Lee Y/N. Younger brother of Taeyong and Mark, and 8th member of NCT Dream. 18 years old. Maknae.
Practice was going well. Y/N did everything perfectly, moving in synchronization with Mark, Renjun, Haechan, Jeno, Jaemin, Chenle and Jisung. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
However, fate had other plans for Y/N, the eighteen year old dancer who everyone in NCT loved.
As Beatbox played from the speakers, the group got into position and began the dance. On the second verse, however, disaster happened. Y/N happened to be under the fan, which now creaked dangerously. But they didn't hear it, the music being loud.
The fan fell onto Y/N's shoulder and he let out a cry of pain, falling to the floor. Everyone rushed over, the instructed stopping the music before he, too, ran to check on the Maknae.
"Y/N, Y/N, are you okay?" Mark panicked.
"H-hyung, I can't m-move!" Y/N cried, still lying on the floor.
"Y/N, Hyung is going to remove your shirt, okay?" Renjun asked. He heard a small whine of agreement. He began to unbutton Y/N's shirt, but stoped when he uncovered Y/N's right shoulder. "Mark Hyung, this isn't good."
"What is it?"
"It's in the wrong place." Y/N could see Renjun's face paling and began to panic, breaths coming in short, ragged breaths.
"Shh, Y/N, don't panic." Jaemin tried to calm him down. "It's gonna be alright."
"Call Taeyong." Mark said suddenly, unnerving the Dreamies with the sudden change of tone. "Now."
Soon enough, the 127 members arrived, Taeyong, Jaehyun, and Doyoung kneeling next to the Maknae.
"I think we should go to the hospital."
"His shoulder is dislocated." The doctor informed gravely. "We will have to pop it back in."
"Hyung, is it- is it going to hurt?" Y/N asked, a scared expression on his face.
"Shh, it's going to hurt, but listen to me ok?" Mark said. "Do you trust Hyung?"
"Y-yeah."
"Take my hand." Mark give him an encouraging smile. Y/N took his outstretched hand. "When she says 3, squeeze as much as you need."
"1."
"2."
"3!" This elicited a cry from Y/N, who's eyes widened in pain and filled with tears.
"It hurts!" He whimpered, looking up at his brothers, teeth clenched in pain.
"Shh." Taeyong whispered. "Y/N, it's over now."
Soon, Y/N was discharged and taken home, Taeyong stating with the Dreamies for the night.
"Y/N, don't move too much." Taeyong said, when Y/N woke up the next morning. "You can stand but try not to move your shoulder."
