𝙆-𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

「ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ x」 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙔𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣 || 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

𝐃𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨: choiin-holic

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥

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A soft sneeze sounded throughout the dorms. A louder one followed seconds later. Then another, each one getting louder and louder until a groan of pain came from the idol. A noise of complaint turned from a long howl to a scream with tears. The sound of cries from the Yechan stopped once the inching in his throat picked up. Coughing now filled the dorms. He coughed hard until his dry throat started to spit up blood.

"AGHHH!!" He groaned loudly, half screaming, half whining. "H-Hyun-" The young idol tried to speak, but started coughing blood again.

"Yah! Yechan-ah, please!" Junghoon yelled, running over to him. The worried man stopped moving, freezing in his tracks at the sight of blood dripping down the Maknae's mouth. "Oh... my... Gosh...." He whispered to himself in disbelief. Panic pulsed through his veins, trying to think of what to do now. Call the manager? Call the ambulance? Get Jaehan? Tell Yechan's parents?

Without thinking twice, Junghoon screamed. "Hyung!! Yechan's bleeding!!"

It took only seconds for Sebin, Jaehan, and Xen entered the room in a shuffled manner. An expression that could only be described as 'alarmed' spread like a disease as each and every one of the members called to each other to witness Yechan's lethal condition.

"H-Hyung..." Yechan tried to speak, but his voice was weak and tired. It sounded more as if he could barely breathe.

"Shhh, Yechan- No, no please. Stay with us!" Junghoon cried, holding the Maknae in his arms tightly. The look in his eyes were sparkless, which made the frightened hyung even more agitated. Yechan had been sick for weeks. It started with skipping meals, loss of appetite, and fatigue- suddenly, his fever sky-rocketed. Life felt so fake and feverish to him. Pain invaded his body, his vision blurred with tears. Though the room was room-temperature, it felt to Yechan as if he were in the deep depths hell.

His eyes slowly closed, his hearing muffling all words around him. Everyone in the Omega X dorm was on edge, scrambling around. Taedong, thankfully, was on call with the ambulance as the chaos took place.

"What is the condition of your friend?"

"He's breathing but- blood is dripping from his mouth.... he's not gonna make it-" tears streamed down his face as he broke out in a desperate plea. "Please come quickly! Save him!"

As if on cue, the sound of sirens broke out loudly within the neighborhood. "The ambulance will be there shortly. Make sure that your friend is still breathing, and holding him on his side,"

Taedong shouted the instructions over to Junghoon, who did as he was told. Yechan's limbs became heavy, no strength was left in them. His heart beat weakened by the second. It was inevitable, he was going to die.

The ambulance got in, checking his vitals first thing. There was a pause before they could even do chest compression or anything of use. The woman looked at each and everyone of the members, shaking her head to answer our suspicions.

"N-No! You're lying!" Kevin yelled in defense, practically choking on his tears. He ran over to Yechan, who was lying lifelessly at Junghoon's knees. In sync, Kevin grabbed the hand of the freshly deceased, Junghoon doing the same with the other hand closest to him.

"C'mon Yechan-ah! Please, wake up! Don't scare us!!" Kevin whaled, begging his best friend.

"Yechan... Hyung is here... Please..." Junghoon piped up, his voice cracking.

Desperate wails and mourning echoed through the dorms. The paramedics discreetly excused themselves from the building, trying their best to not make a scene. It was regulations that they take the corpse with them, but this time they didn't. The boys needed their time to mourn. It's not everyday a Maknae dies.

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Yechan jolted up in his bed. His forehead felt warmer than usual. A sniffle came from his stuffed, red nose. "Must be a sinus infection," he thought to himself, hobbling his way out of bed. It wasn't very late in the morning. In fact, it was quite early. The sun was just rising, so he could only guess it was around 5-6 am. Either way, it was way too early to be awake.

A deep breath escaped a tired, fatigued Yechan as he made his way out of the dorm room. It was awfully quiet, although he didn't expect anyone to be awake. His heavy footsteps trailed into the kitchen. Carefully, he flipped on a light.

There, everyone sat quietly. Simultaneously, everyone's gaze shifted towards him in an eerie act of shock. Seriousness turned into a visage of astonishment.

"Y-Yechan?" A confused Sebin questioned. Yechan displayed a friendly smile, subtly trying to hint towards his disorientation. Finally, for the first time in days, Hyuk spoke.

"Did you see the dream too?"

Distraction washed over the Maknae completely now. "What dream-"

"Yechan-ah," Jehyun said, getting the attention of everyone in the dead silent room.

Intrigued, Yechan listened contently, seeking context. He couldn't believe what he was hearing as Jehyun spoke once more.

"You died,"

His heart sank. He was both scared and flabbergasted at the same time. Although he didn't know how to respond, Xen was awfully quiet as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" He asked Jehyun. The members turned their heads to look at him.

"We're talking about the dream we all shared.... when Yechan died...?" Hangyeom tried to jog Xen's memory. However, he just shook his head in disagreement at Hangyeom's clarification.

"I don't know what you're talking about," He replied, directing his words towards the entire group.

"It wasn't a dream," 

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𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧!!

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