Requested by @angleofbts hope you enjoy!

They waved their last goodbye, and the screams faded as they went further and further backstage. They all flopped onto the couches they had backstage, exhausted after the concert, but also still feeling the thrill from all the adrenaline. Jimin smiles and run his hands through his hair as he spread out on the couch. Before long tae came along to lie on top of him causing them to both break into a chorus of giggles.

However, the whole group couldn't help but notice the striking silence. They were so used to the loud energetic screaming from Hoseok, that now they new something was up the moment he was quiet.
Jin snuck up from behind the couch and hugged him from behind.
"You ok hoseokie?" Jin asked casually, gently rubbing his chest.
"Yeah, why?" Hoseok replies, nonchalantly.
"You just seem a little quiet, that's all." Jin says, walking around so he's sat next to Hoseok.
"I'm just tired after the show I guess." Hoseok shrugged, pulling his phone out of his pocket to take a selca for the fans.
"Come on guys, get ready to head back to the hotel so you can rest up for round 2 tomorrow." Their manager says after clapping twice. They all go and get changed before heading back to the hotel.

Due to the car arrangements, one of them had to go alone. Hoseok offered.
"You sure?" Jin says. He wanted to keep an eye on Hoseok after his rather quiet aura. Hoseok just nods. And so he got into a car by himself. He honestly just wanted some time alone. He had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach since about halfway through the concert. It kinda felt like anxiety, so he just played it off as being stressed or something. And so, he wanted some time alone to take some time for himself to chill out, and hopefully this horrible feeling of impending doom would go away.

As soon as he got to the hotel he ran a nice hot bath to chill out, and it seemed to help a little bit, but his stomach still felt uneasy. However now he'd realised it wasn't due to stress, or anxiety. He was sick. He sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing his stomach with false hope, with a sour expression. He heard a knock on the door, and walked over with shaky legs to answer it.
"Hoseo-... Hoseok are you ok?" Jimin says, noticing hoseoks clear sour expression.
"I.... don't really feel well." Hoseok says. He really didn't want to admit it. He just wanted to carry on as if nothing was happening but they all know that isn't really safe.
"Go, go sit down." Jimin says, pushing Hoseok gently towards his bed. Hoseok trudged towards his bed and sat on the edge of it, and Jimin crouched down in front of him.
"What's up? Is it just a cold? Or is it worse?" Jimin asks. Hoseok shrugs. Again, he didn't want to admit it, cause that would make it true. Instead he just rubbed a hand along his bloated stomach in hopes Jimin would notice. And he did.
"Is your stomach hurting?" Hoseok nods with a solemn expression.
"Badly? Are you gonna throw up?" Jimin asks, concerned. This definitely isn't good...
"I don't know..." Hoseok mumbles. Jimin looks around, as if someone was to appear out of thin air to help them.
"Have you eaten?" Hoseok shakes his head. Just the thought of food made his throat constrict.
"It could be that, you haven't eaten since this morning."
Hoseok shakes his head. Just the thought of food made the bile from his stomach start rising. He clasped a hand over his mouth and scrambled to the bathroom, Jimin following closely behind.

Jimin sat by his side as Hoseok brought up trickles of bile and stomach acids. He hadn't eaten enough to bring any actual food up. Every contraction of his stomach got more painful each time, as his stomach desperately tried to expel something. Jimin carefully ran a hand up and down Hoseoks back, hoping it's somewhat comforting, and continues to look around with false hope that someone might magically appear and come to the rescue. When Hoseok finished his retching session, he sat back, panting, and Jimin pushed his hair back off his forehead for him.
"Will you be alright here on your own for two seconds while I go get help?" Jimin asks, and Hoseok just nods. Jimin gets up and goes to wonder the halls of the hotel, and he realised he wasn't really sure who to go to.

He decided to get Jin, since he is, after all, the mother of the group. Jimin knocks on the door, and hears Jin respond from the other side.
"What?" Jin shouted.
"Hyung please help." Jimin says, and Jin's eyebrows crease in concern. He swings the door open to see a traumatised Jimin.
"Hoseok was throwing up..." Jimin mumbled, and Jin just pushed straight past him to Hoseok's room.

