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🦌Heeseung - CPR🫁

Wasn’t requested by anyone😞✌️

Just a short fic🤷‍♀️😙

TW: Choking(?), fainting
Mentions of: hospitals

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It was a typical evening at the Enhypen dorm, the usual chaos filling the air.

The boys were lounging on the couch, with laughter and voices echoing around the room as they relaxed after their schedules. However, one member sat quietly in the corner, seemingly detached from the activity around him.

Heeseung, the oldest, had been feeling off for a few days now.

It started with a sore throat, then the fever set in. His body had grown weaker and weaker, but he refused to let it show.

He didn't want to seem like a burden to the group, especially now when they were all so busy with work.

But the constant exhaustion and pain were beginning to take a toll, and today, it had worsened.

Heeseung had retreated to his room, too dizzy and sick to even focus on the group's conversation. He lay on his bed, curled up in a blanket, hoping sleep would help him feel better.

But his breathing was shallow, the fever coursing through him, and his chest felt tight, making it difficult to get any real rest.

Meanwhile, the members were busy watching a movie in the living room, laughing, chatting, and enjoying each other’s company.

None of them noticed that their oldest member had quietly withdrawn into himself, struggling to breathe.

The time passed slowly, and Heeseung’s condition only worsened.

His breathing became more labored, his head spinning with dizziness, and his throat constricted painfully.

His body was too weak to fight the fever, but he refused to call out for help. He thought maybe he could sleep it off, but sleep never came.

His chest tightened further, and his breaths grew more erratic.

Heeseung lay in the dark, choking on each gasp of air.

His body felt as if it were betraying him, struggling to inhale.

Panic crept up his throat, but there was no one to hear him. His body was too weak to even move, too overwhelmed by the sickness he had been hiding for so long.

It felt like hours had passed, though it was only a matter of minutes.

Each breath felt heavier than the last, and soon, Heeseung couldn't take it anymore.

The lack of oxygen made him very dizzy, his vision blurred, and his body felt like it was shutting down.

His throat closed up completely, and in a last desperate attempt, he gasped for air but there was none left to take. His chest seized, his vision went black, and everything went quiet.

In the living room, the others were still engrossed in the movie, but something felt off.

Jake had been the first to notice the stillness in the air. When he looked around, his eyes caught the faint flicker of light spilling from Heeseung’s room.

It wasn’t usual for Heeseung to be so quiet, especially when the others were all gathered together.

Hesitantly, Jake got up from the couch.
"Heeseung hyung?" he called softly, stepping into the hallway and toward the older boy's room.

He pushed the door open without knocking.
The sight that met his eyes froze him in his tracks.

Heeseung was lying on the edge of his bed, pale and motionless, his breathing shallow and ragged. His skin had a slight bluish tint to it, and his lips were cracked.