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fifteen

he fell asleep in my arms not long after so i carried him to my car, brought him home and stayed with him for approximately five hours. he looks so peaceful now that he's asleep but my mind never left the wailings and the cries that he made hours before this. it was heartbreaking even just hearing it, how much more seeing it.

i sense a bit of movements, then whimpers. that's when i confirmed he's awake. i stopped playing with his hair and scoot down to face him.

“hey…” i said with sushed voice then wipe his bangs off his face. because he cried too much, his eyes are welling up.

he opens his puffy eyes and look over my shoulders to everything inside the room.

“where am i?” his voice broke as he wipes his eyes with his own hands.

“you're at home.” i answered while continuosly rubbing his back for comfort. “do you need water?”

he lifts his head up and nodded.

“i'll go get water for you.” i said and walk towards the water dispenser that i installed inside the room for them and got glass and fill it up with water.

once i've had enough amount i came back to him and made him sit up. i hold it infront of his mouth as he took a gulp of it. once he's done i placed the empty glass on the bedside table and face him.

he looks so stressed.

“do you want to take a shower?”

i tried so hard not to bring up anything from what we fought about earlier.

it's just luck that he hasn't mentioned anything as well and nodded to my question. he lifts himself up and made his way to the bathroom. even if i, myself am itching in this tight suit, i kept it in because i don't want to leave him alone in here. he already broke down so much that i don't want to hear him nor see him cry again.

i heard the shower shut, so i grabbed the towel and wait for him to go out. once he did, of course not naked but with a shirt and boxers on, i took a hold of his head and wiped the trailing wetness off his face and neck.

once he's dried up, i made him sit on the bed and cover his thighs with the comforter. i sat beside him and gently rub his back.

“do you want to eat dinner?”

he bit his lips and, the next thing he did shoked me, he plops his head on my shoulder.

that's adorable.

“for how long have i been sleeping?”

“five.” i uttered in a soft voice and averted my gaze on the ceiling.

“i'm sorry—”

“let's eat dinner.” i said and pulled him up.

i tried my best not to mention and not to make him mention anything about it again. i don't want him to be reminded of it.

“i don't… want.”

i place my bottoms back on the bed while facing him.

“what do you want then?”

“where's channie?”

“i haven't picked him up from jaemin yet… let's pick him up?”

he shook his head which made me confused. “i'm… i'm sorry, let me call jaemin.”

“what's wrong?” i asked again, this time rubbing both his arms.

“i'm in a… different phase right now. i don't want to worry him.”