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Celebrating #20!!!!! 🥳🎉🥳

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Thank you for making me want to get back into twice

This is how we all end up sick

Sickie: Dahyun

Caretaker: Twice (mostly Sana and Jeongyeon)

A/N: this is a combination of a few requests including one by the lovely @darkstar225

Caution: Emeto

“Can I sit down for a moment? I’m not feeling well all of a sudden.” Dahyun asked, her face paler than normal.

“Go ahead.” Jihyo responded.

“What’s wrong, Love?” Sana asked, leading her to the sofa in the corner.

Mina ran ahead and moved the stuff off of it, and pulled her shoes off once she got there.

“My head’s spinning. And I feel like I’m gonna fall over.” Dahyun mumbled.

“Lay down, you’ll feel better faster. But let me put your hair up.” Sana said, using a hair tie from her wrist to quickly put her hair in a messy bun.

Tzuyu put an a ice pack behind her neck as she laid down, and she realized she was surrounded by the rest of her members. Someone put her feet on top of the armrest, and she groaned in response.

“Sorry, but I don’t want you fainting on me. You can move them once the dizziness goes down.” Momo said.

“Can you drink some water? It may help some.”Jeongyeon said, opening a bottle for her.

“My stomach is swirling too, I don’t think water will help. I think I’ll be okay in a few minutes.” Dahyun mumbled, truthfully she felt minutes away from throwing up everything she’d eaten, although that wasn’t much.

“Hyunnie, if you aren’t feeling well, we’ll figure something out. You don’t need to hop back in if you truly aren’t doing well.” Momo said, getting a few verbal agreements and nods.

“We can Reevaluate in a minute, but you really don’t look like you feel good, Dubu.” Sana ran her fingers through her hair.

Dahyun watched the rest of practice from her location on the couch. The nausea kept growing uncomfortably, and the loud music covered the sound of her rumbling stomach.

Finally her body had enough. She quickly stood on wobbly legs and tried to swiftly move to the bathroom without garnering any attention from the others.

The plan failed miserably when her stomach clenched, sending its contents up her throat.. directly on the practice room floor. Her heart stopped for a moment as she stared at the mess she’d created.

Her eyes immediately filled with tears. She was beyond mortified. The music stopped and her members all crowded around her. Someone thrust a plastic bag in her hands and walked her back to the couch.

Momo’s voice could be heard on her left, but she wasn’t listening, she was still too shaken up to comprehend anything. A hand rested on her back and another on her thigh, while someone else held the ice pack to her forehead.

“Hyunnie, I need you to breathe for me.” Jeongyeon’s voice cut through the chaos.

“Unnie. I’m sorry.” Dahyun started to sob.

“Don’t be. You didn’t have enough time to react. It’s not your fault.” Jongyeon responded, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“You’re okay. It’s just the floor. We’ll get it cleaned. Tzuyu spilled coke on the floor this morning and it’s still sticky over there.” Momo replied.

“I really tried to get to the bathroom.” Dahyun cried.

“I know you did, your poor tummy just had a mind of its own. Breathe, baby. We’ll take care of everything.”

“You’re not mad?” Dahyun sniffled.

“If course not! In all honesty if we had to go over that part one more time, I think my head would’ve exploded.” Sana replied, kneeling down next to her.

“We’re taking care of everything. Just let us take you home and get you a nice bath and into some comfy pajamas, okay?”

“Do you still feel like throwing up?” Momo asked, wrapping her arm around her shoulder.

“I think so, but I don’t know.” Dahyun responded, tearing up again.

“That’s okay. Do you think you can make it home?” Sana asked.

“I’ll try.”

“That’s all I need.” Sana responded, pressing a kiss to her cheek as she sat up.

“I don’t feel good Unnie.” Dahyun mumbled.

“I know, love. Let’s get you home.” Sana said softly,

“Who all is coming?”

“Jongyeon and I. The others are coming home later. Unless you’d like to change something.”

“No no. That’s okay.” Dahyun responded, suddenly sweating again.

“Hey, Dubu, you alright?” Sana asked, scanning her face.

“Think I’m gonna throw up again.” Dahyun whispered.

“It’s okay. We got you, Hyunnie. The room’s been cleared, love. It’s just us and I think one manager.” Sana said softly, putting the bin in front of her.

“Okay.” Dahyun breathed out as a strong cramp rattled through her midsection.

“Poor thing. It’ll be okay.” Momo said gently.

Dahyun leaned forward, her stomach almost pressed to her knees as she tried to quell the urge to vomit. She couldn’t decide if the two hands on her back were helping any or making it worse, so she made no move to stop them. The cold pack was replaced on the back of her neck, but she managed to shrug it off, as it was decidedly too much.

She lurched forward with a heave that was immediately productive. More vomit spilled from her lips, and she hoped the bag was watertight. The round was over with quickly, and she rested her head on Sana’s shoulder.

Momo wiped her face clean, and took the trashcan away.

“Do you feel any better now?” Sana asked, letting Dahyun curl into her side.

Dahyun shook her head, burying it into her shoulder again. She was exhausted, and her stomach still ached. It didn’t help that she still had the vile taste in her mouth.

“I found a mint in my bag, would you like it?” Mina asked, and Dahyun opened her eyes to peer at her.

“You read my mind. Yes please.” Dahyun mumbled, gratefully taking it from the older.

“My poor sick Dubu. Let’s get you home okay?” Jeongyeon said, holding her bag and water bottle for her.

“When we get home, I call dibs on cuddles!” Sana announced.

“This is how we all end up sick.” Chaeyoung sighed.

“I’ll go down with you. I left something in the car anyway.” Nayeon mentioned.

Dahyun nodded, and stood up with her help, giving the mint wrapper back to Mina before being lead out of the room. Once they got in the elevator, Nayeon wrapped her in a hug.

“Do you want me to get you anything before I join you guys back home?” Nayeon asked,

“Maybe some soup or stuff easy to digest.” Jeongyeon said, getting a look of disgust from Dahyun.

“Okay, I’ll find something.” Nayeon giggled at Dahyun’s reaction.

“I still claim first dibs on cuddles when we get home!” Sana announced.

“Bath first.” Dahyun mumbled, removing herself from Nayeon’s embrace as the door opened.

“I like that plan.” Jeongyeon smiled.

The manager had already pulled the car around, and was waiting nearby for them to hop in. Nayeon grabbed her phone charger, and bucked Dahyun in while the other two got themselves buckled in.

“I’ll see you guys later. Let me know if you need anything.” Nayeon waved before closing the car door and heading back to the elevators.

The car ride was pleasantly quiet, Dahyun spending most of it dozing off on Jeongyeon’s shoulder while the older made a mental list of everything she’d need when they got home.

“Let’s get you freshened up.” Jeongyeon smiled as she helped Dahyun get out of the car.

Sana sighed as that meant she had to carry the rest of the bags upstairs. She followed the Duo into the elevator, up to their apartment.

“I’ll go get a bath started, why don’t you rest for a few more minutes while I get everything ready.” Jeongyeon lead Dahyun to the couch while Sana grabbed the bucket just in case.

“Can you lift your head up for me?” Sana asked, gently patting her on the shoulder.

Dahyun nodded and did as requested, letting Sana sit down where her head was. Sana gently led her onto her lap, where she played with her hair and rubbed her back.

“How’s that?” Sana asked gently.

“Unnie…” Dahyun cried, her eyes suddenly watering.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” Sana asked, seemingly as taken aback by the sudden tears as Dahyun herself was.

“I don’t know. I just don’t feel good.” Dahyun cried.

