Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Dimmed Lights (Ten)

The arena was alive with the kind of energy that only a massive crowd could generate. Thousands of fans, unified in their love for WayV, filled the space with their loud cheers and applause. The flashing lights of the stage, the powerful beat of the music, and the synchronized movements of the members all contributed to the electric atmosphere that seemed to pulse with every beat of the song. It was the kind of night that every performer dreams of—perfect, exhilarating, and full of energy.

At the center of it all was Ten, whose captivating stage presence drew the attention of everyone in the room. He was a dancer in his element, his fluid movements making every step seem effortless, his expressions shifting between confidence and passion. As a member of WayV, Ten was known for his ability to command the stage, his charisma oozing with every note he sang, every move he executed. It was the perfect performance, and for the fans, this was the moment they had been waiting for.

But behind the brilliance of the stage, something darker was stirring within Ten.

As the set progressed, his body began to feel heavier with each passing moment. What had started as a slight discomfort just a few days ago—a scratchy throat, a mild fever—had escalated into something far more debilitating. His throat felt raw and dry, the ache from his fever making his muscles feel like they were weighted down by cement. Despite this, he pushed through the pain, his professionalism keeping him going, determined to not let his fans down. He wasn't about to let something as trivial as a cold ruin a performance that meant so much to both him and the audience.

However, as the concert neared its peak, it became increasingly difficult for Ten to ignore the symptoms. The lights, which usually energized him, now seemed to burn with an intensity that left his skin clammy. His vision, too, began to blur intermittently, and dizziness began to take root. His usually fluid movements, so natural and effortless, now felt forced and stiff.

In the middle of a particularly high-energy segment, Ten felt his knees wobble beneath him. His breath, once steady and measured, grew shallow and uneven. The dizziness increased, and his stomach lurched with the unmistakable feeling of nausea. Despite this, he flashed a wide, confident smile toward the audience, hoping they wouldn't notice the struggle. But the battle was becoming harder to win, and with every passing second, Ten felt as though he was losing his grip on control.

As he spun into a particularly difficult move, a wave of nausea overwhelmed him, and his vision went black around the edges. The dizziness intensified, and his balance faltered. He felt the room tilt, and for a moment, it seemed as though the world was slipping out of his control.

The moment came in an instant. As Ten's body betrayed him, his legs buckled beneath him. His knees gave way, and he collapsed on stage, the bright spotlight casting a harsh glow over his fragile form.

The music screeched to a halt, and a stunned silence fell over the audience. The lights that had once been so vibrant and energizing now seemed to hang heavy in the air, emphasizing the stillness of the moment. The audience, at first confused, immediately sensed that something was wrong. Their excited cheers turned into murmurs of concern, and whispers began to circulate throughout the arena.

The members of WayV, initially caught up in the momentum of the performance, stopped as soon as they realized what had happened. They exchanged panicked glances, their eyes wide with fear. Lucas, who had been dancing just a few feet away from Ten, immediately rushed to his side, his face a mix of alarm and worry. He reached out to steady Ten, but before he could get a firm grip on him, Ten's legs gave out completely. With a soft thud, he collapsed onto the stage.

The air backstage was thick with tension as the remaining members rushed to Ten's side, desperately trying to keep him conscious. Hendery, who had been closest to Ten when the incident occurred, crouched beside him, cradling his head in his hands. His voice trembled with fear and concern as he called out to Ten, trying to rouse him from his stupor.