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Chapter 63

Taehyun immediately turned around, not expecting for Yeonjun to suddenly "revive" from his 2-day coma, and gosh how much Yeonjun wished to be able to stand up and run to Taehyun. The younger looked at him with wide, reddened green eyes. His hair was disheveled and black circles were forming right below his eye sockets, making the younger look much older than he was; a clear sign to Yeonjun that his poor Dongsaeng hadn't been able to sleep properly.

Yeonjun's heart sank; never in his life did he ever thought he'd see Taehyun in such a state so similar to the one he used to be in at the facility, it broke to his very core.

"H-Hyung!" Taehyun suddenly let out after a few minutes passed by where the two stared at each other with bewilderment. He quickly shook his sorrows away by wiping his tears with the sleeve of his hanbok and quickly crawled to Yeonjun. "What are you doing?! Lie back, you'll get even more hurt!"

"B-But you-" Yeonjun cut off when Taehyun placed his hand on Yeonjun's bare chest and forced him down with enough grace for the pain in Yeonjun's body not to become increasingly painful. Taehyun then moved closer, shifting so Yeonjun's head could lie on his lap instead of the already flattened bracken.

"Please, don't move. For the sake of myself, don't move." Taehyun pleaded, his voice nothing but a murmur that almost faltered when exiting his lips."J-Just relax. Please just relax."

And that's what Yeonjun suddenly found himself doing at the note of worry that he was able to pick up from Taehyun's unusually gentle voice. He swallowed a gulp of pain and took in a few breaths when Taehyun gently placed his hands at the sides of Yeonjun's head and gently massaged his temples, which made the older close his eyes delightfully as a headache had been drilling into his head ever since he'd woken up.

Yeonjun closed his eyes for a moment, just a little moment, and enjoyed the relaxing sensation. . . Until his ears twitched again at the little sniffle that suddenly escaped Taehyun once again.

He opened his eyes and saw how Taehyun was once again crying, his lips quivering helplessly as his own eyes squeezed shut to delay the introduction of his tears. But his efforts were in vain as a small stream of droplets fell away from his eyes down to his rosy cheeks.

Yeonjun's hand reached up, his palm covered the younger's cheek, wiping away the tears and caressing his cheek simultaneously. A second hand reached Taehyun's other cheek, which made the younger let out a whimper, his own hands going up to hold Yeonjun's as he sobbed.

"I-I'm sorry, Hyung." He finally choked out, his little nose turning the color of a lily as he sniffled his sorrows. "I. . . I couldn't help you. . . Please, please, forgive me," He begged, crying into Yeonjun's hands and kissing them.

Yeonjun's heart sank like a rock.

The 20-year old let out a sigh, and caringly looked up at Taehyun, pouting at the younger. "Stop crying. . . If you cry, I-I'll cry." He let go off Taehyun's cheek and brought his hand to his chest to where his heart was, forming a pained expression on his face. "Owww~" At those words, a small yet saddened laugh left Taehyun. He wiped away his tears and sniffled until his breathing was normal again, and when Yeonjun wrapped one arm around his back, Taehyun shifted once more; lifting Yeonjun's head off his lap with the gentleness of a fawn and lied down with the older, burying his face against his chest as Yeonjun drew circles on his back.

Yeonjun sighed again, this time with contentment. He held one of Taehyun's hands, noticing how warm they felt against his. . . And suddenly, he noticed the fatigue trying to force him to slip back into sleep once more. Yeonjun forced his eyes open once again, fighting to stay awake until he knew that it would be only a matter of time before he would finally lose this fight.