March For Mercy 《Seventeen》

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《Poision³》

Woozi, who still hadn't fallen asleep, was pulled out of his thoughts by the slamming of a door. Out of worry and curiosity, Woozi got out of bed and followed the sound to the bathroom.

There laid Seungcheol, hardly able to keep himself up on his knees as he threw up into the toilet bowl, his shirt soaked through with sweat.

"Holy shit, Coups, are you okay?" Woozi asks in shock as he joins Seungcheol on the freezing cold bathroom tiles.

"I don't know, I just felt really sick, now I can't stop throwing up." Seungcheol said in-between breaths. "And I feel like I'm overheating."

After a while, Seungcheol had emptied his stomach and had nothing left to throw up. That's when Woozi decided to feel his forehead.

Only to realize the older was ACUTALLY too hot to touch. "Holy shit you really are burning! That's not normal!" Woozi gasped, yanking his hand away from the others' skin.

Woozi immediately went to wake up the other members because whatever was happening right now was not normal.

"Wait he's on fire?" Mingyu asks as Woozi drags the other members to the bathroom where Seungcheol laid, his face pressed to the cold tile.

"Holy shit you weren't kidding." Jeonghan gasps as he feels how hot Seungcheol's skin is.

"I think it was the drug." Dk pointed out as they all nodded in agreement. "What should we do now?"

"3 of you, go get as much ice as you can carry! Get buckets if you have to!" Mingyu instructed.

Vernon came back with the first bucket of ice, dumping it on Seungcheol's torso and around his neck just to try and cool him down right now.

The group watched in horror as the ice melted almost immediately. Okay, NOW they should definitely start to worry.