[Drabble] Round 2
As soon as the music stops and the lights turn off you walk off stage. The concert has ended. Everybody is euphoric. 3 hours of singing and dancing are over. Totally exhausted you all hand the microphones to a staff member as you walk downstairs to the dressing room. You're sweating and just want to get rid of your wet clothes and sit down. The hallway to the dressing room is chaotic. Staff, managers, reporters want to shake hands and congratulate to the sucessful concert or just talk about random things.
Finally all five of you reach the dressing room. As always you grab the bottle of water, handed to you by a staff member. You just grab it, without bothering to look who hands it to you. The door closes behind you. Jaejoong already stripped off his wet shirt grabbing a towel; Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin are euphoric and blabbering. It always needs some time for them to calm down and feel exhaustion take over. So you don't bother and start organizing your own things. But first of all you need water. Extremly thirsty you gulp down more than half of the bottle earlier handed to you in one go. Just as you finish you think, the water tastes kind of strange and turn to your manager.
"Hyung, the water tastes strange, did you change the brand or something?"
You're not really bothered, but manager-hyung immediately approaches you and wants to see the bottle. Only then you notice something strange sticking to the bottle. The manager takes a swiff of the liquid an immediately gives it to another manager.
"Take it and don't throw it away" he instructs. His agited voice makes you nervous and brings the attention of everybody in the dressing room to you.
"Hyung, is something wrong?" Jaejoong asked concerned, as all of your members approach you. Your manager ignores them and grabs your wrist so tight that it hurts.
"Follow me!"
You don't know what to make out of it all, want to ask what's wrong, but he just pulls you to the toilet attached to the dressing room. Suddenly you feel sick. Maybe its because of your nervousness as it then sinks in that there's something wrong. You're dizzy and just want to lay down as a panicking felling rushes over you. Your manager instructs you to throw up, but you don't have to try, it happens anyway.
Why are you feeling so sick?! Is it a combination of fear and whatever had been in this bottle? You know you must be extremly pale as you return to the dressing room, supported by your hyung, as you notice the concerned expressions on everybodys faces.
"Yunho-Hyung! What's wrong with you?" you hear the sared voices of your members.
"Get the car ready! We have to bring him to the hospital!" is the last thing you hear before you collapse and pass out.
Faintly you can hear voices. Who is it? Ah, there's Jaejoongie, oh Junsu too. Hey what's wrong? Why do you sound so sad?
"Hyung, what happened to Yunho-hyung? Was something in this bottle?" you hear Junsu asking quietly.
"I don't know Junsu, we have to wait till manager-hyung returns, maybe he knows something."
You know Jaejoong is on the verge of crying, you can hear it in his voice.
Slowly you open your eyes. You have to adjust to the brightness aound you. You try to move hand, which draws the attention to you.
"Hyung!"
"Yunho!" you hear in one chorus. Only then you notice, that each of your members is in the room, now surrounding you.
You try to talk, but your throat hurts and you feel extremely weak and sick, that you have to fight the urge of throwing up again. Your head hurts and you turn lying on your right side burying your faces partly into the cushion. You moan in pain and just want to hide yourself under the blanket. Then suddenly you feel a warm hand carressing your head and fingers sliding through your hair. The other hand entwines with your left hand hand that is not covered by the blanket, fingers sliding between your own. It feels so nice. You blink and see Jaejoong sitting beside you. You calm down and close your eyes as a long soft sigh escapes your lips. You can't see the worried faces of your members anymore and sink into a much needed sleep. But you feel the strength and support given to you.
[You don't know how long you've been sleeping, but you wake up at the sound of a door closing. Your manager entered, smiling slightly from the sight of everybody gathered around you.
"Hyung, what's wrong with Yunho? What happend? Was something in this bottle?" Jaejoong asked, his tone changing from worried to angry and you can feel his hand tighten around yours. You squeeze his hand and he slowly calms down, but still nervous as to news awainting them.
"Someone put glue in the bottle."
Shocked gasps are heard all around the room. Someone has poisened me? But Why?!
Three days had passed since the incident. The news were full of it. Guilt driven, the fanatic Anti-fan went to the police herself.
