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crystalsnow95z · 9 months

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Sickie: Namjoon with stomach flu (vomit, fever)

Caretaker; mostly Yoongi and Jin

"Let's do one more run-through before the real thing tomorrow." J-hope's voice echos in the empty stadium. Namjoon was still trying to catch his breath from them doing idol, deciding where they would gather to do the chorus.

"Namjoon-ah are you okay?" Jin asks, rubbing the back of the rapper's neck. "You want some water? You seem really tired today."

Namjoon takes the water gratefully. "Yeah, I'm still jet lagged, that's all. I'll be fine by tomorrow. I'll just go to bed early tonight."

Namjoon struggles through the choreography, feeling nauseated. (I should've eaten something on the plane..) He was glad they weren't taking it seriously. Only trying to get the positions correctly, his smaller movements going unnoticed.

"Well done, everyone!" J-hope bows to the backup dancers, the other members doing the same, except for Namjoon who only bows his head.

"Are you okay, Joon-ah?" Yoongi asks. "You're looking pale."

"Yeah, I just need to eat. My stomach hurts." Namjoon rubs his gurgling stomach. "I didn't eat much before we left Korea, and I didn't eat on the plane."

"We'll eat soon. I'll ask staff to order us something while we're on our way." Yoongi leads Namjoon to one of the cars.

"What's wrong with Namjoonie hyung?" Jungkook asks when he notices Yoongi leading him.

"He did the practice on an empty stomach." Yoongi answers for him while Namjoon yawns.

"Aigoo, practicing on an empty stomach is the worst. Do you want to chew on some gum? It helps my stomach when I'm hungry." Taehyung takes out the some gum from his bag. He had made a habit of packing it when they travel to keep his ears from popping on planes and to have something on lengthy practice days.

Namjoon takes it, the mint gum helping to soothe his sour stomach. "That's actually a lot better, thanks."

Taehyung smiles. "No problem, hyung."

Back at the hotel, they all gathered in Namjoon's hotel room to eat, practicing their French for the upcoming concert.

"merci army.." J-hope does a fake head bow to the imaginary crowd, filling his stomach with local cuisine.

"Merci beaucoup." Taehyung makes a cheek heart.

"What's bea..ucoup..?" Jungkook asks.

"It's kinda just.. a more grateful, bigger thank you." Taehyung explains the best he can.

"You're just trying to show off your French skills." Jungkook pushed his shoulder playfully.

"I'm not." Taehyung says taking another bite of food.

Namjoon only ate about half as everyone else, but no one seemed to notice. He was sure to grab a piece of meat when Yoongi or Jin looked at him popping a piece in his mouth.

His stomach started to ache again after eating. (It might just be that I'm not used to the food, and it's on the greasy side.) Namjoon lies to himself. He couldn't admit he was sick. Not when he had three concerts to do.

"How do you say make some noise? Do you know?" Yoongi asks Taehyung.

"Ah.. I don't know.." Taehyung looks it up on his phone.

"faites du bruit."

The phone speaks in a robotic voice. Taehyung plays it again before trying to mimic it, Yoongi joining in.

While the others were distracted, Namjoon took his chance to go to the bathroom, his stomach trying to urgently push out his dinner, mouth pooling with sick.

He quickly turns on the sink to try to cover up the sound, gagging as quietly as he could into the tolietbowl, holding it tightly as another mouthful of mush splashes into the water.

Namjoon continued to try to handle the situation on his own, despite his desperate desire for Jin to rub his back or Yoongi to encourage him it'll be over soon.

When Namjoon finally finishes, he feels shaky on his feet. (That was awful..) He groans softly holding his sore abdomen, brushing his teeth to get the taste out of his mouth.

"Namjoon-ah." He heard the voice of Jungkook from the other side of the door. "Are you finished? I really need to use the bathroom.

"Uh..yeah, one second." (Sh*t..) Namjoon quickly flushed the toliet, opening the door for Jungkook, hoping the air vent got rid of enough of the sickly scent in the air.

Namjoon spits into the sink. "All yours Kook." He leaves to sit back by J-hope contemplating how he'd get the six out of his room so he could lay down without making them suspicious.

