BTS Sickfics

Yoongi: Salmonellosis (+A/N)

okay so like, i got a dm asking if my stories could be translated into arabic. im still kinda considering it, but it made me wonder, if they were translated, would you read them?

also, if it is wanted, does anyone else wanna offer to translate into other languages? i cant like, pay anyone or really offer any kinda reward, but like if you wanna do that then dm me cause like maybe i can make an account or smth.

request by Spekjess :)

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Yoongi's POV -

Taehyung really likes baking nowadays. I don't really know why, because he doesn't like to eat loads of sweet things, and we don't have the time to eat loads of cookies and stuff, but he's into it all the same. He can't even cook a basic meal, but he's working hard to supply us with baked goods.

He started off just making simple fairy cakes for Jimin's birthday, then he made a big one, and then he started making all sorts of different cakes, like coffee cake, and chocolate cake. Then he started baking cookies, and pastries, and tarts. All sorts.

It's slightly annoying that he's really good at it, too. Not because I don't want him to have any hobbies, but because the company is now trying to force a diet on us again, because Taehyung keeps showing cookies and cakes at us every single day. I've told him to donate them, or something, and he said he'd look into it, but all he does is make us eat them.

I sit on one of the stools by the island, my head held up with my hands, as I watch him mix eggs into the batter he's making. It starts to get thicker as he adds flour, and then he sprinkles in nearly a full bag of chocolate chips. He goes about adding some cinnamon, and then some vanilla sweetener, and then he starts kneading with his hands. The mixture comes together into a cookie dough. It's a pale gold colour, and the cinnamon adds a little red undertone. Although I complain about him making so much, I'm looking forward to this one.

"I think I might start my own little business," he says as he turns to the baking tray resting on the oven. "I'll make little mesh bags, and put like four or five inside, and send them around Seoul."

"Do you have the time?" I snub him a little, and his shoulders droop as he starts to butter the tray.

"No. I just want to bake, hyung. Like how Jimin wants to run a little restaurant when BTS is over. Maybe I wanna run a little bakery."

"Why do you like baking so much now?"

"Dunno. It's fun. It's more fun than cooking meals. I can play with as much sugars and spices as I like. It's not like people depend on cake to live, is it?"

I pull the cookie dough mixture towards me, and break a small chunk off. I suck it appreciatively, savouring the undertones of cinnamon, and the light vanilla flavour. I break off another piece just as Taehyung turns around, and he slaps my hand away. I put the piece in my mouth, grinning at him.

"For someone who always complains about how much I'm feeding him, you seem very eager to eat my cookies before I've even finished making them. You shouldn't eat raw cookie dough, anyway. They make special cookie dough in stores now that isn't dangerous for you to eat."

I roll my eyes at him. "Cookie dough isn't dangerous to eat, Taehyung. It's just a rumour to stop kids from eating raw cookie dough. I've always eaten it raw, and I've never had any issues."

"But it's raw egg, hyung. You always run the risk of getting salmonella."

"Well, I've been eating it since I was a kid, and I've never once had salmonella. In fact, I rarely ever get tummy bugs in general. It's all nonsense, honestly."