Symphony of Renewal [A SKZ FF]

Chapter 11: Breaking Point

Miya Centric:
Miya awoke with a start. She felt like she was on fire, as well as sweaty. She immediately tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down by her shoulder.

"Don't sit up so fast. You'll give yourself whiplash," a familiar voice said calmly. She looked to her bedside, where the source of the voice was coming from...

Seungmin was at her bedside, sitting in a chair he had brought over from her desk. He was currently on his phone, not looking at her.

"Good. You're finally awake," he says, putting his phone down and finally looking at her. He removes a towel she hadn't even realised had been on her forehead and replaces it with a cool damp towel.

Now more awake, she speaks up. "What... happened?" she asks, her morning voice coning out raspy. She appeared to be sick. And out of all her members, she wasn't expecting Seungmin to be the one to take care of her.

Seungmin clears his throat, taking a deep breath. "You see..."

Third Person POV: (Flashback)
The boys were all currently in the living room while Miya was asleep in her room... or passed out to be more accurate.

They had all noticed something strange. Miya was still asleep. Or at least they assumed she was, since there was no sound to be heard from her room. In all the time they had been living with her, she had never woken up past 8 AM. So this was a first.

Seungmin, who was sitting next to Jeongin on one of the sofas, was lost in his thoughts.

He knew exactly what was wrong with Miya. You see, he was more perceptive than people gave him credit for. Being the morning person he was, he had noticed that she was a restless sleeper and that she had something like insomnia. He also seemed to be the only one who noticed the bags under her eyes, though they were not obvious.

The boys always did this, finding themselves having meetings over their newest member. It was like she was constantly on their minds, and they didn't know why.

Felix was the first to break the silence that previously had been in the room. "Should check on her? Maybe something happened," he suggests quietly and hesitantly.

Seungmin nods in agreement. He knew that getting sprayed with ice-cold water every day during dance practice wasn't the best thing for someone's health. He clears his throat, finally speaking up. "Yeah, we can't let anything happen to her. Lest we want people to know what we've been doing." He didn't want to reveal what had happened to Miya just yet.

Chan raises an eyebrow at Seungmin, surprised by his eagerness. "Okay then. Since you're so insistent about checking on Miya, maybe you should do it," he responds, more of an order than a suggestion.

Seungmin was about to protest but refrained from doing so. He realised he had gotten himself into it by commenting. He just nodded, standing up before heading to Miya's room.

"Wow. He actually went..." Chan mutters as he watches Seungmin's retreating form, chuckling a little.

Reaching Miya's room, Seungmin hesitated to go in. He then remembered that if his suspicions were correct and that she was sick, then she would be too out of it to even register him.

Slowly opening the door to Miya's room, he entered. Miya was as still as a statue as she slept, not moving an inch. It kind of concerned him. Letting out a breath, he walked over to her bedside so he could clearly see her...

And just as he had thought, she was sick. She seemed to have a cold and a fever, judging from how she was sweating immensely and how he could feel her high temperature from where he was standing. Taking note of this, he went back to the living room to report to the others.

"So... it looks like she has a fever and a cold," Seungmin starts as he stands in the doorway of the living room, waiting to see their reactions.

"But how?!" Han exclaims incredulously. Seungmin just shoots him a look that screams, 'Are you dumb?'

Changbin says after a bit, "Oh wait. It's probably from all the times we've had dance practice."

A look of realisation falls over his face, as well as the others. 'Finally,' Seungmin thinks, rolling his eyes

Chan puts a hand on his chin, seemingly in thought. "Okay, as Seungmin said earlier. We can't let anything happen to her. It looks like we'll have to nurse her back to health. Seungmin, you'll be in charge of lowering her temperate. Minho, you'll be in charge of making soup, as well as other food for her to eat. And for the others, you'll be in charge of letting of letting Miya breathe," he announces, his leader mode turning on.

"Wait, wait, wait... what? I didn't consent to this," Minho says a bit loudly in protest.

Chan gives him a deadpan look as he explains, "You're the best cook here.... besides, do you want to be the one to explain to JYP as to why Miya is sick?"

Minho stays silent for a bit, not having any comeback. "Fine, fine. I'll do it," he grumbles after a bit, rolling his eyes as he heads to the kitchen.

Hyunjin eyes widen as he suddenly remembers something. "What is it?" Han asks curiously.

Hyunjin responds, sounding a little unsure. "You've all noticed how Miya has been getting better at mastering our choreos so quickly, right?"

The others, except Chan, pause. Their eyes widened as well. "Yeah, I wonder why..." Jeongin responds. The others - again, except for Chan, nod in agreement.

Chan just blinks, knowing part of the reason why due to him catching Miya while she was having one of her late night practices. He decides to change the subject. "That is odd... but let's focus on the situation at hand. And we have to draw the line somewhere. You can mess with Miya all you want. Just don't let anything happen to her."

Chan's words seem to enter, as the others stand up, going to do their assigned tasks. He lets out a relieved sigh as he, too, stands up. He couldn't help but notice how none of them had actually agreed to the second thing he said...

Miya Centric:
Miya takes a sip from a glass of water Seungmin had given her as he finished his story. He had made sure not to tell her everything, though. Like what he had noticed or how Chan had told them to go easy on her.

"You should really take care of yourself, you know," he muses. He sounded annoyed, but his tone had some concern? in it.

Miya snaps back in response. "Are you kidding me? You guys were literally the ones spraying me with water until I got drenched. And you were one of the biggest supporters," she exclaims, her tone disbelief.

Seungmin doesn't say anything in response. Touché. He shouldn't have said that. He suddenly felt sheepish...

He decided to change the subject, averting his gaze. "Let me check on the soup Minho is making for you since he obviously won't bring it here himself. I'll be back in a few." He glances at her with an unreadable expression on his face as he leaves the room.

He returns a few minutes later, a bowl of hot soup in his hands. He retakes his place at Miya's beside, handing her the soup as she sits up again, albeit slower this time.

"Hmm.. my favourite," Miya observes as she notices that it's chicken noddle soup, raising an eyebrow at the coincidence. She was about to dig in when Seungmin suddenly spoke up.

"Careful. It's hot," he says quickly, before going back to using his phone like nothing happened

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