Chapter 11 - Recovery

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Yeosang didn't remember much of what happened after Wooyoung had used his power on him. He remembered seeing Jungkook's death and his parent's death.

He remembered a flash of blue that echoed through the room as the blue witch, Yunho, had teleported away with Seonghwa and Wooyoung.

He did remember seeing Jongho crouched over San's unmoving body. He remembered all the blood.

There was a lot of blood.

He remembered crawling over to his boyfriend's body and attempting to heal him.

He couldn't do it. He was failing.

He had put almost all of his energy into healing San, only for it to get a little better. He assumed that Yunho's scythe was cursed with some form of magic that made healing harder.

Yeosang was life and Yunho was death, after all.

"Yeosang" he remembered hearing Jongho say. "Come help me pick him up. Which way to your medical wing?"

Yeosang had assisted Jongho in picking up San and carrying him to the medic.

There, they saw a tired-looking Hongjoong standing over a very bloody Mingi, who was lying unconscious on one of the beds.

He left San's side for only a few seconds to go help Mingi.

Only a few seconds.

He was able to help the tall boy. He bled out for far too long to wake up quickly, he was okay, he just needed sleep.

Only a few seconds.

The sound of a steady beep beginning to stretch into a solid, long one scared Yeosang. He turned around and ran to his boyfriend's side.

"We're losing him!" He heard Hongjoong yell. Yeosang ignored the leader and placed his hands over San's wound. He could feel his heartbeat fading.

Only a few seconds.

Through tears, Yeosang worked. He used all of his magic in an attempt to heal the younger.

Only a few seconds.

He almost cried in relief when the monitor picked up on a heartbeat.

"He's stable, Yeosang had mumbled. "He's okay."

The blonde boy was exhausted, he did use all of his power after all. His body felt empty and achy. But he would do it again and again to save his team. He just needed sleep.

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After a week, both Mingi and San were up and walking. Of course, the day they woke up was filled with crying and laughing, and more crying.

The team, of course, had an argument over what to do with Jongho.

"He helped us, he deserves something for that," Yeosang had said.

"He also helped lead Wooyoung right to us, we almost lost you, Sang," Hongjoong had responded.

"Captain please~" San had begged. Both Mingi and Yeosang joined in soon after.

Hongjoong couldn't say no to his team. After that day, Jongho was added as an official member of the team.

It's been two weeks since then, and slowly, San and Jongho developed a bond. Jongho had helped San through his recovery, they grew closer every day. It made Yeosang smile to see his brother truly happy after so much time. He even noticed that Mingi and Jongho were becoming close as well.

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"You need to be careful," Hongjoong had told Mingi with a glare. "You got two angry and you almost died." The short man was now walking around the room lecturing Mingi about being reckless.

Mingi wasn't really listening to a single thing his leader said. He only laughed as he got up and hugged him.

The older grumbled something but eventually gave up and hugged the taller back.

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"Yeo, you can't ignore me forever!" San whined, following his boyfriend around the house.

The older said nothing, he just continued with his day and pretended San wasn't even there. He refused to speak to San for a week after he healed, still mad at him for almost dying.

"C'mon Yeo please!" San begged.

Yeosang had forgiven him, obviously, and the two made up very quickly. But only after Yeosang had scolded San for being stupid and reckless. But then hugged him for saving his brother.

Everybody cried a lot during that time.

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