Heal Me

Suicidal plan

«Please tell me this is not what it looks like,» Suho said, shifting his gaze back and forth from Yixing to Sehun.

Yixing looked at Sehun searching for something, anything, that could have reassured him, but the boy was frozen, his eyes cold and scared - or maybe hurt. And he understood the other was just as afraid as he was. They had been caught too soon, they hadn't even decided what they were yet. They weren't even ready to tell the others yet. The Chinese boy mentally facepalmed himself for how unlucky they had been, as he frantically collected some bedsheets to cover himself and the younger up.

He opened his mouth to try to explain, but stopped in his track: what could he possibly have said that wouldn't have sounded lame? They had been caught red-handed, and it was impossible to deny they were fervently kissing. So he stayed there, his lips forming an "O" like a cute mute fish.

«What if it's exactly what it looks like?» Sehun whispered, still giving his back to the leader and the other figure.

«Don't play around.»

«How do you know I'm kidding? Plus, why are you even here?»

«You two didn't come to breakfast. We were worried you had overslept or what. And since we have to leave this afternoon...» the other spoke, and finally, Yixing focused on him, finding out it was Baekhyun.

«What about knocking before entering a room that's not yours?»

«We did! And you didn't answer. That's why we entered using this,» Baekhyun replied proudly holding up a card, most likely a passepartout.

Sehun spun around to answer back again, but Yixing placed a hand on the younger's shoulder to calm him down. In the silence of the room, the Chinese boy could finally observe Suho and Baekhyun that were still standing in front of the bed. The leader had a shocked look on his face, and his body was so tense that Yixing feared he could have started trembling really soon; Baekhyun, on the other hand, seemed more confused than shocked, even though his features weren't showing any clear emotion. Lay felt the maknae contracting his muscles beneath his hand, although he kept silent.

«But I guess you're fine,» the singer added, sending an ambiguous glare, «and awake!»

Suho was still silent, looking at the two boys on the bed. It was awkward, for each one of them. Sehun was trying to contain his frustration, mainly thanks to Yixing's relaxing presence beside him; Yixing himself was feeling tense and distressed, but he actually didn't know what to say nor do. If he had denied the situation, reducing everything to nothing more than an experiment, he would have felt an asshole, especially after the promises he had made to the younger. But also telling the truth was absolutely out of question, as he himself still wasn't sure what the real truth was.

«Thank you for worrying... We won't be late, I promise!» Yixing exclaimed while bowing his head, trying to ease the atmosphere, in vain.

Without replying, or saying anything, Suho exited the room shaking his head; he left the door open behind himself, a clear sign for Baekhyun to follow him outside. The main singer looked in his direction and then complied, taking a few steps towards the entrance. He halted immediately after, though, turning his head to the boys.

«We'll have to talk, I think Joonmyeon-hyung deserves an explanation. We all do.»

Then, he exited the room, leaving Yixing surprised and puzzled. He swore he had seen some kind of half-smile and a wink on his features, and that calmed him a little. Once he heard the door closing, he let go of Sehun's shoulder, leaning back on the headboard while exhaling.