"Minho hyung, please wake up. I'm begging you for the twelvth time and counting. We're going to be late." I said, sighing and trying my luck, again, to heave the heap of cloth wrapped around him.
"And I said, go away."
"Minho hyung." I said through gritting teeth. I couldn't understand him, all the members were getting impatient and were waiting outside, while he was just lazying on his bed. The other members have tried to get him out but they all failed.
"I said wake up. I'm saying this for the last time and I'm not saying it again. So get your butt moving."
"Just go would you. Stop being a nuisance. It's annoying. Can't you see I feel— nevermind. Just go. Don't worry about me."
"Worry? We're going to be late because of you, mister minho. Worrying about you is the least of my worries." I kicked him, I didn't mean to kick him that hard but he yelped pretty loud. "Now get moving, Mister Minho."
"I said stop calling me that and just get out will you!"
I laughed in disbelief. "Why are you screaming at me? Chan should be screaming you, why am I even doing this?"
"Just get out."
"Get out of bed first."
"JUST GET OUT!"
He finally got out of bed, turned me around to face the open door, and pushed me out if the door before I could even react. If not for my hands breaking my fall, I would landed face flat on the carpeted ground. I heard a slam as I stumbled to regain my balance.
I couldn't help but sniggered in utter disbelieft. Wow. Hes got the guts. Well, if you make us late chans going to scold and I'm just going to sit there and laugh.
When I walked out to the corridor with no minho, Chan frowned. "This isn't like Minho. Is he alright?" I laughed. "I couldn't care any less about that guy as of now. Ow!" I felt a slap on my back and a stinging pain. I turned around to see a dead looking Minho. "I'm ready to go."
"Hyung! What took you so long. We've all been waiting for you for ages." Changbin said, standing up.
"Whatever, let's go." He sighed as he shuffled out of the door. I rolled my eyes, but out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Chan frown worriedly.
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"Okay, you guys take a break, I'll go and buy dinner back to the practice room." Chan said, after a long day of practicing. We just finished a round of the dance and all of us were breathing heavily and tired. Felix, Han and Changbin raised their hands. "Why not we buy fried chicken, get some drinks and chips too!" Felix suggested, jumping excitedly. Chan smiled and sighed, "I need more people then." Hyunjin and Han volunteered. I glanced at Minho who was especially quiet today, he just sat in a corner, with his eyes half closed, panting the heaviest out all of us, which was odd, and just scrolling through his phone.
"You guys just stay here and wait for us to come back yeah?" Chan said as he was leaving. Jeongin and I nodded while Minho almost looked as if he asleep. Why was Minho was quiet and tired? Wasn't he usually active, and laughing at us for panting so much after we danced, saying that our stamina was poor? But I was still bitter from this morning, so I didn't think that much. Serves him right, I thought.
"Hyung, are you okay?" Jeongin asked him, worry was evident in his eyes but Minho just ignored him.
"Wow, look Mister Minho, don't you tease us for being weak and easily tired? Look who's tired now? No one asked you go overpractice the past few nights" I laughed at him, but he ignored me too. That's weird. I expected him to shoot back something mean, especially with the "Mister Minho".
"You've been overpracticing? Then you must rest, Hyung. You'll tire out like that." Jeongin said. I scoffed. Jeongin's way too nice.
He staggered as he got up and leaned against the cabinet for support. He almost tripped if not for Jeongin who jumped up and helled him. My smile faltered. Something wasn't right.
"Hyung, are you sick? Are you really okay?" Jeongin asked, as he held Minho's arm to help him regain his balance. "I...I need to go to the toilet."
"I'll go with you." I immediately offered. Minho looked at me weirdly, but didn't say a word. He slowed walked out of the room, and I followed him.
"You go in, I'll wait for you outside." I said, when we reached the toilet. He mumbled something and walked in.
Minho POV
As I walked in, my dizziness got worse. Since this morning, I was feeling feverish and when I was dancing, the room kept spinning and I couldn't do my moves right. As the day went on, I got more and more irritable, lashing out at my members occasionally, and getting lashed at by my members. All because of the past few nights... I knew it would have consequences but I didn't think the consequences would be that bad.