"Namjoon-ah you look pale, are you okay?" J-hope reaches for Namjoon, touching his forehead.

"I'll be fine. I'm just tired. We practiced for hours after a 11 hour flight.. We should all get to bed early." He tried the direct approach first.

"It's only 9:30." Jungkook points out with a pout.

"It'll take you at least an hour after laying down to go to sleep." Jin counters. "At least go lay down in your room."

"I'm tired too." Yoongi states with wide mouth yawn.

Jungkook doesn't argue, gathering his stuff. "Alright, hyung. I'll go to my room."

Everyone gathers their things to leave, going to their rooms, except Yoongi.

"Namjoon-ah here." Yoongi shoves a twin pack of medicine bottles into his hand one for day and one for night. "I asked staff to buy this for you.."

"Flu medicine? But i said-"

"Namjoon-ah I've known you for years. Cut the bullsh*t. I know you aren't feeling well, and your excuses won't work on me. Just take it."

Namjoon smiles softly. "Alright.. thank you Yoonie-hyung.."

"You need to tell me and Hoba if you're feeling up to this tomorrow. Don't try to push yourself harder than you can handle. Okay? We can figure this out together. Don't try to handle it all on your own." Yoongi squeezes Namjoon's shoulder.

"I just don't want to disappoint army. It's been five years since we performed here.." Namjoon couldn't promise he wouldn't try anyway, and thankfully Yoongi didn't ask him to.

Namjoon felt better after taking the medicine Yoongi gave him last night. He still felt nauseous when he moved, but it didn't feel like he needed to vomit. The stage check went perfectly, and he managed to convince Yoongi that he was fine. "I can do this.." He whispers to himself as he changes outfits, loosening the belt so it doesn't add pressure to his bloated middle.

"Is everyone ready?" Namjoon asks, rallying up the members. "Let's put on a good show.." He places his hand in the center, the boys hyping themselves up with their chant.

Yoongi led them to the lifts where they would appear, going right into Fire as soon as they reached the stage.

J-hope squeezes Namjoon's hand, wondering if Yoongi told him about last night or if he was suffering from nerves. (We can do this..)

As soon as the stage lights hit him and he started moving to the choreography, he felt like he was actually on fire, feeling his head spin, his jump slower than the other by a mere half second.

The crowd didn't notice that he messed up, but he knew J-hope did, but instead of his usual strict choreography leader look, it was with concern. (I'm sorry..) Namjoon mouthed the word.

As they switched into the next song the painful sloshing in his stomach worsened, relieved that he was holding a mic instead of having a headset to keep his wet burps from being heard. His body was starting to ache, his movements coming out stiff.

(One more song, then we'll do an introduction and change outfits, i just have to hold it until then..)

Namjoon's voice cracks when it comes to his verse, a painful ripple across his stomach making it hard to keep his voice under control. (Sh*t..I can't keep messing up..) Namjoon's guilt just made his stomach knot, amplifying the pain.

He felt his stomach lurch, pushing up the salad he had for breakfast, so he had at least something in his system. He swallows it back down, grimacing at the foul taste as it slides back down. (Not here.. please not here..)

Namjoon felt worse as he continued, already drenched in sweat without even being halfway through the concert. He pushed himself harder just to keep up with the others.(I need to take some more medicine..) the only thing that kept him going was the fans chanting his name..

"1..2..3.." Namjoon bows with the others, saying their hellos, working their way down the line.

"Hyung, you're already soaked in sweat, slow down.." Jimin whispers to him.

"I will..The next songs are slower. I'll be fine.."

Namjoon was far from fine.

(My head is splitting..) Namjoon swayed as he walked around the stage, unable to bring himself to bounce around like the others. Yoongi went up to him, hugging him from behind. "Namjoon you need to go off stage.. You're getting worse.."

Namjoon shakes his head, not thinking rationally. His mind was set on one thing and one thing only. Not disappointing the fans who screamed loudly for him when he sang his verse.

"You need to stop, i shouldn't have let you perform tonight." Yoongi tells him in a stern tone, like a father scolding theit child, mixed with worry."I mean it, Namjoon. Get off the stage. Now." Yoongi turns him to face the steps. (He's not looking well at all.. he's gonna vomit. I know it..)