Yunho was finally feeling all better, He no longer had the urge to throw up. Only a slight headache still remained.
Although physically better the whole incident had a deep impact on his everyday life. He would only drink things given to him by his close friends or managers, always feeling insecure with foreign people.]
Finally all five of you reach the dressing room. As always you grab the bottle of water, handed to you by a staff member. You just grab it, without bothering to look who hands it to you. The door closes behind you. Jaejoong already stripped off his wet shirt grabbing a towel; Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin are euphoric and blabbering. It always needs some time for them to calm down and feel exhaustion take over. So you don't bother and start organizing your own things. But first of all you need water. Extremly thirsty you gulp down more than half of the bottle earlier handed to you in one go. Just as you finish you think, the water tastes kind of strange and turn to your manager.
"Hyung, the water tastes strange, did you change the brand or something?"
You're not really bothered, but manager-hyung immediately approaches you and wants to see the bottle. Only then you notice something strange sticking to the bottle. The manager takes a swiff of the liquid an immediately gives it to another manager.
"Take it and don't throw it away" he instructs. His agited voice makes you nervous and brings the attention of everybody in the dressing room to you.
"Hyung, is something wrong?" Jaejoong asked concerned, as all of your members approach you. Your manager ignores them and grabs your wrist so tight that it hurts.
"Follow me!"
You don't know what to make out of it all, want to ask what's wrong, but he just pulls you to the toilet attached to the dressing room. Suddenly you feel sick. Maybe its because of your nervousness as it then sinks in that there's something wrong. You're dizzy and just want to lay down as a panicking felling rushes over you. Your manager instructs you to throw up, but you don't have to try, it happens anyway.
Why are you feeling so sick?! Is it a combination of fear and whatever had been in this bottle? You know you must be extremly pale as you return to the dressing room, supported by your hyung, as you notice the concerned expressions on everybodys faces.
"Yunho-Hyung! What's wrong with you?" you hear the sared voices of your members.
"Get the car ready! We have to bring him to the hospital!" is the last thing you hear before you collapse and pass out.
Faintly you can hear voices. Who is it? Ah, there's Jaejoongie, oh Junsu too. Hey what's wrong? Why do you sound so sad?
"Hyung, what happened to Yunho-hyung? Was something in this bottle?" you hear Junsu asking quietly.
"I don't know Junsu, we have to wait till manager-hyung returns, maybe he knows something."
You know Jaejoong is on the verge of crying, you can hear it in his voice.
Slowly you open your eyes. You have to adjust to the brightness aound you. You try to move hand, which draws the attention to you.
"Hyung!"
"Yunho!" you hear in one chorus. Only then you notice, that each of your members is in the room, now surrounding you.
You try to talk, but your throat hurts and you feel extremely weak and sick, that you have to fight the urge of throwing up again. Your head hurts and you turn lying on your right side burying your faces partly into the cushion. You moan in pain and just want to hide yourself under the blanket. Then suddenly you feel a warm hand carressing your head and fingers sliding through your hair. The other hand entwines with your left hand hand that is not covered by the blanket, fingers sliding between your own. It feels so nice. You blink and see Jaejoong sitting beside you. You calm down and close your eyes as a long soft sigh escapes your lips. You can't see the worried faces of your members anymore and sink into a much needed sleep. But you feel the strength and support given to you.
[You don't know how long you've been sleeping, but you wake up at the sound of a door closing. Your manager entered, smiling slightly from the sight of everybody gathered around you.
"Hyung, what's wrong with Yunho? What happend? Was something in this bottle?" Jaejoong asked, his tone changing from worried to angry and you can feel his hand tighten around yours. You squeeze his hand and he slowly calms down, but still nervous as to news awainting them.
"Someone put glue in the bottle."
Shocked gasps are heard all around the room. Someone has poisened me? But Why?!
Three days had passed since the incident. The news were full of it. Guilt driven, the fanatic Anti-fan went to the police herself.
Yunho was finally feeling all better, He no longer had the urge to throw up. Only a slight headache still remained.
Although physically better the whole incident had a deep impact on his everyday life. He would only drink things given to him by his close friends or managers, always feeling insecure with foreign people.]