When I got up from the toilet seat I almost fell down, crashing into the cubicle wall but thankfully managing to break the fall a little with my hands.
"Minho Hyung!" I heard a shout from outside as I held my head, trying to regain my balance.
"Are you okay?" She asked worriedly but I couldn't answer. A headache was coming and I couldn't see well. I stumbled out of the cubicle, feeling the cold water hit my skin as I tried to wake myself up. Get a hold of yourself Lee Know.
My vision got blurry as I almost fell when I got out of the toilet. I held the wall to steady myself while two hands quickly held my shoulders. "Minho hyung! I think we should really go back. I don't think you'll hold off any longer." She said, pulling my arm gently. I took a deep breathe and walked towards the steps leading to the practice room. My ears suddenly got blocked, there was a ringing and I couldn't hear anything. My vision was close to nothing as I quickly gripped onto the handle and I felt Chaerin's grip tighten. "Mimho hyung, just hang in there okay? I'll call Jeongin. Please, just hang on. We'll get you to the hospital."
"I don't need to go to the hospital." I mumbled as I tried to push myself of the railing and continue walking. I held my head as the throbbing pain got worse and I couldn't see. Everything was just white, before I felt myself falling and everything turned black. "MINHO HYUNG!" Was the last thing I heard.
3rd person POV
Minho struggled, holding on to the handrailing as he tried to walk down the steps. "You don't have to go to the hospital? Are you kidding me right now hyung? Look at you! You"—
Minho closed his eyes as his body became limp and gravity pulled him down. "MINHO HYUNG!" Chaerin screamed as he fell from his arms towards the flight of stairs that they were descending. She stretched her arms out and held on to Minho tightly, using her arms to protect his head, but she couldn't keep her balance. Everything happened in a blur. Chaerin squeezed her eyes shut as he rolled down the stairs, hugging Minho as tight as she could, the stairs hitting her knuckles wrapped around his head, while hers hit the edges, bringing stabbing pain to her head. They landed on the ground with a thub and Chaerin's head was spinning. She could barely get up but Minho was her priority. "Chan...chan." She breathed heavily as her fingers fumbled with the numbers. As the line was ringing, she bit her thumb and blinked a few times, to make the dizziness go away.
There were a lot of steps I rolled down. I'm just dizzy from that.
She tried to calm herself down as she checked Minho. "Minho wake up, please." She said, shaking him but he didn't respond. The line clicked.
"Hello? Chae what's up?" The calm voice from the other side made Chaerin give a sigh of relief. At least Chan was there. Somewhat there. In the background she could hear her members screaming over some food related issue and as to who would pay.
"Uh, Chan. Minho hyung kind of fainted. He...he's not waking up. And I'm at the stairs next to our practice room." Chaerin's voice was shaking, she wondered whether Chan even caught any of what she said. "GUYS, QUIET." She heard a shout. "Sorry, Chae, could you repeat?" Chan said again, as she heard Chan's background fall silent. "M-Minho hyung fainted a-and he's not waking up." Chaerin said again, her voice was shaking and she could barely hold the phone. She was on the verge of tears and completely lost.
"Minho fainted?! Where are you? Where's Jeongin." Chan said, his voice raising. "W-We're outside the practice room. J-Jeongin doesn't know yet because"—
"It's okay. Tell Jeongin and get him to the nearest hospital. We'll meet you there because we're too far away from the agency. I'll ring the manager for you." Chan said, calmness returning to his voice, but anxiousness was still present and evident. He knew Chaerin would be panicking and the last thing to do would be to get her stressed. "O-Okay. I'll bring him to Sunwon Hospital" (I made up the name) "Alright, don't stress out okay? Everything will be alright." Chan reassured. Chaerin nodded althoug Chan couldn't see it, and she hung up. She stumbled as she tried to get up, but almost fell down to her knees again because of the sharp pain on her head. Ignoring it, she scrambled to her feet and ran as fast as she could without falling, towards the practice room.
