Jiyong looked worriedly at the curled up figure next to him. The warm light from the airplane window illuminate the paleness of Seungri's face. His face is white as a sheet. Sweat glistered on his forehead.

They are in the plane right now, on their way to Japan for a concert. It is not really a long journey but less than hour away, Jiyong noticed that his maknae is not as noisy as usual.

"Seungri ah," Jiyong carefully shook him. He felt the heat radiating off of him. Seungri moaned.

“Ri…” Seungri turned and face him. Eventually the glassy, red bright eyes focused on him.

“What wrong?” Jiyong voice soft and concerned. A bad feeling crept up inside his gut.

“Hyung… I don’t feel good...”

“My stomach hurt so bad…” Seungri’s voice slurred. His eyes glistered.

“When did it happen? Did you eat anything bad? You look fine just now.” Jiyong remember, Seungri was happily playing in the dorm with Seunghyun before they left.

“I don’t know hyung. I don’t know…” Seungri said. His eyes shut tight, furrowed in pain.

“Hold it a little bit more, okay. We’re almost there.” Jiyong said, trying to calm his little maknae. Jiyong gently brushed Seungri’s sweat soaked bang.

“Come, get some sleep. Probably the pain will go away after you catch some sleep.” Jiyong tapped his left shoulder, asking Seungri to sleep on it.

Jiyong excused to go directly into the hotel room first with Seungri. The others keep asking questions but Seungri already asked him not to tell the others, so he just simply said that they were just having jetlag.

As soon as they arrived at the room, Seungri quickly ran toward the toilet and start vomiting.

"Seungri ahhh!" Jiyong quickly put his stuff and ran toward the toilet.

"Hy'unggg… Helpppppp!!" Seungri helplessly screamed for Jiyong.

Jiyong immediately came into the toilet and shocked with what he saw. Seungri's mouth covered with traces of vomit and blood. He is now holding onto the toilet bowl for support.

"OH MY GOD! SEUNGRIII! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??!!" Jiyong immediately cradled him and rubbed behind Seungri's back to ease the pain. But suddenly, Seungri coughed hard and blood spluttered out from his mouth.

"YAH! YAH! SEUNGRI AHHH!" Jiyong panicked.

With one hand rubbing on Seungri's back, another hand he use to take off his phone and start dailing up number from speed dial.

The line connected.

"Eung, wae?"

"Youngbae ah! Come to my room! Something wrong with maknae! Palli!" Jiyong immediately threw his phone aside when Seungri start throwing up again.

After the long heaves, Seungri's body limped back and leans on Jiyong's chest.

"Seungri ah…" Seungri's eyes fluttered. His breathing hitched.

"Seungri ah, whats wrong?? How this happened? Did you eat something bad??"

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