March For Mercy 《Seventeen》

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《Poison⁶》

With everyone else out of the room, Yeonjun crouched down in front of Seungcheol. "You're the leader, aren't you Seungcheol?" Yeonjun asks, and Seungcheol nodded.

"And are you the oldest?" Yeonjun asked. Again, Seungcheol nodded. "You didn't want any of them to see you like this. Did you?"

Seungcheol shook his eyes as he started crying. "I'm sorry." Seungcheol whispered. "I don't even know why I'm crying." His voice wavered.

"It's fine. There is nothing wrong with that." Yeonjun reassures Seungcheol as he takes Seungcheol's hands in his.

"I- I'm not weak." Seungcheol gasped out in between jagged breathes. "I've had it worse." He added.

"I know, I know that alright? Crying doesn't make you weak." Yeonjun smiles softly as he wipes Seungcheol's tears away.

"I'm not going to judge you, I know exactly how you're feeling." Yeonjun explained. "I remember falling dangerously ill, and how scared I was to ask Soobin for help because I'm older than him. But he taught me that it's okay to ask for help."

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It took Seungcheol a few minutes to calm down, but when he did, he told Yeonjun to give him the antidote. "The sickness should kick in after a few minutes." Yeonjun says, putting the large bucket on Seungcheol's lap.

Seungcheol didn't know what was worse, the waiting or the actual throwing up part.

He felt like he had his head in that bucket for hours. Which was shocking because Seungcheol felt like he had nothing left to throw up before this.

"Okay, I think I'm done." Seungcheol sighed as he wiped his mouth with the towel Yeonjun gave him.

"Yeah, you should be done by now." Yeonjun concluded as he helped Seungcheol further wash up.

"That was awful." Seungcheol said, recalling the past few hours, it was now well over 3am. "But thank you for your help Yeonjun, Soobin too." Seungcheol thanked.

"All in a days work- well more of nights work." Yeonjun laughed, noting the time.