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When Jisung opened the door, he was met with the intense gaze of Jaemin. Panic surged through him, and he instinctively tried to close the door, but Jaemin's hand shot out, stopping it. He stepped inside, his presence filling the small apartment.

Jisung shook his head, sweat beading on his forehead. He took a step back, then another, as Jaemin advanced. "Please, I didn't do anything," Jisung mumbled, his voice trembling. "I wouldn't dare to do these things. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for ruining your reputation. I promise I'll leave. I'll migrate from here."

Tears streamed down his face, his words a desperate plea. The apartment around them was a mess—clothes piled up, books scattered, the kitchen overflowing with unwashed dishes, and countless mugs littering every corner. It was a reflection of Jisung's chaotic state.

Jaemin's heart ached at the sight. He saw the table behind Jisung, a potential hazard. Without thinking, he grabbed Jisung by the waist and pulled him close, preventing him from backing into it. Jisung's panic only intensified, his words becoming a frantic jumble.

"Shh," Jaemin whispered, his voice soothing. He cupped Jisung's chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. "Look at me, Jisung."

Jisung's eyes were wide with fear, his breath coming in short gasps. Jaemin leaned in, his lips capturing Jisung's in a sudden, desperate kiss. Jisung's initial reaction was to push him away, but his strength faltered. He didn't kiss back, but he didn't resist either.

When Jaemin finally pulled away, Jisung collapsed to the floor, sitting on his knees. Jaemin's heart broke at the sight. He noticed the numerous pills scattered around and realized the extent of Jisung's distress. He sat beside him, pulling him into a gentle embrace.

"It's okay," Jaemin murmured, his voice a soft lullaby. "You're safe. I'm here."

Jisung's sobs gradually subsided, his body relaxing in Jaemin's arms. Once he was calm, Jaemin helped him to a chair. "You need to eat something," he said, heading to the kitchen. He quickly prepared a simple meal, bringing it to Jisung.

"Eat," Jaemin insisted, his tone leaving no room for argument. Jisung hesitated but eventually complied, taking small bites. After a while, he looked up, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"I want to sleep," Jisung whispered, his voice barely audible. "But I can't."

Jaemin nodded, understanding. "Come on," he said, lifting Jisung into his arms. Jisung's legs were wobbly from the medication, and he leaned heavily against Jaemin. Jaemin carried him to the bed, laying him down gently.

Jisung's eyes fluttered closed, and for the first time in a long while, he drifted into a peaceful sleep. Jaemin watched him for a moment, then stood up and began to clean the apartment. He washed the dishes, tidied the living room, organized the books, and even did the laundry. He prepared some meals in advance and set them in the fridge.

By the time he finished, the apartment was spotless. Jaemin made breakfast and then returned to Jisung's side, lying down beside him. It was already time for university, but he didn't wake Jisung. Instead, he watched him sleep, a small smile playing on his lips.

Jisung stirred slightly, mumbling something in his sleep. Jaemin's smile widened as he gently stroked Jisung's hair. When Jisung finally woke up, his eyes widened in panic. Jaemin quickly comforted him, laying him back down and whispering sweet reassurances.

"There's nothing wrong," Jaemin said softly. "The rumors will die down soon. Just focus on getting better."

Jisung couldn't help but think about the kiss. He glanced at Jaemin's lips, then pointed to his own, a question in his eyes. Jaemin didn't say anything about it, instead urging him to freshen up and have breakfast.

"It's already late for university," Jaemin said. "But you need to eat."

After breakfast, Jisung looked at Jaemin, his expression serious. "We should go separately," he said. "I don't want more rumors about us."

Jaemin nodded, understanding. "Alright. But remember, I'm here for you. Always."

At the university, the atmosphere was tense. The second exams were approaching, and the pressure was mounting. Jisung focused on his studies, determined to prove himself. Jaemin watched over him, offering support whenever he could.

The journey ahead was still fraught with challenges, but for the first time, Jisung felt like he wasn't facing them alone. And Jaemin, despite his own fears and uncertainties, was ready to stand by Jisung's side, no matter what.