#sick yechan

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this is a (late) submission for @monthofsick day 17! (i promise i'm trying to get these done on time, i'm just not very good at it 😬)

ask by @writercloud: (thank you for this ask, friend <3 and sorry it took me so long to fill!!): Can you write an emeto Sick Wonsang and Yechan finds him sick in the middle of the night, with extra Fluff!! (idk why I love that trope so much. Its like all I write lmao.)

tw: vomiting, fever

totally drained/exhausted ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––

it had been an extremely long week. with half of their members sick, the days and nights had begun to run into each other. yechan had been so busy cleaning up messes or trying to prevent them that he’d forgotten to sleep. even when gwangil and sangyeop were napping, yechan was constantly anticipating the calm silence inevitably being broken by a retch, or a shout from someone trapped in a nightmare. but it had been nearly two days now since someone had gotten sick. now the adrenaline was gone, leaving yechan drained and boneless. he checked on the others, popping his head into their bedroom and finding the two who had been sick sound asleep. the remaining tension quickly seeped out of his shoulders.

wonsang was in the main part of their dorm, on the couch with his limbs splayed wide and awkward, even in sleep. yechan smiled slightly. they’d made a good team, but despite sharing the living room as a sleeping space, it had been a while since he and wonsang had been able to have an extended conversation. they’d been stretched so thin trying to take care of the others that it was hard to keep up with each other - in fact, most of what yechan had heard about wonsang recently had come from sangyeop or gwangil. he wanted to check in with him soon. tomorrow, he thought. things were calming down now.

drowsy and reassured, yechan almost tripped on his way to his bed, but managed to catch himself on a table. he chuckled at himself a bit, stumbled a bit further, and was asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

——

waking up was disconcerting. yechan felt dizzy for a moment, and unsure of where he was. even as he struggled to discern reality from whatever dream he’d been immersed in, his first thought was that if he’d woken before the sun - which he had - then someone was almost definitely getting sick.

“wonsang, wha’s goin’ on?” he mumbled, burying his face in his pillow. surely wonsang could deal with this, he thought. after all, the bassist had gone to sleep early, and long before yechan had. when a few seconds passed without a response, he groaned and rolled over with a huff. “wonsang– oh.”

the couch was empty. yechan relaxed. he hadn’t woken up because someone was puking, then - he’d woken up because wonsang had gotten up to use the restroom, he thought. it made sense. wonsang was moderately clumsy even in the daylight, and was known for running into walls when he got up at night, so that was probably it.

and yet. 

yechan tossed and turned, but he couldn’t fall back asleep. the feeling that something was wrong clung to him and made him sweat. he’d take a walk, he decided. he’d check on the others to calm his mind, and then he’d take a walk, and when he got back, it would be easier to sleep.

he didn’t get very far. walking past the bathroom, yechan heard a whimper that stopped him dead in his tracks. he knocked, and heard a surprised gasp.

“wonsangie? is that you?” yechan asked, concerned.

“hyung,” wonsang’s voice came out pleading, which was normal, and shaky, which was not. he sounded like he’d been crying.

“are you– are you alright?”

wonsang was quiet. yechan fidgeted. he hated not knowing what was happening. most of the time it didn’t bother him - but not knowing whether someone he cared about was suffering was almost physically painful. if he strained his ears, yechan could hear wonsang breathing, heavier than normal, he thought. he tapped his fingers against his knee and bit his tongue. just as yechan was about to start speaking again, wonsang broke the silence, voice quiet.

“can you come in?”

“of course,” yechan breathed, relieved. it didn’t last long. he opened the door to find wonsang on the ground, legs askew, slumped back against the wall as if he had no bones in his body. he looked absolutely miserable. when he looked at yechan, his lips were trembling. “oh, wonsangie…”

“hyung, i don’t feel good, i’m sorry,” wonsang said, words rushed. “i don’t know what to do, i–”

he stopped when yechan put a hand to his forehead. “no fever,” yechan said, smiling gently. “have you been sick?”

wonsang shook his head. “that’s why i– i can’t tell if i’m sick or tired or if it’s just in my head. it’s been almost two hours. what should i do?”

yechan considered this. it wasn’t impossible that wonsang had gotten sick - but he thought it was unlikely, considering how the other two strongly suspected their illness to be food-related. with no fever and no vomiting, it could very well be a simple case of exhaustion. either way, he thought, wonsang desperately needed his rest.

“i think you need to get some more sleep.” yechan brushed a hand through wonsang’s hair, massaging his head. “how about i get the trashcan from under the kitchen sink for you so you can get back to bed for now? you can sleep with me if you don’t want to be alone on the couch,” he added, hoping to provide an extra bit of comfort.

looking relieved, wonsang nodded. yechan went with him guiding him by the arm back to bed, and retrieved the trashcan as planned before joining him. 

yechan had always liked this kind of thing. having someone else sleep with him, platonically. it was warm and comforting. he was pretty sure wonsang was the same way, though they’d never talked about it directly. 

he had actually planned to stay awake for a while, thinking he’d keep an eye on the bassist, but with wonsang’s arm warm and heavy on yechan’s chest, the tug of sleep was impossible to resist.

——

yechan woke up to wonsang doubled over the side of the bed, vomiting onto the ground, sobbing.

“oh, wonsangie…”

the smell was wretched, but yechan wasn’t going to leave for anything.  he flipped on the dim lamp on the table at his bedside and placed a steadying hand on the back of wonsang’s neck. the bags under wonsang’s eyes were even starker than normal as the younger man belched up another brown stream of sick.  wonsang’s hands fluttered for a moment, as if to try and catch the mess, but yechan gently guided them out of the way. “don’t worry about that, hyung will take care of it,” he said calmly, meaning it.  “it’s not a big deal.”

wonsang didn’t respond, probably only because his jaw was still wide open with vomit spilling over his lips. there was no longer any doubt about a fever; heat was radiating from wonsang’s body, a pink flush coloring his cheeks. he looked very young and very, very tired. yechan’s own body was aching from exhaustion; he could only imagine how wonsang’s must be feeling as it battled his illness.

the floor was a mess, and worsening by the minute. wonsang seemed to have lost any sense of control over his body. the poor guy was wracked with hiccups that came with a side of watery puke. on one particularly brutal occasion, he cut himself off with a blech that brought with it a heavier splatter of sick, which was then followed by another heave and more vomit. yechan could do little more than hold wonsang’s shaking body up while it emptied itself, and then remind him to breathe as his heaves became unproductive. he found himself mindlessly tracing small, invisible tattoos onto wonsang’s back in an attempt to ground him, and smiled as the retching eventually tapered off.

“sangyeop told me you’re thinking about getting one,” yechan said, voice soft.  “a tattoo.”

wonsang, who had been struggling to catch his breath, stilled.

“he said you were worried i’d try to talk you out of it.”

wonsang shrugged, and slumped back onto the bed, stomach settled for the moment.  yechan helped him find a comfortable spot, and then quickly retrieved cleaning supplies before continuing talking.

“i won’t,” he said, wiping sweat and sick from wonsang’s face.  “talk you out of it, that is, if it’s what you want to do. on one condition.”

wonsang cocked his head to the side warily.

“let me come with you.” 

yechan wanted to make sure it was safe.  he’d had a big scare when he was younger, a tattoo infection that could have become much worse than it was, but only because his brother was the most observant person yechan knew.  the last thing he wanted was his influence over wonsang to put his life in danger.

“really, hyung? you would?” although wonsang looked nothing more than drained, there was a tinge of wonder in his tone. yechan nodded, surprised, as he repositioned the trash can to be even closer to wonsang than it originally had been.

“of course! did you want me to?”

“i– well, yes,” wonsang admitted. he eyed yechan and seemed to anticipate his next question. “i know, i could’ve asked! i just, i knew you’d say yes even if you didn’t want to, and i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, or to make you do something that you didn’t support.”

“it’s your body, wonsang, i don’t care what you do with it. as long as you’re safe, i’ll support you in anything.” he brushed wonsang’s hair out of his face gently as the younger cuddled into his side. “how are you feeling?”

“dizzy, but i think i’m just tired. my stomach feels a bit better.”

yechan smiled, pushing away a wave of dizziness of his own and joining him on the bed. “i’m glad. let’s both get lots of rest, then, okay? wake me up if you need anything.”

but wonsang - face smooshed into yechan's side, limbs once again chaotically splayed about - was already sound asleep.

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er trips and dino plushies | lee anton

OVERALL: kids are hard enough to look after let alone when they’re sick, good thing you have your husband and dino stuffies to the rescue!

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┆彡 𝑎/n: daddy anton has made a comeback

The first rays of sunlight stream through the curtains, gently rousing you from sleep. Beside you, Anton stirs, his arm instinctively wrapping around your growing belly. At four months pregnant, you’re starting to show more prominently, and Anton can't get enough of talking to the baby.

"Good morning," he murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep.

"Good morning," you reply, smiling as you place your hand over his.

