But he couldn’t sleep, even after just giving up on it. His body switching from one position to the next and a big sigh leaving his lips constantly. Pressing his hands to his eyes and just trying to fucking understand what was wrong with him. He was angry, he was pissed and for some reason he didn’t know how to handle it - even though it was a state he was constantly in since meeting Mingi and his so called family. Sitting up in the bed and reminding himself to breathe.
Who would even blame him? All of this was happening because of stress anyway, his body probably telling him that he should stop caring about all of this stupid wedding shit and starting to work again. Working as an distraction to all the other crazy shit going on in his life, reminding himself to text or call Seonghwa more often, even if he was busy with work, too. He wasted his days with only seeing, thinking and caring about Mingi and his family…
And just like the devil himself was knowing he was thinking about him right now, he heard strange noises coming from the living room all of a sudden. Muffled and silently finding a way through the closed door and into his tired ears. He was facing the door and trying to understand what it was exactly - listening closely and realizing that it was a heavy sigh, fabric noises and something familiar. It sounded like the sleeping noises Mingi made when he still had a fever and Yunho’s heart was sinking heavily .
“Should he fucking take care of himself”, he was whispering angry, recalling the way Mingi just didn’t give a shit about him doing all of this for him anyway. It was not that he needed him to be thankful all day long - he still couldn’t stand this idiot but a thank you for not letting him die in that hotel room would be still nic- but Yunho folded his forehead irritated, not even able to end the thought probably as the noises became even more strange, louder and clearer.
Wait, was he crying? It sounded like crying…
With a surprised movement he got rid of the blanket and set his feet on the ground. Getting more hectic as Mingi clearly letting out painful noises, mixing itself with sobbing and something Yunho couldn't classify. Was someone in the apartment?
Ripping the door open now, hectic steps down the hallway and turning on the lights - to find Mingi still laying on the couch. His eyes closed, the sobbing and the painful noises getting throaty and blurry.
“Mingi?”, Yunho was letting out, walking over to him and realizing what was even happening. His cheeks blushed, his face wet from tears coming out from closed eyes and his lips swollen. His chest was rising and falling sharply, his hands cramping a little as Yunho was just thinking about what to do now. Grabbing his shoulders first and trying to wake him up, but Mingi wasn’t reacting immediately. Sitting down on his knees before the couch and letting his hand rest on his forehead again. He wasn’t hot, this was not a fever, he cleary had a nightmare…
“Mingi, can you hear me?”, he tried again, and for some reason his tired body seemed to react to the touch on his face, as he let one hand grab Yunho's wrist and his body laying itself to the side, to get closer to him. He was opening his eyes slowly, looking irritated and disoriented. One hand grabbing the fabric of his shirt, Yunho could feel the desperation in it, his fingernails leaving a sharp pain on his chest. He was completely overwhelmed over seeing Mingi like this…
“Hey, listen to me. You are okay. It’s just a dream, alright?”, he was saying unsure what to do now. Grabbing his face and letting his thumb run over his cheeks to get rid of the tears.
“Just sit up. You can do that”, Yunho was talking him and himself through it, guiding him by both of his shoulders as he was bringing Mingi in a sitting position, seeing how his breath was hiccuping and his eyes were still half closed. Sinking into his shoulders, his hand still grabbing Yunho’s shirt.
“I need you to wake up, okay? Open your eyes”, he was talking, his words hectic and shaky, as if he was terrified to do something wrong, to make it worse…
“She’s gone-”, Mingi was crying out, his eyes falling shut and it seemed like he wasn’t able to get out of the circle of remembering and feeling what just happened in his dream. Yunho’s cold, stressed hands reaching out for his face again, getting rid of the tears but also to squeeze him slightly, helping him to get grounded. Mingi’s hand letting go off his shirt as he was desperately wrapping both of his hands around his wrists as Yunho was holding him like this.
“You are awake, princess. We are in the living room, remember? You laid down there after coming back”, he was explaining to him, seeing how Mingi’s breath got calmer at least for a second. It was coming in waves, another sob leaving him as he was all of a sudden letting himself fall forward, his arms around Yunho’s neck. No idea if he was really realizing that it was him - Yunho feeling the way he was hugging him so tight, that he almost couldn’t breathe. And his heart was all over the place, not knowing what to say or do, but he just couldn’t leave him alone like this. Trying to stand up, but he failed with all of the weight on him.
“Should we stay like this for a moment? Would that help?”, he was asking Mingi for help and he could feel how the latter was nodding against his neck, his skin wet from the tears. So Yunho was sitting down completely, feeling how Mingi was naturally sinking on his lap with his arms still around his neck. Yunho’s hands laying on his bag, his heart beating against his chest but everything felt blurry even for him…
“You are okay, princess”, he was telling him.
“Eomma-”, “ Ssh , don’t talk”, Yunho was saying immediately, hugging him tighter for a moment.
“I am sure you don’t want me to know. You are hurt now, you are saying stuff, but you are not yourself right now”, he was saying with the last rational strength he had.
“Just stay like this, I won’t leave - promise ”.
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a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic
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