Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Can't Let Them Down (Seita)

The atmosphere was electric as the fans filled the venue for NEXZ's highly anticipated fan meet event. The group had been preparing for this day for weeks, and the excitement was palpable. Seita, the third youngest member, stood backstage, a bright smile on his face, but he couldn't shake off the strange feeling creeping through his body.

He had woken up that morning feeling a bit off—perhaps a touch of fatigue after a series of late-night rehearsals—but he brushed it off. "It's just a little tiredness," he had told himself, determined not to let his fans down. They had come to see him, and he wanted to give them everything.

As they were introduced and stepped onto the stage, Seita took a deep breath, waving enthusiastically at the crowd. The cheers echoed around him, filling him with a rush of adrenaline. But as the lights hit him, a wave of dizziness washed over him. He blinked rapidly, trying to focus. It was just nerves, he assured himself. He could do this.

The event kicked off with games, fan interactions, and plenty of laughter. Seita engaged with the fans, answering questions and playing along, but he could feel himself growing weaker. The chill in the air mixed with the heat of the lights made him uncomfortable, and he could feel a slight fever creeping up on him.

"Seita, are you okay?" Yu, the oldest member, leaned closer during a break between activities, concern evident in his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Seita replied, forcing a smile. "Just a bit tired, that's all."

But as the event went on, his energy waned. The room began to feel stuffy, and the cheers of the fans faded into a distant hum. He could hear his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to maintain his composure. He knew he should take a break, but the thought of disappointing his fans was unbearable.

During a particularly energetic game, Seita stumbled, nearly losing his balance. Tomoya caught him just in time, his grip firm and steady. "Seita, are you really okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.

"I'm fine! I just tripped," Seita insisted, even though he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks. "Let's keep going!"

As they continued, Seita's vision blurred slightly, and he felt a wave of nausea hit him. The world around him spun, and he gripped the edge of the table, trying to steady himself.

"Seita!" Haru shouted, his voice laced with concern as he noticed the change in Seita's demeanor. "Seriously, are you alright?"

"Of course! Just... just a bit dizzy," Seita mumbled, forcing himself to smile. "I can keep going."

But the smile felt heavy on his face. Each laugh felt like an effort, each word a struggle. He wanted to give his best for the fans, to show them how much he appreciated their support, but as time passed, the exhaustion only deepened.

Yuki, the youngest member, watched his hyung closely, his brow furrowed in worry. "Hyung, you don't look so good," he whispered, leaning in.

"I'm fine! Really!" Seita shot back, but his voice wavered, the tremor betraying his facade.

The next question from a fan came, and as Seita opened his mouth to respond, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him. He felt himself swaying, the room spinning around him. Panic surged through him as he reached for the table, desperately trying to steady himself.

"Seita-hyung!" Yuhi exclaimed, eyes wide as he rushed forward. "You're going to fall!"

But before Seita could respond, darkness began to close in around him, and he felt himself tipping forward.

"Seita!" Yu shouted, catching him just in time as Seita's body went limp against him. The sound of gasps from the audience echoed in his ears, but Yu's heart raced with fear as he cradled Seita against him.