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55. another hit

Fuck.

Jisung blinked to try and see something different from the blinding white light. He groaned at the dull pain pulsating through his whole left arm.

"We're losing him."

Faint voices sounded somewhere far away from him. He could feel the warmth of hands on him, yet he felt cold.

"Fuck, the blood, there's so much blood."

A painful groan made it past his lips as he felt sharp pain dig into his arm. It felt like pins and needles were all over his body while his arm was being tore open.

He couldn't see anything no matter how much he tried, his eyes either wouldn't open or if they finally did there was only light and occasionally black spots.

Everything hurt and felt numb at the same time. It was weird, but he was too tired to think more of it. With another quiet whimper, he let the exhaustion take over and fell to a place of darkness.

~

"Min?" Minho stirred in his sleep upon hearing a whisper of his name and gentle taps on his chest. "Oh no, I think he's dead Sannie..." Wooyoung stated in a quivering voice, at the verge of crying.

San immediately reached out his hand to pat his boyfriend's fluffy hair in order to calm him down. "He's alright Youngie, he's just dreaming about something too nice to wake up. Try shaking him a little, I really have to focus on this call." He still gently rubbed his hair while talking with Seonghwa at the other end of the call.

"He's still switched?"

"Yeah it's worrying me honestly. Shouldn't I take him to a psychiatrist after all?" He asked quietly while nibbling on his bottom lip, watching as Wooyoung tried to gently shake Minho from his sleep and it was finally working a little more than patting him.

Seonghwa sighed. "I don't know San. He's an adult, he has to make his decisions by himself.."

"But he won't go. He's scared of doctors."

"Then talk to him. Tell him you're worried about him and think of something. You have to communicate." Seonghwa's soft voice calmed him down a little.

He was really scared for Wooyoung.

Again, he was showing signs of being depressed and San was sure it was only a matter of time when he would find him bleeding.

After all, it wouldn't be the first time it happened.

"I'll try to once he's back to a grown up."

"If you needed help come to me, okay? I'm here for you." San smiled at his hyung's consideration, his smile faltering the second there was a confused pair of eyes on him and he had to switch back to business.

"Sannie he's not dead!" Youngie happily exclaimed and jumped on the bed to hug Minho who was beyond confused about what was going on. The whole situation felt like a fever dream.

"Minho's awake, what should I tell him?" San muttered nervously into the phone while giving his Youngie the best smile he could muster.

"Tell him what I told you."

"He won't take it well."

"Well duh, but at least he only has to deal with his emotions. We have to make sure the whole business doesn't come crumbling down."

"It's not only, Seonghwa. Imagine having Hongjoong in Han's position."

"Yeah, no. That motherfucker would come from the underworld as soon as he reached it because I would bring him back just to kill him off again for dying on me. Then of course I'd probably kill myself as well because without him I don't have anything to live for, but that's beside the point."