Stray Kids Oneshots & Sickfics

Chan: Uncooperative Cooperation

•Skz: Bangchan
•Hurtfic, Sickfic
•CW: Multiple mentions of fainting, dizziness, hospitals.
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It was past 3 a.m., and Chan sat hunched over his desk, surrounded by the soft glow of his computer screen. The rhythmic tapping of his keyboard echoed in the otherwise silent apartment, a quiet testament to his determination. He had been up for hours, working on a new track for his group, Stray Kids. Their comeback was fast approaching, and Chan, the group's main producer and leader, felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders.

Though the others had long gone to bed, Chan couldn't pull himself away from the music. He was in the zone, piecing together a melody that was a little more experimental than the usual songs Stray Kids produced. He was sure it could be their breakthrough track - a sound that would push their limits. But his exhaustion was beginning to catch up with him. His eyes were gritty, his mind cloudy, and his body was on autopilot, the only thing keeping him awake was the sound of the music in his ears.

At some point, his eyelids felt heavier, and his body slouched in his chair. He rubbed his face, blinking hard, trying to focus. He had to finish this.

A quick glance at the clock confirmed what he already knew - he had spent the last four hours perfecting one song. His teammates were probably already asleep, and he needed rest too. But no matter how hard he tried to fight the overwhelming fatigue, the song wasn't quite right, and he needed it to be perfect.

With a deep sigh, he stood up to stretch, deciding to take a short break. His legs were stiff, and his ankle rolled slightly as he pushed off from the chair. He made his way across the room, the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of the city outside his apartment the only things breaking the silence.

His gaze turned toward the stairs leading down into the living area - just a few steps away from his bedroom. He thought about the cozy bed waiting for him. His thoughts became a blur, and before he knew it, his heavy legs carried him toward the stairs.

With his mind elsewhere, Chan's foot caught on the first step. He tried to catch himself, but his body betrayed him, his exhausted muscles failing to react in time. He pitched forward, tumbling down the stairs in a disorienting crash. His body collided with each step, a sharp pain shooting through his body, and before he knew it, the world went black.

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The next morning, the soft sunlight streaming through the window was the first thing Chan felt, but it wasn't enough to wake him. He was still unconscious at the bottom of the stairs, his body twisted awkwardly. His ankle throbbed, and the pain in his head felt like a hammer pounding relentlessly.

It wasn't until Changbin came into the living room that Chan's stillness was noticed. He had risen early, as always, to check the schedule and make breakfast for the others. But when he saw Chan lying motionless at the foot of the stairs, his heart dropped.

"Hyung?!" Changbin rushed over, kneeling by his side. His hand immediately went to Chan's neck to check for a pulse, a chill running through him when he felt the faint thrum of it.

He shook Chan gently, calling his name, but there was no response. Changbin's eyes darted down to his leg, noticing the unnatural angle of his foot. The swelling had already begun, and the bruising was visible on Chan's pale skin. He could tell his ankle was badly twisted, possibly broken, but his priority was Chan's head. His friend had hit it hard on the stairs.

Panic set in, but Changbin knew there wasn't time to waste. He quickly pulled out his phone, calling the others into the living room and summoning an ambulance.

By the time Hyunjin, Jisung, and the boys from the other dorm came rushing in, panic clouded their faces. Minho crouched down beside Changbin, his voice trembling. "What happened?"