Stray Kids sickfics

Changbin - Muscle tear

Just bored :)

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Muscle pain was normal. Muscle cramp was normal. Tearing a muscle? not so much. 

It was just a normal day(couldn't come up with a better intro whoops). Too normal actually, everything seemed like a perfect day. Changbin woke up with his usual routine, wake up, wash face, put lotion on it(ew according to other members but what ev). He walked towards Hyunjin's room before he decided to let him sleep in today. Hyunjin was dead asleep not even on his bed, on the couch and changbin forgot about that. He turned around towards the couch in the living room before freaking the hell out and screaming. 

"AHHHHHHHHH WHAT THE FU*K" 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH why are you screaming huh?" hyunjin spoke quietly as he rubbed his eyes softly..... 

"Because you sacred the fuck out of me pookie bear, don't sleep on the couch like that ever again, you looked like you broke your neck or something,"

"Ma bad, I'm gonna sleep again it's only 11am......byeee......"

Changbin rolled his eyes but also smiled at the same time as he covered hyunjin with a blanket quietly. He then walked away to change. He didn't want anything more than a perfect workout with Chan. 

Soon enough Chan was being dialled through the phone by changbin. 

"Hyung I'm gonna go workout in a bit, you wanna come with?" Changbin was quietly, glancing at the dancer who was now sliding off the couch.....(man he's too tall :( .....) 

"Yea sure I'll be there, I gotta wear clothes though.....*sigh*........" The older boy replied, he sat as he stared at his closet, actually making himself wear clothes....

"......man you suck....... I love you as a teammate and friend and all that shit.... you suck, wear some clothes.... baiiii" 

Changbin hung up as he walked out of the dorm, by now, hyunjin was on the floor.... he slowly walked to the gym that was near the dorm. Clean, quiet, and it was new so not a lot of people knew about it. Chan came around soon and they started working out. 

Easily benching 40kg as a warm up Changbin decided to add some weights. Just a bit he said to himself as he added another 10 and the. Eventually added more and more on the bar. Soon enough he had 70 but he took it down to 60 to look at his forms..... his positions and forms looked fine he was pretty happy with it, then Seungmin walked in.

"Damn is the puppy gonna de twink today?"

"Shut up hyung I'm not a twink"

"What are you then, a nerd?"

"No that's Jisung"

The rage baiter and annoyed easily duo had their friendly banter as they both yapped for a while, then the rage baiter asked.

"Oh by the way can you spot me while I try to squat?"

"Sure, how much are you trying today?"

"I don't know I've never done squat with weights, I've done benches,"

"Okay then you wanna start with the benches today?"

"Sure"

Changbin went in front of the bench press machine and quietly looked at chan who was dead lifting 140. He wasn't really paying attention to Seungmin at the moment his hands were still on the barn Seungmin was bench pressing so he can spot right away however, he was not aware of how heavy can sudden weight can be. Seungmin benched 30, his arms giving out he didn't notice until his arms buckled under the bar as it dipped towards his chest. Changbin caught it right away, at least that's what Seungmin thought.....because maybe the force of sudden weight was a bit too much for just two arms to handle. Sharp pain surged in right away on changbin's fore arm flexors as he felt a snap under his skin. The pain searing through his entire fore arm. He hissed quietly and looked away. It started to get red and it started swelled up right away, the pain just flared up in his flexors, slowly making a burning pain.

".....shit...." Changbin swore quietly.

"......? You okay hyung?" Seungmin asked as he got out of the bench, something was wrong

"Y-yea I'm okay, give me a second please......" Changbin spoke as his voice softened and wavered towards the end, 'oh fuck' Seungmin realised something was screwed up. Chan stopped, he put his belt away quietly as he tossed it on the floor next to his bag, changbin was pacing quietly and slowly towards the corner with his forearm still held really hard.

"Bin you alright?" The leader called out quietly, changbin nodded but it wasn't an okay not, more like a please go away nod. Chan quietly walked to Changbin and placed a hand on his back, quietly moving it to his shoulder and gently asking stuff. Seungmin stood there, blank in his own thoughts...... he really felt like a piece of shit, 'oh shit did I fuck up? Did I really fuck up and he broke something? Shit shit shit shit this is not good.....' Seungmin started pacing, he then saw his water bottle and went to Changbin who was on the verge of tears now.

"Hyung are you okay? I'm sorry I'm so so so so sorry please don't hate me forever... uhhh here I have cold water should I get some ice or-" "Seungmin stop, you're okay, he probably tore something but hopefully he's just hurt but you're not making it better right now okay?" .....okay....." Seungmin made his final reply as chan cut his sentence off.... Soon enough Changbin went inside the changing room and came back with his normal outfit on and packed his back with one hand, his right hand kept quiet behind him. Chan came behind Seungmin quietly to apologise. 

"Sorry I was just really stressed out and concerned for a second, I didn't mean to cut you off," 

"It's okay..... I know you didn't mean it...." the singer replied quietly as he watched changbin get tapes out of his bag. 

Seungmin walked towards the rapper quietly, who was trying to sort out which flexor he pulled or tore. He tried to speak up but he just couldn't.... He felt horrible....

Changbin on the other hand felt horrible aswell. His forearm flexor was torn, and he probably should go to the hospital for a good look and, he couldn't man handle seungmin anymore. welll shit, this is great, and it fucking hurts. Changbin thought to himself as he tried sorting the tape around........

"....do you need help?" Seungmin asked softly, backing up as soon as changbin turned to look at him. He flinched quietly as the older boy just scanned him quietly,  his eyes a little glossy.

"I'm sorry hyung I really I should have maybe stopped it a set early so my arms wouldn't have given up and you'd have-" "It's okay, a hug would be nice," Changbin cut the singer off softly as he opened his arms quietly, seungmin hugged in.

"i'm really sorry.... I...."

"It's okay Seungmin, I know you didn't mean it and accidents happen okay? It hurts but I'm fine, not a huge biggie okay?"

"Okay........." seungmin agreed reluctantly, he ended up carrying changbins bag out of guilt and stubbornness and for a whole month ended up 'protecting' him from Lee knows weird insults but Changbin did enjoy it on how funny it was to see Seungmin reply back to Lee know.

"Ew Changbin only lotion on ur face is disgusting, worse than how Jisung's feet stinks"

"OI HAN'S FEET IS WAYY STINKIER THAN CHANGBIN HYUNG'S FACE HIS FACE SMELLS LIKE NOTHING BUT NICE SHIT"

"EXCUSE ME SINCE WHEN DID EVERYONE KNOW HOW MY FEET SMELL-"

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Thank you for reading this :)