Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Old Acquaintance (Chanhee)

It was a quiet evening in Seoul, the kind that wrapped the city in a comforting blanket of familiarity. Chanhee walked down the streets, the faint hum of city life blending with his own thoughts. He was on a simple mission—grab some snacks for the dorm. He smiled to himself, imagining the excitement of his members when he returned with their favorite treats.

As he approached the store, nostalgia washed over him; memories of carefree childhood days bubbled to the surface. But that warmth quickly dissipated when he turned a corner and found himself face-to-face with a figure from his past.

"Well, well, look who it is," a familiar voice sneered, sending a shiver down Chanhee's spine.

His heart raced as he recognized his childhood bully, Kwon. Years had passed, but the fear he thought he'd buried rushed back, a flood of old emotions overwhelming him. Chanhee tried to ignore him, quickening his pace, but Kwon was quicker, stepping into his path.

"What? You're just going to walk away from your old friend?" Kwon mocked, stepping closer, the menace in his tone palpable.

"Leave me alone, Kwon," Chanhee said, his voice shaking slightly, hoping to defuse the situation.

Kwon laughed, a cruel sound that echoed in the narrow alleyway. "Oh, but we have some unfinished business, don't we?" He shoved Chanhee against the wall, the impact knocking the breath from his lungs. Panic surged through Chanhee as he tried to escape, but Kwon was relentless.

The bully's fists rained down on him, and Chanhee felt the world around him blur. Pain radiated through his body, sharp and unyielding. Every blow sent him further into a spiral of despair. He fought back tears, refusing to show weakness. But as the beating continued, he felt himself slipping away, both physically and mentally.

When Kwon finally stepped back, panting with exertion, Chanhee slid down the wall, crumpling to the ground. Blood trickled from his mouth, and he struggled to breathe, every inhale sending jolts of pain through his bruised ribs. Kwon sneered down at him.

"Maybe next time, you'll think twice about crossing me." With that, Kwon disappeared into the shadows, leaving Chanhee alone in the alley.

Chanhee lay on the cold ground, the world growing dim around him. He couldn't move, the pain rendering him helpless. As darkness threatened to take over, he reached for his phone, his fingers trembling. It felt like a lifetime, but he finally managed to unlock it, dialing a random number—one of his members.

The phone rang, each sound echoing like a hammer to his chest. Finally, a voice answered.

"Chanhee-hyung?!" It was Changmin. Chanhee's heart swelled with relief, but it was short-lived as he gasped for air, heavy breathing choking his words.

"Changmin..." he whispered, tears streaming down his face. "Help me."

"What's wrong? Chanhee, where are you?" Changmin's voice was urgent, filled with concern. Chanhee wanted to respond, to tell him everything, but he felt the weight of the darkness closing in.

"Hyung!" The last thing he heard was Changmin's panicked voice before the call dropped, leaving him in agonizing silence.

At the dorm, Changmin's heart raced as he stared at the dead call screen. "Sunwoo! Chanhee-hyung called me. He sounded scared, like he was in trouble!"

"What? What do you mean?" Sunwoo's expression shifted from curiosity to concern. "Where is he?"

"I don't know! But we need to find him. Now!" Changmin's voice was frantic as he dialed the other members.

In moments, the dorm was filled with the sound of ringing phones and hurried footsteps. The other members—Eric, Hyunjae, Juyeon, and the rest—were quickly informed of the situation. Their hearts sank at the urgency in Changmin's voice.