Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

A Bitter Taste of Trust (Haru)

Haru had always been the type of person to appreciate every little gesture from fans. From the handwritten letters tucked into fan club merchandise to the thoughtful gifts that arrived in carefully wrapped boxes, each offering felt like a warm hug to his heart. Being a part of NEXZ had opened doors he never imagined, and now, as the group was gaining popularity at an unprecedented rate, the boys basked in the warmth of their ever-growing fandom.

It was a particularly hectic day at the fan meet, with fans buzzing with excitement. Haru felt alive as he greeted fans, their bright smiles and eager eyes fueling his energy. The interaction was electric, and he soaked up every moment.

"Hey, Haru! Over here!" A familiar voice called out.

A fan approached him, clutching a beautifully wrapped box. "I made these for you! They're homemade snacks, and I hope you like them!" Her eyes sparkled with hope and excitement.

Haru accepted the box with a grateful smile, touched by the thoughtfulness behind it. "Thank you so much! I really appreciate it!" He couldn't help but admire the effort she put into it. The packaging was impeccable, adorned with a little note that read: For Haru, with love.

After the meet, the members teased him about his special gift. "Looks like someone has a secret admirer!" Yu laughed, nudging Haru playfully.

"Don't eat them all at once!" Tomoya added, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Haru chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll save some for later. I want to enjoy them after practice." The idea of savoring those snacks after a long day was exhilarating.

The day continued with rigorous practice. The members pushed through the choreography, their laughter filling the studio as they stumbled through new moves and shared inside jokes. By the time they wrapped up, exhaustion clung to them like a second skin, but the camaraderie kept their spirits high.

Later that night, Haru settled in at the dorm, the box of snacks resting beside him. With a smile, he picked it up, excited to taste the treats made just for him. He unwrapped the box carefully, revealing an assortment of colorful snacks neatly arranged. They looked harmless, inviting even.

As he popped a few into his mouth, the flavors exploded pleasantly, filling him with a comforting warmth. Haru couldn't resist sharing a few with his members. "You guys have to try these! They're amazing!"

After teasing him a bit more, the other members sampled the snacks, nodding in approval. "Not bad, huh?" Seita smiled, taking a larger bite.

Haru felt the day's fatigue finally catching up with him, and by midnight, he could barely keep his eyes open. He crawled into bed, the warmth of his members' laughter echoing in his ears, and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the bright future ahead.

But those dreams turned into nightmares.

Haru jolted awake, the dull ache in his stomach now a throbbing, intense cramp. He groaned, feeling clammy and restless. What is happening? He thought, trying to shake off the feeling. Surely it was just fatigue from the day's practice.

However, the discomfort only worsened. Waves of nausea crashed over him, and he barely made it to the bathroom before vomiting violently. He clutched the cool porcelain of the toilet, his body wracked with pain.

In the other room, Yu, who had been reading late into the night, heard the commotion. Alarmed, he rushed to check on Haru. As he entered the bathroom, his heart sank.

"Haru?" Yu knelt beside him, his voice filled with concern. "What's wrong?"

Haru looked up, pale and trembling. "I... I don't know. I think I'm going to be sick again," he whispered, barely able to keep his eyes open.