Namjoon's eyes widen at Yoongi's tone, mistaking it for anger. He usually understood thats just the way he talked, but his mind was clouded from his rising fever. The movement made his stomach churn violently. Namjoon tried to calmly walk off stage, afraid if he moved too fast, he'd lose his breakfast in front of everyone. Seeing him leaving, Yoongi gets back to the song, just barely making it to his part before j-hope finishes his line.

Namjoon felt another wet burp come, the hot sick burning his throat as he runs off the stage swallowing it down once more, looking for anywhere that he could be sick in, but when he goes to the steps to leave the stage, his stomach had other plans, burping up its contents before he even got down two steps.

Yoongi quickly grabs his waist to keep him from falling forward, the pressure setting off Namjoon's stomach once more, spraying green all over the steps. (Fu*k.. sh*t.. I need to get him somewhere private..) Yoongi pulls Namjoon's arm around him, leaning heavily on the railing as he steps down, careful not to slip on the soiled stairs. He could feel the heat coming off of his body.

"Namjoon-ah you're an idiot, why did you continue when you were this sick? You told me you were okay.." Yoongi's scolding came out as a soft whine, feeling guilt for not telling the others. "I need help.. Namjoon got sick on the stairs.." Yoongi calls for help, several staff members coming to his call when they see Namjoon heaving they scatter to find a bin.

(I'm gonna be sick again..) Namjoon clamps his hand over his mouth, trying to stop himself from coloring the floor with more sick. (My heads spinning.. I don't even think I can stay sitting..)

Yoongi grips Namjoon tightly by the shoulder when he feels him falling forward. "I got you..I got you..it's alright Joon, if you make a mess, you make a mess. No one will care. I'll clean it up myself if I have to." Yoongi could feel Namjoon's spine tensing underneath his gentle rubs.

When he hears J-hope singing his verse the guilt sent his stomach over the edge, the sick coming out, dripping down his hand and into his lap.

"Just let it up Namjoon-ah, you'll feel better if you stop fighting it.." Yoongi grabs Namjoons wrist to move his hand from his face.

A staff member places a bin in Namjoon's lap. The sick rapper finally stop fighting it a proper place to throw up in, body trembling as it pushed out everything it had.

"I need water and some towels, please?" Yoongi asks, still holding the wrist of Namjoon.

"We can take care of him while you perform." The staff member offers.

"Yoongi go..I'll be okay.." Namjoon knew he'd regret it if he kept Yoongi down with him, making them two members short.

"I'll go back up after the VCR clip. Let me at least clean you up.. and I need to wait for the stairs to be clean anyway.." Yoongi takes the towel staff brought him, wetting it with the water bottle and wiping off Namjoon's hand, ignoring his stomach clenching. "You're so gross right now.."

"I'm sor..rupp..!" Namjoon's words were caught off by another mouthful of sick.

"I said it's fine. Don't apologize." Yoongi folds the towel up so the dirty side is folded in placing it on the floor. Yoongi lightly scratches down Namjoon's back.

The other members rush down as soon as the lights cut out on stage, searching for the two missing rappers.

"Is Joon okay?" Jin asks, rushing over to him.

"I don't think he can perform tonight.." Yoongi replies, moving away so Jin could take over. "The rap medley is next.. Jungkook-ah, Taehyung-ah? Do either of you know Namjoon's parts well enough to fill in for Namjoon?"

"I know Cypher pt 3 and Ugh! Really well.. but I'm not confident with Tear.." Taehyung answers.

"I'll do tear then. It's last on the list, right? I'll just quickly switch with Taehyungie-hyung. I'll reread it on my phone over and over. I can do it." Jungkook already started searching the lyrics, Taehyung doing the same. J-hope and Yoongi leave to get changed.

Namjoon gasps for breath as his body finally relents, putting an end to the dry heaves, rubbing his sore stomach. "Finally.." Namjoon sighs.

"Here, rinse your mouth Joonie." Jin gently moves the waste bin to the floor, holding the waterbottle to Namjoon's lips. Namjoon takes a mouthful, swishing it around, then spitting it out, taking a few drinks.

