I thought since lately the chapters have been quite intense.. I would give y'all some fluff! How do you feel about that? 💜💜💜 (fluff ish, I'm not good at it lmao)

Oh oh oh, and the next chapter out will either be Taehyung or Jimin. I skipped around a bit, so that I could write what I had motivation for. Don't worry! I'll try not to skip around so I don't confuse y'all heheh enjoyyyy

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The seven had gone out for the day, deciding to spend their day off in the shopping centre. They all had a couple things they wanted to purchase for the upcoming trip to Malta. It was only a week away, and they didn't have anymore days off until then besides today. So why not be productive? The team had split up into two groups, Namjoon, Jungkook, Yoongi, and Jimin. The other team having Jin, Taehyung, and Hoseok.

Jin, Taehyung, and Hoseok had decided to go out to a shoe outlet, which had plenty of unique shoes that brands decided not to sell for whatever reason. Hoseok had been obsessed with shoes lately, especially ones that he will find no one else wearing on the streets. Taehyung had wanted a new pair of dress shoes, and Jin didn't really care what they did.

The group of four, had ultimately decided that they wanted to go into a restaurant before they started their day full of shopping. They had chosen a small restaurant, one they've never been to. It's supposed to model an Italian restaurant. (life lesson kids, if a restaurant is a certain food type for example say you go to a seafood restaurant, do not get steak or hamburgers. It's not their specialty, and there is a good chance they didn't cook it well enough.) Namjoon was craving steak at the moment. He had suggested an American one, but the other 3 had wanted pizza, so that is what they got.

Namjoon's pov (ooo more pov's)

I had really wanted steak today, but majority rules; so here I found myself gazing through the menu and hunting anything that sounded even partially good. My appetite for steak had left by now, and now that I saw all the delicious pizza options on the menu I kind of wanted some. They had everything, pepperoni, sausage, meat lovers, vegetable, margarita pizza, and even plain cheese pizza. I was mouthwatering over all of the different options.

"Hyung, there is steak here! Just like you wanted!" I shook my head no, not really in the mood for it anymore.
"I think I'll just do pizza like the rest of you."
"But hyung isn't steak what you wanted?" I nodded, my mind now couldn't decide what it wanted. How simple it is to change my mind.
"You're right, I'll have a steak." The waiter eventually came to our table, and we read him our orders. The pizza's came personal, but Jungkook ordered two. I didn't see him eat breakfast this morning, so that's probably why.

We had been waiting for around 20 minutes, I was getting more and more impatient by the second. Everytime a server entered through the big double doors with a plate full of food on their trays, I got so excited. But then they would walk right past us and set the food behind us, somewhere.

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Finally, the food was set in front of us, and we dug in. I shoved the chopped up pieces of steak into my mouth, faster than I ever could have imagined. I noticed myself getting full, but I couldn't help but remember that we wouldn't stop for food again. Jungkook seemed to devour all of his pizza, Yoongi had given me a couple looks. I don't really know what about, but I couldn't care less at the moment. It was me and my steak, and that's it. Jimin ate all of his pizza except for one slice, which Jungkook gladly took.

As we were paying for the meal, I was getting ready to tip the waiter, when I felt my stomach gurgle and jump up to my throat. It was heavily uncomfortable, but it went away after a moment. I was left with quite a sore tummy, but I'm sure it will go away soon.

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As we walked out of the restaurant I couldn't help but realize that the ache hadn't gone away. We were walking to a small shop that Jimin wanted to go in, in hopes to find a new pair of sunglasses. I sat down on a bench, trying my best to contain my bubbling stomach. I placed a hand over it, feeling how bloated it was and how irritated it felt. I applied a bit of pressure, but stopped once I felt it gurgle again. I tried to do it again, but I was left with a nauseous feeling. I managed to burp, which instead of helping release pressure, it felt as if it had gotten worse. To make matters worse, a bunch of people turned to look at me.

"Namjoon-ah, that was gross. Stop it." I couldn't really help it, the way Yoongi had addressed me made me feel guilty.
"I'm sorry." He didn't respond, instead turning his back on me once again. I winced at the sudden wave of intense nausea I felt, I really wanted to try and burp, but I didn't want to be told off again. Instead I held it as best as I could, placing a warm hand on my tummy again.

