Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Fevered Guest (Key)

The sun shone brightly as Key stepped out of the car, his heart light with excitement. Today, he would be spending time at BamBam's home, affectionately known as "Bam House," with his friends BamBam and Ten. As he adjusted his sunglasses, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling of exhaustion that had settled over him, but he brushed it off. "Just tired from the past few days," he told himself, shaking his head to clear it. After all, this was a chance to have fun, share laughs, and create memories.

"Key!" BamBam exclaimed, bounding down the steps of the house to greet him. His infectious energy immediately lifted Key's spirits. Ten followed closely behind, his warm smile welcoming.

"Hey! You made it!" Ten called out, waving.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss this for anything," Key replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

As they settled inside Bam House, the warmth of the space enveloped them. The walls were adorned with colorful pictures and memorabilia, a testament to the countless memories made within these four walls. The kitchen smelled of spices and freshly chopped vegetables, an invitation to the culinary adventure they were about to embark on.

"Let's start filming! I have some exciting ideas for today's episode," BamBam said, his enthusiasm bubbling over.

Key nodded, though a wave of dizziness washed over him momentarily. He shook it off, attributing it to not eating much that day. "Let's do it!" he said, trying to match their energy.

The cameras rolled, and the trio began their cooking segment, laughter echoing throughout the house. BamBam and Ten's playful banter kept the atmosphere light, and Key found himself smiling, even if he felt a little off. However, as the filming continued, his energy began to wane.

"Key, are you okay?" Ten asked during a cut, glancing at him with concern.

"Yeah, just a little tired," Key replied, waving his hand dismissively. "Let's keep going!"

As they resumed filming, Key's movements became sluggish. Chills ran down his spine, even though the kitchen was warm from the stove. He tried to focus on the task at hand, but his mind felt foggy. The bright lights of the cameras seemed harsher than usual, and he found it difficult to concentrate.

"Key, are you sure you're alright?" BamBam pressed, noticing Key's quiet demeanor. "You're not as lively as usual."

"I'm fine! Just a bit of tiredness. Really, guys," Key insisted, forcing a smile. "Let's not waste any more time. What's next?"

The worry in their eyes didn't escape him, but he pushed through, determined to enjoy their time together. However, as they began to chop vegetables for a stir-fry, the dizziness hit again, more intense this time. He stumbled slightly, catching himself on the counter.

"Whoa! Are you really okay?" BamBam asked, stepping closer.

"I'm fine," Key repeated, though the words felt weaker. He shook his head to clear the fog and continued working, but he couldn't ignore the growing sense of unease in his body.

Halfway through the episode, while they were stirring a pot on the stove, Key felt an intense wave of heat wash over him. His skin was burning, and he could feel sweat beading at his temples. He tried to hide it, but his vision blurred, and suddenly, the kitchen felt like it was spinning.

"Key!" BamBam's voice cut through the haze. "Are you—"

Before he could respond, the world tilted, and Key staggered back, clutching the counter for support.

"Key!" Ten exclaimed, rushing to his side. "Sit down!"

The sound of their voices seemed distant, but Key didn't have the strength to protest. He sank onto a nearby stool, feeling a wave of dizziness crash over him. "I just need a minute," he mumbled, but he could see the worry etched on their faces.