Anton shifts closer, pressing his ear against your belly. "Hey there, little one," he whispers, his breath warm against your skin. "Daddy can't wait to meet you. Your sisters and brother are so excited too. Just a few more months, okay?"

You chuckle softly, running your fingers through his hair. "They'll be here before we know it."

Reluctantly, you both get out of bed. Anton stretches and yawns before turning to you. "I'll get started on breakfast. You go wake up the kids."

You nod and head to Chanwoo's room first. Your two-year-old son is still snuggled under his blanket, his favorite giraffe stuffie clutched tightly in his arms. As you gently shake him awake, he immediately reaches up, his sleepy eyes blinking open.

"Mama," he mumbles, wrapping his tiny arms around your neck and burying his face into your chest.

"Good morning, sweetheart," you whisper, kissing the top of his head. Despite the slight strain on your back, you can't resist holding him close. You know Anton would scold you for carrying him, but those morning cuddles are just too precious.

You carry Chanwoo to the twins' room next. Yechan and Chanmi are five, and while they usually wake up easily, today is different. Both girls are still curled up in their beds, clearly not wanting to get up.

"Come on, girls, time to wake up," you call softly, gently shaking Chanmi first.

She groans and finally opens her eyes, looking at you with a pout. "I don't feel good, Mommy," she says, her voice weak.

You press your hand to her forehead and feel the heat radiating off her. "You have a fever," you note, your heart sinking. "You can stay in bed. Daddy and I will bring you breakfast soon."

You move to Yechan's bed next, but as soon as you touch her, she feels even hotter than Chanmi. "Mommy, I don't feel good either," she groans, and before you can react, she bolts out of bed and runs to the bathroom.

"Chanwoo, go downstairs to Daddy, okay?" you instruct, putting him down gently. He clings to your leg, his eyes wide with worry.

"wan stay with you," he protests.

"I know, baby, but your sisters are sick. You don't want to get sick too, do you?" you reason gently.

Pouting, Chanwoo reluctantly lets go and makes his way downstairs, leaving you to follow Yechan. You find her in the bathroom, crying and vomiting into the toilet. Your heart breaks at the sight.

"It's okay, sweetheart," you soothe, holding her hair back. "Mommy's here."

Once Yechan is done, you help her strip out of her pajamas and run a warm bath. She shivers and whimpers, clearly feeling miserable. You wash her gently, trying to comfort her as best you can. After the bath, you dress her in fresh pajamas and tuck her back into bed.

"Mommy will bring you some medicine and breakfast soon, okay?" you promise, kissing her forehead.

You then turn to Chanmi, who has watched the entire process with tired eyes. "Do you want a bath too, sweetie?" you ask.

Chanmi nods weakly, allowing you to pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. The bath seems to do her some good, as she’s cooling down a bit compared to Yechan. After dressing her in clean pajamas, you tuck her back into bed and kiss her forehead as well.

Feeling more exhausted than ever, you finally make your way downstairs. Anton is in the kitchen, flipping pancakes while feeding Chanwoo cut-up strawberries. He looks up when he hears you enter and smiles softly.

"How are the girls?" he asks, concern evident in his eyes.

"They're both running fevers," you reply, sitting down at the table with a heavy sigh. "Yechan seems worse than Chanmi. I'll check their temperatures again after they eat and take some medicine."

"Call your mom and ask for advice if they don't get better," Anton suggests, his eyes flickering with worry. "She always knows what to do."

You nod in agreement. "I will."

You make yourself a bowl of cereal and feed Chanwoo some of your food as you update Anton on the girls' condition. "Yechan is really struggling. Chanmi seems a bit better after her bath, but Yechan… she threw up and looks so miserable."

Anton frowns, flipping another pancake. "We'll keep a close eye on them. I've made their favorite pancakes. Maybe that'll cheer them up a bit."

You smile at his thoughtfulness, grateful to have such a caring partner. Once you finish your cereal, you take a cooked pancake, top it with blueberries, strawberries, and a little whipped cream—just how Chanwoo likes it. You cut it up into tiny pieces so he won't choke, but as you place the plate in front of him, he immediately starts to pout.

"don' want pancakes. I want ice cream!" he declares, crossing his arms defiantly.

You try to explain gently. "Ice cream isn't for breakfast, sweetie. You need to eat what Daddy made."

Chanwoo's pout deepens, and he looks like he is about to throw a tantrum. Before he can, Anton steps in. "Chanwoo, you need to eat breakfast first. If you're good and eat your food, you can have some ice cream later. Deal?"

Chanwoo considers this for a moment before reluctantly nodding. "kay, daddy."

As he eats his food, you help Anton plate up the twins' breakfast. By the time Chanwoo finishes eating, Anton is done with the rest of the pancakes. You take Chanwoo to the living room, turning on Gracie's Corner to keep him entertained while you and Anton bring the twins their breakfast.

You carry a tray with pancakes, cut-up fruit, and a glass of juice upstairs, while Anton follows with a similar tray. Chanmi is half-asleep but smiles weakly when she sees the food.

"Thank you, Mommy. Thank you, Daddy," she says softly, trying to sit up.

You help her get comfortable and place the tray in front of her. "Eat up, sweetie. It'll help you feel better."

Next, you go to Yechan, who is lying in bed, looking miserable. "Hey, princess," you greet softly, placing the tray on her bedside table. "How are you feeling?"

Yechan shakes her head weakly. "Not good, Mommy."

You sit on the edge of her bed, brushing her hair back. "I know, baby. Try to eat something, okay? It'll help."

She nods reluctantly, picking at her food. You make sure both girls have their medicine and check their temperatures again. Chanmi's fever seems to be going down a bit, but Yechan's is still high.

"I'll call Mom and see what she suggests," you tell Anton, who nods in agreement.

Back downstairs, you find Chanwoo still engrossed in his show. You take a moment to catch your breath, sitting down next to him. Anton joins you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"You're doing great," he says, kissing your temple.

"Thanks," you reply, leaning into him.

He smiles and squeezes your shoulder. "They’ll be okay, don’t worry, it’s not good for the baby.”

"I'll call Mom now," you tell Anton before walking away.

You step into the kitchen for a bit of privacy and dial your mom’s number. It doesn’t take long for her to pick up.

"Hi, sweetie. How are you?" her warm voice comes through the line.

"Hey, Mom. The twins are both running fevers, and Yechan’s really struggling. Chanmi seems a bit better after a bath, but Yechan threw up," you explain, trying to keep your voice steady.

"Oh dear, that sounds rough," she responds sympathetically. "Keep a close eye on them. If they don’t get better within the next two hours or their fever continues to rise, you should take them to the hospital. Make sure they stay hydrated and rest as much as possible."

"Okay, thanks, Mom. I’ll do that," you say, feeling a bit more reassured.

"Call me if you need anything, and keep me updated," she adds.

"I will. Thanks again. Love you, Mom."

"Love you too, sweetheart," she replies before hanging up.

You return to the living room, where Anton is playing with Chanwoo. He looks up at you expectantly. "What did she say?"

"She said to keep a close eye on them. If they don’t get better in the next two hours or if their fever keeps rising, we should take them to the hospital," you relay, feeling a bit more in control of the situation.

Anton nods, his expression serious. "We’ll keep a close watch."

Chanwoo looks up from his show, his eyes bright with an idea. "Mama, I want to make sissies a card! Make them feel better."

Your heart melts at his sweet suggestion. "That’s a wonderful idea, Chanwoo."

Anton stands up, ready to help. "I’ll grab the supplies."

While Anton gathers paper, crayons, and stickers from the craft cupboard, you watch Chanwoo’s excitement grow. Anton spreads everything out on the coffee table, and Chanwoo eagerly dives into the project, his little hands moving quickly as he draws and decorates the cards.

You sit back and watch, feeling a swell of pride and love for your family. Anton helps Chanwoo with some of the trickier parts, like spelling out "Get Well Soon" on the cards. Together, they create colorful, heartfelt masterpieces.

Once the cards are done, Chanwoo beams with pride. "I’m gonna give them to sissies now!"

"Alright, go ahead," Anton says with a smile, giving Chanwoo a gentle pat on the back.

Chanwoo runs upstairs, his little feet pattering against the floor. You and Anton share a tender moment, watching him go.

"He’s such a good brother," you say softly, leaning into Anton.

"He really is," Anton agrees, wrapping an arm around you. "And you’re an amazing mom."

You smile, feeling the warmth of his words. "I couldn’t do it without you."

Anton tilts your chin up, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. "We make a great team."

As Chanwoo is upstairs sharing his cards with his sisters, you and Anton take a moment to just be together. The house is unusually quiet, save for the soft sounds of Chanwoo’s enthusiastic chatter upstairs. Anton pulls you closer, and you rest your head on his shoulder, savoring the calm.

"Do you remember the first time we had to deal with the twins being sick?" Anton asks, a nostalgic smile playing on his lips.

You laugh softly, nodding. "How could I forget? We were so worried and clueless. You spent hours researching everything you could online, and we called your mom like three times."

