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Airport Anxiety?🌡️

Sickie: Jisung

Caregiver: Chan (mostly)

Jisung's POV.:
It was 2am and I couldn't sleep. Our next tour is starting tomorrow and we'll have to get up early to catch an early flight. I had already been a bit fidgety the last few days, the thought of maybe getting mobbed at the airport was stressing me out. Sometime in the afternoon my stomach had started to hurt and Chan had made me some chamomile tea. He had told me to go to bed early and try to distract myself by listening to music. It hadn't really worked, now hours later my thoughts were still racing and I hadn't gotten a single minute of sleep yet. The stomachache hadn't gone away either. It had only increased and my stomach was now turning nauseatingly. I felt like I was about to be sick and tried to calm that feeling by taking slow and steady breaths through my nose. It seemed to work, at least for half an hour, before I climbed out of bed and hurried to the bathroom as quietly as possible. I closed the door behind me and knelt down in front of the toilet. A cramp shot through my abdomen and I bit my lip to suppress a whimper, rubbing small circles on my tummy. Somehow now that I was up, nothing was happening, so I got up again, shuffling into the kitchen to get some water. Taking tentative sips, I tried to ease the churning but the water turned out to have been a bad idea and I was soon kneeling in front of the toilet again. I gagged softly over the undisturbed water but nothing came up. With the next gag I could taste my meager dinner. I felt it right there at the back of my throat but it just wouldn't come up. I tried pressing my hand into my tummy but aside from a dry retch nothing happened. Sighing I leaned back against the bathtub and tried to take deep breaths. My hands were shaking and I was close to tears, how should I get through our journey like this? What if I throw up in front of all the fans and cameras at the airport? My breathing quickened and I was soon bent over the bowl again, this time heaving up a bit of the few bites I actually managed to force down at dinner. I choked, sending myself into a coughing fit which only triggered another gag. There goes the rest of my dinner I guess. After this I only managed to bring up small amounts of bile, only becoming aware of how little I had actually eaten now. My stomach was hurting just as badly as before but I pushed myself up, flushing the toilet. I brushed my teeth and splashed a bit of water on my face while leaning against the sink weakly. Stumbling back to my room dizzily, I collapsed onto my bed. Great, we'd have to get up in an hour but I didn't think I'd fall asleep anyways. At this point I wasn't so sure that my misery was purely caused by my nerves. Sure, I had stomachaches from anxiety before, even to the point of feeling nauseous but I had never thrown up because of it. Also, the dizziness was unfamiliar. The longer I lay there, the more I was getting convinced I had caught some kind of bug and the thought of having to get through the day ahead while being sick only frightened me more.

I was pulled from my thoughts when Chan came in to wake us, gently shaking the maknae I was rooming with. Jeongin disappeared to the bathroom to get ready and Chan sleepily sat down next to me, noting how I had already been awake when he came in. "Did you sleep?" I shook my head silently and he wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Do you want to have breakfast with the others?" – "I can't eat right now", I whispered shakily and he nodded in understanding. "Do you want to talk about it? Maybe saying it out loud will help" I took a deep breath: "I'm afraid that we'll be stuck in a crowed again and there'll be so many people, I don't want to throw up in front of them and all the cameras" My voice started to break. "Hey, we'll be right there with you, ok? At no point I'm going to leave you alone, I promise. Does your stomach still hurt?", he tried to calm me while hugging me sideways. I nodded pitifully and he sighed. "Don't worry about throwing up in front of them, you've never thrown up from anxiety before so why would you do now?" – "Did earlier", I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek. Chan frowned and stroked my back. "We'll make sure to get you straight to the hotel, as soon as we arrive. It'll be quiet and just us, you can lay down and catch up on the sleep you lost tonight, yeah?" I knew he tried to help but it didn't really help. "Hyung, I don't think it's just anxiety. You said it yourself, why would I throw up from it now? I can't do this..." – "Sungie, I'm sure it is and I'm sure you'll be fine as soon as we're there. Trust hyung, alright?" I gave up on trying to make him understand and just nodded defeatedly before getting up to get dressed.