, sinking down next to him. "Just tired."

"You should sleep," Taehyung said softly, though he too seemed barely able to keep his eyes open. "I'll stay with you."

Jungkook nodded, his body aching for rest, but he felt comforted by the thought of Taehyung beside him. Slowly, he lay back against the cushions, his body trembling with exhaustion. The warmth of Taehyung's hand on his arm was grounding, and it was enough to help him drift into a fitful nap, his body still fighting the sickness in small waves.

Jin had taken on the role of caregiver for everyone. He wasn't exactly the one who enjoyed being the nursemaid, but something about seeing his brothers suffering so much tugged at his heartstrings. He fetched ginger tea, water, and towels for everyone, trying to make sure they stayed hydrated despite their protests.

"You have to drink, Hoseok," Jin said gently, trying to coax some water into the rapper's dry lips. Hoseok's face was flushed, his brow slick with sweat, but he obediently took the sip of water. He made a weak noise of gratitude.

"I'll be fine, hyung. You're so tired... go rest."

Jin shook his head, his lips forming a small, soft smile. "I'll be fine if I know you're okay." He reached over to adjust the blankets around Hoseok, pulling them higher up his chest as Hoseok laid back against the couch. "Just try to rest, alright?"

Hoseok closed his eyes, his voice a soft whisper as he muttered, "Thanks, Jin... You're the best."

Meanwhile, Yoongi had curled up on the floor, his usual grumpy demeanor replaced with a rare vulnerability. He hated being sick, hated feeling out of control, but his body felt like it was shutting down. His stomach churned again, and he let out a groan of discomfort. He hated the weakness, but he hated the thought of bothering anyone even more.

But despite his quietness, Taehyung was there almost immediately, rubbing Yoongi's back in slow circles. "Hyung, you're okay," Taehyung murmured, his voice soft and steady. "Just breathe."

Yoongi barely nodded, but the touch of Taehyung's hand was reassuring, and for the first time in hours, Yoongi let himself relax a little. There was something deeply comforting about being cared for by his younger members.

As the night wore on, the group had made their way to the living room, where everyone was sprawled across the floor or the couches. Jungkook was still feeling weak, his body covered with a blanket, but the overwhelming feeling of his brothers around him kept him at ease.

"Do you guys think we'll be better tomorrow?" Jimin asked from his spot on the couch, his voice small, his stomach still aching.

"I don't know, Jimin-ah," Namjoon replied with a sigh, his hand gently pressing against his abdomen. "But we'll be here for each other. We'll get through it together."

The words were simple, but they carried so much meaning. The members of BTS had always been a family, through every high and low. And even in this moment of discomfort, they were proving it.

Jungkook smiled weakly, looking around at his brothers. There was a warmth in his chest that he couldn't quite explain, but he knew that no matter how miserable he felt, the love they shared would be enough to make him feel safe.

"Thanks for taking care of me," Jungkook said softly, his voice rough from the hours of sickness.

Taehyung, still sitting next to him, reached out and ruffled his hair gently. "Always, Kookie. We'll always take care of you."

Jungkook felt his heart swell with gratitude, his exhaustion slowly giving way to peace. The night passed in quiet murmurs of comfort and soft reassurances. No one was fully better, but they were all taking the time to rest and recover together.

And in the silence that stretched between them, one thing was certain: no matter how sick they felt, the love and care they had for one another would always be their greatest strength.

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