Say you love me, please (Yeonbin fic)

<Chapter Twenty One: Hasta la vista >

The blue haired boy stood at the side of the bunkbed. The dim light was shadowing most features of the tall figure, however the face was not hard to recognize.

"Soobin?"

Yeonjun sputtered out in surprise as the boy leaned forward to tickle him all of the sudden.

The air was filled with soft giggles as yeonjun got distracted by the action but they soon cease into low whimpers once he began to feel uneasy as the tickling intensified.

Soobin was grunting quietly, almost as if he was murmuring something.

Fear creeped up onto yeonjun slowly when the taller boy started scratching, jabbing and digging at his torso. Yeonjun was trying to tell him to stop as his head began to reel but words were impossible to form as no voice could be outputted. By then, the grunting eventually grown into a deep growling and howling yet yeonjun couldn't move nor make any noise. Slowly, soobin's face started morphing into a different creature, with a more terrifying face, the face of his father.

The man smiled at him creepily as his hands changed their positions and started squeezing yeonjun's neck. He then laughed at him, so hard, yeonjun could feel the vibrations of the body as he wiggled underneath the strong hold. The boy attempted to scream again but it was no avail. With his dilated pupils, yeonjun could see the two completely black eyes leering down at him.

A very disturbing sight, almost as it was going to devour him alive.

Yeonjun woke up drenched in a cold sweat. He pants and gasped for breathe as his mind slowly tumbled to the fact that he was just having a nightmare. A nightmare which was too vivid, he wished he never stumble upon it again. The boy hectically glanced at the table clock that was placed on the small desk beside of the bed.

2 am

Still midnight..

Yeonjun shivered.

The quietness of the hospital atmosphere just added more eeriness to his frantic mind. He wished he could just go home and be in strong arms of his lover, feeling whole instead of having chills in the middle of the night. The boy reached for his phone underneath the flattened pillow and opened up his messenger to see messages piling up, either asking about his condition or wishing him about his well being. Yeonjun quickly scrolled up, eyeing the messages carefully just to puffed some air out in frustration later. All those messages and none were from Soobin. Not even a single one.

Yeonjun shouldn't be surprised but he still found himself being downhearted at the fact. They both still haven't talked with each other after their recent conflict and yeonjun wondered if the other boy feels as heavyhearted as he does. Even now, he felt the blues for not having the younger's presence near him. No matter what, the ache of his heart could only be tend by the blue haired boy himself.

He misses him

Feeling ill at ease, yeonjun bit his chapped bottom lip as he typed before hitting the send button after much hesitation.

Binnie <3

Hey..can I call?

It seemed dumb perhaps, to act clingy in the unholy hour of night when the other boy could be probably asleep but yeonjun was not in his right mind enough to care about anything at all. He nervously waited for the notification sound of his phone as he holds the blanket in tight fists, gripping it protectively to his chest. His mind still quite unsettled from the nightmare earlier. Instead of a short chime of the notification sound, he was met with the vibration of his phone. The boy anxiously picked up the call.