SEVENTEEN | SICKFICS - HURTFICS

Jeonghan | Glastonbury Part II

Day after day, Jeonghan pushed himself harder, determined to keep up with the others. But as the rehearsals grew longer, he could feel his body growing weaker. His head ached, and his legs trembled from exhaustion. The dizziness he had been fighting off earlier in the week was slowly creeping back, and a familiar tightness in his chest made it harder to breathe. He hated it. He hated that his body was betraying him at such a crucial moment.

It was the fourth day before their flight, and the studio had become a second home. The members were scattered throughout the space, practicing their moves in synchronized precision. Jeonghan, however, was feeling the weight of it all. Every step seemed heavier, every breath a little more labored. The physical strain was evident in his movements, but he kept it hidden behind a smile, just as he had done for the past week.

"Let's run through the first half of the setlist again!" S. Coups called, clapping his hands together. "We need to make sure everything flows smoothly before we take a break."

Jeonghan nodded, masking his discomfort with a cheerful expression. "Got it," he said, trying to sound upbeat. The last thing he wanted was for the others to notice he wasn't fully okay.

They jumped into the practice with full energy, dancing through the songs, one after another. As the first few tracks passed, Jeonghan could feel his body responding slower than usual. His arms were beginning to feel like they were weighed down by bricks, and his breathing became shallow. But he couldn't stop. He couldn't let anyone see how much effort it was taking for him to keep up.

During a particularly intense section of "Left & Right," where the members were required to jump and spin rapidly, Jeonghan's dizziness hit him harder than before. His vision blurred for a split second, but he shook his head, trying to clear it, forcing his feet to keep moving with the beat.

"Jeonghan," Joshua's voice reached him, soft but filled with concern as he danced past him. "You good?"

"I'm fine," Jeonghan replied, though his voice was strained. "Just a little tired, that's all."

Joshua gave him a skeptical look but said nothing more, choosing to continue with the choreography.

The next few runs of the setlist were even more challenging. Jeonghan could feel his chest tightening again, and he had to fight the urge to cough or rest. Every movement felt like it was draining him. But he refused to stop. He couldn't.

When the song transitioned into another high-energy part, Jeonghan stumbled slightly during a jump. He quickly caught himself, but his heart raced, and his mind screamed at him to stop. He ignored it.

"Alright, let's take a quick break," Woozi called, seeing that everyone was starting to show signs of fatigue.

Jeonghan quickly moved to the side, heading toward the water bottle that was set up at the edge of the room. He needed a moment to catch his breath. As he bent down to drink, he could feel a wave of nausea hit him, but he quickly swallowed it down, pushing the feeling aside. Just a little longer, he told himself. I'll be fine.

As the group gathered around, talking and stretching, Jeonghan stayed on the sidelines, keeping to himself. He tried to look as if he were resting, but every inch of his body screamed for relief.

"Hyung," Seungkwan said, walking up to him with a concerned look. "Are you sure you're alright? You've been quieter than usual today. And you're not looking so good..."

"I'm fine," Jeonghan said quickly, forcing a smile. "Just a little tired from the practice, that's all. I'll be good to go in a minute. No worries."

Seungkwan looked like he wanted to say more, but he hesitated, glancing over at S. Coups and the others before nodding reluctantly. "Okay, but don't push yourself too hard."