Anton chuckles, shaking his head. "Yeah, we were a mess. But we got through it."

"And we’ll get through this too," you add.

Anton kisses your forehead and pulls back, looking at you with a mix of admiration and love. "You know, I’m really proud of how you handle everything. The kids, the house, this pregnancy. You make it all look so easy."

Your heart swells at his words. "It’s not easy, but having you by my side makes it manageable."

He kisses your forehead. "I feel the same way. We’re lucky to have each other."

You sit in comfortable silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other’s company.

Chanwoo’s footsteps echo down the stairs, and he comes running back into the living room, his face lit up with excitement. "Sissies love the cards, Mama! They said thank you!"

You smile warmly, pulling him into your lap. "That’s wonderful, sweetheart. You did such a good job."

Chanwoo beams, snuggling into you. Anton wraps his arms around both of you, and for a moment, everything feels perfect despite the chaos of the day.

Chanwoo looks up at you with hopeful eyes. "Mama, can we watch a movie?"

Anton glances at you, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Why not? With the new baby on the way and the twins growing up so fast, we rarely get time to just relax with our baby boy."

You nod, feeling the same way. "What do you want to watch, Chanwoo?"

"Inside Out 2!" he exclaims, bouncing with excitement.

"Inside Out 2 it is," Anton says, grabbing the remote and navigating to the movie. 

You settle onto the couch with Chanwoo nestled between you and Anton, the warmth of your family creating a cozy atmosphere. As the movie begins, you feel a sense of peace wash over you. It’s been a long day, but these moments of togetherness make it all worthwhile.

Chanwoo is captivated by the movie, his eyes wide with wonder as he watches the characters on the screen. You and Anton exchange a smile, enjoying the rare quiet moment. As the movie progresses, Chanwoo’s eyelids grow heavy, and soon he’s fast asleep, his little head resting against your lap.

Anton gently lifts Chanwoo, careful not to wake him. "I’ll put him down for his nap," he whispers, carrying him to his room.

You follow, watching as Anton tucks Chanwoo into his bed. He looks so peaceful, his tiny body relaxed in sleep. You both stand there for a moment, gazing at him with love.

"Let’s go check on the twins," you say softly, and Anton nods in agreement.

You head to the twins' room, finding them still resting. Anton checks Chanmi’s temperature first, and she stirs slightly, her eyes fluttering open.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?" you ask, brushing her hair back from her forehead.

"I’m okay, Mama," she whispers, her voice hoarse. "Just tired."

Anton nods, reading the thermometer. "Her temps down but she still has a slight fever. She’s getting better, though."

You both move to Yechan’s bed next, and your heart aches seeing her so unwell. Anton checks her temperature, and it hasn’t improved. Yechan cuddles into his side, tears streaming down her face.

"It’s okay, baby girl," Anton soothes, rubbing her back gently. "Can you try to drink some water for daddy?"

Yechan shakes her head, her tears coming harder. "I don’t want to, Daddy. It hurts."

You exchange a worried glance with Anton. "Sweetie, we might need to go to the hospital if you don’t get better. Do you want to go now or wait a little longer?"

Yechan’s eyes widen with fear. "Wait, please. I’m scared of the hospital."

Anton kisses the top of her head, his voice soft and reassuring. "Okay, we’ll wait another hour. But you need to rest and try to drink some water, okay?"

Yechan nods reluctantly, snuggling deeper into his side. You feel a pang of helplessness, wishing there was more you could do.

After making sure both girls are as comfortable as possible, you and Anton step out of the room, heading to your own bedroom. The weight of the day presses down on you, and you can feel the stress manifesting physically. Your stomach tightens with cramps, and you take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself.

Anton notices immediately, his brow furrowing with concern. "Are you okay?"

You nod, but the tears in your eyes betray your true feelings. "I’m just so worried, Anton. What if she doesn’t get better?"

Anton wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. "I know, love. But we’re doing everything we can. You need to stay calm for the baby’s sake."

You try to take a deep breath, but the cramps intensify, doubling you over in pain. Anton's worry deepens, and he gently guides you to sit on the edge of the bed. "Okay, we need to get you to relax. Let’s do some breathing exercises, alright?"

You nod again, but it’s hard to focus with the pain radiating through your abdomen. Anton sits beside you. "Look at me, love. Breathe with me. In... and out... nice and slow."

You follow his lead, struggling to match his calm, even breaths. The cramps are relentless, each one worse than the last. Panic starts to set in, and you clutch Anton’s hand tightly.

"It hurts so much," you whisper, tears streaming down your face.

Anton’s eyes are full of worry, but he keeps his voice calm. "I know, I know. Just keep breathing. You’ll be okay. I got you."

Minutes feel like hours as you fight to control your breathing, trying to push past the pain. Anton’s unwavering presence is the only thing keeping you grounded. His hand never leaves yours, and his words are a constant source of comfort.

"You’re strong," he murmurs. "Remember how strong you are. You can do this."

Slowly, agonizingly, the cramps begin to ease. Your breathing becomes more even, and the tears subside. Anton’s hand gently strokes your back, soothing you.

"That’s it, love. Just keep breathing."

Finally, the pain diminishes to a manageable level, and you collapse against Anton, utterly spent. He holds you close, his own relief palpable.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, his lips brushing your forehead.

You nod, still trembling. "I think so. It’s just... the stress of everything. It was too much."

"I know," he says, kissing your temple. "But you have to take care of yourself. Our baby needs you to be strong."

"I’m trying," you whisper, leaning into his embrace. "It’s just so hard."

"I know it is," Anton replies, his voice filled with love and concern. "But we’re in this together. We’ll get through it, one step at a time."

You take a deep breath, feeling a bit more stable with Anton’s arms around you. "Thank you for being here for me."

"Always," he says, his eyes full of reassurance. "Now, let’s rest a bit. You need it."

You both lie down on the bed, and Anton keeps his arms wrapped around you, his presence a comforting anchor. As you lie there, the events of the day replay in your mind, but you push them aside, focusing on the steady rhythm of Anton’s breathing.

After a while, Anton speaks softly. "How about we call your doctor tomorrow, just to be safe?"

You nod, appreciating his thoughtfulness. "That sounds like a good idea."

After what feels like an eternity, you check the time. It’s been an hour. You exchange a glance with Anton, the decision unspoken but mutual. It’s time to take Yechan to the hospital.

You head back to the twins’ room, finding Yechan half-awake. She looks up at you with a mix of fear and resignation. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?" you ask gently, but she doesn’t answer, her eyes glassy and unfocused. Anton checks her fever and finds it’s gotten even higher. He gently shakes her, but she can barely keep her eyes open.

"We need to go to the hospital now," Anton says, his voice firm yet calm. He picks up Yechan in his arms, carrying her bridal style, and races her to the car. You quickly get Chanmi out of bed, her little face crumpling with fear for her sister. Tears spill over as she clings to you.

"It’s okay, sweetie. We’re going to help Yechan get better," you say, trying to soothe her while moving as quickly as you can. You enter Chanwoo’s room and take him out of bed. He wakes up, crying from being pulled from his nap, not understanding what’s happening. You do your best to calm them both as you buckle them into their car seats.

Anton places Yechan in your lap in the back seat, and you hold her close, trying to keep her awake. "Stay with me, baby girl. We’re going to the hospital to make you feel better," you whisper, brushing her hair back from her forehead.

Anton drives with a steady urgency, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror to check on you and Yechan. As he drives, he calls your parents, asking if they can meet you at the hospital to take Chanmi and Chanwoo.

"We’ll be there as soon as we can," your mom says, her voice filled with concern.

Yechan's breathing is shallow and rapid, and she’s barely responsive, which only heightens your fear. You stroke her cheek, murmuring comforting words, trying to keep your own panic at bay. The drive feels like an eternity, every second stretching out painfully.

Finally, you arrive at the hospital. Anton jumps out and rushes around to help you get Yechan out of the car. A nurse sees you and immediately brings a stretcher. Yechan is placed on it and rushed inside. You try to stay calm for Chanmi and Chanwoo, but the worry is etched deep into your features.

Your parents arrive just as the medical team wheels Yechan away. They quickly gather Chanmi and Chanwoo, who are both crying and frightened. "We’ll take care of them," your mom assures you, her eyes soft with understanding. "Focus on Yechan."

You give Chanmi and Chanwoo quick hugs, promising them that Yechan will be okay, and watch as your parents take them to get some food and comfort.

In the emergency bay, you finally allow yourself to cry. Anton pulls you into his arms, holding you tightly as you sob against his chest. "She’s going to be okay," he whispers, his own voice thick with emotion. "They’ll take care of her."

You nod, clutching his shirt, trying to believe his words. "I should have noticed sooner, Anton. This is all my fault. I should have seen the signs."

"Hey, no," Anton says firmly, pulling back to look at you. "This is not your fault. You’ve been doing everything you can. Kids get sick, sometimes quickly, and there’s nothing you could have done to prevent it."

