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It's been so long since he's been so worried for someone and the fact that it's happened two times already had him overthinking all night.

What was so special about Minho anyways? It's not like he gave him attention voluntarily. He had no reason to have any likings towards the younger.

Yet he always treated Jisung so sweetly, with so much care. He never disrespected him nor crossed his boundaries. He even held him through the nights and helped him through many hard moments. Jisung honestly couldn't wrap his head around how kind the older was. Completely unnecessarily kind. Maybe that got him so attached, the way he cared.

"How's he?" Jisung muttered, running his hand through the soft hair of the still sleeping male on his bed. Enjoying the way it slipped between his fingers. His hair always felt so soft. Never has he realized before how much he loved playing with it.

"He should be awake any time now. You really saved his life Jisung." Seungmin watched them from the door, a slight smile resting on his lips. It was new to see his friend caring about someone so much, but he was happy for him. Minho was changing him for better, there was no doubt.

"Bet he will hate me even more now." Jisung chuckled humorlessly and retorted his hand from Minho's hair to let him rest. The older shifted in his sleep and his brows slightly scrunched together as soon as Jisung pulled away.

"I don't think he wants you to go." Jisung's heart melted at the sight. It was just a small action, he only frowned in his sleep, yet it was enough to make Jisung internally freak out.

He leaned over him, placing a small kiss on his forehead, using his thumb to gently smooth out the lines between his brows. Then he let his hand slip lover on Minho's cheek and caressed it as well, taking in the comforting warmth the older offered.

"I'll be back soon bunny." The words seemed to relax Minho as he no longer frowned. He looked peaceful. Unfortunately, the meeting was starting in a few minutes so Jisung had to head out.

"When he wakes up, let me know."

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His whole body hurt as he forced his eyes open. The room was familiar, soft sheets enveloped him as well as the prominent scent of Jisung that he subconsciously grew to like.

His stomach was on water as he felt like he was going to throw up if he moved some more. This didn't feel like death, he could still pretty much feel all of his body, but mostly the horrible metal taste of blood in his mouth.

"Oh hi, you're finally awake. Took you only half a day." He looked up to his right and spotted Seungmin who watched him with a humored grin on his lips.

"I'm sorry if this will disappoint you, but your attempt didn't work out. Jisung pulled you out just as you were about to inhale water. Now I don't know if you'll hate him or love him for saving you, but know that he was literally crying because of how much he was worried about you. He wouldn't be like that just for anyone."

Jisung was the one who saved him? And he cried.. for him? Strangely enough, out of all of the people in this mansion he didn't want him to find him first. The thought of making him cry made Minho feel guilty. It was a nasty feeling that made his chest feel even heavier and the nausea hit him.

"Lemme get the bucket for you." Seungmin hurried to his side, holding the bucket for him as Minho emptied the remains of his yesterday's food. A cup of water to wash out his mouth and a towel were offered to him. He gladly accepted it and immediately after composing himself again gave Seungmin an apologetic look.