Kpop Sickfics and Hurtfics Part 2

Fear on the Rise (Wonbin)

The bright banners of Everland swayed gently in the breeze, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to the nervous tension bubbling within Wonbin. The members of RIIZE stood at the entrance of Korea’s largest amusement park, smiles plastered on their faces for the cameras.

Today, they were filming another episode of We RIIZE, their variety show where they tackled challenges and bonded as a team. Fans had eagerly awaited this episode, buzzing with excitement at the prospect of seeing the members outside their usual performances.

"Alright, everyone!" the director called out. "Next on the agenda: the T-Express!"

A collective cheer rose from most of the group. Sungchan pumped his fist into the air. "Let’s do this!"

Anton bounced excitedly on his toes, his eyes lighting up. "Hyungs, this is going to be so cool! The highest drop in Korea!"

Wonbin froze at those words. His gaze darted to the towering roller coaster in the distance, the wooden tracks twisting and turning against the blue sky. It was massive, its steep drops and sharp turns sending a chill down his spine.

“Wonbin-hyung, you’re riding with me, right?” Anton asked eagerly, tugging at his sleeve.

Wonbin forced a smile, nodding. “Of course. Can’t let you have all the fun.”

But inside, his heart raced. He hated roller coasters. The idea of plummeting at breakneck speeds made his stomach churn. Still, he didn’t want to ruin the excitement for Anton, the youngest member, whose joy was so infectious.

As they approached the T-Express, Wonbin’s unease grew. The clinking sound of the roller coaster climbing its tracks made his knees feel weak.

“Wonbin, you okay?” Shotaro asked quietly, noticing his unusually quiet demeanor.

“Yeah,” Wonbin lied, swallowing hard. “Just… mentally preparing myself.”

The group laughed, interpreting his words as a joke. Wonbin’s shoulders stiffened, but he kept his expression neutral. He couldn’t let them see his fear—not here, not now.

“Let’s go, let’s go!” Sohee cheered, leading the group to the queue.

Wonbin trailed behind, his steps hesitant. He glanced at the towering structure again, his throat tightening.

Sitting in the roller coaster car, Wonbin’s hands gripped the safety bar so tightly his knuckles turned white. Beside him, Anton chattered away, oblivious to his hyung’s growing panic.

The ride began its slow ascent. Each click of the chain pulling them higher felt like a hammer striking Wonbin’s chest. His breathing grew shallow, his vision narrowing.

“Hyung, look how high we’re going!” Anton exclaimed, pointing excitedly.

Wonbin couldn’t reply. His mind was consumed by the dizzying height and the inevitable drop. He focused on Anton’s voice, clinging to it as an anchor.

The car reached the peak. For a moment, there was silence—then the drop.

The wind tore at his face as the coaster plummeted, his screams caught in his throat. His chest heaved, the panic overwhelming. Anton’s laughter filled the air, but Wonbin couldn’t process anything. His vision blurred as the ride twisted and turned, each sharp curve a jolt to his already frayed nerves.

By the time the ride screeched to a halt, Wonbin felt like he couldn’t breathe. He stumbled out of the car, mumbling something incoherent before bolting away.

“Wonbin-hyung?” Anton called, confused.

Wonbin ran until he found a secluded corner of the park, far from the bustling crowds. He collapsed onto the grass, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. His hands trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.