Don't Blame Me || Jeongcheol

Chapter 17

Seeing their completed meal Seungcheol made his way to the living room, where Haneul was still sitting on the bed, looking tired and weary after his tears.

"Hey, bud," he said softly, gently sitting down next to Haneul. "The food is ready. Are you hungry?"

Haneul nodded weakly, his small stomach growling at the mention of food. He looked up at Seungcheol with big, hopeful eyes, and Seungcheol's heart clenched at the sight of his weary and exhausted face.

Seungcheol gently wrapped an arm around Haneul's small frame, helping him to stand up from the bed. "Come on," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. "Let's go get some food in that tummy of yours."

Seungcheol wrapped his other arm around Haneul's small frame, supporting him as they walked out of the room and towards the kitchen. The other members all looked up as they entered, their faces softening as they saw Haneul's weary and exhausted state.

"Hey, little guy." The8 said gently, his voice taking on a softer tone than his usual lively one. "You ready to eat something? We made all kinds of good stuff for you."

Haneul nodded weakly, still leaning heavily into Seungcheol's arms. He looked small and fragile incomparison to the older man, like a doll that was being held up by Seungcheol's strong, steady grip.

The members all exchanged worried and concerned glances as they watched Haneul listlessly clinging to Seungcheol. He was clearly exhausted, both emotionally and physically, from his earlier crying.

Seungcheol led Haneul over to a chair at the table, helping him to sit down with gentle, slow movements. He watched as Haneul's small body practically sagged with exhaustion, his shoulders drooping and his head hanging wearily.

Haneul looked up at the food blearily, his eyes barely open. He lifted a fork to his mouth and took a small bite, his weary body clearly struggling just to chew and swallow.

The members all watched in worried silence as Haneul took hesitant, slow bites of his food, his small frame clearly struggling to stay upright. It was a far cry from his emotional outburst earlier, and the sight of his exhausted body was like a punch to the stomach.

Seungcheol watched Haneul intently, his heart clenching at the sight of the small child struggling to stay awake just to eat. He could see the exhaustion and weariness in every line and curve of Haneul's small frame, the way his shoulders drooped and his head lolled heavily.

"Eat as much as you can and go to sleep okay?" Seungcheol said watching him intently.

Haneul nodded weakly, his small body almost too weary to even respond. He continued to eat slowly, taking small bites of the food that the members had prepared for him.

Seungcheol watched closely, his hand resting gently on Haneul's small back. He could feel the child's thin body trembling slightly as he ate, the exhaustion clearly taking its toll on him.

Once Haneul had finished eating, he looked up at Seungcheol with weary, red-rimmed eyes. He was clearly on the verge of passing out from exhaustion, his small frame swaying slightly in his chair.

Seungcheol gently picked Haneul up from his chair, cradling his small frame against his chest. Haneul's body practically melted into Seungcheol's arms, too tired to even hold himself up anymore.

Seungcheol could feel the slight tremble in Haneul's small frame, the way his body seemed to sag against his chest like a ragdoll. He tightened his grip slightly, trying to provide some comfort and support to the weary child.

The other members all watched as Seungcheol held Haneul in his arms, their faces filled with worry and concern. They could see the exhaustion etched on Haneul's small face, and they knew that sleep was what he needed most right now.