He immediately crouched down next to Hoseok the moment he arrives, closely followed by Jimin.
"Are you ok hoseokie?" Jin asks softly. Hoseok shakes his head.
"Do you wanna go lie on your bed? Or stay here?" Jin offers. Hoseok, who has very little energy left, just manages to mutter "bed..."
"Ok let's get you to your bed. Can you stand?" Jin asks, and Hoseok nods. Jin helps him stand on shaky legs and guides him to his bed. Hoseok curls up into a tight ball straight away, and Jin pulls the covers over him.
"Hyung what should we do? What if he can't perform tomorrow?" Jimin asks, panicking.
"I don't know jiminie. All we can do right now is look after Hoseok and try and make sure he's ok." Jimin nods with a hesitant smile, and sits on the edge of the bed next to Hoseok.
"Can I get you anything? Some water or something to eat maybe?" Jin asks, crouching down in front of Hoseok.
"Water..." Hoseok mumbles.
"Ok I'll go get you some water." Jin says, rubbing Hoseok's shoulder a little as he stands up and heads back to his room, where he had plenty of spare water bottles.
While he was gone, Jimin shuffled so he was laying next to hobi and cuddling him from behind.

"what are we gonna do with you, ay?" Jimin said playfully, playing with Hoseok's earlobe and ruffling his hair, while Hoseok just let out a displeased grumble in return. Jin got back quickly with a fresh water bottle and straw, and held it in front of hoseok, guiding the straw to his mouth. Hoseok took a few sips before stopping, not wanting to go over board and end up throwing it all up again. Jin reached out to place the back of his hand against Hoseok's forehead. No temperature, thank god.

"Do you want anything else seokie?" Jin says, at a loss as to what else he can do to try and get Hoseok to feel better. Hoseok shakes his head.

"I just wanna sleep." he mumbles, and Jin runs a hand through Hoseok's hair.

"Ok honey, just get some sleep and see how you feel in the morning, yeah?" hoseok nods and jin replies with a simple 'ok' while standing up from where he was crouched down.

"Are you gonna stay with him Jiminie?" jin asks and Jimin nods.

"shouldn't we tell one of the staff that Hoseok's sick? like our manager or someone?" jimin says softly, not wanting to disturb hoseok too much.

"uh, yeah. Don't worry I'll go do that now. You just stay here with Hoseok." Jin says in the doorway, before flashing him an encouraging nod and closing the door.

Jimin snuggled up closer to hoseok, and hoseok let out a satisfied sigh at he contact. It felt nice to know that no matter what happens, he's safe in Jimin's arms. The sound of Jimin's slow resting heartbeat and slow deep breaths was enough to lull hoseok into a deep sleep. Jimin also fell asleep... by accident. So when he woke up and checked the time to see it was five in the morning, he was understandably surprised. To his relief, Hoseok was exactly where he left him, sleeping peacefully. Thank God for that, Jimin thought.

He carefully slid out from behind hoseok, being extra careful not to wake him, and tiptoed over to the door. He opened it as carefully as he could, to see the lit hallway. He quickly closed the door, but keeping it jammed open with a door stop so he could get back in, and walked back to his room so he could get changed out of his normal clothes and into pyjamas, and quickly washed his face. He walked back to Hoseok's room, and carefully climbed back into bed with hoseok, who, thankfully, was still asleep. Jimin also felt him subtly to see if he felt like he had a temperature, but luckily he felt normal. Jimin went back to sleep in the exact same position he woke up in, and they stayed that way until the morning.

When Hoseok woke up, the very first thing he noticed was the uncomfortable bubbling in his stomach. He then stirred, and noticed the arms around him, and looked to see Jimin snuggled up next to him. He sat up, held his head with confusion. How did this happen? When did I get sick? Why is Jimin here? were just a few of the thoughts running through his head. He didn't remember anything from the night before.

His moving and shuffling about also woke up Jimin, who sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"How you feeling Hoseokie?" Jimin asks, and hoseok just continues to stare at nothing, trying to work out what the hell was going on.

"Why are you here Jiminie?" Hoseok asks with pure confusion.
"You don't remember?" jimin asks, and hoseok shakes his head.
"Did I... get drunk or something?" He asks. That would make sense. He got drunk so he doesn't remember anything, and now he just has a hangover.
"No you were sick. Are you ok Hoseok? Are you still sick?" Jimin says, with concern. He must have been really sick if he can't remember any of it.
"I... My stomach feels weird." Hoseok says, rubbing his unsettled tight tummy.
"Are you gonna throw up? or do you just feel a little icky?" Jimin said, hoping for the second. Hoseok shrugs. He doesn't necessarily feel nausea but he can feel, and hear, his stomach bubbling under his hand.
"Well I'm gonna go get jin hyung, ok, just stay right there... unless you need to throw up then go to the bathroom..." Jimin says, before quickly dashing to jins room. Luckily he was up and ready.
"How's Hoseok?" He asks, not wasting any time.
"I dunno, but he's not 100% that's for sure." Jimin says, as they walk back together.

