Straykids Sickfics and Onshots

Bangchan-Fever

Tw

being sick

throwing up

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Bangchan POV

I woke up at 4 am this morning and I was feeling terrible. My stomach hurt and so did my head. It was really strange for me to feel like this. I never got sick.

I tried to go back to sleep because our vocal practice wasn't in another 8 hours and all the other members were still asleep. But with the pain it was nearly impossible. So I decided to drink a glass of water and maybe take some Tylenol for the pain and went back in the bed. I attempted to go to sleep once more but the agony in my stomach caused me to toss and turn in bed.

Then I felt someone nudging him in the side. "Ouch that hurts." I winced as i forced open my eyes and I saw Han looking at me with worried eyes. "What?" I asked as we awkwardly stared into each others eyes. "Hyung I just witnessed you rolling around in bed for about 2 hours. Are you okay?" Han replied, his voice was shaking. "You were staring at me for 2 hours. Talk about obsessed." I chuckled but immediately recoiled in pain. "Hyung, I'm serious." Han whined I noticed his eyes were getting teary. "I'm okay Ji." I say ruffling his hair.

He wipes his eyes and pouts, "You always say that..." I sigh as he leaves the room.

Han POV

So obviously Chan is not okay. No one okay will toss in their sleep like that. So I decided to go to Minho and tell him.

I go to Minho and he's in the kitchen with Felix and Jeongin making breakfast. "Minho can I talk to you for a second?" I say as I pull him aside. "What's wrong Jisung?" He asks. "There's something wrong with Chan hyung?" I reply. His face of confusion instantly morphed into concern, "What's wrong with Chan?" "He's acting weird. I think he's sick." I confess. "Did he say that?" "You know he'll never admit that." I sigh.

Then Minho puts the spatula he's holding to make the eggs down and says, "Felix, Jeongin you have to take over breakfast for now. I'll be back." "Yes sir." Felix and I.N say in unison.

Then me and Minho make our way to Chan's room and sure enough, our leader is doubled over in pain in his bed. Minho quickly makes his way towards Chan and asks, "Are you okay hyung???" Minho comes closer to feel Chan's forehead and just the look on Minho's face shows me that Chan is burning up. Chan pushed Minho's hand away and mumbled, "Please just leave." "I'm sorry but I can't do that."

Minho POV

I really wish we didn't have such a stubborn leader. "I think you have a fever hyung." I say. "No I don't." He replied. "Han can you please get a warm washcloth and some water." I reply. "I told you I don't need you!" He says, slurring his words. I know he didn't mean it but the way it came across really hurt me. I feel my eyes well up with tears but I quickly blink them away, trying not to get in my feelings right now. Han soon comes back with the washcloth and the water.

"Actually Jisung, can you make some tea?" I ask Han. He nods in affirmation and went to do as he was told.

Gosh, I really hate being in charge. I'm the dance leader, not the leader.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Chan mumbled, snapping me out of my thoughts. I quickly went to the kitchen to get the bucket and placed it in front of Chan just before he began to vomit all in the large bucket. I was so grossed out but I didn't show it.

"Are you done hyung?" I asked. He just shrugged. And then I noticed he was crying. "Are you okay?" He shook his head and I just pulled him into a hug. "It's okay hyung." I said softly, rubbing his back. "I'm sorry you feel this way." "Not your fault." "Get some rest hyung. You'll feel better soon..." I tell him, because I can see him drifting to sleep. And where is Jisung with that tea?