“My poor sick Dubu. It’s okay to cry. You’re so tired, but we’ll get you all cleaned up and back in bed. I’ll take a quick shower too so we can cuddle. Does that sound nice.” Sana said, feeling her forehead.

“Maybe if we can get that fever down, you’ll feel a bit better.” Sana added.

“I don’t think I could keep anything down long enough to do anything, I still feel so sick.”

“That’s okay. We can see how you feel later.” Sana responded.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, Dahyun dozing off on Sana’s lap. Eventually Jeongyeon poked her head out of the bathroom, smiling at the two.

“Bath is ready!” Jeongyeon announced.

“I’ll take it from here, if you’ll go take a quick shower in the other bathroom. I put some clothes in there for you too.” Jeongyeon said as Sana guided the sleepy rapper into the bathroom.

“I’m tired, Unnie.” Dahyun yawned, covering her mouth as it caused her to gag a little.

“You good?” Jeongyeon’s eyes widened.

“I think so.” Dahyun responded

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Dahyun quickly got undressed and slipped into the warm water. She really didn’t care at this point if her unnies saw her without clothes on. Maybe she was just too tired to care. She tucked her chin to her knees as Jeongyeon poured water over her body.

“I’m going to wash your hair, okay?”

Dahyun nodded but didn’t move.

“Can you sit up for me? I don’t want anything to get in your eyes.”

Dahyun sighed but complied, keeping her head tilted up to avoid any runoff from the suds. Jeongyeon massaged her scalp and thoroughly rinsed everything through before applying conditioner. She wordlessly moved on to washing off her body, handing the cloth to her to wipe off any sensitive areas, before rinsing everything off and handing her the face wash and sprayer to wash her face off herself.

“We’re finished. Let’s get you dried off and into some clean clothes.”

Dahyun nodded, standing up with assistance as she was wrapped in a towel and sat on the closed toilet lid. Jeongyeon dried off her hair with a separate towel before wrapping it up. Jeongyeon handed her the stack of pajamas and went to unplug the drain as she changed, purposely looking away.

Dahyun sat back down and started to detangle her hair. The brush was taken from her hand, and product was sprayed on it before it was gently combed through and blow dried. She tried to focus her attention on anything but her stomach.

Eventually she put her hand up to sget the older’s attention as she couldn’t ignore the gnawing nausea any longer.

“What’s wrong, Dubu?” Jeongyeon asked.

“I think I’m gonna throw up.” Dahyun mumbled, leaving a hand over her mouth.

Jeongyeon immediately helped her to the floor, and lifted the toilet lid and seat. But Dahyun still had her eyes screwed shut and a hand pressed to her mouth as she tried to suppress the urge to vomit.

“Relax. It’s safe now.” Jeongyeon said gently, trying to tug her hand away.

Jeongyeon gave up on pulling her hand away and gathered her hair back so it was out of her face, holding it in one hand while the other pulled a clip from the counter. She managed to clip it up and start to run her back while Dahyun tried to delay the inevitable.

Dahyun’s cheeks puffed out as vomit filled her mouth, finally pulling her hand away to let it spill out into the water below. She could hear Jeongyeon’s voice reminding her to breathe.

She tried to breathe but almost immediately she was sick again. She could tell she was getting close to empty, but wasn’t quite there yet. Dahyun let out a few weak gags before the last of her stomach contents came up in a rush of liquid.

“There you go.” Jeongyeon praised.

“I’m done.” Dahyun mumbled, staring at the floor.

“Alright.” Jeongyeon replied, her hand leaving her back as she reached over to grab the washcloth that she’d used earlier.

Jeongyeon wiped her mouth off before closing the lid and flushing. She was sat back onto the closed lid when the door opened.

“I heard her getting sick, is there anything I can do?” Sana appeared at the doorway, still wrapped in a towel.

“I’ve got it under control. Even then, you aren’t much help to me in a towel.”

“But..” Sana protested.

“Finish drying off, and put some clothes on, that would help me out. Then we can get Dubu in bed. But no rush. She wants to wait a few minutes for her tummy to settle.” Jeongyeon responded.

“Okay.” Sana pouted, slowly closing the door.

“Now let’s finish drying you off. Just pretend you wanted a few minutes for your tummy to settle. Otherwise who knows when she’d finish getting ready.”

“I guess it worked. Let’s get this over with. I wanna go to bed.” Dahyun grumbled.

“You’re so cute when you’re grumpy.

“Don’t wanna be cute. Just wanna sleep.” Dahyun pouted, blowing a stray hair from her face.

Jongyeon giggled as she finished drying the rapper’s hair before braiding it and tying it with a hair tie she found on the floor.

“Now it’ll stay out of your face if you feel sick again. But it shouldn’t bother you while you sleep.” Jeongyeon admired her work.

“Mm thanks Unnie.” Dahyun mumbled.

“Come on, let’s get your teeth brushed and you in bed.” Jeongyeon said, holding her hand out to help her up.

Dahyun stood up and trudged over to the sink, washing her hands before tackling her teeth. She probably didn’t brush for as long as she was supposed to but she was too tired and sick to care.

“How’s Dubu?” Sana poked her head in, her hair mostly dried, and most importantly wearing actual pajamas instead of a towel.

“Ready for bed.” Dahyun responded.

“Perfect! I’ve set up the bucket and some water for her. It should be enough until the the others get home.”

“Just threw up so I shouldn’t eat anything for a little while.” Dahyun mumbled.

“Exactly.” Sana agreed, gently guiding her out the door. 

Dahyun slowly shuffled out of the bathroom, down the hallway into Jeongyeon and Mina’s shared room. Jeongyeon ran ahead to pull the covers back for her to slide into.

Sana laid down first so she was against the wall, Dahyun climbing in afterwards. Jeongyeon gently tucked her in, and put her phone on the nightstand nearby.

“I’ll be nearby, but if you need to, you can call me. I’m not leaving the apartment.” Jeongyeon said, getting an incoherent mumble in reply.

“Goodnight girls.” Jeongyeon turned off the light and closed the door.

Sana had already wrapped her arms around her and started to gently massage her tummy. Dahyun adjusted her pillow and almost immediately fell asleep.

She was gently awoken by someone sitting on the edge of her bed, and gently patting her shoulder. She opened her eyes to see Jihyo sitting on the edge, carefully avoiding her legs. There was someone asleep next to her but it wasn’t Sana. It was Nayeon.

“You know, my mom would have just sat on my legs.” Dahyun croaked out.

Jihyo chuckled. “Well I’m not that mean. How do you feel?”

“Where’d Sana go?”

“She went to get Dinner. You’ve been asleep for a while, we’re all getting ready for bed. I’m surprised that didn’t wake you up. She didn’t want to leave, but Nayeon took her spot. She said she’d keep watch, but you see how that turned out.” Jihyo said before adding, “She’s showered, don’t worry.”

“Oh ok. How did I sleep through that?” Dahyun questioned out loud.

“Well, most of it was over text, and I’ve been told it was an elaborate process to switch. Now how are you feeling? Are you up for some soup?”

“We probably could have made it easier, but we didn’t want to wake you.” Nayeon mumbled from next to her.

“I guess. I feel a bit better but not great.”

“You aren’t too warm. Someone was going to heat up some chicken soup we got on the way home. I’ll go tell them you’re ready.” Jihyo responded.

As if on cue, Momo’s head peaked through the door, before she whispered, “Everything’s ready.”

“Dahyun said she’s ready, so come on in.” Jihyo responded, turning on a nearby lamp.

Momo came in with a small tray with a plate and a steaming mug on it and a towel draped over her shoulder. She gave the tray Jihyo before spreading the towel over the bedding and grabbing a few pillows to prop her up with.

