K-pop sickfics/hurtfics

Jay Enhypen - injured

@Felixdeepend here's your request, thank you.
It's a bit short 😅😂
600 words.

The roar of the crowd was deafening, a thunderous wave of love and energy crashing down onto the stage. Every night, it was the same—thousands of fans chanting their names, waving lightsticks, singing along. It was the kind of moment they had all dreamed of since the beginning, the reason they pushed themselves beyond their limits.

Jay should have been lost in the magic of it, like always. But instead, all he could feel was pain.

His ankle had been throbbing for days now. What had started as a dull ache had worsened after each performance, each rehearsal, each moment he convinced himself to push through. He had brushed off the trainers' concerns, waved away the worried glances from his members. It's fine, he had told himself. It's just a small injury. He couldn't afford to stop. He wouldn't.

But tonight, the pain was unbearable.

Every step sent sharp jolts through his leg, every movement a battle against his own body. The lights felt harsher, the cheers almost distant as his heartbeat pounded in his ears. His breath came in short, shallow bursts. And yet, he forced himself to keep going. The fans had waited so long for this tour. His members were giving their all. If they could do it, so could he.

He had always been the strong one—the one who didn't cry, who didn't complain, who didn't break.

But as the music swelled into the final song, as he took a step forward, his body faltered. His ankle gave out for the briefest second, and he barely caught himself in time. His vision blurred. He could feel the sweat dripping down his temple, but his body felt cold, shaky.

A hand grabbed his wrist.

Jay turned his head slightly and met Jungwon's concerned gaze. The leader's grip was firm but gentle, his eyes silently asking if he was okay. Jay nodded automatically, though he wasn't sure it was true.

Somewhere in the crowd, a fan screamed his name. The sound pulled him back, grounding him. He swallowed hard, forcing a tight smile onto his face. Just a little more. Just one more song. He could make it.

But then, as the last note rang out, as they gathered at the center of the stage to say their final words, it hit him.

The exhaustion. The pain. The weight of it all.

His fingers trembled as he raised his mic, his voice caught in his throat. The cheers around them grew louder, fans chanting, "Don't cry, Jay!" over and over, but that only made it worse.

Because the truth was—he never cried. Not in front of the members. Not in front of the fans. Not ever.

But tonight, he couldn't hold it back.

His chest ached as the tears burned his eyes. He squeezed them shut, tilting his head back as if that would stop them from falling. But when he blinked, they slipped down his cheeks anyway.

And then, warmth.

An arm wrapped around his shoulders—Jake. Another hand on his back—Sunghoon. The others moved in too, surrounding him, shielding him from the cameras, from the world.

"You don't have to hide it," Jake whispered, his voice steady.

Jungwon squeezed his arm. "We've got you."

Jay let out a shaky breath.

For weeks, he had convinced himself that he had to endure this alone. That showing weakness meant failing. But here they were—his brothers, his teammates, his family—reminding him that he didn't have to be strong all the time.

As they took their final bow, as the music faded and the lights dimmed, Jay allowed himself to lean into them, just for a moment.

And for the first time in a long time, he let himself feel.

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