Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Guardian of the Heart (Felix)

Felix's heart pounded in his chest as the plane touched down, the tires screeching slightly against the runway. He glanced at Seungmin, who was beside him, his face still flushed from the excitement of the tour. They were finally heading home, and the atmosphere in the airport was bustling with fans waiting to catch a glimpse of their idols. The adrenaline was palpable, a different kind of excitement that always came with returning to Korea.

The airport was chaotic, the usual buzz of fans mixed with the more subdued presence of security. Felix could see the anticipation in Seungmin's eyes as he turned to his member, a small smile on his face. "Home sweet home, huh?" Seungmin said, his voice carrying a sense of relief.

"Yeah, finally," Felix replied, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. The excitement was overwhelming, but Felix had always had an instinct for sensing when something was off. Today, that instinct was on high alert.

As they moved through the crowd, Felix noticed a particular fan standing out. She was dressed in a dark hoodie, her face partially hidden beneath a cap. Felix's eyes narrowed as he observed her-there was something unsettling about the way she was staring. She wasn't holding a banner or a light stick like the other fans; instead, she clutched something tightly in her hand, hidden beneath the folds of her jacket.

"Seungmin," Felix said, trying to keep his tone casual but his heart racing, "stay close to me."

Seungmin glanced at him, sensing the change in Felix's demeanor. "What's up?"

Felix opened his mouth to respond, but a sudden, sharp movement from the fan caught his attention. She was making a beeline toward Seungmin, her face twisted in a look of fierce determination. Felix's blood ran cold as he saw the glint of metal-a knife-emerging from her hand.

Without thinking, Felix acted on pure instinct. "Seungmin, get down!" he shouted, pushing his friend out of the way.

In a split second, the fan lunged. Felix threw himself in the path, the sharp pain of the knife slicing through his side making him gasp. The world seemed to slow down as he felt the cold metal against his skin, the shock of the injury spreading through him.

Seungmin's eyes widened in horror as he saw Felix fall to the ground. "Felix hyung!" he screamed, scrambling to his feet and rushing to his friend's side. The fan, now restrained by security, was being led away, but the damage had already been done.

Felix's vision was swimming, the pain blurring his surroundings. He could hear the distant sounds of chaos-screams, shouting, and the murmurs of concerned fans. But all that mattered was Seungmin's face, filled with worry and fear.

"Hyung, stay with me," Seungmin pleaded, his hands trembling as he pressed them against Felix's wound, trying to staunch the flow of blood.

Felix managed a weak smile, though it was evident that it took every ounce of strength he had. "S-Seungmin... I'm sorry. I couldn't let her hurt you..."

"Don't talk," Seungmin said, his voice cracking. "Just hold on. Help is on the way."

Felix's breathing was shallow, each gasp coming with a fresh wave of agony. The pain was intense, but the worst part was seeing Seungmin's anguished expression. He wanted to tell him that it was okay, that he was just doing his job, but the words wouldn't come. His head felt heavy, and his vision was dimming.

Minutes felt like hours as the paramedics arrived, their presence a brief flash of red and white in Felix's fading awareness. They took over, carefully moving Felix onto a stretcher and beginning to administer first aid. Seungmin followed close behind, his face pale, eyes never leaving Felix.

"Felix hyung, you're going to be alright," Seungmin said, his voice a soft murmur. He was trying to sound reassuring, but the tremor in his voice betrayed his fear.

Felix wanted to respond, but his energy was waning. He could feel himself slipping away, his body growing colder. The pain was starting to numb, replaced by a strange, detached feeling. He reached out weakly, his hand brushing against Seungmin's.

"Stay with me," Seungmin said, his voice breaking. "Please, Hyung."

As they loaded Felix into the ambulance, Seungmin was allowed to ride along. The journey to the hospital was a blur of flashing lights and hurried voices. Felix's breathing was ragged, and every bump in the road made him wince. He tried to focus on Seungmin's face, the one comforting constant in his fading consciousness.

When they finally arrived at the hospital, the emergency room was a whirlwind of activity. Felix was swiftly taken into surgery, and Seungmin was left alone in the waiting room, his heart aching with worry.

Hours ticked by slowly, each minute stretching endlessly. Seungmin paced the waiting room, his mind racing with thoughts of Felix. The image of his bandmate lying on the ground, the knife wound visible and the blood pooling around him, was seared into his memory.

A nurse finally approached him, her face a mixture of sympathy and professionalism. "Seungmin?"

"Yes, how is he?" Seungmin asked urgently, his voice trembling.

"The surgery went well," the nurse said, trying to offer a reassuring smile. "Mr Lee is stable now, but he's in the recovery room. You can see him in a little while."

Seungmin's legs felt like they were going to give out as he sank into a chair. Relief mixed with exhaustion, and he tried to steady his breathing. Felix was going to be okay; that was the most important thing. Still, the weight of what had happened pressed heavily on his shoulders.

It felt like an eternity before Seungmin was allowed to see Felix. When he finally walked into the recovery room, he was met with the sight of Felix lying in a hospital bed, an IV drip connected to his arm, and a bandage wrapped around his side. Felix's face was pale, but his eyes fluttered open when Seungmin entered.

"Seungmin..." Felix's voice was weak, but there was a small, tired smile on his lips.

"I'm here," Seungmin said, pulling a chair closer to the bed. He took Felix's hand gently, holding it tightly. "I was so scared... but you made it. You're going to be okay."

Felix's eyes showed a flicker of relief. "I'm sorry... for worrying you."

"Don't apologize," Seungmin said softly, his own tears threatening to fall. "You saved me. I don't know what I would have done if..."

He couldn't finish the sentence, but Felix understood. They had been through so much together, and in that moment, the depth of their bond was undeniable.

Felix squeezed Seungmin's hand with what little strength he had. "Just promise me one thing."

"Anything," Seungmin said, his voice cracking.

"Take care of yourself," Felix said, his voice barely a whisper. "Don't let this change you."

"I promise," Seungmin said, tears streaming down his face. "I promise I'll be okay. And you will too."

The days that followed were filled with recovery and rehabilitation. Felix was a strong and determined patient, but the physical and emotional scars took time to heal. Seungmin was there every step of the way, supporting him, helping him through the pain, and celebrating every small victory along the way.

Felix's act of bravery became a powerful reminder of the strength and sacrifice that true friendship and love could entail. The incident brought the members of Stray Kids closer, and Felix's courage was a testament to his character. Through the pain and recovery, their bond only grew stronger, a testament to the resilience of both their spirits and their friendship.

In the end, Felix's injury healed, but the impact of his actions remained a profound reminder of the lengths he would go to protect those he cared about. Seungmin never forgot the sacrifice Felix had made, and the memory of that day only reinforced their commitment to looking out for one another, no matter what challenges lay ahead.