“How’s that?” Momo asked, as she placed the tray in her lap.

“Overkill” Dahyun replied.

Momo laughed.

“We’ve got Chicken soup and crackers. The mug was Chaeyoung’s idea.” Momo shrugged.

Momo grabbed the spoon, flashing a devilish smile before starting to feed her. Momo blew on the soup to cool it down before sticking it in her mouth.

“I can feed myself.” Dahyun argued, getting another mouthful of soup into her mouth as she argued.

“Not on my watch!” Momo responded gleefully.

One more force fed spoonful later, Dahyun picked up the mug and started to sip from it. Momo pouted but didn’t stop her. Instead she was trying to feed Nayeon a cracker, who wasn’t trying to cooperate either.

Pretty quickly she put the mug down. A Chill slid down her spine as her body told her she was full. She’d gotten through over a third of the soup, but that seemed to satisfy Momo as she didn’t try to force feed her anymore.

“Finished?” Momo asked.

“Yeah. Just take these, and I’ll leave you alone.” Momo said, handing her some pills and some water.

“Who do you want with you tonight?” Nayeon asked as Momo left.

“I don’t care. Probably Jeongyeon or Mina since I don’t want to kick them both out of their bed. Jeongyeon would probably be happier with that arrangement, but you can ask them” Dahyun shrugged.

Not wanting to disturb Jeongyeon’s sleeping form, Dahyun swiftly got up and speed walked to the bathroom. Fortunately there wasn’t a repeat of the earlier incident, and she was able to get there, turn the lights partly on and lift the seat up without incident.

She waited, the nausea still constantly bubbling up, but nothing happened. She was tired, sick and starting to get annoyed by the whole ‘hurry up and wait’ thing her body decided it was necessary to wake her for. Now she wished she’d woken Jeongyeon up. At least then she wouldn’t be alone.

Dahyun leaned up against the wall and wrapped herself in a towel. She still felt too sick to go to bed, but apparently not sick enough to actually get sick. She let herself doze off.

“Dahyun, sweetie?” Jeongyeon said gently, poking her head in the doorway.

“Hmm” Dahyun hummed.

“Did you get sick again?” Jeongyeon asked, taking a seat beside her.

“No. I wish.” Dahyun sighed, her stomach was still rolling, and she could feel it under her palm.

“Do you want me to stay with you? Or go back to bed?”

“Can you stay with me?” Dahyun asked.

“Of course.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I was worried I wouldn’t get here in time. Plus you looked so cute curled up like that.” Dahyun mumbled.

Jeongyeon frowned, and pressed her palm to her forehead, her cold hand felt amazing on her flushed skin. She whined when she took it away.

“You’re warm again, Dubu.”

“Your hand felt good.” Dahyun whispered.

“Let me get you a cool cloth, that’ll help a bit. Jeongyeon announced.

Dahyun went to remove a stray hair from her neck, accidentally triggering her gag reflex. She let out a harsh gag, feeling a splash of liquid at the back of her throat.

“Woah. You alright?” Jeongyeon said, wringing out the cloth.

“I think so.” Dahyun responded, maybe a bit too quickly as she had to scramble over the toilet as liquid surged up her throat.

Jeongyeon was immediately beside her, rubbing her back and offering soft praises. Dahyun’s throat was still raw from the earlier episodes, and this round did nothing to help. It was over with quickly, and it seemed like the soup was at least partially digested.

“Are you finished?” Jeongyeon asked, readying the cloth.

Dahyun nodded, and Jeongyeon wiped down the flushed skin, wiping off any residue and sweat from her face. She sighed in relief and buried her face in Jeongyeon’s shoulder, too tired to do anything else.

“Poor baby. let’s get you to bed.” Jeongyeon said,

Dahyun was half dragged to the sink and she brushed her teeth and hands before shuffling out into Jeongyeon and Mina’s room. She was tucked into bed, and Jeongyeon joined her, wrapping her body in her arms, careful to not put any pressure on her upset tummy.

They were both awoken hours later by what can really only be described as the typical morning ruckus. Members were shouting over the blender, there were doors constantly opening and closing, and it seemed like they were the last ones awake.

“How do you feel?” Jeongyeon asked.

“Better.” Dahyun responded.

“What is going on out there?” Jeongyeon wondered out loud.

“Are you guys awake?” Tzuyu asked poking her head in the door.

“Yeah, there’s far too much noise otherwise. What’s wrong?” Jeongyeon replied.

“Well…good news, we’ve got the week off. Uhh bad news, Chaeyoung is definitely sick and Mina doesn’t feel great. Also Chaeyoung wants you.”

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This was a fic I chose to write after a friend of mine told me she wished there was more hunger games stuff.

Sickie: Peeta

Caretaker: Katniss

*set post hunger games when things are back to normal and they're married because I like fluff 😊*

Also spoiler alert!!!!

Katniss knew something was off with her husband but she couldn't quite place what. He had seemed off since breakfast, every morning, even since before they got married, he had made her breakfast, but this morning he hasn't even set foot in the kitchen. Not that Katniss cared that he didn't cook for her, she had no problem cooking for them, but she found the behavior strange.

On top of that, Peeta left the house without giving her a kiss goodbye before he left for work, which he had always done, every day without fail.

Peeta was sick, he knew he was sick, he never got sick. He didn't even know how to handle being sick, But the few things he did know:

1. Don't let Katniss know you're sick

2. Don't get Katniss sick

He figured that would be easy enough to do, so he became determined to just stay away from her to avoid getting her sick.

The whole day dragged on, Peeta was tired, achy and couldn't stop sneezing. He wished he had brought an extra handkerchief as the one he brought was unusable.

He trudged through the front door, "Peeta! You're home" Katniss came over to him and went to kiss him, Peeta took a step back, instantly hurt flooded Katnis's face. "Peeta, is everything -"

"heg-tch hgtchh" he stifled the sneezes, a habit he picked up during the games and still couldn't break, Katniss was concerned, she placed a hand on his shoulder, "Peeta, dear, remember what Prim said"

Katniss reminded her husband of what the young girl used to say, "you'll break your ears like that" Peeta nodded, "sorry, old habits die hard" Katniss nodded sadly, she brushed a strand of hair off of his face, only for her fingers to feel the heat radiating. "Peeta, I think you have a fever" Peeta nodded, "you can't get sick" he mumbled, before taking a step away from his wife, "het-chhu hktchhu eht-chhU etChu!" Katniss was happy he wasn't stifling the sneezes, but she was frustrated, why was her husband avoiding her, she didn't care if she got sick, she wanted to take care of him.

"Peeta, can you let me care for you?"

"no! I'm fine" he started to walk away,but got dizzy, causing him to stop and sit down on the couch. Katniss hurried over to him, "Peeta, I know I'm not Prim, but I can do some healer work. Please, let me care for you" Peeta was stubborn as always, but so was Katniss, and he knew that. And Peeta was too sick to try and fight his wife, "okay, but please don't get sick" Katniss kissed his forehead, "i won't" she left the room, coming back a moment later with a few herbs which she mixed water with to turn it into a solution, instructing her husband to drink it. He made a face at the taste, but swallowed it nonetheless.

Katniss took the dish into the kitchen and began preparing tea. She came back and sat next to her husband on the couch, "Peeta-"

"hutchu! Heh-tchu! Ehh-ktchu ktch-cHU"

"oh darling, bless you" she took the towel she had dried her hands on to clean his hands and his face, holding the towel to his nose she softly spoke "blow" Peeta was embarrassed, but did as she instructed, she kissed his temple, "I'll be right back" she went to their room and got a fresh handkerchief for her husband, returning to the couch and handing it to him, just in time for him to muffle two sneezes into it. "the medicine made my nose itch"

"I know dear, but it'll help in the long run" she explained, "why don't you head to bed, once the tea is done I'll bring it to you" Peeta nodded, he trudged upstairs with the handkerchief clasped in his hand, he got upstairs and removed his work clothes, putting on his comfortable pajamas and taking a robe he was given by Haymitch and wrapped it around him, the fever causing the poor sick man to have a chill.