Jimin tried on numerous pairs of glasses, and couldn't find a pair he liked. I sat there on the bench the entire time, finally getting comfortable. I didn't really want to move from this spot, I was feeling somewhat better after massaging my stomach and leaning my head on Jungkook's shoulder. He somehow managed to fall asleep after the short twenty minutes, probably a result of eating so much.

I felt a belch rising up my throat, but I forced it to come out as a burp. Yoongi eyed me again, but didn't say anything. He's probably disappointed. I then proceeded to look away shyly from him, feeling the guilt. I felt the urge to burp again, and at this point I let it go freely. I was so tired of the pain and constant nausea, I didn't care for keeping my pride at the moment. Yoongi looked again, this time less annoyed and more sympathetic.

"Does your stomach hurt?" I nodded, and closed my eyes again. I felt a warm liquid arise and my throat and I immediately thought I was going to be sick. I stood up in a panic, heading to the restrooms, Yoongi followed and Jungkook awoke, though he didn't come along.

"Hey, calm down for a moment, will ya? It'll be okay." He tried to soothe me the best that he could but I couldn't really focus. I gagged into the porcelain bowl, but nothing came up.

It hurt badly, my throat was roughed up and sore. My stomach felt achy and I felt so nauseous, but nothing was coming up. "Hyung- nothing is coming up." He sighed understandingly, rubbing my back.
"I'm sure something will, just wait it out." But I didn't want to, we were in a public restroom and I was gagging loudly. Even an employee had come to check on me after hearing how loud it was. It was embarrassing.

Just as I thought, nothing came up after 10 minutes. "How much longer can you hold up? We need to pick up a new charger for Jungkook's phone, and then we will take you home." I shrugged, kind of annoyed that I couldn't go home and rest in my bed, but it's alright I guess. "Alright, we will be quick," He pauses to think for a minute. "Would you rather wait in the car? I can come with you, or Jimin can if you like." I nodded.

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So here I am now, sitting in the car, leaning my burning forehead against the window. I felt like crap.

Third person pov (normal, yaya!)

Namjoon's stomach made a great effort to escape through his lips, but it never succeeded. It only left him feeling extremely nauseous and sick. "You can burp if you like Namjoonie, it might make you feel better." Yoongi told him, he had been showing him a lot more sympathy ever since the whole, bathroom incident in the shop. Namjoon shakes his head,
"No.. It doesn't help." Yoongi sighs, trying to think of something else.
"Do you need to shit?" Again, Namjoon shakes his head. "Maybe we can give you some laxatives, yea?" He doesn't get a response, instead, Namjoon retches hard, but makes no effort to open the car door.

"Come on, lets get out just in case."
"N-no. I'm not going to." He retches again, and saliva falls from his lips from having his mouth open for so long. "Ahh" It really hurts him, his throat is really aching.

Yoongi opens the car door eventually for Namjoon, letting him get out. This time, he coughs on something in the back of his throat, and a very small stream of bile comes out. "See? You did need to."
"It was only a little, it didn't help." Yoongi doesn't say anything, but once Namjoon is done, he closes the door, and rubs his back a bit. He pulls out his phone, texting the others to hurry up.

'Namjoon has been sick guys, please hurry, I need to take him home.' Jimin and Jungkook had already been on their way, so they had just arrived, while the other three were somewhere in the mall.

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"Aww my poor hyungie." Jimin coos, Jungkook sits in the back, and plays with the poor ones hair in hopes to calm him. Soon enough, the others arrive and get into the back seats of the car. "Do you need water? I have some if you want it." Namjoon nods, thinking the water will signal the rest of the items in his stomach to just-- come up already. He really hates being nauseous. He takes a slow sip of the water, and he immediately rejects it. He's left with vomit splattered not only across the front of his shirt, but all over the seats too.

"Damn it." Yoongi mutters, pulling over as Namjoon lets out another loud retch. Jimin tries to unbuckle himself to go help, but Jin pushes him back.
"Let Yoongi do it, your stomach isn't strong enough." Jimin sighs, feeling guilty, but understanding.

"Hyung-" He calls out for help, feeling awfully vulnerable.
"I know, I know. Just let it out." Namjoon lets out a loud belch, coughing right afterwards.

After the horrible nausea spell, he is proud to say he feels somewhat better. His stomach isn't turning, and he can get into the car on his own.

"I think I feel better now."

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Yayayyaya. Okay, so, the taehyung chapter(s) should be out soon. I am doing two stories withing that chapter so yea! Hehehe <3. It's the cyst one, and autophobia, which are both requests.

Have an amazing day!

Byebye

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