Kpop Sickfics / Hurtfics

🐺 Hyunjin + Jeongin - Stairs

// requested by: @maryaditom //

~ Hyunjin's POV ~

There's no denying, sometimes I'm quick to anger. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, and I have outbursts. I'm not proud of it, and although I'm trying to work on it, sometimes I let my anger control me.

And there are very few things that anger me more, than people being entitled and not owning up to their mistakes.

That was exactly the reason why the air was hot with temper and irritation this evening. We just got back from practice, and I immediately noticed, that the light in my room was lit.

After we made sure, that no one got into the house, I started questioning, who left the light on. I knew it wasn't me.

- Innie, you were in my room in the morning? Did you forget to turn it off?

- Uh, no... It wasn't me. – He was such a bad liar.

- Oh, come on! You left my room last, after borrowing that shirt!

- No, I turned it off! – He could try to save himself, but I knew the truth.

- Why can't you just own up to it? – I followed him to the stairs. He wanted to run away from me, but he needed to face the consequences.

- So what if I accidently left it on? It isn't that big of a deal! – He turned around on the stairs, and stared into my eyes. – It's not like I left the stove on, or forgot to lock the doors!

- Maybe that will be next, who knows? – I was infuriated, that he couldn't just say sorry.

- Oh my god, leave me alone! – He screamed, and I saw the tears in his eyes.

Was I too mean? Did I make it a bigger deal than it needs to be?

I took a step down, and reached out to him, letting go of the railing. What I forgot, is that the stairs were carpeted, and I was wearing socks.

They were slippery.

Before I could act, I felt my whole body leaning forward, and in a last attempt, I grabbed onto the nearest thing, to stabilize myself.

That nearest thing turned out to be Jeongin.

- Hyung, what the...? – That was the last thing I heard, before landing at the bottom of the stairwell. He landed on his back, hitting his head hard.

I landed over him, managing to support my body with my hands and elbows, so I wouldn't fall on him, injuring him further.

- Holy shit, are you okay? What the hell happened? – I sensed my teammates around me, and I felt someone lifting me up and carrying me away, before I could collapse onto Jeongin.

- Are you okay, where are you hurt? – Minho laid me on the couch, and looked at me with fear.

I wasn't able to answer, all I could think about is that I almost crushed my youngest, just because I was petty and careless.

- How... Innie... - That's all I managed to say, before a wave of nausea rendered me speechless.

- Um, they called an ambulance for him already. No, don't get up, you don't want to see him right now... – He pushed me back gently, as I tried to sit up, and see our maknae's condition for myself.

- Did I... what did I do? – The room was spinning around me, and my brain felt like it was scrambled. I felt the world around me less and less, and slowly, I fell into unconsciousness.

Did I kill him?

~ Changbin's POV ~