Chapter 23 | If

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After taking a day or two just to be with Kyungsoo, I went back to working in the art room. Surprisingly enough, it didn't feel weird to sit back down on that stool in front of that easel after what felt like so long. It didn't feel weird to pick up that pencil or that brush. It felt perfectly natural, just like it always had. 

I can't tell you how I managed to do it, but in a matter of a day and a half, I drew three new pictures, all of which depicted Kyungsoo and me in some way, shape, or form. One was cute and bordering on the whimsical side, but the remaining two were more sophisticated and serious. To me, at least, all three showed off what having Cancer and Love at the same time felt like; sometimes it was harmonious and sometimes it was daunting.

On the day I was finishing up the last of the triplets, Kyungsoo was in there with me, writing in his journal, in some miraculous way, without vision. "Hyung," I said, taking the pencil away from the paper and resting my arm in my lap.

He stopped writing and looked at me. "What? Is something happening?" he said.

"Yeah," I said, turning toward him more with a faint grin on my face, "I'm witnessing a blind man writing." As his shoulders sank down, a smile stretched across his face. "How are you even doing that?" I asked.

"Remember when I told you about how I tried to live the life of a blind person when I was first diagnosed?" he said, earning a nod and affirmative hum from me in response. "Well, writing was one of those things I tried to do without sight. It was hard at first and most of it ended up looking like some sort of alien language, but after some time I got the hang of it." He laughed a little. "It was actually the only thing I was able to do well without seeing. I haven't done it in a while, though, so I'm even surprised that I can."

I smiled at him. "You are one fascinating human being," I said, soliciting a bright and animated laugh from him.

"Are you finished yet?" he asked, closing his journal and setting it on his stool before walking over to me.

"Almost," I said, turning back to my drawing. I lifted up my pencil and added a few more strokes of graphite in a few places.

"I wish you could see it. I'm dying to know what you think," I said after backing away my pencil again.

"Well, scoot over and let me see," he said and I looked up at him with confusion. But I did as he said anyhow, interested to see what he would do next to amaze me. He raised his hands to the paper and ran his fingers over the whole thing and then in certain regions as if to get an idea of where the drawing started and ended. He continued to graze his fingers over the grey areas and eventually, a smile appeared on his lips. "I like it," he said to me, smiling wider. I didn't say anything in reply right away because I was so in awe of how it was possible for him to be a real person. "Can I see the other ones?" he asked.

"Y-Yeah," I said, stuttering a bit and slowly making my way over to the wall where I had stacked the other drawings. The canvases were light, so I was able to pick both of them up at once and carry them over to him.

He repeated the same actions on both and then moved away from them. "This one is my favorite," he said, pointing to the one that had the smiles drawn on our faces. I smiled faintly and stood beside him. "What are you planning to do with all of these?" he inquired after a second or so.

"I don't know honestly," I said as I looked back at the three as well all the others just hanging out against that wall. "I don't know what I can do with them."

"You could put them in a gallery," he said as my head turned toward him. "You know, put that big, expensive building I got you to use. That'd be nice." I laughed at that, shaking my head a little as I did so. "But seriously, people would love to see these, Jongin. Even if they don't know who or what they're of, your paintings are amazing and it'd be a shame to keep them hidden from the world." I sighed and stared at them for a bit longer.

"Maybe one day," I said with my eyes still on them. And, unfortunately for me, that one day would come sooner than I could have ever imagined. But I won't get to that part yet.

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Ever wonder what it would be like to have sex with a blind person? No? Well, that's too bad because I'm going to tell you what it's like anyway. It's actually, in my opinion, a lot more stimulating than sex with a seeing person. You see, since one person involved has no sense of vision, there's a lot more physical touching and feeling that's involved, which I think is a perk rather than a turn-off. I mean, isn't the whole purpose of sexual intercourse to be closer to someone physically? Then why should something as meaningless as sight affect someone's experience with it?

Kyungsoo was hesitant at first, which I could only conclude was a direct result of his decrease in self-esteem after his operation, but after a few feathery kisses and lame attempts at aeygo, he agreed. I made sure to take my time with him and make him feel exactly how I saw him: beautiful.

I was still a bit breathless after it ended, as was he, and I laid down next to him on his bed. "So," he said just as he was beginning to regain his breath, "tell me, how was your first time with a blind person?"

I laughed at that a little before answering. "It wasn't too shabby," I said, making him laugh, too. "How was your first time as a blind person?"

"Not too bad," he said as he nodded, clearly being playful. "The pace was a bit too slow for my liking, but I can't complain."

"Yah," I said, nudging him lightly as we laughed together. After our laughter faded and died out, evaporating somewhere in the atmosphere, we both let out a faint gust of air. "Hyung," I started to say before he cut me off from speaking with his voice.

"Don't say it," he said. I looked at him and blinked a couple of times. "I don't want you to say it."

"I know," I said somberly, turning away for a second. "But you know if I would say it, I'd mean it."

He smiled and nodded his head. "I know you would," he said. "And you know if I could say it, I'd mean it, too."

I smiled. "Yeah, hyung," I said, "I know you would."

A/N

It's not getting too angsty yet, but we're definitely getting there. I didn't want to hit you guys with it all at once, especially after that cute ending in the previous chapter. I'm still thinking about if I want to have one more sort of romantic thing happen and then have the angst or vice versa, but I think the way I'm envisioning it now, the angst will probably come first, so prepared for that. Like I said, I'll try not to make it too bad at first, but it will digress eventually before the ending :)

Thank you for reading this chapter! I'll be back on Monday with another one, so stick around! ^.^ <3

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