Is Taehyung Sick Novels & Stories

Yuhwan was in a foul mood today. Even though yesterday was an official rest day for the team, Haneul hadn't shown his face at all. That unapologetic attitude twisted Yuhwan’s stomach with resentment. Then this afternoon, Haneul showed up on the field looking utterly spaced out. His complexion was noticeably paler than usual, causing Yuhwan’s brow to furrow deeply. 'Was he sick? Is that why he didn't come yesterday?' He couldn't tell if it was just a hangover or if the chronic illness the youth had mentioned was actually worsening. Whatever severe illness he had, pouring alcohol down his throat like that was practically suicide, especially if his time was already running out. This whole situa

He came towards my back and I didn't bother to face him. "Carla I said I was sorry right? Okay tell me hw to make it up to you?" seriously why am I even angry? "Carla don't be nasty" I mentally slapped myself and before I knew it Dawson took me in his arms carrying me in a bridal style. "Hey mista put me down!" Next morning. Sound of cutlery could be heard as we sat round the dining eating. It was just me, Taehyung and his mum. Kim jeong gyu was still receiving treatments and his dad had decided not to see him for now.

" Everyone agreed with him as he is the most sensible one. "But, we need to find out what are they up to," Hyun-Tae said softly, not looking directly at anyone else. "We will," Ha-Yoon added with a smile. Jung-Hoon shook his head while rubbing Syanja's back gently. She had been coughing badly as she caught a cold. Her body temperature had dropped dangerously fast.

"But you're mine. And tonight, I'll remind you why resistance is futile." He pushed me back onto the bed, the mattress dipping under our weight as he loomed over me. His body was hot, feverish, pressing me down with his bulk. I could feel the hardness of him against my thigh, insistent, but there was a sluggishness to his movements—a telltale sign the infection was winning. "Taehyung," I whispered, my hands pressing against his chest, not to push away but to steady him. "You're not well. Rest. The claiming can wait—"

Young-Jae smiled, a lot distracted from his previous thoughts and Minjae chuckled fondly, driving with one hand while the other settled onto Young-Jae's hair again. "He is, he is but you sure haven't seen Taehyung. That man's an eighteenth-century art professor trapped in the body of a frat-boy. He embodies delicacy and beauty while Nam believes in Kalguksu supremacy," she laughed shaking her head. "Anyway, so when he met Tae the very first time he fell out of the chair he was sitting in and bruised his knee. Taehyung, who was trying his best to hold his laughter back, tried to help him up but Tae used to be a lot leaner before. He couldn't pick him up and tripped backward, falling on his bu

There was this intense pain running all through my lower body, my legs were sore and next thing I knew I couldn't walk. I crashed to the floor and yelped in pain, Taehyung chuckled at first but then got over and picked me up. "Sorry" he giggled as he carried me towards the bathtub. "Shut up" I blushed and looked away, pouting at him. "The water is warm, you'll feel better soon" he said and got in the tub before me. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" I furrowed my brows and narrowed my eyes

But I nodded anyway, urging him to continue. "He is uh..." He paused then, swallowing hard; a clear sign that whatever he wanted to say next was pretty hard for him. "Well, he's sick. Actually, he's been sick for a long time now, but he's been managing it well. But now, things are out of control, and it's pretty serious."

Both of Dae Hyun’s eyes were still closing tight, but his mouth never stopped asking her not to leave him. Qeiza took a long deep breath. “Alright. I won’t go,” purred Qeiza. She knelt again on the side of Dae Hyun’s bed and caressed softly his back of hand. After Dae Hyun looked calmer, Qeiza called Dae Hyun’s private doctor. “Don’t worry, Ae Ri,” said Daniel after examining Dae Hyun. “He’ll be alright. This is just a case of mild food poisoning.”

Of course, Jungkook isn't a pervert. Taehyung rubbed his temples and headed to the bathroom. He gets frustrated sometimes with work and his long-distance relationship with his girlfriend. He picked up some tissues and stuffed them into his pockets. Taehyung met Yoongi in the bathroom and ignored him as usual. Yoongi was the single weirdest person in the office after Jin of course and Taehyung didn't want to be caught associating with him. Yoongi leaned into the stall glaring at the man before him and warning him to keep quiet. The man nodded and placed one long finger across his lips imitating Yoongi's action.

She looked up at Adrian again, wanted to make sure he won't drop her on the floor or hurt her. "I won't hurt you, I promise" Taehyung replied nothing. He just lowered his head and made a small step, softly hissing and wincing in pain because of his lower region. Jungkook stopped him from walking immediately when he noticed his omega was in pain and struggled to walk. "Will you allow me to carry you?" Elysian immediately cocked her head up to look at him with surprise. "Let me carry you... You're in pain right now"