True to her word, Katniss brought the tea to her husband, she settled next to him on the bed, whispering stories to him while he sipped his tea. Once he finished he lay down, head on her lap and arms around her, Katniss gently stroked his hair while he dozed off.

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Hii!! Since you write for Seventeen can I request a SVT Dino snz fic with either Hoshi or Seungkwan as caretaker?? Thank youuuuu!!

Sickie: Dino

Caretaker: Seungkwan and Hoshi

Hello everyone! It has been a hot minute since I've updated. I've been crazy busy lately. But I'm back and will hopefully be more regular with updates.

Chan sighed in annoyance as he stared at his phone. It was the fourth day in a row of high pollen count, but tomorrow was supposed to be the worst.

The past few days he had suffered through an itchy nose, an unending sinus headache, swollen eyes and sneezing, and tomorrow was going to be the worst. He glanced over the count once more as he shut his phone off and curled up in bed.

The next morning he woke up to Seungkwan shaking his shoulder, "Chan, sorry to wake you up, but apparently a few of us got scheduled on a variety show, but no one told us" Chan sniffled, and rubbed his nose, "okay hyung, I'm coming" he covered his head with the blankets, "het-chhu! Httchuh etchU!"

"bless! Are you alright?"

"my allergies are killing me. My nose, eyes, and throat are all so itchy"

"do you need to take the day off? Maybe we can get one of the others to go instead"

"no. I'll be okay"

"do you need allergy medicine?"

"it makes me really tired, so I'll only take it if I absolutely need to"

"I'm sorry kid, hopefully it will be quick."

Seungkwan, Chan and Soonyoung were the ones chosen, Chan was grateful to have the two of them because with their energetic personalities,it would be easier to hide behind.

Upon arrival at the filming location Chan was filled with dread when they informed the group they would be filming outdoors.

Chan could barely breathe through his nose without needing to sneeze. He blew his nose for the last time before the camera started rolling.

The first ten minutes of filming went okay, but then the maknae felt a tickle blossom in the back of his nose. He sniffled and rubbed his nose, but it didn't help, he turned away from the camera, "hktchu Ehh-ktchu ktch-cHU"

"bless you" as the maknae sniffled Soonyoung passed a few tissues to Chan, who shot him a grateful look, once he cleaned his face up he turned back to the camera, his eyes were watering and he knew he would need to sneeze again. "C-hh- can we pause for a second-" Chdn barely gasped before he moved away from the others, "hktchu Ehh-ktchu ktch-cHU hhtchhu eht-chu hktchhu eht-chhU etChu hh,-Ktchu" Seungkwan and Soonyoung quickly rushed over to the maknae, Seungkwan gently rubbed Chan's back. "Can you breathe for me?" Chan sniffled and took a shaky breath, letting out an itchy cough. "Sorry guys"

"it's okay Chan, Soonyoung hyung is trying to get the manager to let us go home" Soonyoung returned giving a thumbs up to Soonyoung, "let's get you home" Chan was so grateful. The car ride home was miserable, he was sneezing into the already soiled tissues and wiping his itchy eyes.

As soon as they got home he took his allergy medicine and lay down, putting a cool cloth over his eyes.

Sorry if it's not great I'm just trying to get back to posting

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Who is your favorite writer on Tumblr and which writer do you think is the coolest irl?

Favorite writer is either @17snifflesandsnzes or @sickiecloud they're both amazing writers and super nice and supportive people. So they're the answer to both questions ☺️

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When your ult finally sneezes and life is worth living again

Seungkwan sneeze from Going Seventeen (Dive Into TTT #1). We finally have a Seungkwan sneeze?! 😭😭😭😭

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Fast Pace (I don't know what's wrong, Baby)

Sickie: Vernon

Caretaker: Seventeen

Fandom

TW: Emeto, allergic reaction, rpf

“You alright?” Woozi whispered into Vernon’s ear as he reached over to grab from the bowl of popcorn on Seungkwan’s lap.

“My stomach’s been unsettled since dinner. Not too bad. I’ll take something in a minute.” Vernon whispered back, careful to not wake Seungkwan.

Woozi nodded and sat down in his chair. His eyes shone with concern but it seemed that he understood he didn’t want to discuss it. He’d take something to settle it once Seungkwan relinquished his hold on his arm.

Honestly, Vernon was worried that if he didn’t take anything soon, it may get worse. He gently roused Seungkwan, telling him he had to use the bathroom. Seungkwan didn’t whine or complain, just turned to his right, turning Hoshi into his cuddle buddy.

Movie nights were less about the movie and more about casually getting them all together outside of ‘work’. They were no rules outside of ‘be there or be square’ oh and Pajamas preferred. They could sleep, they could play on their phones, no one really cared.

Vernon got up and tiptoed to the bathroom. He was glad it was the apartment he lived in so he actually knew where to find the medicine. If it wasn’t, he’d have to ask someone, and he really didn’t want that.

It only took one glance in the mirror to see why Woozi had looked concerned. He definitely looked pale. He pulled up his shirt to find that his stomach was distended and bloated. He’d be fine after some Pepto. He popped the recommended dosage, washed his hands and went back to the living room.

Seungkwan had curled on with his head on Hoshi’s lap, taking over his spot on the couch. Vernon instead found a spot on the floor near between Jun and Wonwoo. Probably a good spot if he had to leave quickly. He could feel Woozi’s gave on him, and gave him a thumbs up.

He leaned against the sofa near Hoshi’s legs. Hoshi ruffled his hair and poked him with his foot. It seemed as if no one noticed anything was wrong. Jeonghan and Minghao were cuddling on a recliner. Seungcheol was asleep in a massage chair. Joshua was asleep against/on top of Dokyeom who was entirely engrossed in the movie. Dino was leaning on Joshua, and Mingyu had found a weird spot between chairs once the leader had kicked him out of the massage chair.

Vernon’s stomach still churned and rumbled but the sounds of a fight scene through the TV speakers make it impossible for anyone else to hear. He lifted the edge of Wonwoo’s blanket and laid beside him, getting no more than a small grunt in response. It was Wonwoo there wasn’t anything else to expect. He was glad he was now sandwiched between two of the least cuddly members so he didn’t have to worry about someone touching his stomach.

The medicine did nothing. Well it helped the heart burn but that’s it. It only took about twenty minutes before he couldn’t take the rising nausea anymore. He got back up again and made his way to the bathroom. Within a minute he was puking. He could see the noodles and meat from dinner and it was disgusting. It didn’t last long though. Within another minute he had flushed and went to go brush his teeth. He’d tell the other hyungs after the movie was over.

He splashed water on his face and went back into the living room again.

“You alright?” Woozi mouthed.

Vernon shook his head. He didn’t want to hide it anymore, plus Woozi doesn’t make a mountain out of a molehill like some other hyungs did. Plus he’d mentioned it earlier.

“What happened?” Woozi whispered.

“I…” Vernon whispered before leaning over a sleeping Jun to get closer, “I threw up, Hyung.”

“Do you feel better?” Woozi asked, looking over at the oldest two members that were still asleep.

“I don’t know.” Vernon replied.

“What are you doing?” Jun grumbled suddenly.

“Sorry I thought you were asleep.” Vernon replied sheepishly.

