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Enhypen's Jake - Type 1 diabetes

(Requested by hotlikeafever) 

(Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes)

(Also sorry if this sucks, I don't know much about diabetes so sorry if this doesn't make sense, but yeah hope you like it 😊)

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Jake's POV 

I have type 1 diabetes. Which means my body doesn't produce enough insulin. So I would always have to make sure I kept an eye on my blood sugar and ate enough. I have an insulin pump that is attached to my stomach, which also gives me insulin. It's a tubeless one, which is better for me so I can hide it better. The only people who know about my type 1 diabetes are my members, staff, etc. But I don't want to share it with anyone else. Today we are going to an award show and I really don't feel my best. But I don't want to ruin it for everyone else. We were on the way to the award show and I had my head leaned against Heeseung Hyungs shoulder. I didn't get much to eat today. We were all rushing around and trying to finish up little details, that I was only able to grab an apple. We were going to be performing TFW(That Feeling When), and Future Perfect(Pass The Mic).  I think we would go on stage after SEVENTEEN Sunbaenims. I had packed myself another insulin pump because this one was about to be done. But I only had time to put a pump in and no snacks. I knew the symptoms of low blood sugar but, like I said, I didn't want to be annoying. I'll just find something to snack on later. We pulled in and got situated in our dressing room. When we walked in there were tables of snacks and drinks, oh good I'll just grab one I thought. I was making my way to the table when I was pulled in another direction by the stylist. We had to get in our outfits. I was starting to get annoyed. Why couldn't they just let me get my snack. Once I was dressed I sprinted to the table. I scanned the table real quick and grabbed my favorite snacks and drink. But I was stopped by the voice of the stylist.

"Jake, no eating, I don't want you dirting your clothes,'' she said sternly.

"But I won't, I'll be careful I promise". She didn't even get to speak again because the director came rushing us out to perform. As we were waiting I started to feel sweaty. We didn't even perform yet. My head was hazy, but sweating like this was one of the symptoms of low blood sugar, but I ignored it.  Maybe I was just nervous, we were about to perform in front of lots of popular people. Soon it was our turn. 

"Good job everyone get dressed and go take a seat in the audience,'' our manager said, patting us on the back as we passed by him. My vision was blurry and I was so hungry. It was hot and I was getting irritated. 

"Hey Hyung you ok" Sunoo asked.

"You look really pale," when he said that it grabbed everyone's attention.

"I'm fine,'' I said, not even looking up at them. I wasn't fine but all I wanted to do was sit down and eat something. I was the first one to get dressed. But I was pulled in for makeup and hair. Just touch us but it was still a headache. We were all about to leave for our seats when I grabbed a bag of chips and hid it in my suit jacket.

"I have to go to the bathroom. You guys go ahead and I'll see you there".

"Are you sure we can just wait for you, '' Jungwon said.

"No it's ok, just go,'' I said, giving my best smile. While I was talking to them they all kind of morphed into a bunch of colors and shapes. That's not good. They started to walk away and so did I. I was shaking and couldn't get the bag open.

"Come on,'' I said under my breath, feeling tears in my eyes. This is ridiculous. I'm crying cause I can't get a bag of chips open. I took the back route to get to the bathroom, so I could stay away from the crowds and other groups and staff. I was still struggling with the bag. I didn't realize that someone was in front of me. I bumped into them and almost lost my balance when they grabbed my waist and steady me.