SEVENTEEN | SICKFICS - HURTFICS

BooSolChan | Drugged Part III

After what felt like an eternity, they finally arrived at the hospital. The ambulances screeched to a halt, and the medics rushed the maknaes into the emergency room. The hyungs followed closely, anxiety and fear clouding their minds.

"Get us a doctor, now!" one of the paramedics shouted as they wheeled the maknaes inside.

The doors swung shut behind them, and the hyungs stood just outside, hearts pounding in their chests, each one silently praying for the safety of their beloved maknaes. "Please, please come back to us," S.Coups whispered, desperation lacing his voice as they waited, feeling utterly powerless.

After what felt like an agonizing wait, the rest of the members rushed into the hospital, panic etched on their faces. "What happened? Where are they?" Hoshi asked, breathless with worry.

S.Coups looked up, his eyes red and puffy from crying. "They... they're in critical condition," he stammered, his voice shaky. "We saw them-"

"Fighting for their lives," Jeonghan interrupted, his voice breaking as tears streamed down his face. "The medics had to resuscitate them in the ambulance. They were... they were so pale."

"Why didn't we notice sooner?" Joshua said, his voice filled with guilt and shock. "They were having so much fun... how did it go so wrong?"

The others hugged S.Coups, Jeonghan, and Joshua tightly, offering silent support as they struggled to process the situation. "We're here," Woozi murmured, his voice steady but filled with emotion.

"Did they say anything?" DK asked, looking around at the three hyungs with worry in his eyes. "Are they going to be okay?"

"No, they... they weren't responsive," S.Coups admitted, trembling slightly. "It was like they were slipping away right in front of us. I couldn't do anything."

"They looked so lost," Jeonghan added, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. "Dino was convulsing... I didn't know what to do."

"Vernon was just... there. I couldn't reach him," Joshua whispered, choking on his words. "It felt like we were losing them."

Mingyu clenched his fists, anger and frustration boiling inside him. "This isn't right! We should've protected them! They're our brothers!"

"They were just trying to have fun," Wonwoo said softly, stepping forward. "They didn't deserve this."

As they stood together in a circle, the weight of fear and sorrow surrounded them. "We need to stay strong for them," Hoshi said, trying to rally their spirits. "They're fighters. They'll pull through. We just need to believe."

"Yeah," The8 added, wiping his eyes. "They've been through so much already. We can't give up on them now."

"We'll wait for the doctors to tell us what's happening," S.Coups said, trying to regain some semblance of control. "They're going to do everything they can. We just need to be here for them."

The others nodded, sharing glances filled with determination and worry. They settled into a silent vigil, all of them hoping and praying for their maknaes, united in their love and concern as they faced the unknown ahead.

As the hours dragged on, the atmosphere in the waiting room felt heavy with tension. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, and the hyungs held onto each other, whispering prayers and words of encouragement for their maknaes.

Finally, one by one, doctors emerged from the doors of the emergency rooms, their faces serious. The hyungs stood, a mix of fear and anticipation etched on their faces as they gathered around the first doctor.

"Are you here for Seungkwan?" the doctor asked, adjusting her glasses and looking at the group.

"Yes, please! How is he?" S.Coups rushed forward, desperation evident in his eyes.