"But I’m their mother," you say, tears streaming down your face. "I should have known. I should have done more."

"Don’t do that. You’re an amazing mother," Anton says, his voice filled with conviction. "You’ve been taking care of all three of them, and now you’re taking care of Yechan. That’s what matters. We’re here now, doing everything we can."

You take a shaky breath, leaning into his embrace. "I just feel so helpless."

"I know," he murmurs, kissing your forehead. "But she’s getting the help she needs, she’s going to be okay."

Time passes in a blur of anxiety and waiting. Anton never leaves your side. Finally, a doctor approaches, and you both stand up, your hearts pounding. "Mr. and Mrs. Lee?"

"Yes, that’s us," Anton replies, his arm still around you.

The doctor smiles reassuringly. "Yechan is stable now. She has a viral infection, which is causing the high fever and dehydration. We’re treating her with fluids and medication, and she’s responding well."

Tears of relief spill over as you cling to Anton. "Thank you. Can we see her?"

"Of course," the doctor says. "Follow me."

You and Anton follow the doctor to Yechan’s room. She’s lying in a hospital bed, looking small and fragile, but her breathing is steady, and she’s hooked up to an IV and heart monitor. You rush to her side, gently stroking her hair.

"Hey, sweetie," you say softly, trying to keep your voice steady. "Mommy and Daddy are here."

Yechan’s eyes flutter open, and she looks at you with a weak but relieved smile. "Mommy... Daddy..."

Anton kneels beside the bed, taking her hand. "Hey, princess. You’re so brave. The doctors are taking good care of you."

You sit by her side, holding her other hand, feeling a mixture of relief and lingering fear. "We love you so much, Yechan. You’re going to be okay."

As Yechan drifts back to sleep, you lean against Anton, your heart finally starting to unclench. The weight of the morning begins to lift, though the anxiety still lingers. You take a deep breath and glance at Anton, who looks equally exhausted but relieved.

"It's hard to believe we're here," you say softly, breaking the silence. "The first time one of our kids has been hospitalized... I never imagined it would be this overwhelming."

Anton nods, his eyes filled with worry. "I know. Seeing her like this... it's my worst nightmare. I feel so helpless."

You squeeze his hand reassuringly. "But she's strong, remember? And so are we. Everything will be okay."

Just as the room falls into a comforting silence, Anton's phone buzzes loudly, shattering the moment. He fishes it out of his pocket, glancing at the screen. His expression immediately hardens. "It's my manager," he mutters before answering the call. "Hey, what’s going on?"

You watch as his face shifts from concern to anger. "What do you mean, there are articles about us? The kids?" His voice is low but fierce, barely containing his rage. "Are you serious?"

You can hear the faint sound of his manager's voice, rapid and urgent, but not the words. Anton's grip on your hand tightens, his knuckles white. "Do whatever you have to do to take those pictures and articles down," he says through gritted teeth. "I don't care what it takes. Just get it done."

He ends the call, taking a moment to compose himself. His eyes are dark with fury as he looks at you. "Dispatch got pictures of us leaving the house," he explains, his voice tense. "They're already posting articles about our family, speculating about our kids."

Your own anger flares up at his words. "Are you kidding me?" you exclaim, shaking your head in disbelief. "We're dealing with a sick child, and they have nothing better to do than write stupid think pieces about our family?"

Anton nods, his jaw clenched tight. "I can't believe this. We do everything we can to shield our kids from the public. And now this."

You can feel the heat of your anger rising, your frustration boiling over. "It's infuriating," you say, your voice shaking. "We’re just trying to take care of Yechan, and these vultures are sitting behind their screens, writing about things they know nothing about."

"I know," Anton says, his voice filled with a mixture of rage and despair. "We’ve worked so hard to protect them. They don’t deserve this."

You nod, feeling a mix of anger and helplessness. "It's not fair," you say. "We shouldn't have to deal with this on top of everything else. Our children deserve to grow up without this kind of intrusion."

Anton sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair. "I just hate that they’re dragged into this. They didn’t ask for any of it."

You place a hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at you. "Anton, listen to me. This isn't your fault. You can't control your fame or your fans. What matters is that we’re here for our kids. They know they’re loved and protected, and that’s what counts."

He closes his eyes for a moment, leaning into your touch. "Thank you," he whispers. "For always being here, for always understanding."

His phone buzzes again, and he quickly checks the message. "The statement's been posted," he says. "They’re working on getting the pictures taken down."

You nod, still seething but feeling a bit of relief. "Good. It's all we can do right now."

Anton looks at you, his expression softening with guilt. "I'm sorry," he says quietly. "I feel like this is all my fault. If it weren't for my career, none of this would be happening."

You shake your head, pulling him into a tight hug. "It's not your fault, Anton. None of this is your fault. You didn’t post those pictures or write those stupid articles."

He hugs you back, his grip strong. "Thank you," he murmurs. "I just wish things were different."

Before you can respond, the door to Yechan's room opens, and the doctor walks in with a warm smile. "I have good news," he says. "Yechan is responding well to the treatment. She should be cleared to go home in a few hours."

Relief washes over you, and you feel Anton's body relax beside you. "Thank you, doctor," you say, your voice filled with gratitude.

She nods, giving Yechan a gentle pat on the head before leaving the room. You turn to Anton, a smile breaking through the exhaustion on your face. "She's going to be okay," you whisper.

Anton nods, his eyes shining with relief and love. "Yeah, she is," he agrees softly, pulling you close once more. "We’ll all be okay."

As you bask in the moment, the door opens again, and your parents walk in with Chanmi and Chanwoo in tow. Yechan stirs at the commotion, her eyes lighting up when she sees her siblings. "Chanmi! Chanwoo!" she exclaims, her voice still a bit weak but filled with joy.

"Yechan!" the two shout in unison, running to her bedside. "Can we sit with you?" Chanmi asks, her eyes wide with excitement.

Yechan nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, come up."

Anton gently lifts Chanmi and Chanwoo onto the bed, positioning them on either side of Yechan. Chanwoo grins and pushes out a small, brightly colored dino plushie he had been trying to hide behind his small back. "Grandpa bought one for all of us," he says, stumbling a bit over his words. "This one is yours, Yechan."

Yechan laughs, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, Grandpa!" She takes the plushie and hugs it close. "It looks like daddy!" she giggles, pointing to the plushie's wide grin and height.

Chanmi and Chanwoo burst into giggles, making comparisons between the plushie and Anton. "It does!" Chanmi agrees, clapping her hands.

Chanmi then takes off the headband she had been wearing, one that she had insisted her grandmother buy for her. "Daddy, wear this," she says, holding it out to Anton.

Anton raises an eyebrow but smiles, taking the headband and placing it on his head. "How do I look?" he asks, striking a silly pose.

"You look pretty, Daddy!" Chanmi declares, and the room fills with laughter. Anton reaches out and starts tickling the kids, their giggles echoing around the room. Yechan joins in the laughter, the sound soothing.

You watch the scene unfold, your heart swelling with love. Absentmindedly, you begin to stroke your tummy, hidden beneath your hoodie. The warmth of the moment is almost enough to make you forget the chaos outside this room.

Your mom notices and cuts in with a gentle smile. "Anton is really good with the kids," she comments.

You stop stroking your stomach, reminded that you haven’t shared the news of the new baby with your families yet. "He really is," you agree, your voice filled with affection.

You turn to your parents. "The doctor said Yechan is cleared to go home in a few hours. You don't need to stay."

Your mom nods, giving you a warm hug. "I'll go home and make some food to drop off for you later," she says.

"Thank you, Mom," you say, returning the hug. "That would be wonderful."

Your dad gives you a tight hug too, and then you turn to the kids. "Say goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa," you instruct.

The kids pout, not wanting them to leave, but they obediently give hugs and kisses. "Bye, Grandma! Bye, Grandpa!" they chorus.

Once your parents have left, Chanwoo looks up at Anton with wide hopeful eyes that resemble his father. "Daddy, can we have ice cream now? You promised."

Anton chuckles, remembering his promise from breakfast. "I did promise, didn't I?"

Yechan sits up a bit, her eyes bright. "I want ice cream too!"

You hesitate, not sure if it’s a good idea. "We have to ask the doctor first, Yechan."

Heading to the nurses' station, you explain the situation. The nurse smiles kindly. "As long as she feels up to it and eats slowly, a small treat should be fine."

You thank her and head back to the room.

"We can have ice cream, but you need to eat it slowly, okay?"

The kids cheer, and you and Anton share a relieved smile. Anton calls down to the hospital cafeteria, arranging for three cups of ice cream to be brought up. While waiting, you sit back, watching Anton entertain the kids with stories and jokes.

"Remember the time we went to the zoo?" Anton starts, his voice animated. "And the monkey stole Mommy's headband?"

The kids burst into laughter, the memory clearly a favorite. "And Daddy chased the monkey!" Chanmi adds, giggling.

“And Daddy fall!" Chanwoo finishes, eyes wide with excitement.

