Stray Kids SickFics ~ Little's and Fluff. (SLOW UPLOADS)

#2

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Ill – Jisung.

Caregiver – Minho (And a bit of Chan idk)

(THIS IS A REQUESTED CHAPTER – I could not find the account name I am so sorry 😭)

Jisung's POV:

I was sitting at the computer, trying to perfect a beat for an upcoming song with 3racha. STAY's had requested a sexy topic, so Lix and I decided we would do the vocals for it. That was the song I was currently trying to figure out. Sighing, I reluctantly took a sip of the long abandoned and warm water from the morning which Minho delivered to me after getting knowledge on how I was overworking myself. I wondered what warm water was supposed to do, but it was cold anyway now so I didn't really notice.

At around 10 o'clock in the night, Channie-hyung got up and announced we were done for the day, and Changbin-hyung soon got up after him while stretching. A few of his tense muscles popped. I remained at my laptop. Chan raised an eyebrow at me questioningly, to which I sighed and replied.

"I just need to figure out the beat for this song, Channie-hyung. It'll probably take around 15 minutes, I promise." I spoke, and he silently nodded and walked out of the room.

I finally let out a frustrated sigh, and turned back to my laptop, trying many different types of guitar pitches to hopefully bring together the un-cooperative beat.

This was probably the most motivated I had been to finishing a song.

I didn't even notice the time fly by.

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The studio had suddenly become really cold, and a scratching at the back of my throat was brought to my attention forcefully. I brought the abandoned jacket at the back of my chair over my body. I hummed in content as the warmth wrapped itself over me.

Before I had a chance to react, as I got up the room spun under my feet.

I shakily got up and turned the thermostat up, hoping to heat up my overly shivering body. It did nothing but make me worse. I felt like I was in a sauna and in a freezing bath at the same time.

I whined and walked back to my chair as nausea made it's way through my body, bringing my knees to my head and letting it rest on them, I brought my hand to my phone to hopefully call Minho. It was dead. Dead for a while as it seemed.

A wave of tiredness hit me, and from instinct, I crawled under the table and rested my now pounding head against it. It had been my safe space when times were tough. Even when my parents were fighting when I was younger, I would hide under the table with headphones in until they finally stopped fighting. This was going to be a long night. I succumbed to the fuzzy feeling at the back of my head, knowing I wasn't supposed to become little under the supervision of someone, but I forgot...

Minho's POV:

We were all worried as we collectively sat on the couch, waiting for Jisung to return. The clock on the wall ticked each second, keeping everyone on the end of their seats in anticipation. Everyone was waiting for the familiar click of the lock and a smiling Jisung to walk into the dorm, though it never seemed to happen. Everyone was anxious.

Chan-hyung was biting his nails.

I was bouncing my leg unconsciously.

Binnie was calling Jisung's phone for the twelfth time.

Hyunjin was simply on the couch, staring at the ceiling which was apparently helping his stress.

Felix was also blowing up Jisung's phone with texts.