Kpop Sickfics / Hurtfics

🐺 Jeongin - Airport Chaos

~ Jeongin's POV ~

No one said, that being in a world-famous boyband would be easy, I knew exactly what I was getting into. At least I thought I did. I thought, that we still had the right to privacy and personal space. But apparently, not everyone believed this.

We were flying from Seoul to Los Angeles, for then next stop of our world tour. It was a more than 10-hour flight, so safe to say, we were all incredibly exhausted and jet-lagged. As we exited the plane, we all hoped, that fans stayed home, instead of flocking to the airport, and making it hard for everyone to move.

- All right, guys, we have news. There are more than 200 fans waiting for you outside, so brace yourselves. – Our manager stopped us for a little briefing. – Here are some hats, sunglasses and masks, please wear these. Remember, don't engage, and let's get to the hotel quickly.

We looked at each other with worry, but there was nothing we could do, just to hurry.

Exiting to the lobby, we were greeted with yells, screams and people running towards us. For a brief moment, we were frozen, not knowing what to do, but Bang Chan acted fast.

- I'm staying back, Changbin and Felix at the front, then Minho and Hyunjin, Jisung goes between you two, keep an eye on him! Seungmin and Jeongin before me, and I'm last! Let's get this over with. Be aware of each other, and your surroundings!

We got into formation, and just before fans reached us, we were surrounded with bodyguards and security guards. We slowly started making our way outside, but the lobby was huge, as was the crowd. After what felt like eternity, I looked up, and saw, that we weren't even halfway there. My ears were bombarded with screams, my eyes were already hurting from the flashes, and my body was tired from the long flight.

- Do you guys see Jisung? Is he okay? – Chan asked, and Seungmin nodded. We were always extra careful with Jisung during these situations, he was prone to anxiety or panic attacks. Thankfully, he seemed to be fine today.

But I wasn't.

It started becoming way too much for me. I couldn't catch my breath, I was constantly touched on my shoulder, head or arms, people were screaming my name all over the place, and all I wanted to do was just to lay down, and never get up.

- Jeongin, keep up, you can rest in the car! – Seungmin grabbed my shoulder, and pulled me beside him. My legs felt like they were of iron, my arms were numb, and I couldn't control my breathing anymore. My heart rate skyrocketed, and I started crying.

- Jeongin? Keep it together for just a couple of minutes, we're almost there. – I didn't know who said it. Was it Seungmin? Chan? Or a bodyguard? It didn't even matter at that point.

My body seemingly ran out of energy, and I felt myself grabbing the nearest object, in order not to collapse right then and there. It turned out to be Seungmin's right arm.

- OW, what the...? Jeongin? Chan, Jeongin passed out. – I didn't but I was way too tired to correct him. The shaking and heart palpitations were still going on. I wasn't sure how much longer I could last...

- God fucking damn it, I hate airports. – I heard Chan whispering, as I was being lifted. Someone scooped me up, and was holding me under my knees, and supporting my back. I opened my eyes slightly, only to see our leader's panicked face. – Someone grab his bags, and let's go, I don't want to fucking be here any longer! – He was practically yelling at this point.

The rest of the way was a blur. I heard my name being called a bunch of times, but I was way too exhausted to respond in any way. Then I heard car doors being opened, and the next second, I was placed on something soft, and the shouting was becoming quieter.

- Jeongin, wake up. We're in a car, you're safe now. – Jisung's voice was calming and low, so I slowly opened my eyes. I was laying in his lap, and he was stroking my hair. He smiled down to me, and helped me get up. We were in a car with tinted windows, so people couldn't see inside. – Do you remember what happened?

I shook my head, my mind was all over the place, I didn't even remember where we were. I only remembered the loud noises and blinding flashes. This turned out to be a trigger, as the next second, I started tearing up, and gasping for air again.

- Oh no, calm down, it's over, we're far away from the airport! – Jisung tried to calm and distract me frantically, but my ears were buzzing, and I didn't hear a thing he said. I buried my head in my hands, and started rocking back and forth.

I felt like I was losing touch with reality, and I was going insane. My breathing became more and more frantic, my heart rate was higher, than ever before, and I completely lost my hearing and sight. Was this it? Was I truly that weak?

I grabbed my own hair, and started pulling on it, and hitting my head. I was so desperate, I didn't want to lose it in front of my friends, but there was no rational thought in my mind.

- Don't do that, Jeongin, stop it, please! I got you, you're safe. What do I do, oh my god. Umm, here, breathe with me. – Jisung's voice broke down the wall, and I felt my hand on his chest. – Do you feel my breathing? Could you breathe the same? I know you can. – I slowly started to copy him, and in a few minutes, I finally returned.

- Good job, honey, I know you can do it. Are you okay? – I gave him a small nod, before laying back, and closing my eyes.

- Is he okay? What happened, Jeongin? – Minho turned around from the front, looking at me with worry written on his face. Wasn't that a good question?

- He had a panic attack, I can't blame him. That was awful. But we're almost at the hotel, so we can sleep, finally. – That sentence made me calm down completely, I finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

A few minutes later, I let myself being carried into my room, that I shared with Chan. He wanted to keep an eye on me. 

Our managers were notified of my condition, and I got the next day off. They also promised me, that next time, they will double the security, and nothing like this will ever happen