Fluffy SKZ oneshots🧸

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Sickie/Little: Minho

Caregiver: Chan

Requested by: @stay556 

No one's POV.:
When Minho came back from the practice room the previous evening, he noticed his stomach feeling a little sore, so he decided to skip dinner and just go to bed early after taking a shower. He thought he could just sleep the slight discomfort away and maybe it would have worked, had he been able to sleep. The pain in his abdomen had grown quickly and he spent most of the night tossing and turning in an attempt to get comfortable. He was impressed that his roommates stayed asleep through all of it. In the end, he had gotten maybe two or three hours of sleep and the stomach ache still hadn't gone away. Since he was the first one up, Minho made himself a cup of tea and took tiny sips while getting dressed. They'd only do some recording today, so he settled for a hoodie and sweatpants, putting as little pressure on his aching middle as possible. When he was ready, he sat back on his bed and waited for the rest of his group to wake up and it wasn't too long till Chan poked his head into the room to wake them. While the others sleepily trudged to the kitchen to get breakfast, Minho stayed on his bed and continued to scroll through his phone. "You're not going to eat?", Chan asked and the dancer shook his head, replying: "Not really hungry right now, I'll take something with me though, in case I get hungry later." That was enough of an explanation for the leader to leave him alone.

Since they weren't dancing today and would only sit around the studio most of the day, Minho decided not to tell his members about him not feeling his best. He just had to record his lines and could relax on the studio couch in the meantime. Before they left, he made sure that Chan saw him shove an apple, a banana and a proteinbar into his bag. He wasn't planning on eating it but he didn't want his hyung to worry about him. Jisung was still sleepy when they got into the car, so Minho took the opportunity and sat beside the younger. That way the others wouldn't bother him and he might be able to get some rest on the way there too. Just like the night before, he wasn't able to sleep, so he discreetly snuck his hand under his hoodie to rub his own stomach. He could feel the upset organ cramp under his palm and tried to soothe it with his hand. It wouldn't work and by the time they had to get out of the car, it was a struggle to stand upright and not bend over with his arms wrapped around his middle but Minho was tough and managed to keep up appearances.

"Are you okay?", Felix asked, as he slowed a bit to walk beside Minho, who was walking slower than the rest. The older forced a smile and lied: "Just a bit tired still. Couldn't sleep that well last night." The younger frowned in sympathy before cracking a smile: "Does that mean cuddles while we wait for our turn?" That earned an honest chuckle from Minho and he was quick to agree. With 3racha in the producer seats and one member in the recording chamber, that left Minho and Felix on one couch and the other two members on the other couch. Just like he had promised, Felix cuddled Minho to allow the older to catch up on some of the sleep he had missed. It wasn't as comfortable as the imagined though, the older kept squirming, unable to find a position that would minimize the pain. To make matters worse, the more time passed, the dizzier he got. It had been a while since his last meal and while he could usually go a long time without food, he had danced so much yesterday, that his body was in dire need of energy. Felix studied his hyung's pale face before getting up to go talk to Chan.

Walking up to the three producers, he tapped the leader's arm and prompted him to remove his headphones. "Hyung, I think something's up with Minho-hyung. Could you check on him?", Felix whispered. Chan turned his chair around and frowned: "What's on your mind; Lix?" – "When I asked him if he was okay, he said he was tired because he didn't sleep well but he looks a lot paler now than he did before and he keeps squirming. I think he's in pain, hyung", the younger listed, "if he's going to talk to anyone, it's probably you." Chan nodded and got up to check on the curled-up figure on the couch. "Minho-yah, are you feeling alright? You're looking a bit pale", the oldest asked with a gentle smile. Minho forced himself into a sitting position, trying not to show how much it pained him. Putting on a brave face in front of the leader, he replied: "I'm fine, just a little tired." Chan could see right through this lie. The tension was visible on the dancer's pale face, a clear indicator that he was hiding some kind of pain. How could Chan get him to tell him the truth?