"Jeongin!!" She burst into the room, startling Jeongin who was beginning to wonder where they were. "Things are bad. Minho hyung fainted. We NEED to get him to the hospital!" She shouted. Jeongin immediately got to his feet and dashed out of the door together with Chaerin. His mouth opened when he saw Minho lying on the ground and quickly ran to his side. "Hyung! Hyung!!" He cried, shaking Minho.
"Jeongin! Get him on my back, I'll carry him to the hospital." Chaerin quickly said, squatting down with her back facing Jeongin.
"Noona...your head. It's bleeding!" Jeongin ran to Chaerin. She slapped his arm. "That doesn't matter! Just get him on my back." "Are you sure you're okay. How about I carry him instead?"
"Jeongin. Just do it. If I die halfway, then you bring him there. Leave me to die on the streets. Someone will pick me up anyway."
"Noona, that's not really very reassuring"—
"Jeongin." She took a deep breath. Her head was hurting, Jeongin was not cooperating, and Minho was lying on the ground. "Please go get Minho's jacket so he won't get cold." She said.
Jeongin nodded and quickly ran into the practice room, taking all of their jackets as well as masks. He quickly wore his jacket and helped Chaerin wear hers, then hoisting Minho onto her back, he draped Minho's coat over his limp body. He carried Minho and Chaerin's bag, and they ran towards the hospital.
Running through street after street, Minho seemed to get heavier and heavier on Chaerin's back, but each time she felt like stopping and throwing him off her back, she could only focus on the big hospital building in front of her and keep running, with Jeongin at her heels. Jeongin kept glancing at her every few seconds. He was worried for her, with her head bleeding, and Minho probably weighing more than she did, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
When they reached the hospital, their manager was there. He received a call from Chan and drove to the hospital after his meeting. (It wasn't in JYPE.) He quickly ran towards Jeongin and Chaerin. "I'm so glad you guys are here. Quick, let's get him to a ward. I'll get the doctor to give us a separate ward to avoid the public."
When they finally got to the ward, the nurses and manager quickly got Minho off Chaerin's back which was close to breaking. They were told to wait outside while the doctors assessed the situation.
"Noona...are you okay?" Jeongin asked worriedly. Chaerin was panting heavily and she couldn't see well. "I-I'm fine." She said as she leaned on her knees and on the wall. The manager quickly held her steady. "Chaerin, how did you manage to bring him here? What happened?" Their manager asked.
"CHAERIN."
"WHERE'S MINHO."
"JEONGIN WHAT HAPPENED."
They heard shouts as the rest of the members ran towards them. Chaerin looked up to see Chan run up to her and held her face, looking into at her face to check if she was okay.
"What happened?" Chan said, trying his best to stay calm amidst the chaotic members. Chaerin took a deep breath.
"H-He wanted to go to the toilet. Then when coming out he seemed unstable and dizzy so I told him we should go to the hospital. Then while going down the stairs towards the practice room, h-he fainted and fell down"— Chaerin almost choked on tears that were forming. She felt so bad for not noticing in the morning and for not paying more attention.
"He...rolled down the stairs?" Jisung said softly. Chaerin looked down and nodded, the horrendous sight replaying in her mind. "B-But I caught him so...we rolled down together."
"You rolled down with him??!" Hyunjin exclaimed and quickly ran to her and checked her for scratches, turning her around and around. Chaerin felt dizzy and closed her eyes trying to blink away the fuzziness forming im her eyes. "Chaerin are you okay?" Seungmin asked, sensing her discomfort. Chaerin held her eyes as the room spun around her. "N-Noona. You head. It's bleeding a lot." Jeongin said, his voice was shaking. Chaerin couldn't take it anymore; the exhaustion from the running, the throbbing pain in her head that only got worse by the minute, and the groundless guilt that she felt. She felt her body go limp as her legs gave way and she blacked out.
"CHAERIN!"
Thanks for reading! Sorry I haven't been updating recently.
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