“Well I was.” Jun grumbled.

“Sorry hyung.” Vernon replied.

“It’s fine. It’s just a bit jarring. Also I can’t see the TV.” Jun replied.

“Sorry Hyung.” Vernon replied, sitting back up.

Vernon pretended to watch the movie. But the constantly moving camera made him dizzy and didn’t help his stomach. So he found himself staring at the floor.

“Want popcorn?” Jun asked, innocently offering a bowl.

That was the final straw. His stomach lurched and he ran to the closest bathroom. Woozi chased after him with Jun trailing behind.

He managed to swallow it down until he was a few feet from the toilet. He managed to hold it in until he was over the toilet where it spilled into the toilet. One of his hyung’s hands was on his back. He didn’t check who it was. Vernon held his hair back and propped his head up on his elbows.

He’d known what he’d got up earlier was only the start. He’d eaten a lot. And only thrown up twice. Another wave spilled from his lips. He could hear some commotion from around him and found about half of his hyungs in the doorway.

Vernon groaned and gave Woozi a pleading look.

“Come on now, he doesn’t need a scene. Someone wake up Cheol Hyung please and go back to the movie. We’ll join back when we can.” Woozi said, taking his hand off of his back to shoo out the others.

“Junnie. Go get Coups Hyung. Everyone else— scram, scatter, shoo, leave. Figure it out.” Woozi said again.

There were grumbles from the rest of them, Soonyoung and Seungkwan being the loudest of the bunch, unsurprising. Vernon closed the toilet lid and flushed, resting his head on his arm.

“You heard the man, Let’s get going.” Wonwoo said.

“My arm!” Seungkwan whined.

Vernon looked over to see Wonwoo dragging Seungkwan and Hoshi out is the doorway. It was kinda funny. Vernon knew he had a night of Seungkwan cuddles to look out for. Unless he could get Woozi to stay with him but that sounded unlikely.

“What’s going on?” Seungcheol yawned, entering the bathroom.

“What does it look like?” Woozi asked as Vernon sighed in defeat.

“Shit. I was just told to go to the bathroom, okay? And everyone looks annoyed. I assumed someone broke something.” Seungcheol complained.

“I just kicked them out.” Vernon said softly.

“Don’t blame you.” Seungcheol replied, shrugging.

“When did this start, Sollie?” Seungcheol asked, reaching over to feel his forehead.

“My stomach’s been unsettled since dinner. I took some pepto It obviously did nothing.” Vernon sighed.

“It did something. Your puke is pink!” Jun said from the doorway.

Seungcheol ignored him, “How did this happen?”

“I don’t know. I slowly started to feel sick, I told Woozi Hyung, took something, but I threw up a bit but felt better. Within a few minutes, this happened.”

“How do you feel now?” Seungcheol asked.

“Awful. I still need to throw up, but it’s not happening yet.” Vernon sighed, staring at the floor.

“Do you want to stay in here? I’ll stay with you.” Seungcheol asked, squeezing his shoulder.

“I can stay too.” Woozi replied.

Vernon sighed and looked at each of his hyungs. He was tired and didn’t want to make a decision. Seungcheol would let him lean on him and sit with him on the floor. But he asks too many questions. Woozi found every possible way to not sit on the bathroom floor, but talked to him as normal and didn’t make him feel like a sick person. He could also ask either of them to grab Shua. He’d speak to him in English, but he wasn’t sick enough to appreciate Shua’s gentle words and comforting touch. It would probably make him frustrated. He wasn’t one of the ones that had popped their head into the doorway anyway so it seemed like he was still asleep.

“Hard choice, huh? How about I make it easy for you and go wrangle the other kids. If Shua’s awake I’ll have him check on you in a little while. If not I’ll poke my head in.” Seungcheol chuckled.

“Stop reading my mind. It scares me.” Vernon replied.

“I’m not trying to scare you. I can just see the wheels turning.” Seungcheol chuckled.

“And take the jester with you, please.” Woozi replied.

“Rude! I’m useful! Look Vernon now has his very own water bottle! It’s even got his name on it! And a little heart.” Jun scoffed from the doorway, giving a finger heart.

“I don’t have any stickers for you. Go bug Soonyoung, I bet he’d love to be entertained. Plus it’ll keep him out of here.” Woozi said.

“Aye-Aye Captain!” Jun saluted before bounding down the hall.

“He took the water with him.” Vernon noted

“Yo! Jun! The water!” S.Coups called out into the hallway.

“Sorry Captain!” Jun ran back.

“Not a captain, I’m your leader and your Hyung. It’s Coups Hyung to you!” Seungcheol said,

“I thought it was Choi Seungcheol.” Jun said before bounding off again.

“Someone has a death wish.” Woozi whispered.

“Ya! You little fucker! At the very least I’m your Hyung!” Seungcheol chased him down the hallway.

“Well, it seems we’re on our own.” Woozi said, moving to shut the door.

“Is it possible to have worse neighbors than us? We’re pretty terrible.”

“There’s no crying babies or barking dogs.” Vernon replied.

“Yeah but there’s a constant flow of loud people with a very messed up sleep schedule. There’s literally thirteen in this one apartment right now. And we have a unit on three different floors, with a singular gap between. So there could very well be someone who is sandwiched by one unit on the floor above them and one below.”

“Yeah… true. And Seokmin Hyung wailing isn’t too far removed from a baby crying.” Vernon replied.

“I think he’s louder.” Woozi scoffed.

Vernon sighed. He still didn’t feel good.

“Hyung?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t feel good.” Vernon groaned.

“I know. Are you going to puke again?” Woozi asked, hopping off the counter.

“I think so.” Vernon replied, popping open the toilet lid. He tried not to think about the microscopic aerosol that’s bound to be spraying in his face. He hated being sick. It was disgusting.

“You gotta let it happen. You’re not going to feel better until you do.” Woozi said from behind him, his hand resting on his back.

Vernon groaned before a wave poured into the water. He felt so sick and so tired. He just let his mouth hang open between bouts of sickness, it was easier that way. He was so done.

He wished Seungkwan was there to give him a back hug and tell him how good he was doing. His eyes filled with tears. He knew it wasn’t rational but he didn’t care.

“Vernon, what’s wrong? Is there anything I can do?” Woozi asked, peering over his shoulder as he teared up.

“Kwannie.” Vernon sniffled.

“I’ll go get him, okay. Hang tight.” Woozi said, squeezing his shoulder.

His hand left his back and Vernon sighed. It was stupid really, how quickly these emotions tried and succeeded to overwhelm him. He heard Woozi calling for Seungkwan and the pattering of feet running down the hallway.

“Oh my Vernonie. It’s okay, you’re okay. You’re just sick. That’s all.” Seungkwan soothed, giving him a gentle back hug.

“Are you done throwing up?” Seungkwan asked softly.

“I don’t know.” Vernon sniffled, looking over at him.

“It’s okay to not know. I’m here anyways.” Seungkwan said softly, taking a damp cloth and wiping off his face.

The gentle words and genuine concern were enough to make the tears spill over. Vernon hid his face in Seungkwan’s chest as he began to cry. He didn’t know why he was crying. He was so tired and suddenly he felt hot and stuffy and he hated it.

“Oh Vernonie. It’s hard, I know. We’ll make it better.” Seungkwan said softly, holding him against his chest.

“Nonnie. I don’t think this is just indigestion.” Seungkwan said suddenly, his voice turning serious.

Seungkwan pulled his sleeve up, Vernon’s arm was a bit red and splotchy. His hand was a bit red too. It explained why he felt all hot and stuffy. Peanuts, there was no other explanation but only a trace amount.