You laugh along with them, feeling the day's stress slowly melting away. The ice cream arrives, and you help distribute the cups, making sure Yechan takes her time.

"Thank you, Mommy," she says, her voice soft but happy.

Your heart swells with emotion, and you kiss her forehead. "I'm so glad you're feeling better, sweetheart."

After the kids finish their ice cream, you and Anton clean them up, wiping sticky faces and hands. Anton then pulls out his phone, dialing his parents on FaceTime. "Let's call Grandma and Grandpa so they can see you," he says, positioning the phone so the kids are in view.

As the call connects, Anton's parents appear on the screen, their faces lighting up when they see the children. "Hi, my babies!" Anton's mom exclaims. "We've been so worried about you!"

"Hi, Grandma! Hi, Grandpa!" the kids chorus, waving excitedly.

Anton and you step back a bit, letting the kids have their moment. You can see the relief in Anton's parents' eyes, even through the screen. They had been texting Anton for updates after reading the articles, and now seeing their grandchildren safe and happy brings them comfort.

While the kids chat with their grandparents, the doctor re-enters the room. "Mr. and Mrs. Lee, can I speak with you outside for a moment?"

Your heart skips a beat, and you glance at Anton. He gives you a reassuring nod, and the two of you follow the doctor into the hallway. The doctor turns to face you, her expression serious but calm.

"We ran some additional blood tests on Yechan," she begins. "The results indicate that she's highly anemic. This anemia is likely the reason it took her longer to recover compared to Chanmi."

You feel a pang of worry, but the doctor continues quickly. "The good news is that this can be managed with iron supplements. I'll be referring Yechan to a hematologist for a consultation, but for now, I've prescribed antibiotics and iron pills. She should start feeling better soon with these treatments."

Anton wraps his arm around your shoulders, offering support. "Thank you, doctor," he says. "We appreciate you letting us know."

"Do you have any questions?" the doctor asks.

"Is this something that will affect her long-term?" you ask, your voice tinged with concern.

"It's manageable," the doctor reassures you. "With the right diet and supplements, Yechan should do just fine. The hematologist will provide more detailed guidance."

You and Anton nod, absorbing the information. "Thank you," Anton says again. "We'll make sure she follows through with everything."

The doctor smiles. "The nurse will be by soon with the discharge papers. If you have any further questions, feel free to ask."

You both thank her again and head back into the room. The kids have finished their call and are now playing a game on Anton's phone. Yechan looks up as you enter. "Grandma said she's coming to visit soon!"

Anton isn't shocked; he knows how much his mother adores the kids. "I'm not surprised," he says, smiling. "She loves you all very much."

You and Anton exchange a look, silently agreeing to discuss Yechan's diagnosis more in-depth once you're home. You don't want to alarm the kids any more than necessary.

Soon, a nurse arrives with the discharge papers for you to sign. She also brings stickers and candy for the kids, who eagerly thank her and start trading stickers while munching on their treats.

As the kids are occupied, you and Anton finalize the paperwork. Anton then heads down to the pharmacy to pick up the prescribed medications while you dress Yechan. She giggles as you help her into her clothes, clearly feeling better.

When Anton returns, he scoops Yechan into his arms and holds Chanmi's hand. You carry Chanwoo, who seems content after the long day. Anton doesn't comment on the arrangement; he knows it's well-deserved after what you've all been through.

You make your way to the car, the sky beginning to darken with clouds. Once everyone is buckled into their car seats, Anton starts the car, and you begin the drive home. As you pull out of the parking lot, raindrops start to splatter against the windshield.

"Can we bake cookies and watch movies when we get home?" Chanmi asks from the back seat, her voice filled with hopeful excitement.

You smile and turn to look at her. "Of course, sweetie. That sounds like a perfect idea."

The drive home is peaceful despite the rain, the rhythmic sound of droplets creating a soothing backdrop. You glance over at Anton, whose expression is a mix of relief and exhaustion. He catches your eye and gives you a small, tired smile.

When you arrive home, Anton carries Yechan inside, careful not to jostle her too much. You follow with Chanwoo in your arms, and Chanmi holding your hand. The house feels warm and welcoming after the sterile environment of the hospital.

"We're home," you announce softly, setting Chanwoo down.

"Bath time!" Anton declares, giving the kids a gentle nudge toward the bathroom.

"Do we have to?" Chanmi groans, her face scrunched up in mock dismay.

"Yes, we have to," you say firmly, though with a smile. "We need to wash off all the hospital germs."

Chanwoo perks up, tugging on your sleeve. "Can I have bubbles, Mommy?"

"Of course, sweetie," you reply, pinching his cheeks.

You and Anton guide the kids to the bathroom, where you fill the tub with warm water and plenty of bubbles. The kids' initial reluctance dissolves into giggles as they splash around. Anton kneels by the tub, gently washing Yechan's hair, while you scrub Chanmi and Chanwoo, making sure they're squeaky clean.

"Look at all the bubbles!" Chanmi exclaims, blowing a handful of foam toward Chanwoo, who laughs and tries to catch them.

Yechan smiles, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "This is fun," she says softly, enjoying the attention from her dad.

Once the bath is done, you wrap the kids in fluffy towels and help them into their pajamas. Chanwoo grabs his favorite blanket, clutching it tightly as he heads to the living room. 

"Alright, who's ready to bake some cookies?" you ask, clapping your hands together.

"Me! Me!" Chanmi and Chanwoo shout in unison, their earlier tiredness forgotten.

Anton settles Yechan on the couch with a pile of pillows. "You get to pick the movies we watch, okay?" he tells her, handing her the remote.

Yechan nods eagerly, scrolling through the options. "I want something funny," she decides.

"Good choice," Anton says, smiling as he sits next to her.

In the kitchen, you start mixing the cookie dough, with Chanmi and Chanwoo eagerly helping. Chanmi measures out the flour with precision, while Chanwoo enthusiastically stirs the bowl, occasionally sending flour puffing into the air.

"Careful, Chanwoo," you say, laughing as you gently guide his hand. "We want the flour in the bowl, not on the floor."

"Oops, sorry Mommy," Chanwoo giggles, his cheeks dusted with flour.

"No worries, baby boy," you reply, kissing the top of his head.

As you work, you can't help but glance into the living room, where Anton is making Yechan laugh. He's found a silly cartoon, and the sound of their shared laughter fills the house, blending with the kids' chatter in the kitchen.

Once the dough is ready, you help the kids scoop it onto baking sheets. Chanmi is meticulous, ensuring each cookie is just the right size, while Chanwoo plops haphazard mounds onto the tray, his excitement evident.

"Perfect," you say, sliding the trays into the oven. "Now we wait for them to bake."

You clean up the kitchen with Chanmi and Chanwoo's help, their spirits high. "Can I lick the spoon?" Chanwoo asks, his eyes wide with hope.

"Sure," you say, handing him the spoon covered in leftover dough. He happily licks it clean, and Chanmi takes the spatula, scraping off the remaining batter.

As the cookies bake, you set up a cozy spot in the living room with blankets and pillows. The smell of baking cookies fills the house, bringing a sense of normalcy and comfort.

Once the cookies are ready, you bring out a tray, and everyone settles in to watch a movie. Anton sits next to you, his arm around your shoulders. The kids snuggle up with their cookies, their laughter filling the room as the movie plays.

You lean into Anton, feeling a deep sense of contentment. "This is perfect," you whisper, glancing at your kids. Chanmi and Chanwoo are cuddled up next to Yechan, all of them engrossed in the movie.

Anton squeezes your hand. "It really is," he agrees, his voice full of love.

As the movie progresses, you can't help but think about the doctor's news earlier. You glance at Yechan, who is giggling at a particularly funny part of the movie, and your heart aches with both love and worry. You'll have to monitor her anemia closely, but knowing that you have a plan in place brings some comfort.

Your thoughts drift to the baby on the way. You place a gentle hand on your stomach, feeling a flutter of excitement mixed with anxiety. There's so much to prepare for, but moments like this make it all worth it.

The movie eventually ends, and you start to usher the kids to bed. "Time for sleep, my loves," you say, guiding them to their rooms.

"But I want to stay up," Chanwoo protests, yawning despite his words.

"How about we read a story in bed?" you suggest, knowing it will help calm them down.

"Okay," Chanwoo agrees, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.

"Alright, let's get you brushed up and ready for bed, Chanwoo," you say, leading him to the bathroom while Anton helps the twins.

"Can we brush our teeth together?" Chanmi asks, looking up at Anton.

"Sure thing, sweetheart," Anton replies, smiling as he guides the twins to their bedroom.

You head to Chanwoo’s bathroom and carefully brush his teeth, making sure each little tooth is clean. Anton comes in soon after. "All done, buddy," you say, wiping his mouth. "Ready for your story?"

"Yes, Mommy!" Chanwoo says, his eyes lighting up.

You and Anton tuck Chanwoo into bed, and grab his favorite storybook. Anton sits on one side of the bed, and you sit on the other, each of you taking turns reading. Chanwoo listens intently, his eyes drooping as the story progresses. When you reach the end, he’s already fast asleep, his small chest rising and falling steadily.

