NCT/WAYV Oneshots

🩹💖Sick (JohnMark platonic)

Warning: if you are uncomfortable with vomit don't read

Mark groaned loudly as he rolled over in his bed.
He was so hot even though his air conditioner was on full blast and his ceiling fan was running. He felt drops of sweat run down his face as he adjusted his eyes to the sunlight.

He sat up and was hit with a surge of dizziness and nausea like a train. He placed his hand on the headboard to steady himself before standing up. He felt absolutely terrible. He thought about crawling back in bed for a few seconds before forcing himself to walk out of his room.
He heard his band mates chatting and giggling from the top of the stairs which normally, he would smile at but today his head felt like it was splitting and allbthe excess noise definitely wasn't making it any better.

He stumbled into the kitchen trying to stay undetected, though He looked horrible so practically anyone could tell.

He sat down at the table and stared at the plate of food in front of him, the smell making him nauseas. He pushed the plate away and placed his shaky hand over his stomach taking quiet deep breaths to ease the discomfort.

Johnny noticed marks weird behavior and discreetly tapped taeyong on the shoulder.

"Hey what's up?" Taeyong said whispering to Johnny.

"Does mark seem ... Off to you?" Johnny asked gesturing to the clearly uncomfortable younger.

Taeyong nodded as he turned his attention to Mark.

"Mark? Why aren't you eating? Is there something wrong with breakfast?" Taeyong asked genuinely and Johnny began reading marks body language.

At the mention of eating mark swallowed thickly. He really didn't want to eat but he didn't want taeyong to be suspicious.

He plastered on a smile and spoke.

"No! Taeyong nothing's wrong I just.... I was...waiting for it to cool down." Mark was a terrible actor. He avoiding taeyongs eyes and stuttered through the whole sentence.

Mark hesitantly grabbed his fork, his hand shaking. He ate just a few bites and instantly regretted it. His stomach swirled and He felt his body rejecting him. He sat against his chair focusing on breathing before taeyong called them to practice.

Mark didn't hear him right away. His mind was blank except for the pain he was feeling.

He felt a tap on his shoulder.

He looked up and saw Johnny with a concerned expression.

"Hey, dude you okay? You don't look so good."

Mark quickly stood up to avoid further inspection of his pale skin and cold sweating.

"Yeah dude! I'm fine! Just kinda tired that's all." Mark felt so close to vomiting. He kept swallowing trying to keep everything at bay as he walked with Johnny to the practice room.

The boys met the others in the practice room and taeyong announced that they were practicing superhuman.

Mark felt closer and closer to getting sick. His nausea worsening each second.

They began to dance, the music blaring through the room. Mark was doing okay until about halfway through the song. That's where everything went wrong.

Right before mark and Johnny's scene, Mark knew he wasn't gonna make it. He stood in front of Johnny and his stomach flipped. His body lurched foreward and he threw up all over Johnny and the floor.

The room was full of screams and gasps from the others while taeyong ran to Mark and Johnny.

"Oh...god...i'm so...sorry..." Mark forced out to Johnny before hiding his face and keeping his hand on his mouth.