TW!!
Vomit
Swearing..
3rd person
"Ghhmmmm" Changbin groaned loudly from being awaken from his somewhat nice dream. He woke up drenched in sweat, heck it legit look like he jumped in a pool with clothes on. His stomach was in knots and he couldn't seem to comprehend his surroundings.
Changbins POV:
I had woken up to what felt like my organs being ripped out my body, my head felt like my skull had shrunk and was to small. To be a bit clear I felt like absolute shit. My clothes and sheets were drenched but I couldn't bring myself to get up to change my clothes and sheets, my muscles hurt like a bitch.
Ofcourse me being as stupid I am I just brushed it off as overdoing it at the gym or forgetting to stretch before dancing but i couldn't help but feel weird about it. After much mental encouragment by myself I somehow managed to stand up not without letting a blood curdling scream tho, oops. Hissing in pain, I quickly scurried to lift my covers over the sweat stained sheets and quickly dried my body off. "WHAT'S WRONG!??" Chan hyung burst into the room with a baseball bat screaming. "woah, there, calm down I just stubbed my toe" I lied through my teeth, lying had become a bit easier for some reason; it's just, reasonable answers come to my head at the exact correct time it's been like this for a while. Ofcourse I feel terrible for lying to my members but if its to not burden them then it's fine. "OK, if you say so" Chan hyung replied sceptically.
Dramatically, I sighed before lifting my leg which felt like bricks and applying pressure before switching to my other foot. I managed to get to my closet with only a few stumbles and quickly got dressed for dance practice. I wore a lose black t-shirt which framed my chest quite nice with black oversized joggers just to attempt to hide my shivering.
I guess I'm not in denial anymore, I feel drowsy and the pain is still shooting though my muscular body like a firework. I already know Im sick but I can't tell anyone, I'll be a burden. We have a comeback coming up in 2 weeks and we've all been really stressed, coming home at ungodly hours and dancing all day long, it's clearly taking a tole on our bodies. Felix has recently hurt his back and can't do most of the dance moves, so I can't hold the group back by being sick, besides I can just take some tablets after I check my temperature and I'll be fine. Well at least I hope I will be.
I slowly limped to the bathroom, biting my lip to not let out whimpers from the sharp pain. I walked inside and locked the door behind me before slowly turning around to not lose my balance and opening the 3rd drawer to grab the themometer. Hurriedly I check my temperature, crap it's 102.5. That's fine, Ill just get some fever reducers and a bit more sleep in the car and I'll be fine, again at least I hope I'll be. Suddently, I felt a heavy wave of nausea hit me like a speeding bus, making me involuntarily gag. I quickly shuffled over to the toilet before letting out another loud gag. I quickly kneeled down hissing in pain before, yet again gaging. Finally on the fourth gag I felt bile rising up my throat and after letting out a whimper I released the burning liquid into the toilet bowl. I gagged heavily unable to breathe before once again letting the acidic liquid escape into the water. After a agonising minute or two, I finally stopped gagging and rested on my heels with my head on the toilet seat.
"Binnie! " chan hyung yelled from downstairs. "Yea!?? " I replied unlocking the door after I put the long forgotten themometer back. "Everyone is here for breakfast so come down quick or felix will eat all your pancakes. "noo" I yelled obviously faking, I couldn't care less if felix ate my pancakes, truth be told, I feel like I would throw up my guts again if I digest anything, I just don't think I can. But at last I have to go downstairs so... Wish me luck.
I walked down the stairs wincing in pain while praying no one heard. I finally reached the table and sat at my reserved seat before staring the pancakes up and down. "is everything alright binnie? Do you not like them? " chan hyung questioned. "no no! There delicious I just want to get some syrup is that alright? " again, more alaborate lies, but this is good because while I'm in the kitchen I can get fever reducers and paracetamol for my head and body. I got up softly from my chair after chan hyung said it was as fine, gritting my teeth in pain. I slowly but steadily walked into the kitchen before making my way to the cabinets and grabbing the medication needed. Quickly, I swallowed the pills with the help of water and grabbed the syrup to not raise any questions. I left the kitchen and sat down with my body still on fire but I tried to conceal the pain past my expression. I picked up my fork and with much hesitation plopped it into my mouth. I swallowed hard already feeling the bile rising up but without I choice I swallowed it feeling it burn my throat. I continued to stuff my face at my usual pace to not attract any attention, I also joined in conversations as I would normally, trying to forget the rising nausea.