"Sweet dreams, baby," Anton whispers, giving him a soft kiss on the forehead.

You both quietly exit Chanwoo's room and head to the bathroom where the twins are finishing brushing their teeth. "Ready for your story, girls?" you ask, and they nod eagerly, excitement still in their eyes despite their obvious fatigue.

You lead them to their room, tucking them in snugly. Anton picks out a story, and you both sit beside them, taking turns reading again. Yechan and Chanmi listen with wide eyes, occasionally giggling at the funny parts. By the time the story is over, they're barely keeping their eyes open.

"Goodnight, my sweet girls," you whisper, kissing their foreheads.

"Goodnight, Mommy. Goodnight, Daddy," they murmur sleepily.

You and Anton quietly leave their room, closing the door softly behind you. 

"Finally," Anton says with a sigh of relief, wrapping his arms around you. "That was a long day."

"It really was," you agree, leaning into him.

Anton nods, his eyes reflecting the same mixture of exhaustion and contentment that you feel. "Let's get some rest," he suggests, guiding you to your room.

As you lie in bed, you can't help but think about the doctor's news earlier. You glance at the ceiling, your mind racing with thoughts.

"Hey," Anton says softly, sensing your worry. "Everything will fall into place."

You turn to him, finding comfort in his steady gaze. "I know. It's just... a lot to take in."

He nods, understanding. "One step at a time, right?"

"Right," you agree, feeling a bit more at ease.

As you drift off to sleep, you feel grateful for Anton's support and the love that the two of you have crafted over the years. The sound of the rain pattering softly against the windows lulls you into a deep, restful sleep, your heart full of love.

[chiiyuuvv]

this is so random but could you do xikers reaction when you suddenly bite them💀

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• PAIRING — xikers x fem!reader

• GENRE — my attempt at humor, light cursing

• WORD COUNT — 443

• AUTHOR'S NOTE — girlie disappears for like half a week then comes back talking about biting,, okay 💀 dont forget about the valentine's event yall!!

• TAGLIST — @lil-elle , @hyunukitty , @cake1box , @mars101 , @nenede , @soul-is-a-strange-kid , @the-lemon-boy , @yuniniverse , @hunchan444 , @s00buwu , @cherrycolaberry

MASTERLIST! – JOIN THE TAGLIST!

MINJAE ☆

You know that line that sumin raps in koong? It goes like "korean korean you gonna get confused" well erm, trust me, boy is definitely confused. Standing there frozen like "why did the love of my life just bite me?? ...did i do something wrong?" ♡

JUNMIN ☆

He'd deadass sick his dog (forgot its name 😭) on you. Just like "oh, you wanna bite?? I got someone who can bite >:3" but it backfires because his dog likes you.. and would much rather bite junmin instead ♡

SUMIN ☆

He squints his eyes, studying you closely as he ponders to himself, "did she just bite me??" Theres a good 10 seconds of nothing, silence nor movement, until he randomly gets up and starts biting you ♡

JINSIK ☆

"Damnn is it good??" Sends you a little glance while he rubs his finger. Will not stop teasing you for the rest of the day, making sure you get ALL of your meals so you dont randomly bite him again ♡

HYUNWOO ☆

Bro's been through too much today (aka the maknae line was teasing him per usual) and what hes NOT about to do, is let someone bite him. He knows he tastes good so umm.. youre gonna have to pay. Chases you around the house with a plastic spoon ♡

JUNGHOON ☆

Doesnt even react to it, just throws you a sideeye and moves on about his day. But it is until its the late of the day, the sun is down and hes laying comfortably on your lap watching tv, when he finally gets his revenge. Gives you a big 'ol bite on the leg and then flashes you a smile ♡

SEEUN ☆

"This isnt cat and dog but txt, yn" doesnt even give you the reaction you wanted, his chin rested on his fist as he scrolls through his phone on the couch, not even batting you an eye. But he sure does when you throw a pillow at him ♡

YUJUN ☆

His jaw is dropped and hes marching to the door. What is he gonna do?? Hes gonna tell seeun hyung on you. Yeah, i said it. And when seeun comes, hes gonna scold you. Hey, his words not mine 🤷‍♀️ ♡

HUNTER ☆

He was doing something, laundry, for example whe  you randomly bite him. Turns his head in a super slow motion and then you can finally see his face, he was the worlds more confused expression. Honestly reminds me of an episode of the amazing world of gumball ♡

YECHAN ☆

Justs bursts out laughing like "yn, wth are you doing??" While covering his bitten cheek. When you reveal that his face is so squishy and therefore yummy, he can only blush ♡

[oracle-of-dream]

Fanfic Masterlist

Started: 08/17/2023

Updated: 09/05/2024

Total Works: 47

Accepting Commissions: Click here!

WIPs?

Series

Photo Finisher Yechan - 82Major Jeno - NCT Dream Woong - AB6IX Mingyu - SVT

Appreciation Posts Jeno, Jaemin, Soobin, Wonbin, Riwoo, Shinyu, Matthew, Juyeon, Sunwoo, Riize

TXT

Imagines

Yandere TXT

Smut

Soobin The Palm of His Hand Your Admirer

H. Kai Dumb Bunny

Yeonjun Boy Toy Getting Close

Taehyun We're Even

Series

Just A Dare

Enhpyen

Imagines

Jay Something Special

Jake A Bedtime Message Dinner Date

Jungwon Jungwon's Birthday Gift

Smut

Heeseung Working Hard

Jake DSL Him or Me

Sunghoon Frame by Frame, 2 Cocky Guys

Jay Favorite Seat Slow Day CEO's Bodyguard

Series

Enhypen Under Pressure A Desperate Drink

Jay Welcome to the Dollhouse

TBZ (The Boyz)

Imagines

Sunwoo The Cuite At The Carwash

Smut

Eric Regular Maintenance

Series

NCT

Imagines

Jisung Sick Day

Smut

Jisung Snapshot

Jeno The Boy Next Door The Boy Next Door pt2 Photo Finisher

Series

Riize

Imagines

Anton Love 119 Sungchan Unexpected

Smut

Wonbin Hotel Hookup Sungchan Mr. Trainer

Series

OT7 Sweetness, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

BND (BoyNextDoor)

Imagines

Leehan Under the Nite Lights

Smut

Leehan Home Sick

Taesan Just Talking

Series

Leehan Nothing but Bad News

SKZ (Stray Kids)

Imagines

Smut

Lee Know A Dark Opportunity

Series

ZB1 (Zerobaseone)

Imagines

Smut

Taerae Submissive and huh?

Jiwoong Bad Habit

Series

WayV

Imagines

Smut

Winwin Dinner with Friends

Series

Xiaojun Never Really Alone, 2

SVT (Seventeen)

Imagines

Smut

Wonwoo Stress Relief

Mingyu Photo Finisher

Series

MISC Idols

Myungho - 8Turn Stuck

[slytherinshua]

hot! - lucy 240620

ft. wonsang’s cute expressions and dancing, and yechan’s sick violin solo @completely-zoned-out

[atiny-for-life]

Xikers Full Storyline Explained - BONUS 3: Namoo & the 'Bittersweet' Preview

Masterlist

HOUSE OF TRICKY : WATCH OUT

Prior to the release of Witch, an animated short titled 'Watch Out' was released which had the energy of a 1950's PSA from the US and gave us a huge amount of information regarding the type of world Xikers are living in:

In it, a voice asks if you're lost in life due to all these choices life has to offer because, boy howdy, does she have the perfect solution for you!

Namoo is a company which has figured out how to rid your life of all these pesky choices by scanning your DNA and determining which career path is best suited for you based on your skill set

That is right, their AI "Good Brother" is trained to scan your DNA to find the Coordinates (genes) which will lay out the Road to your perfect life

Simply follow the path chosen by your Coordinates and you'll lead the perfect life without worries or wandering

Now it's your turn! Check your Coordinates through the Coordinate Ball! A perfect life aligned with your Coordinates awaits you!