“Shit. Imma get Coups. Where’s your Epipen?”

“It’s not that bad. I’ll take some Benadryl and I’ll be fine.”

“Just in case.”

“My extra is in the cabinet beside your head.” Vernon sighed.

“When did you last eat?” Seungkwan asked.

“Two hours ago.”

“Don’t your symptoms show up like immediately after?” Seungkwan asked.

“Yeah.”

“Maybe the puking triggered it. Let try to get some Benadryl in you and see if it helps.” Woozi said.

“Is that possible?” Seungkwan asked.

“I don’t know but nothing we ate had peanuts in it. It must be a very small amount. I’m getting Coups.”

“Fine” Vernon groaned.

He was tired and starting to get itchy, and grouchy. He could feel the warmth from the irritated red areas and his whole body started to itch. Good news is that it seemed to be more systemic so he probably wouldn’t need the epipen. He should be okay with Benadryl and a bath.

“Why’d you mention it. Now all I can think about is the itchiness.”

“I can ask someone to go to the pharmacy and pick up an oatmeal pack or something? I know it’s sucks.”

Check the cabinet. I should still have some.” Vernon said, but still refused to move.

“In a minute. Let’s get this under control first.” Seungkwan said as the door opened again.

“Shit Vernon. You’re not playing around here.” Seungcheol said as he entered the bathroom.

“Didn’t mean to worry you.” Vernon sighed.

“Does your tongue or tongue or throat feel weird?” Seungcheol asked.

“No. I’m annoyed and I’m itchy and my stomach is still unhappy. Can some please just give me some Benadryl. The dissolvable one may work faster. There’s a bottle right next to where the Epipen was.”

“Make them go away.” Vernon told Seungkwan.

“Sorry Nonnie. But I can’t do that.” Seungkwan said sadly.

He heard someone open the medicine cabinet and the subsequent shaking of the medicine inside. But he spent forever just reading the label. Vernon was too busy trying not to scrach every single layer of his skin to care about why the leader was being so slow.

“Just give me two for now.” Vernon held out his hand as Seungcheol took forever to give him the medicine.

“For someone who’s so worried about anaphylaxis, you sure are taking your time.” Vernon grumbled.

“Hold on, relax.” Seungcheol said as he finally popped the bottle open and handed him the tablets.

“Relax? It’s like there’s ants crawling all over me. I’m so itchy.” Vernon asked before chewing on the tablets.

He’d so much rather just take the damn pills but it absorbed faster this way. Especially considering the fact that he’d already been sick, it was the better option.

He let the medicine stay under his tongue for as long as he could. Somewhere he’d read that some stuff can absorb that way. Anything to stop the itching faster. Anything. He’d do anything.

“I’d start your bath but…”

“But what?” Vernon sighed.

“I want to make sure it doesn’t get worse first.” Seungkwan admitted.

“Can you at least get me a few ice packs?” Vernon asked, looking up at Seungcheol.

“Yeah. Let’s take a bit more Benadryl first.” Seungcheol said, handing him another half dose.

Vernon chewed them up again, grimacing at the artificial grape flavor. Seungkwan held his hands to keep him from scratching the rashes.

“It’s okay, Nonnie. I know you hate it.”

“I’m trying to decide if I hate iching or puking more.” Vernon admitted through his gritted teeth.

“Both are pretty awful. In general and I bet it’s worse mixed together. Stay strong for me, okay Nonnie?” Seungkwan said, the words making him tear up again.

“Aigoo, what am I going to do with you. I thought you were a. ‘T’” Seungkwan said fondly, reaching up to dry his tears.

Vernon’s hands were brought up too, Seungkwan refusing to let go of them. He appreciated the gesture. He felt so overwhelmed and overstimulated with all the itching that had suddenly come on. But Seungkwan’s familiar hand made him feel comfortable and relieved.

“Did something happen?” Seungcheol asked, coming back in with a few ice packs.

“He’s alright. Just a bit overwhelmed.” Seungkwan said softly.

Seungcheol handed Vernon the ice packs and he put one on his left leg, one on his stomach and the last one on the back of his neck. Seungcheol helped hold the one on his neck in place, putting a thin dish towel over it. Seungkwan held his hands again once everything was placed.

“Is that better?” Seungcheol asked him.

“I guess? It’s only been a few seconds. It’s not cold yet.” Vernon replied, getting a slight chuckle in response.

“Can I start you a bath? Or will the sounds be too much?” Seungcheol asked.

“Maybe in a minute?” Vernon asked.

“Okay. No pressure." Seungcheol nodded.

"I think it's starting to work." Vernon sighed after a while.

The itching was somewhat subdued and he was starting to get drowsy. It wasn't gone but he was mostly in the clear. It was really only going to get better from here.

"Good. I'll start your bath now." Seungcheol said.

The drowsiness only continued as Seungkwan gave him a bath. The itching slowly got better and Seungkwan helped him put cream on his rashes. He changed into pajamas and it didn't take much convincing to get Seungkwan to shower and lay down with him...or any convincing for that matter. He knew that Seungkwan always had his back and he had his.

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High quality video of Felix with audio because I don't think many people have seen this one xx

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Snz and sick head cannons for my new OC group. Hope you guys enjoy 💖

Aiden: Aiden loves animals and even has two cats, but can't be within two feet of an animal without sneezing, especially cats. He has a normal sneeze, not too loud, not super quiet. He doesn't get sick often, but when he does, he isn't. He just refuses to accept it.

Chaerli: Chaerli, true to her motherly personality, she loves to take care of people, which means her immune system of steel is put to good use. Chaerli doesn't get sick ever, and she has no allergies, so she's always taking care of others.

Codi: she gets sick fairly often because she doesn't sleep, and she has chronic migraines and chronic pain in her hips which makes life difficult for her. Codi doesn't have any allergies, and she doesn't sneeze often, but when she does it's loud, everyone hears it.

Kai: he has severe pollen allergies and he always sneezes in doubles. His sneezes are very similar to Monsta x I.M. Kai gets sick often and when he does he doesn't like to admit it, he's embarrassed by his sneezes and embarrassed to be sick.

Alisa: Alisa, true to her beauty, has what can only be described as an elegant sneeze. It is soft and most of the time can't even be heard. She always says excuse me, true to her princess personality. She doesn't get sick often, and she teams up with Chaerli to take care of the members, especially Kai and Codi.

Junghwa: true to his stubborn personality he hates to show any weakness, which sucks because he gets sick the most in the group. He also has pollen and dust allergies. His bandmates use his sneezes as a gauge as to when to clean the dorm. He always stifles his sneezes, but due to their forceful nature he always lets out a chu sound after.

Hyunjin: maknae status goes into full swing when he's sick, he just wants to be cared for. He doesn't get sick often, but when he does, he becomes very soft and almost pathetic. He's very dramatic when he's sick. And his sneezes are nothing short of adorable and kittenish. Which he gets embarrassed about, so he tries to make them louder to hide it. He's allergic to cats, which means he often stays out of Aiden's room, but when he's sick, he wants Aiden, so Aiden will often snuggle in the maknae's bed when Hyunjin gets sick.

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Eclipse dynamics/ships

Just because 😁

Aiden x Chaerli: the parents of the group

Aiden x Codi: dad and duaghter

Aiden x Kai: dad and teenager

Aiden x Alisa: big brother, little sister

Aiden x Junghwa: Teacher and apprentice

Aiden x Hyunjin: tired dad, toddler son

Chaerli x Codi: mom and daughter

Chaerli x Kai: mom and son

Chaerli x Alisa: Cool Aunt x niece

Chaerli x Junghwa: big sister little brother

Chaerli x Hyunjin: tired mom, toddler son

Codi x Kai: close friends

Codi x Alisa: inseparable best friends

Codi x Junghwa: dynamic duo, probably in love tbh

Codi x Hyunjin: big sister, baby brother

Kai x Alisa: twins, best friends, inseparable

Kai x Junghwa: brothers

Kai x Hyunjin: chaos gremlins, Aiden's headache, also probably in love

Junghwa x Hyunjin: babysitter, trouble maker baby.

