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Sick caregivers and a poor baby

They were performing when he first felt it. The twinge in his head, the slight tilt in his vision. All signs he was becoming sick. But he ignored them. Three days of his symptoms getting progressively worse until he couldn't possibly hide it.

ATEEZ had an interview today. It was with a YouTuber. They didn't know who, all they knew is that he spoke English. Meaning that Hongjoong will have to be present. Yes, the other members can speak English, especially San. But they weren't entirely confident in themselves. Thinking they'll mess up. So was Hongjoong. However, he has been learning English the longest and is the leader, it's down to him to do the talking.

He would have been fine with it, had it been any other day. Today, his head was pounding and he felt sick to his stomach. Hongjoong wanted to tell someone, but everyone else was complaining of headaches or cramps, so he didn't want to add to the managers stress.

"Hongjoongie hyung, can you pass me the water" Mingi panted out. He was doubled over, stomach rolling in cramps. Sighing, he grabbed the bottle and passed it over, looking at everyone else. The only un-sick one seemed to be San, who was rushing around trying to help everyone as well.

Hongjoong walked over to the manager who was just hanging up the phone. "Manager-nim, can we just cancel today? Everyone's ill" He complained. The manager looked at him and sighed as he ran his hand down his face.

"The guy is here already. But we can have an interview with just you and San instead of with everyone" He offered. Hongjoong lit up at this. If he gets everyone away, no one would notice him looking a little worse for wear.

"Yeah, I'm sure-"

He was cut off by a loud 'thump'. Turning around, he saw that San was on the floor, passed out.

Oh.

Change of plan then.

Muttering a curse under his breath, he ran to the fallen boy, manager in tow. The other members seemed too sick to get up and check on their fallen bandmate.

"San, San-ah? Come one, wake up buddy" They mumbled. Getting no response, Hongjoong looked up at their manager as he stalked off. Turning his attention back to San as he shook the boy to try and awaken him.

Turns out, the manager was on the phone to an ambulance. Then the company, then the people who had organised the interview. Everyone was rushing about too fast for Hongjoongs liking. He felt as if he was going to scream.

Luckily a few medics came running in, pushing him away from Sans body. They felt for his pulse and many other things his hazy mind couldn't understand.

"Hongjoong-ah, they're going to take San and some managers are taking the boys to the hospital as well. God knows how you've all become ill" With a sigh, Tae-In walked off.

This left Hongjoong alone. Sitting down with a pout on his face, he watched as everyone was helped up from their seats and lead away. As well as the bed that San is currently laying on.

"Wait...where am I supposed to go?" He muttered to himself as he stood. Black spots clouded his vision as he got up. Hongjoong grabbed onto the nearest thing to him, a table and steadied himself.

Standing still to regain his balance, he saw that the room had now cleared. Everyone was gone.

Huh?

Turning his head slowly to not become dizzy, he saw that the room was completely empty. Of not only people, but their belongings as well. He whined as the familiar feeling on being alone started to seep in. Due to his headspace, he hadn't felt this way in a long time, and it was gut-retching for the boy. He quickly waddled away in search for someone.