'Bittersweet' Preview

Following the release of the PSA, another video was released in line with its premise which shows us exactly how Xikers feel about Namoo and what they've done to the people of their world:

We open on the Namoo headquarters which we've already seen animated in the PSA and zoom in through one of the highest floors to see what's going on inside

Inside it's giving Doom 3 Delta Labs - metal walls, metal floor, metal doors, weak overheard neon lights

Once we exit through the door at the back, we get to the main section where the Coordinate Balls are manufactured and getting prepared for transport to their receivers

We focus on one Ball specifically with the label "Athletic Road" which follows another labeled "Artistic Road" before one carrying the words "Medical Road" heads toward us

The last one seems to have been meant for Minjae whom we now get to see surrounded by his members in a factory warehouse

He seems to know the Coordinate Ball is about to appear to him (perhaps there's a certain feeling to it) and raises his hand, leading everyone to look at him with great indifference

It's obvious already: they don't care for this system at all

Using his powers, given to him by TRICKY, he melts the Ball before it could even fully form, clearly not one to even give a passing thought to whatever life this company wants him to lead

Following this opening, the song begins to play and we get to see flashes of everyone's faces before they begin their performance (it's such a sick af song, by the way, lowkey my favorite on the album - I love the Halloween-y vibes)

From here, we keep getting glimpses of the members in scary situations where they're clearly being threatened or scared by their environment which falls in line with the type of content they released prior to the album's release (think TRICKY HOUSE episode 49 and 50)

Throughout these sequences, we also get to see Sumin as he's being chased what might be a government drone of some kind, given how it's filming and scanning him before it begins chasing him

They truly are following in their older brothers' footsteps by rebelling against an oppressive government - I love a message of rebellion in these shitty times of corporate greed and exploitation - it's time to unionize and vote, my friends

There's also a really cool moment in the choreo where we get to see Yechan activate his powers momentarily which are giving Tokyo Ghoul as spikes shoot from his back before they crumble and fall off

Following Yechan's rap verse, we switch to the melodic "You should better run, you should better run..." as we see news footage of birds flying overhead, followed by a crumbling building which may be indicative of the state their world is in - it's in disrepair, it's collapsing

Ending this section is Hyunwoo who's leaning onto Jinsik's shoulder in the red-lit freaky space Yechan was trapped in earlier where hands are pushing against the walls

This is showing us the past

Jinsik was following his laid out Road set for him by the Coordinate Ball which left him a mindless drone and Hyunwoo then pulled him out of it by telling him there is more to life (though what the lyrics say is "Oh, you might get trapped by playful whispers")

Interestingly, it's later the opposite in WITCH with Jinsik being the one to whisper to Hyunwoo, telling him "Guess what is coming?"

After this moment, we immediately see Jinsik gain an "X" in his eye before we cut to him smiling amidst the others, clearly having just joined their rebellion

We also get to see Hunter's powers which seem to be conjuring up smoke - very useful for their mission, I'd say, given how they'll have to operate undercover

Of course, we also get to see exactly what their current mission is:

First, Yujun steps forward so we can get a good look at their surroundings; they're standing surrounded by a bunch of Coordinate Balls, or rather large orbs made of the material which these Balls are made of

Once Yujun returns to their formation, Minjae steps up and makes use of the powers we've already seen him utilize earlier by annihilating all these orbs so they can't be used to oppress further people

We also get to see a flashback to the first orb Minjae ever broke: his own, while he was still trapped in a cage which makes me wonder if they were all trapped in separate facilities across the country

Because, as we saw in Rockstar, they were chosen by TRICKY from multiple locations, and presumably exactly because of actions like this: they were rebelling against the status quo and ready to cause chaos which TRICKY loves more than anything

So TRICKY picked them, brought them together, gave them powers to rebel and stir up trouble for their oppressors and, by doing all that, created one big real-life game for itself

My best guess is that they were all brought together during the Maze of Choice, the YouTube game released as part of the album's promotion; they were chosen by TRICKY, transported to the maze and had to find their way to its end

There, all the members met for the first time and were given their powers through the Dokkaebi which are controlled by TRICKY which we saw in Rockstar

We end the video after a sprint toward a set of doors which open at with a rattle and squeak at the very end, likely leading us to the next stage of TRICKY's game: back to the Maze it is

[twinklingstar1ights]

Xikers Masterlist

Minjae

Confession Song -Minjae puts his feelings for you into a song.

Caring For You -How Minjae and Sumin take care of you when you’re sick.

Jumin

~coming soon

Sumin

Caring For You -How Minjae and Sumin take care of you when you’re sick.

Jinsik

Chapstick - Jinsik wants to know what your chapstick tastes like.

Hyunwoo

Project Partners - You never talked to Hyunwoo before getting assigned to do a project with him.

Junghoon

~coming soon

Seeun

~coming soon

Yujun

~coming soon

Hunter

Love In Translation - Hunter likes you, so he keeps telling you, in thai.

Yechan

Adore You -A normal hang out with Yechan turned into a love confession.

[roadyblr]

but what if the mascot is now a bias? 🥲

dw i got sick too last night and today it rained

also also alsoooooo when i see yechan smiling, i don't recognize him. mostly bc in all the pics i've seen him,i don't see his smile so i always wonder "who is that?" 😂 i'm being whisked away by smiles

Minjae’s betrayal senses be tingling

*dangles a smiling yechan in front of you* come to the dark, become yerangdoongie look at him-

[myfaveisfuckable]

1. big beefy boy with a big beefy heart and not a lot going on upstairs beyond farming and loving his boyfriend

⬆️ tv version ⬇️ webtoon version

2. buzzcut? Impeccable, tatoos??? Im fawning, Earrings? Give me more, her pecks from working hard on the field, THE SICK ASS METAL PROSTETIC??

[rizzkisworld]

I'm gagging! Tiktok is SICK for showing me back to back clips of Hunter, Yechan, and Jinsik

[pinievsev]

1. HUNTER:

- LOUD

Synopsis: First Date

- Small Moments Like These

Synopsis: Reader is sick but hunter always comes first

- Number Neighbour

Synopsis: You decided to text your number neighbour to cure your boredom, leading to a new friendship and maybe more!

- Midnight Wishes And Arcade Games

Synopsis: fluffy birthday fic!

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2. JUNMIN:

- RUFFLE

Synopsis: Just me feeding into my obsession with Junmin's hair

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3. YECHAN

Coming soon...

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4. MINJAE

- Perfect Match

Synopsis: Reader is stressing and accidentally takes it out on minjae

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5. SEEUN

Coming soon...

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6. HYUNWOO

Coming soon...

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7. JUNGHOON

- Window

Synopsis: Reader and Junghoon are childhood friends who reunite later in life

- Don't want much...

Synopsis: fluffy birthday fic!

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8. JINSIK

- Mario Kart

Synopsis: Jinsik begged you to play Mario Kart with him but you kept losing so he let you win on purpose once.. or twice or more.

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9. YUJUN

Coming soon...

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10. SUMIN

- Practice

Synopsis: Comfort for overworking<3

- I've Got You

Synopsis: comfort for depression (?) and overwhelming<3

[bisexualboysbroadcast]

i just know yechan’s fated career is housewife😩he is SO housewife coded and for what? to murder us* with his caring nature and soft smiles and lovely food offerings? i’m sick.

*us=sunyool and me

[sneezyminniejo]

Venom-mal members

Solar System entertainment has a pre-debut girl group. Although, they're set to debut in January. The name is Venom-mal and each member represents a different venomous animal.

Bang Jihye

English name: Athena Bang

December 16, 1999

INFP

Rapper, Fake Maknae

Merlin’s sister. She moved to Korea basically as soon as her senior year of high school ended and lived with Merlin for two years.

Initially debuted as a soloist, but realized she didn’t like it that much. She asked the company if she could debut in a group and they said yes. She initially wanted her stage name to be her English name Athena, but she didn’t like how it sounded in Korean, so she decided to go with her Korean name.

Jihye doesn’t get sick too often, but when she does, she becomes extremely emotional. She’s already fairly emotional (She cries at the song Silent Night), but it’s even worse when she’s sick. Doesn’t matter if it’s a cold, a stomach bug, or flu, not feeling well ramps up her emotions to a twenty. She’s very into skinship and will basically be hanging off whichever dongsaeng will tolerate it.

Her sneezes are tiny but powerful. She’s always bent at the waist when she sneezes and if she’s standing up, she’s sometimes propelled forward. She has a mild pollen allergy.

She never fully got the hang of honorifics and calls all the members unnie, except for Joey (American customs of not having honorifics won out on that one)

Even though she’s two and a half years younger than Merlin, she’s the spitting image of him. If she were to cut her hair to the length of Merlin’s, they would essentially look like identical twins.

Representative animal: Slow Loris

Joey Jung (JJ)

Korean name: Jung Jimin

February 29, 2000

ESTP

Main Dancer, visual, fake maknae number 2

Joey is from America. Their legal name is Joanne, but prefer to go by Joey or JJ. They just recently moved to Korea, but spoke Korean at home, so they’re proficient conversationally, but still working on learning korean. They like to make jokes about only being five and a half years old, but that’s just because they’re a leap year baby.

Joey is an extremely stubborn sickie. They are very independent and even if they’re too dizzy to stand, they’ll insist they’re fine to go to work or that they don’t need anyone to stay behind to help them.

Joey also has fairly tiny sneezes. At one point they trained themself to say pikachu when they sneeze. So they come out as “Pika-tiew” They don’t have any allergies, but they are a photic sneezer, so they sneeze at least once per day

Face claim: Yechan from Pink Fantasy

Representative animal: The Northern Shrew

Kim Haneul

August 27, 2002

ISFJ

Leader, Main vocalist

Haneul takes being the leader of the group very seriously. Unfortunately, this sometimes translates into overworking herself. There have been a few times where the others have found her sleeping at the dining room table. Haneul doesn’t get sick very often, but when she does, it hits hard. She always winds up with a fever, even if it’s a minor cold. Her sneezes are relatively loud in volume, she’s also terrible at covering and at most turns her head away. She doesn’t have any allergies that she’s aware of, but she does have a fairly sensitive nose. This occasionally causes problems when she’s getting her makeup done.