"One minute until the VCR ends." Staff alerts them."

"Careful hyung, you might upset your stomach again.." Jimin warns him. "Are you feeling any better?"

"I..I need to lay down.." Namjoon tried to stand, but vertigo hits hard, sending him back in the chair.

"Slow down Namjoonie-hyung, let me help you.." jimin takes both his hands, Jin grabbing him underneath his armpits, gently lifting him to his feet, leading him to his knees.

Jimin puts Namjoons head in his lap, moving the hair plastered from his forehead. "You're burning up Hyungie.. I don't think you'll be doing any more performing.."

"I can..I just need medicine..i..I was fine until it wore off.." Namjoons voice comes out hoarsely, coughing. "I..I have some in my bag.. please Hyung.." Namjoon whines to Jin.

"Alright.. if you're fever goes down before the concert ends you can perform, but the moment anyone suspects your getting worse, staff will escort you off the stage.." Jin couldn't be a hypocrite. He'd performed in terrible conditions plenty of times. He'll have to hear it from Yoongi and the others, but he knew they respected him too much to question his decision.

He could feel Jimin's concerned gaze on his back as he walked away to find Namjoons bag, bringing it to him, measuring out the medicine for Namjoon.

"I'll take full responsibility of him." Jimin promises to Jimin. "I'll even personally take him to the hospital.

"I'm sorry i can't dance for you.. I'm not in the best condition right now.." Namjoon tells the audience as he takes a seat in the chair of reflection. The crowd screams that it's okay. His stomach was still bloated and he still felt shivers running down his spine, but the sound of the crowd cheering his name gave him the strength he needed.

Namjoon pushed his way through the last part of the show, the members constantly coming up to him, squeezing his hand, hugging him from behind, serenading him. He found himself smiling as he rapped, feeling loved.

Jin and Jungkook supported Namjoon on both sides as they left the stage. "We should've told him to leave two songs ago, he's burning up again..poor hyungie.." Jungkook says sympathetically.

"He was doing fine, I'll stay with him tonight. Hoba and Yoongi are going to meet up with staff to see what we're going to do about the other concerts, there's no way he can do two more shows.."

(I can't miss anymore..) Namjoon coughs, unable to get any words out.

"You have to. Army will understand.." Jin tells him gently.

Namjoon didn't care. All he could think about was failing his team and his fans. His stomach tightened, muscles pushing nothing but slimely water gagging it up.

"Woah, Namjoonie!" Jin quickly gets him to his knees, Jungkook rubbing his back.

"It's okay..it's okay.." Jin finds a bin, placing in front as another round of sick pushes up, burning Namjoon's throat.

Tears fill the youngest rapper's eyes as he throws up everything he had left in him. "I fuc*ed it all up.." He sobs.

"Namjoon-ah, it's not your fault you're sick. Baby, don't cry.." Jin tries soothing him by stroking the back of his neck.

Jungkook blinks hard, quickly moving away from Namjoon before he starts crying, too going to the closest hyung for comfort.

"It's okay, Jungkookie. Joonie is just sick and frustrated. He'll get better.." J-hope hugs Jungkook close.

Namjoon's stopped just as suddenly as he started, having nothing left in him. Jin and Taehyung help him to his feet again, wanting to get him to the hotel to wash up and sleep as soon as possible.

As the leave the building, instead of hearing Army screaming their names, they hear them start singing..

"Let’s only walk on flower trails

I can’t say that

Let’s only see good things

I can’t say that either

Saying that there will only be good things from now on

Saying that you won’t get hurt

I can’t say that

I can’t lie like that..."

"That's...my part in 2!3!.. They're singing in korean.." Namjoon was astonished to hear them.

"They want you to know that you can't always have good days, Joon." Jin tells him, smiling when he hears Yoongi singing his verse when he heard them struggling. "They don't care if you can't perform for them. They just want you to be happy.."

Namjoon smiles through his tears, crying now from happiness, joining them for the chorus.

"You'll be okay, Joon.." Yoongi rubs his back, leading him into the car. "Thank you, army!" He shouts out the window, asking staff to stay until they at least make it through the song.