Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

The Show must go on (Wooyoung)

Wooyoung's head throbbed with every heartbeat as he stood behind the curtains of the award show stage. He could barely keep his balance, his vision blurring as he tried to focus on the crowd in front of him. Despite the fever that had racked his body and the nausea that churned in his stomach, he was here, forced to perform by his relentless manager.

"Come on, Wooyoung, you've got this," the manager had insisted earlier, a stern look on his face. "It's a huge event. The fans are counting on you."

Wooyoung had tried to protest, but his pleas had fallen on deaf ears. Now, as he took deep breaths to steady himself, he felt a cold sweat break out across his forehead. The bright stage lights felt like they were closing in on him, and every beat of the drum seemed to pound in his skull.

As the announcer's voice rang out, introducing ATEEZ, Wooyoung took a shaky step forward, the roar of the audience mingling with the ringing in his ears. The performance was a blur-he danced and sang mechanically, focusing on his routine rather than the debilitating symptoms that plagued him. He felt like he was in a fog, every movement an effort. The applause and cheers from the crowd seemed distant and unreal.

The final note of the song ended, and the stage lights dimmed. Wooyoung stumbled offstage, barely making it past the curtain before his body betrayed him. He sprinted towards the nearest bathroom, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his vision narrowing.

The bathroom door slammed open behind him, and he collapsed onto his knees beside the sink. His hands shook violently as he braced himself against the cool porcelain, his stomach heaving uncontrollably. The pain was sharp and intense, and he could hardly catch his breath. He could hear distant voices and footsteps, but they felt like they were in another world.

"Wooyoung?" A familiar voice called out, but it was muffled by the buzzing in his ears. "Are you okay?"

Through his blurred vision, Wooyoung saw two figures enter the bathroom. Changbin from Stray Kids and Yeonjun from TXT, who had been there for the show as well, stood frozen in shock as they saw Wooyoung's condition.

Yeonjun quickly moved to Wooyoung's side, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Wooyoung, what's wrong? You don't look well."

Wooyoung's only response was a guttural sound of distress as he continued to vomit. Changbin rushed to the sink to get some water and a towel. Yeonjun's face was a mixture of concern and worry, his usually bright demeanor replaced by a look of deep empathy.

"Hang in there," Changbin said as he handed Yeonjun the towel. "We need to get him some help."

Yeonjun nodded, carefully wiping Wooyoung's face. "Wooyoung, can you hear me? We're going to help you."

Wooyoung's head was spinning, and he could barely manage a faint nod. The nausea and dizziness were overwhelming, and he felt like he was slipping away. He was aware of Changbin's phone in his hand, urgently dialing for assistance.

The sounds of sirens grew louder as paramedics arrived, quickly taking over from the two idols who had stayed by Wooyoung's side. They gently lifted him onto a stretcher and began administering aid. Wooyoung's vision blurred further as he felt himself being wheeled away, the pain and dizziness still gripping him tightly.

Yeonjun and Changbin followed closely, their faces etched with concern. They watched as the paramedics worked, both feeling a deep sense of helplessness but also a strong desire to support their friend.

"Is he going to be okay?" Yeonjun asked, his voice trembling slightly.

The paramedic, a woman with a calm and reassuring demeanor, looked up and nodded. "He's in good hands. We're going to get him stabilized and make sure he's taken care of. He just needs some rest and medical attention."

As the stretcher was loaded into the ambulance, Changbin turned to Yeonjun. "We should let his manager know. He needs to understand what just happened."

Yeonjun nodded in agreement. "And we should make sure Wooyoung's members know too. They'll want to be there for him."

The two idols quickly made their way back to the award show, where they found Wooyoung's manager. The manager's face was a mixture of confusion and concern as they explained what had happened.

"This shouldn't have happened," the manager said, his voice carrying a note of regret. "I should have listened to him. I'll make sure to get in touch with his members and keep them updated."

Meanwhile, in the back of the ambulance, Wooyoung was slowly coming to his senses. The paramedics continued to work, checking his vitals and offering comfort. He could feel a sense of relief knowing that he was being cared for. His exhaustion and discomfort began to wane slightly, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude for the people who had come to his aid.

As the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Wooyoung was wheeled into the emergency room. The medical team took over, and he was surrounded by professionals who worked diligently to assess his condition.

Back at the award show, ATEEZ's members were anxiously waiting for updates. When they were finally informed of Wooyoung's condition, they rushed to the hospital, their faces filled with worry.

Upon arrival, they were greeted by Yeonjun and Changbin, who briefed them on what had happened. The news was sobering, but they took solace in the fact that Wooyoung was receiving the care he needed.

Hours later, Wooyoung was in a hospital room, resting after being treated for severe dehydration and exhaustion. The doctors assured him that with proper rest and hydration, he would make a full recovery.

His members, Yeonjun, and Changbin were all there to support him, providing comfort and encouragement. The experience had been harrowing, but it had also strengthened the bonds between them. They were grateful for the timely intervention and for the chance to be there for their friend in his time of need.

Wooyoung looked around at the faces of those who had cared for him, feeling a profound sense of gratitude. "Thank you," he said weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Yeonjun smiled gently. "You don't have to thank us. We're just glad you're okay."

As Wooyoung closed his eyes, the warmth of their presence and the relief of being cared for enveloped him. He knew that, despite the challenges and the exhaustion, he had friends who would always be there to support him through thick and thin.