Jin crouches in front of Hoseok, his hands resting gently on his knees.
"Hoseok, are up to performing? Be honest, even you don't like the answer." Hoseok grimaced. The thought of not performing made his chest feel like it was going to explode.
"I-I can." Hoseok said, though he doesn't necessarily believe it.
"You sure? Remember it's loud out there. I don't want you getting a bad headache or something. You know how hard our dances are. I don't want you jostling your stomach and throwing up on stage. You have to be honest with me here Hoseok." Jin said firmly. He knew he had to use some tough love.
"I-I can. Besides I can try for the rehearsal and sound check, and if I can't handle it then i-I won't perform. Ok?" Jin sighed, tilting his head. I guess that'll suffice.
"Ok. Make sure you tell us if you're not up to it ok? We won't mind. The fans won't mind. They love you remember."
"Yeah yeah I know." Hoseok said, getting frustrated.
"Ok, get changed, we're leaving soon. You too Jimin." Jin says, leaving to finish getting ready.

————timeskip————

Hoseok had started to feel better, especially after managing to eat something. It sat uncomfortably in his stomach, but it gave him a little more energy at least. He got through rehearsal and sound check fine, the only sign of illness being his slightly paler complexion, but that was easily covered up with makeup, so the fans didn't notice.
Their backstage first-aider/pt kept an eye on him, doing regular check ups to make sure he was in a good enough state to perform. He'd gotten changed into costume, and was ready for the concert. With an hour left before concert start, the medic checked over Hoseok one last time. He checked his temperature, all was fine, did a few other tests, all was fine. He just had one last thing to do...

(Get ready for some tummy touching y'all 😁😂)

"Ok just lay back. I'm just gonna feel around your stomach and make sure everything's fine ok?" Hoseok nods, laying back, and his tshirt is lifted up. He felt as a hand pushed around his stomach, feeling around, seemingly sloshing around all the half-digested food that was still sat in his stomach.
"Well, feels fine to me. I think you should be able to perform. But make sure if anything changes you tell someone right away, ok?" Hoseok nods, sitting up, and joins the rest backstage getting mics fitted and makeup and hair touched up. Next thing he knew, he was stood in the wings, hearing the loud music booming through the stadium, until he was sent onstage.

He got through most of the concert well, in fact, he considered it to be one of his best performances. Once he was onstage he forgot about any pain or discomfort he was feeling, his mind solely focused on the music and the dance. It was only once they were getting ready for the encore that the unsettled feeling in his stomach came back. Hoseok originally just brushed it off, and expected it to just go away once he was on stage again... but it didn't. The vibrations of the bass through his body shook his stomach, making him feel even worse. He kept a smile plastered on his face for the sake of ARMYs, and kept taking desperate sips of water to try and keep the contents of his stomach down, but it just adds to the bloated feeling. They all stood in a line for the ending ments, and Hoseok tried to subtly rub his bloated stomach, but the bile continued to rise. He didn't know how much longer he could last,
It came to him, and he tried to keep his ment short, but he didn't want to disappoint ARMYs. By the end, he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He slowly turned to jin, and whispered in his ear.
"Hyung I don't feel good." He kept it short.
"You gonna throw up?" Jin whispered back, trying to look casual.
"I can't hold it much longer hyung." Hoseok said quietly a slight whimper in his voice, but his face stayed neutral.
"Just try and take deep breaths. If you definitely can't hold it then go off stage, but we only have one song left, try and hold it if you can." Jin replies, and they leave it at that. Hoseok tries to breathe in his nose and out his mouth as subtly as possible, and he starts to feel slightly better.

