deranged

thirty

im sorry in advance

the night fell with eery silence. not a single thing could be heard but why is it making his ears ring?

jeongin was brought to the nearest room in the first floor with doctor choi and yuri with him. hyunjin felt uneasy leaving the boy with his 'father' but he was forced to stay out.

he kept on pacing along the hallway endlessly, biting on his fingernails until he couldn't bite anything anymore.

hyunjin doesn't know what he'd do if he found out jeongin didn't survive. what's the point of living without him?

getting sick and tired of waiting he trudged towards the door and kick it open, startling the man beside the younger who was just finishing up with dressing his wounds.

yuri was at the other side of the room and as soon as he saw hyunjin, he attempted to walk towards him but the blonde raised a hand.

"hyunji-" he ignored yuri.

"how is he?" he immediately walked towards the bed and knelt just beside his little one. his chest was rising up and down and it made him sigh out in relief.

"he's stable now that the cuts are cleaned and dressed. i'm not sure when he'll regain consciousness but if he did, it'll take him awhile to adjust back." choi removed his gloves and tossed them on the bin just beside the night stand.

"what do you mean?" hyunjin grasped the younger's hand in his and it made him shiver when his ice cold skin contacted his.

"he may struggle with fatigue. nothing to worry about as it's nothing serious, it would be best if he just stayed in bed a little longer."

the boy nodded and bowed before him, muttering a faint thank you. choi did the same before walking out the room with yuri.

they were left alone again.

"innie." he whispered, his rough and callous fingers brushing his blue strands back on his head. "once you wake up, im getting you out of here."

he opened his hand and intertwined their fingers together, leaning down to place a small kiss on his fist.

"i really need you right now." he choked back a sob. "please wake up?" then he squeezed his eyes shut as hot tears came running on his damp cheeks.

hyunjin was biting his lip a little too lividly and if he doesn't stop he will for sure draw blood.

"everything is so messed up, all i need is to hear your voice. you're the only comfort i yearn jeongin." his thumb repeatedly brush on his small hand as he brought it to his forehead.

just as he was about to pull him for a hug, yuri suddenly knocked on the door and appeared by the frame.

"what." he said in a hostile tone, not bothering to  look up.

"son-"

"don't fucking call me that." he inhaled jaggedly, his slender finger shaking slightly.

"lets talk. were not finished yet."

"whats there to talk about? were finished the day you decided to turn your back on me."

"hyunjin please don't make me do things i'm not supposed to."

the blonde clenched his jaw and just as he was about to speak, he felt a faint squeeze on his hand.

jeongin.

"hyun..hyunjin?" his voice was hoarse from the lack of water he had since earlier. hyunjin whipped his head so fast, he was close to breaking his neck.