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My OC group 💕

Hope you guys like it!

This post will be an all about them post, at some point I'll post sick/snz head cannons for them

Pretty soon I'll make a dynamics/ships of the group post, just for fun

Group Name: Eclipse

7 members, co-ed (4 boys, 3 girls), under XYZ Entertainment, Space Theme/Concept

Hwang Aiden: 20, Leader, Lead rapper, sub-vocalist.

Born and Raised in Seattle, speaks English, Japanese, Korean fluently, he loves animals and has two cats that live in his dorm. He is an ENFP, he's super energetic and friendly and he loves people.

Kim Chaerli: 21, Main Vocalist, Visual

Born in Seoul Korea, she loves animals even more than Aiden. She loves animals and doesn't love people, she's super shy and quiet and introverted. She's an ISTP. She's also the mother of the group and loves to take care of people

Codalai Chakrii (Codi): 20, Lead rapper, Main dancer

Born in Bangkok Thailand, she is the definition of an accidental idol. She became an idol because she was doing a kpop random dance with her sister in NYC when she was there for a family vacation. She has a great variety show personality and loves people, she's so stubborn and strong willed, but she's super empathetic and kind. She gets attached and gets her heart broken easily. She fluctuates between ENFP and INFP.

Choi Kai: 19, Main Rapper

Born in Busan Korea, he is a nerd to his core, loves star wars, Harry Potter, Lord Of the Rings, Video games of any kind, he is adorable and full of aegyo, super friendly and goofy, and has severe ADHD. He gets called immature by haters for his bubbly personality, and he has a slight stutter because of his anxiety. He is ESFJ and loves his bandmates more than life itself.

Choi Alisa: 19, Lead Vocalist, Lead dancer, visual

Born in Busan Korea, Kai's twin sister, she would beat the entire world up for her brother. She is the sweetest person ever. She's the queen bee, she is the most famous and popular member and is the most loved, and has no haters. She's the princess of the group, and so loved. She plays guitar and is INFP.

Kim Junghwa: 18, lead vocalist, Main dancer, center

Born in Iksan Korea, he is super serious, especially about performances and is a major perfectionist. He hates to mess up, and will run himself into the ground working just to be perfect. He hates to make mistakes and sometimes gets to correcting his bandmates, which can lead to slight tension, especially between him and Codi, who is just as strong headed. Despite his rbf and outwards appearance he's actually very sweet and fairly shy, especially around girls, often joking that he's scared of women. He's ISTJ

Lee Hyunjin: 17, lead dancer, lead vocalist, sub-rapper, maknae

Imagine if Seungkwan and Youngji had a child it would be Hyunjin. Social anxiety is scared of this guy. He would do literally anything, for no reason, even eating a beetle (which he's done), him and Kai in the same room is the definition of chaos. Hyunjin is LOUD. This boy doesn't have an off switch and never quiets down and never slows down, he goes a million miles an hour no matter what. And his bandmates love him. He truly is the maknae, and is so very loved by his bandmates. He's ENFP/ENFJ

Dorm arrangements:

The girls

Hyunjin and Kai

Aiden and Junghwa

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Can we bring back the trend of kpop sickfic writers making their own groups?

Because I want to do that. It was so cool. Can anyone else please get behind this?

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Could you write a fic where Seventeen Jeonghan gets sick but he doesn't admit it because he wants to be the mom to the group so he thinks he can’t get sick and in the end his sickness gets worse during an interview

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Can I request a Jeonghan fic may be he suddenly faints and members are worried

Actually you can decide

There's a scarcity of Jeonghan sickfics

https://www.tumblr.com/fics4you/749965667764142080/can-i-request-a-jeonghan-fic-maybe-with-a-little?source=share

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Can I request a Jeonghan fic maybe with a little bit of angst

We know that he is like a mom to others but he never goes for others for comfort but cries for himself without others noticing so they thinks he is fine but one day he faints during a live so the members are worried or something like that

I'm back everyone!!

Sickie: Jeonghan

Caretaker: seventeen

~slight emeto tw~

I had two Jeonghan fics that were similar enough that I combined them

Jeonghan had been feverish for a few days at this point, but no one else knew, and he fully intended to keep it that way.

He was supposed to film with the rest of the group today, but right now he didn't even want to get out of bed. He was tired, dizzy, shaky, and weak. Anytime he tried to stand up he lost his balance and was forced to sit back down.

As he sat on the edge of his bed, Seungcheol walked past, "Hey Han, are you alright?" The oldest of the group nodded, "just tired" he said, fighting to keep his voice steady, he was dizzy, and his voice had a light tremble to it. Seungcheol raised his eyebrow slightly, "are you sure you're okay?"

"yeah, I'll be down to breakfast in a minute" He assured the leader, he stood up slowly, swaying slightly, but catching himself on his bedside table, he caught his breath and walked slowly, he was clammy, and shaking, his head was spinning and pounding, he swallowed a gag he rubbed his temples. He slowly moved towards his door, walking slowly, hoping to keep himself steady.

As he walked downstairs, he had to hold himself steady against the wall, "hyung, are you alright?" Jeonghan heard Chan's voice. "Yep, just got a little dizzy."

"that's not good. Are you sure you're okay?"

"yeah, just think I'm a little sleepy. Jeonghan said simply. He let go of the wall in an attempt to prove his point, and he walked downstairs as fast as he could go. Trying not to sway, but he was definitely not doing well.

He arrived at the table and sat down, trying not to show he wasn't losing his balance. "jeonghan... Are you okay" Jeonghan was getting sick of answering the same question over and over again. So with the entire group together, he looked at each of them, "yes, I'm okay, I appreciate your concern, but I'm just a little tired, nothing more" he assured them. They seemed to believe him, Jeonghan was glad, he didn't want his members worrying about him.

A while later the group arrived at the filming location, "hey everyone, I'll be right back I need to use the bathroom" Jeonghan said, the combination of the fever, headache, and the swaying of the car had made him nauseous and he was hurrying to find a bathroom before he threw up in front of everyone. He ducked into a one stall bathroom and gagged, his light breakfast spilled between his lips, he coughed and wiped around his mouth with a tissue, he felt awful. He splashed cold water on his face and went back to find his bandmates.

While under the hot filming lights he felt like he was getting cooked, he was dizzier by the second and his thoughts were fuzzy. As he stood there he saw black dots dance in his vision, he swayed on the spot.

Seungkwan was standing closest to Jeonghan when the eldest made a soft sound, between a cry and. a whimper. After the soft sound, the eldest dropped to the ground without hesitation or warning. Seungkwan and Joshua attempted to catch Jeonghan, but were only able to slow him down so he didn't hit the floor full force.

Once he was laying on the floor a staff member brought a blanket, which was instead used as a pillow, Seungcheol was quick to notice the high fever Jeonghan was sporting. After what felt like a very long time, Jeonghan's eyes fluttered open, once he noticed he was surrounded by his bandmates, he tried to quickly sit up, but ended up swaying and ended up falling backwards, much to his dismay, the maknae was the one to catch him, bringing a wave of embarrassment to the eldest. "I'm sorry guys" his voice was weak and shaking, "it's okay. You didn't do anything wrong." The others assured him, Jeonghan was dizzy and anf nauseous, "can you guys help me" he finally asked, the sick feeling overwhelming his pride.

