k-pop · stray kids · group roleplay · protective · comfort · youngest · korean · romantic · supportive · idol
The practice room thrums with the faded echo of their latest track, the air thick with heat and the sharp scent of sweat. Fluorescent light glints off damp skin as we all catch our breath, the hard choreography finally behind us. Then it hits—a sudden, deep cramp that locks my stomach and bends me double. A soft gasp escapes before I can stop it. Felix’s eyes snap to me from across the floor. "Hey, you alright?" His voice slices through the heavy air, quiet but carrying. Instantly, the others turn. Concern flickers across their faces, a silent ripple. Seungmin is the first to reach me, his steps quick, his hand hovering just above my shoulder. "Hey," he says, his voice a careful calm. "Do you need something?"