Maybe I'm Jealous (NEO)

Part 8- Hold Me Close

Taekwoon woke up a little after 10, he yawned and realized Hakyeon was sitting on his bed, leaning against the wall
Patiently waiting while looking at social media

Taekwoon scratched his head, "You didn't wake me up? Weren't you bored?"

Hakyeon shook his head, "It would've been rude.."

"Also you.. looked kinda cute.." He mumbled

Taekwoon slightly smiled then hid it before Hakyeon could notice

"Sooo.. I was wondering.."

Taekwoon looked up, "Yes?"

"Do you think we could have an actual sleepover?"
"Please say yes!" Hakyeon bowed, keeping his head down.

Tch, actual? You idiot, your mom already said yes

"Yeah sure" He replied casually

Inside Hakyeon was screaming but he just shrugged, containing his excitement,
"Alright yeah..cool whatever.."

Yep, he was in love.

"So it's not too late, want to eat?" He asked

Taekwoon nodded, "I'll mak--"

"I can make it!!" Hakyeon said, cutting him off

He really wanted to impress his new crush.

"I know something that'll really knock your socks off!"

Taekwoon glanced down at his bare feet, "Good luck"

"Wait is it supposed to be this black?!"

"AHH NO! It's burning!!"

Taekwoon face palmed at the table,

He can't actually cook, can he..

He looked up to see Hakyeon blowing a small fire out, then realizing his apron was catching fire

"AHH!! Ahhg um e..everything's okay Taekwoo-- AHH NO THE RICE"

Hakyeon dashed over to the rice cooker that was smoking

How do you mess up cooking with a machine?? It's like making cereal or toast. One. Button.

Taekwoon continued to face palm.

"AH! Owww" Hakyeon pulled his hand close to his face

A little mark was present on his knuckle, a burnt mark

He held it close to his mouth, blowing on it

Hakyeon looked up at Taekwoon, "Sorry, I can't cook to be honest. Wasting your time, and for burning the food and myself"

Taekwoon shook his head, "It's okay, we can just eat something simple"
He paused

"Although I'm a little more concerned with something else"

Hakyeon tilted his head, "What?"

Taekwoon got up, going into the kitchen and gently grabbing Hakyeon's hand

"Are you okay Hakyeon?"

He looked at the burnt mark, then up at Hakyeon

"When my mom was around, she would always kiss my wounds and they would heal faster"

Taekwoon pressed his lips to Hakyeon's wound

"Heal fast, Hakyeon."

Hakyeon was blushing, "Tsk, for every wound? Because lately I've been hurting all over." He joked.

Taekwoon threw a smirk, "You have more wounds?"

Hakyeon nodded, "My mother is really sick and it tears me apart to see her like that."

He sniffled.

Taekwoon saw a couple tears begin to form in Hakyeon's eyes before Hakyeon turned away

"Tsk.. S..sorry" Hakyeon pulled his hand away and wiped his eyes

Taekwoon put a hand on his shoulder, "No no it's okay"

He started to turn Hakyeon around until Hakyeon stopped him,
"No!! Wait.. Don't look at me" He hid his puffy face

Taekwoon paused, then turned him around
He hugged him tightly, Hakyeon nuzzled his face into Taekwoon's shoulder

Hakyeon sniffled, "Th..They said it'll be any day now.. My mother, she's dying.."
His voice was broken and shattered trough tears.

Tears ran down his face, he hugged Taekwoon back tightly

Hakyeon's face was buried into Taekwoon's chest

Hakyeon slowly fell to the ground, Taekwoon fell with him, holding him close