Face claim: Iree from Rolling Quartz

Representative animal: Platypus

Cho Daeun

October 31, 2004

ENFJ

Lead vocalist

Daeun is a very sneezy person. She’s allergic to pollen, animal fur, and dust. She’s also sensitive to strong scents. She carries at least 3 travel packs of tissues on her at all times. Daeun gets sick a decent amount, but she frequently confuses being sick with allergies. As such she’s going to assume it’s allergies unless she’s got a fever or it’s the middle of winter. She is the least prone to catching a stomach bug and the most willing to try random food combinations no matter how gross they sound.

Face claim: Jiae from Lovelyz

Representative Animal: Gila Monster

Oh Nari

July 22, 2005

INTP

Lead dancer, actual maknae

Nari almost never gets sick in that she almost never catches anything. However she has a very sensitive stomach. She can’t do spicy food, nor can she do mukbangs. She’s slightly sensitive to dust, but otherwise never sneezes. If she does manage to catch a cold, chances are high it’s a chest cold.

Face Claim: Twice Nayeon

Representative animal: Fire Salamander

[chiiyuuvv]

▪︎I M A G I N E S 🍡

(d for drabble, f for full length)

MINJAE ♡

Car ride (f)

Astraphobia (d)

Soft thoughts (d)

Ramen (d, slightly longer)

Minjae soft hour

Photo booth

JUNMIN ♡

Sick (d)

Jealousy (f)

SUMIN ♡

The street rapper (f)

Get up (d)

Fever (d)

Sugar rush rush sugar rush rush ahh (d)

Massage (f)

JINSIK ♡

Music Dat- Park (f)

HYUNWOO ♡

Movie (f)

Lunging in love (d)

Bf!hyunwoo thoughts (d)

JUNGHOON ♡

"..I'll just have to kiss you." (d)

Concert confession (d)

Bf!junghoon thought (d)

Cinema (d)

SEEUN ♡

Pranks (f)

Wake (d)

Convenient store (f)

YUJUN ♡

YUJUN BIRTHDAY IMAGINE (f)

YUJUN SPEICAL BIRTHDAY DRABBLE (f)

Academic rival (f)

No need to hide (d? Lightly longer)

Soft thoughts (d)

HUNTER ♡

Picnic (f)

Shooting star (d)

Period (d)

Kissable (d)

HUNTER BIRTHDAY IMAGINE (f)

HUNTER SPECIAL BIRTHDAY DRABBLE (d)

Suggestive hunter thought (d)

Hunter thought (d)

Christmas hunter (d)

Hunter

YECHAN ♡

Sleepover (f)

Cut (mentions of blood) (d)

Realization (f)

☆ H E A D C A N O N S 💫

°• BASED OFF OF.. 🍬

(All imagines are drabbles)

《 WHEN THEY LIKE YOU 》

seeun

seeun pt. 2

《 XIKERS LATE HOURS 》

minjae

jinsik

hunter

seeun

yujun

《 HANGING OUT WITH XIKERS 》

junghoon

jinsik

《 WHEN YOU'RE ON YOU'RE PERIOD 》

sumin

jinsik

seeun

junghoon

hyunwoo

《 HOW XIKERS WOULD COMFORT YOU 》

hyunwoo

jinsik

《 XIKERS FIRST KISS 》

jinsik

《 "IMAGINE IF WE'RE DATING" 》

junghoon

hunter

Wanna request something?

Just shoot me an ask! All I need is the member, plot/idea, and a song of your choosing (optional). Your request will be in line, and should be released a few days later. (depends on how long the line is)

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Requests are currently open.

Your request should (if meeting the guidelines) be in place! Please be patient when waiting and thank you for supporting me <3

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[pips-fics]

Hi! I read all of your lucy fic and all of them are amazing!! There's not much Sangyeop fic tho, i've been looking for it for a while, i'm glad i found yours!💕

But, I still need Sangyeop sickfic🥲 I know you're not taking any request currently. But, if you feel like you want to write something, please write about hospitalized Sangyeop getting typhoid or appendix, no pressure tho if you're not writing about that, just any sangyeop sickfic, with yechan or any members as caretaker with so much fluff and snuggling. I just couldn't resist strong Sangyeop became so needy and clingy hahaha

Anyway, please keep writing and also take your time! Fighting!

Thank you for the kind and patient message anon! I'm very glad you've been enjoying my lucy fics 🥰

First and foremost, I have to ask: have you read In the Dim Light by @sickiecloud ? I'm guessing you have but on the off chance that you haven't, it's a must. Definitely one of the best sick!Yeop fics out there!!

Regarding your ask: I'm not going to put this on my list because 1) I'm overwhelmed with requests as it is, 2) hospitals freak me out a bit so this would be a high-stress one for me, and 3) I have an awful habit of filling asks out of order, so I'll need to fill the old ones before accepting any more. But do stick around, as I definitely want to write more Yeop fics when I have time/energy! I have a couple of old requests for it, plus I have a couple ideas of my own that I'd like to write. And honestly, send an ask again once my inbox is open! I love writing Yeop but in the past, he's been requested much less than the other members :( Somehow I feel like he's gained a lot of fans recently though, so hopefully that will change!!

[eximalz]

50 PERSONAL KPOP QUESTIONS

stole it from @instantnochu 🤍

The first song that got you into kpop?

- call me baby by EXO.

The first band you starting staning in kpop?

- EXO

Your first bias?

- first Sehun, then I chanced to Chanyeol

Your first bias wrecker?

- Xiumin

Your favorite boy group?

- B.A.P, HOTSHOT, Omega X and TAN.

Your favorite girl group?

- Le Sserafim

Your ultimate bias?

- Moon Jongup 🖤

The main fandom your apart of?

- Babyz!!

Your ultimate band?

- N.flying

Your favorite era of your ultimate band?

- Hot Potato

Your opinion, black haired idols or dyed hair?

- Yes, both please

Aegyo master girls?

- Hyuna😍

Aegyo master boys?

- Jooheon

Your favorite maknae

- Zelo, Jiseong, Yechan and Hojung ofc ;;

Your ‘child’ group?

- I don’y think I have one

The group you could see yourself becoming best friends with?

- HAHAHA, BTOB!!!

Your favorite kpop song boys?

- I am mostly an upbeat-fan, but my faves are still the songs: don’t leave by Block B, Sick by A.C.E, Day6’s I need somebody

Your favorite kpop song girls?

- LUNA, with Madonna

Are you more into girl groups or boy groups?

- Boys, I’m afraid 😂

Favorite kpop girl dance?

- HYO- punk right now

Favorite kpop boy dance?

- Skydive by B.A.P

If you were stuck in a horror movie you’d want which group with you?

- Btob maybe, they would have maketh that movie more hillarious than scary

Favorite fandom glow stick?

- I need to stick with my babyz here, the green bunny is a HIT!!!

Favorite fandom name?

- the fandom of Pentagon have such a wonderful name: Universe

Visual king?

- My visual king is Leedo, god that man!!

Visual queen?

- it’s so many visuals queens, but the first thing that comes to mind is Yeji

Dance queen?

- Hwasa

Dance king?

- Jongup and Junghoon

Rap king?

- Zuho and Namjoon

Rap queen?

- Jessi and Youngji

A group you’d really like to get into?

- VAV maybe?

Your favorite ship?

- I am so bad at these, rooting for everyone that likes it

Your favorite intergroup friendship?

- when B.A.P still was a group, with Btob<3

Ballads or upbeat songs?

- upbeat!!!

Have you ever met any of your idols?

- Nope, only MONSTA X and Momoland

Do you prefer cute themes or sexy themes?

- Sexy themes for the win

How long have you been a kpop fan?

- Since october 2015

Your favorite comeback song?

- Btob with outsider

Do you have any kpop company you tend to prefer?

- the kind ones

Barefaced idols or make up?

- both is beautiful

Is you bias list as out of control as mine?

- YOU BET 😰😰😰😰😰😰

How many groups do you actually keep tabs on?

- 4 groups, but only one of them is still going…(rip me)

Your current favorite kpop song?

- The Wild Idol - Last Chance

First kpop dance you’ve attempted to learn?

- Call me baby by EXO (big mistanke to begin with, that was hard)

When I hear kpop songs in public I....?

- sing with it

If I knew someone irl who had the same bias as me I would...?

- try to vibe more with them through kpop, maybe new friends?

Kpop idol I would most like to meet?

- Yongguk

Kpop idol who is like a role model to me?

- I have four: Yongguk, RM, Ravn and Zuho

Favorite kpop lyrics?

- only kidding: (omega x - luv em)

If I had a whole day with my bias I would....”

- talking about music all day while doing fun stuff I know they like.