SEVENTEEN | SICKFICS - HURTFICS I

Seungkwan | Fear of being Alone Part I

Seungkwan stirred in his bed, the sunlight creeping through the curtains casting a soft glow in the room. He could feel the heat radiating from his body, yet he shivered beneath the blankets. He groaned softly, blinking at the ceiling, trying to shake off the fog of fever.

Just then, Jeonghan opened the door, peering in with a concerned expression. "Seungkwan? Are you awake?"

Seungkwan turned his head slightly, managing a weak smile. "I think I am... or at least I'm trying to be hyung."

Jeonghan stepped inside, his eyes widening as he noticed Seungkwan's pale complexion. "You look terrible. Are you feeling okay?"

"Not really," Seungkwan admitted, pulling the blanket tighter around himself. "I think I might have a fever."

Jeonghan approached the bed, sitting down on the edge. "Why didn't you tell us? You should've let me know last night."

"I thought it was just a cold hyung," Seungkwan mumbled, shivering again. "But now... it feels like it's worse."

Jeonghan frowned, placing a hand on Seungkwan's forehead. "You're burning up. We need to get you some medicine and food. Can you sit up?"

Seungkwan winced, forcing himself to sit upright. "I'll try, but I'm not sure how long I can stay like this."

"Don't worry. I'll help you," Jeonghan reassured, gently supporting his back. "Just take it easy. How long have you been feeling this way?"

"Maybe since yesterday? I thought I'd be fine by now," Seungkwan said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You should've listened to your body," Jeonghan replied, shaking his head. "How about some warm soup? I can make it for you."

"That sounds nice," Seungkwan replied, his eyes closing briefly as he fought to stay awake. "But you really don't have to hyung..."

"I want to," Jeonghan insisted, his tone firm but caring. "Just focus on getting better, okay? I'll be right back."

As Jeonghan stood up to leave, Seungkwan's heart warmed at the thought of his friend's concern. "Thanks, hyung. Really."

"Anytime," Jeonghan smiled, closing the door gently behind him. Seungkwan let out a sigh, feeling a mix of gratitude and exhaustion wash over him as he sank back into the pillows, hoping the soup would help him feel like himself again.

Jeonghan hurried down the hallway, knocking on the doors of the other members as he went. "Guys! Wake up! We need to help Seungkwan!"

Dino was the first to respond, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "What's going on?"

"Seungkwan's sick. He has a fever and looks really pale," Jeonghan explained urgently. "We need to get him some medicine, soup, and water."

"On it!" Dino exclaimed, already moving toward the kitchen.

As Jeonghan made his way to the living room, he found Joshua and Woozi yawning and stretching. "Seungkwan's not feeling well. We need to do something," Jeonghan said, his worry evident.

"Let's prepare some soup," Joshua suggested, already getting up. "I can help with that."

"Good idea," Woozi agreed. "I'll get the medicine ready. Do we have any fever reducers?"

"I'll check," Jeonghan replied, moving toward the cabinet where they kept their supplies. He rummaged through the shelves and found the medication. "Got it! Just in case, let's also grab some water and a towel."

Meanwhile, Dino returned with a pot and various ingredients for the soup. "I found some chicken and vegetables! This should be good."

"Perfect!" Joshua said, smiling as he grabbed the ingredients. "Let's get cooking. Woozi, can you help me chop?"