SEVENTEEN | SICKFICS - HURTFICS I

Jeonghan | Glastonbury Part III

Once backstage, they quickly began setting up for their rehearsal. Jeonghan stood quietly off to the side as the others got into position, his eyes scanning the area, taking in everything around them. The stage was huge, much bigger than anything they had performed on before. He felt a mixture of awe and anxiety as he watched the crew set things up. They were preparing for something massive, something that would push their limits.

As they rehearsed, the choreography moved effortlessly for the rest of the members, their focus sharp. But Jeonghan, despite his best efforts, found his energy waning as the minutes ticked by. The cold air of the venue hit him in waves, and each deep breath he took felt strained.

S. Coups called for a break, and the members gathered around in a tight circle, discussing the flow of the set and what adjustments they needed to make. Jeonghan remained on the edge of the group, his hand subtly pressing against his chest as if to steady himself.

While the others were deep in conversation, Jeonghan's gaze wandered back to the stage. It was intimidating, but he felt the same thrill that had coursed through him the moment they had landed. This was where they belonged. They had worked so hard to get here, and now, standing on this iconic ground, they were about to take the world by storm.

"Hyung," Hoshi said suddenly, appearing next to Jeonghan. "You alright?"

Jeonghan turned his head toward him, offering the best smile he could muster. "Yeah, just... thinking."

Hoshi eyed him for a moment, but instead of asking more questions, he just nodded. "I get that. This is huge."

Jeonghan nodded, his throat feeling tight. "Yeah. I just want it to go perfectly."

"You're going to be great," Hoshi added with his usual upbeat energy, slinging his arm around Jeonghan's shoulders briefly before heading back to join the others.

Jeonghan watched him go, trying to let the words sink in. But deep down, he knew that the pressure to be perfect, to give everything for this moment, was starting to wear him down. The energy he had left was quickly draining, but he couldn't let it show. Not yet.

After a few more moments of rest, S. Coups called everyone back into position to run through the set one more time. The members quickly fell into their formation, adjusting positions and tightening up their moves. Jeonghan joined them, though he could feel the dizziness creeping up again. His steps were slower, his movements more labored, but he kept his eyes on the others, determined to blend in with their energy.

The rehearsal was intense, but Jeonghan pushed through. He didn't want to let anyone down. The moment they had all been waiting for was just within reach. The crowd, the music, the lights-it was all coming together.

As they ran through the final song, Jeonghan gave it his all, matching the energy of the others as best as he could. But inside, his body felt like it was on the verge of collapsing again. Each movement seemed heavier, and his breath was coming more erratically. He didn't dare stop. Not now. Not when they were so close.

When the final notes of the rehearsal echoed through the venue, the members broke into applause, congratulating each other on their progress. Jeonghan stood quietly off to the side, his body trembling slightly from the strain, though he kept his expression neutral.

"Great job, everyone," S. Coups called out, his voice full of pride. "We're almost there."

Jeonghan forced a smile, but the exhaustion weighed heavily on him. He couldn't help but feel the tension in his body, but he kept it hidden behind his mask of determination. The real show was just around the corner, and he had to give everything for that moment.