Kpop Sickfics & Hurtfics

Never Alone (Dogyun)

The dim lights of the practice studio flickered as the members of 82MAJOR moved in unison, their bodies gliding across the floor, each step synchronized with the rhythm of the music blasting through the speakers. The air was thick with determination and sweat, a testament to the hours they had spent preparing for their upcoming performance. Yet, among the fervor and excitement, Dogyun stood slightly apart, his energy dwindling as the minutes turned into hours.

He had woken up that morning feeling off. His head throbbed, and his body felt heavy, but he pushed those thoughts aside, refusing to acknowledge the growing discomfort. Dogyun was the maknae, the youngest member, and he felt an immense pressure to keep up with the older members. He couldn't let them down.

"Come on, Dogyun! You can do better than that!" Seokjoon's encouraging shout pulled him from his daze, and he forced a smile, nodding in agreement as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" Dogyun called back, though the words felt hollow even as he spoke them.

As practice continued, he felt his energy drain further, each movement requiring more effort than the last. His teammates, Seongil, Yechan, Seongmo, and Seongbin, exchanged glances, noticing Dogyun's quieter demeanor.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" Seongmo asked during a brief pause, concern etched across his features. "You seem a bit off today."

"I'm good!" Dogyun replied with a weak smile. "Just a little tired. We've been practicing for a while, that's all."

Yechan narrowed his eyes but decided not to press further. "Just don't push yourself too hard, okay? We need you at your best."

Dogyun nodded, though he could feel the heat creeping into his cheeks. He didn't want to be the reason they faltered. He pushed himself harder, dancing with all his might, though his movements grew slower and more labored.

The hours dragged on, and fatigue seeped into his bones. Dogyun glanced at the clock on the wall, sighing softly as he realized they had been practicing for nearly four hours straight. His vision blurred momentarily, and he shook his head to clear it.

"Alright, break time!" Seongil announced, clapping his hands together. "Let's take five!"

Dogyun felt a rush of relief wash over him, and he leaned against the wall, trying to catch his breath. He closed his eyes for a moment, but when he opened them again, the room swayed slightly. Dogyun stood up, intending to grab some water, but as he did, the room spun violently.

"Whoa!" He gasped, grabbing the wall for support.

"Dogyun?" Seongbin called, noticing the change in his expression. Before he could respond, the dizziness overwhelmed him, and he felt himself collapsing.

The world went dark.

When Dogyun came to, he found himself lying on the floor of the practice room, the familiar sound of music replaced by the worried murmurs of his members. His heart raced as he attempted to sit up, but strong hands pushed him back down.

"Stay still, Dogyun!" Seokjoon urged, his voice filled with alarm.

"What happened?" Dogyun croaked, trying to blink the stars from his eyes.

"You collapsed!" Yechan exclaimed, kneeling beside him, worry etched on his face. "We saw you staggering, and then you just fell."

Dogyun felt a rush of guilt wash over him. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—"

"Don't apologize! Just focus on breathing," Seongil interrupted, kneeling on the opposite side. "You're burning up."

"I'm fine," Dogyun insisted weakly, but even he could hear the faintness in his voice.