The others helped him into a sitting position and helped bring his to standing next, they then basically carried him to the car. They drove him home, where they helped him to bed, "I'm tired" he said softly, "you can sleep" Seungcheol assured him, "just rest, you've earned it. We have everything handled here"

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Hello! I have an odd request: can you do a Booseoksoon fic where Seungkwan gets sick while filming the fighting music video. But the odd part is can you include Youngji? Like as one of the caretakers if possible if not totally fine too!

Love your fics!

Thanks for the compliment! Sorry for the long waiting time 😅! Hopefully, it lives up to the hype! Hope you enjoy~!

We Will Always Have Your Back

BSS making a comeback after nearly 6 years was definitely a huge leap of faith for Seventeen. The song “Fighting” had been absolutely perfect for them, leading all 3 of them to want to work even harder for this comeback. Which is why Seungkwan was currently heading home at exactly 12 AM after having spent the entire day recording for the EP. As he was currently sharing a dorm with Chan, Seungkwan tiptoed into the apartment only to find both Chan and Hansol awake and seated at the table. “You're back, hyung? It's pretty late…” Chan looked up from his phone, wine glass cradled in his hand and Seungkwan gave him a tired smile. “I know. I really needed to get my recording done perfectly, though.” Hansol gave him a deadpan look. “You should take better care of yourself, Seungkwan. You have to shoot the music video tomorrow, right? And here you are, out and about at 12 AM without a jacket on.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes before heading towards his room. “I'll be fine, guys. I've been through worse.” Both Chan and Hansol looked at each other skeptically as Seungkwan said that but he decided to ignore them. But just because you've been through worse doesn't mean that you won't be affected by the small things. Seungkwan definitely had to learn this the hard way.

Waking up the next morning was particularly difficult for Seungkwan. Mainly because he had a splitting headache. Cursing under his breath, Seungkwan forced himself to get out of bed. Even though his morning routine was basically muscle memory to Seungkwan, unsurprisingly, it took way longer today. When he finally dragged himself to the kitchen to get some food in his system, he found Chan already there, whistling as he made some ramen. “Morning, hyung!” Seungkwan winced at his not-so-loud-but-loud-to-him voice. “Morning.” Chan looked at him in concern at the utter lack of energy in his voice. “You okay, hyung? You sound super tired.” Seungkwan took a seat at the table and rested his head on the cool surface. “I'll be fine, Chan-ah. I'll have to be.” He heard the tell-tale sound of Chan sighing in exasperation as he placed a bowl of ramen in front of Seungkwan, but fortunately, Chan didn't say anything. After eating as much as his appetite could handle, Seungkwan was soon in his company car, driving to the music video set.

On arrival, Seungkwan was immediately swarmed by the other two members of BSS. Seokmin ruffled his hair and Soonyoung gave him a teasing look. “Oh, Seungkwanie~! How could you be late to shoot our first comeback in 6 years?!” He asked in mock-betrayal. Seungkwan rolled his eyes but there was no heat behind the action. “I got caught up in traffic, hyung! Of course I didn't want to be late!” Seungkwan pouted and Soonyoung and Seokmin laughed. “Let's get started then!” Seokmin said as he led the way to the cameras. Seungkwan braced himself for a long day. He could do this. He had to.

After about an hour into the shoot, Seungkwan had given up completely. His headache made him unable to focus on anything the director or his hyungs were saying, and he just wanted this day to end. After the first shooting was over, Seokmin approached him. “Seungkwan-ah, are you okay? You look like you barely slept last night.” Seungkwan sniffled lightly, the action causing a tickle to flare up at the back of his sinuses. He turned away from Seokmin and brought his hands up to cup his nose and mouth. “Hh'IkTChiHh!-” Seungkwan sniffled again, the sneeze having caused his nose to start running as well. When he turned towards Seokmin again, he could see the worry in his hyung's eyes. “Seungkwan-ah, are you sick?” Seungkwan shook his head, the action causing him to wince. Damn this headache. “I'll be fine, hyung. You don't have to worry.” Seokmin gave him an unconvinced look but didn't say anything.

The rest of the shooting was difficult, to say the least. Now that he'd sneezed once, it was almost impossible to hold back the tickling sensation at the back of his sinuses. After the first shoot, Seungkwan was supposed to shoot alone. Despite wanting to just curl up in bed and cry, Seungkwan tried to focus on the director's instructions. As he waited for the camera to start rolling, he felt the irritating tickle come back, and he immediately brought an arm to his face. “Ah, PD-nim, could you wait a sec…hh'IktChiHh!- hh'ItChiHh!-” Seungkwan sniffled wetly as the staff blessed him. “Seungkwan-ssi, are you ready to start now?” The director asked him kindly, and Seungkwan nodded immediately. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Seungkwan willed himself to be alright.

Miraculously, Seungkwan survived the rest of the shoot. Well, that was until they got to the shoot with Youngji, who was featuring in their song. She was bubbly as always as she greeted both his members and patted him, slightly harshly, on the back. Seungkwan tried his best to be his normal self, but he could tell that Youngji saw right through him. Before they began with the shoot, she approached him. “Are you okay, sunbae?” Seungkwan rubbed a hand over his face, turning towards her, plastering the biggest smile on his face. “I'm fine, Youngji-yah. You don't have to worry.” Just as Youngji was about to argue, Seungkwan felt the overwhelming urge to sneeze come back, and he pinched his nose between his fingers, eyes fluttering shut. “hh'NgtChiHh!- hh'ItChiHh!-” Seungkwan blinked away the irritated tears from his eyes, and Youngji patted his arm gently. “Sunbae, I think you're sick,” She said kindly. “You need to rest.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes at the tone of her voice, which sounded so obvious. “Youngji-yah, I can't just go back home on the day of the mv shoot of our first comeback!” He said, his voice rising with irritation. At that statement, he felt someone's arm wrap around his shoulders. “But you can, Seungkwan-ah. You need to rest when you're sick. We can shoot the mv some other time, and your health is more important.” Soonyoung ruffled his hair as he said that, and Youngji nodded as hard as she could. Seungkwan sighed. “Fine. I'll rest if that's what you want.” Seokmin managed to catch his last sentence, and he joined the three of them immediately. “Finally! Let's get you back home, Seungkwan-ah.” Seungkwan nodded, feeling the tickle at the back of his sinuses flare up again. Sniffling softly, he rubbed his nose with his wrist. Unfortunately, that did nothing to hold off the intense tickle. Admitting defeat, Seungkwan cupped his nose and mouth with his hands, gasping softly. “hh'IktChiHhh!- hh'IktShUhHh!-” “Bless you.” Seokmin said softly, putting an arm around Seungkwan. Seungkwan leaned against his hyung a little, drained out by the day.

Soon enough, his hyungs brought him back to his shared dorm with Chan. Chan himself wasn't home, but he'd left some kalguksu for Seungkwan. Soonyoung laughed immediately upon seeing that. “We really do know our members best. How did he know you were sick?” Seungkwan smiled softly, making a mental note to thank Chan later. “I think he caught on that I was sick this morning. He said that I looked too tired.” Seokmin nodded thoughtfully while Soonyoung heated up the kalguksu. Seokmin and Soonyoung kept him company while he ate, and as he entered his bedroom, Seokmin pulled him into a hug. “Get well soon, Seungkwan-ah! Let's film the mv once you're better!” Seungkwan nodded against Seokmin's shoulder while Soonyoung patted his head. And as Seungkwan got into bed, he realized these really were the moments he cherished the most with the members. Because he knows they'll always have his back.