But then the final song starts playing. The bass rattles through his bones and shakes up his stomach. He can't hold back any more. He runs from the extended stage to the main stage, his vision tunnelling and his heart rate shot through the roof. The others all looked back in confusion and concern, but they wouldn't stop. They had to keep the concert going. It was just one song after all. He heard the screams of fans screaming his name as he ran past, but he couldn't stop, he had to keep going. Unfortunately he was only half way down the runway when he fell to his knees, and a stream of vomit fell out from his mouth. He heard his name being called through his earpiece, and he looked up to see a staff member beaconing for him from the side of the stage. A part of him wanted to just stand up and carry on, but the nausea hadn't gone away. He knew he wouldn't be able to finish the song. So he hopped off the side of the stage and was quickly led away to backstage where he was helped out. Another staff had to sneak on stage to clean it up, and the other members heard the message through their earpieces, to carry on, and that Hoseok is ok. So that's what they did, they carried on to the end, Namjoon saying a quick "Hoseok is ok" during the bows, to give the fans some comfort. They quickly rushed backstage after to make sure they weren't being lied to. Hoseok was there, still throwing up into a bucket. Jimin sat down next to him, carefully placing a hand on his back and rubbing it in comfort. Poor Hoseok's stomach was reeking havoc on him. It was much worse than before. Everyone looks on nervously, as he continues to fill the ever-filling bucket, with what, who knows? It's not like he'd eaten that much, so most of it was likely a mix of water and stomach acids, which isn't good at all.
"Hoseok, take a deep breath, you need a break from all this vomiting." Jimin says worriedly, as Hoseok coughs and sputters into the bucket. He manages to take a few laboured breaths, before he's up-chucking again. After a shocking 28 heaves over all, he finally stops. They manage to pry the bucket out of his strong grip to dispose of it, and they wipe his mouth off. Jimin brushes his hair back with concerned eyes. Hoseok looked distant, he clearly wasn't present, too drained from all the retching to be fully conscious.
"Let's just move him to one of the couches further backstage so he can lie down," their pt says, and Jimin lifts him up bridal style, carrying him further backstage.

He carefully places him down on the soft sofa, and Hoseok groans with satisfaction at the feeling of laying on a soft surface. He finally felt a little better.
"Hoseokie? You with us?" Jimin says, stroking his hair back again, but Hoseok doesn't respond.
"He's probably very drained jimin, it's best to just let him rest for a bit. You go get changed and find the others, I'll take care of him." Their pt says, and Jimin nods and complies, albeit hesitantly.

Jimin got changed and found the others in another room, not being their usual rowdy selves after a concert.
"Hey Jimin. How's Hoseok?" Namjoon asks.
"Idk, I think he's a little drained from it all so he's not very responsive at the moment. I'm a little worried not gonna lie. But the pt is with him so he's in good care I guess." Jimin says, a hand resting on the back of his neck.
"Yeah, I'm sure he'll be fine." Namjoon says, beaconing for Jimin to come and sit down with him. He gets his phone out and immediately goes on twitter only to see thousands of messages from fans, saying things like.
"Omg Hoseok threw up on stage??? I hope he's ok!"
"Poor baby had to perform when he was sick 😱 #hoseokweloveyou"
Many a hashtag were started, all spreading love to Hoseok. Jimin couldn't bare to look through it for too long though, because it didn't take much scrolling until he saw the videos, people posting videos of the incident. It was horrible to look at.
"Do you think Hoseok will be able to join us for the group picture?" Jungkook asks hesitantly as they're all arranged on the couch holding the banners for their usual post-concert group photo.
"I doubt it, and even if he were up for it, he's not in good shape right now. It would only make the fans worry more." Jimin replied. I think it's safe to say all their smiles were much faker for today's photo. Of course, fans lost it over Hoseok not being in the picture, but they all knew they would have done worse if he was in the picture with his current state.

They all wondered back to the other room to see if Hoseok had improved at all, and they were glad to see him sitting up and talking. They had him taking sips of water to help rehydrate him without over doing it, and the colour was coming back to his cheeks.
"You feeling better hoseokie?" Yoongi asked, sitting down next to him. Hoseok just nodded, still very fatigued.
"Well let's just get you back to the hotel so you can rest, ok?" Jin says, and Hoseok nods again.
Jimin helps him get changed, and they go together in a car to the hotel.
"Do you want me to sleep with you again tonight?" Jimin asks, playing with hoseoks hair, who's head was resting on his shoulder.
Hoseok thought about it before humming, indicating a "yes"
"Ok, I'll sleep with you tonight yeah?"

It's safe to say, Hoseok slept like a log that night, in the peaceful grip of jimins famously good cuddles.

Well imma leave it there. What a rollercoaster. I had this in the works but kinda had to push it aside for other chapters. But it's done now! I hoped you like it. I have another one on the way, that I think will be done soon, so keep an eye out for that. It might be a little... unexpected shall we say 😂😂 it's a little strange but I think y'all might like it. Then back to more requests. I got a lot to catch up on haha.
Anyway, I don't think I have much else to say.
I just want to remind y'all quickly that I do have a discord server for sickfic fans where we all chat and have fun and it's a grand ol' time, so if you wanna join just dm me and I'll send you the link! Especially in times like these it might be nice if you don't have many people to talk to. But anyway. That's all. Stay safe and well everyone 👍🏻
See ya in the next one!
안녕!!!! 👋🏻