Mad (UNDERGOING EDITING)

2-Touch

My body was coated in comfort. Warmth drowning me. My mind clouded and my vision blurry.

I slowly opened my eyes letting them adjust to the dimly lit room, and the light peering in and shining to close to my eyes.

I slowly sat up, allowing a blanket to fall of my shoulders. Looking around me I saw that the room I was in was fairly plain. White walls, bed with blue and gray sheets, a dresser, and a night stand and lamp to my left.

I froze staring off into space as I listened to muffled voices out side. Was I back in the hospital, just in a different room? No, they wouldn't leave the door open if I were. But, then where am I?

"No, don't go in there." A voice said in a hushed tone.

"Why? I just wanna see what he looks like. Plus, why did you call me if you don't want my help?" Another spoke, obviously not carding if I were sleeping or not.

I stared at a spot on the floor in front of the door, not knowing whether or not to jump out the window and run. The voices stopped as one of the people made a sound of distress and the door swung open. The light from the hall blinding me.

"Oh, he's awake! Hello~" A taller  guy smiled with a wave.

"I told you not to bug him. I'm calling Minseok next time, I don't know how he deals wit you." The shorter one frowned bugging the other.

"I'm Kim Jongdae! You are?" The taller one smiled ignoring the other, which only got on his nerves.

I slowly looked up to them, the light behind them making it hard to see there faces. I squinted my eyes trying to see, fail.

"I'm kyungsoo, I found you in the park. Are you alright?" The shorter spoke. I just stood and got up, wincing at the cuts on my feet and ankles. Limping past them and looking around to find a way out.

"Hey?" Jongdae called as I found my way to the front door. One hand on knob the other on the door its self. I was a out to open it and walk out when kyungsoo jumped in front of me putting his wright on the door, trying to keep me from leaving.

"Where are you going? Its to cold for you to walk around like that, and you need to eat something!" He looked up to meet my eyes. We just looked at each other. His wide eyes locking with mine, I tried hard to look away but couldn't.

"You good dude?" Jongdae asked snapping me from my trance. I opened the door causing kyungsoo to be pushed out of the way. As I stepped out into the cold night a tingling feeling I was not use to rapped around my wrist.

"Wait!" Kyungsoo yelped. I turned looking down to my hand that was being held by kyungsoo's. My eyes widened and I yanked it away leaning agents the door frame in shock, just looking down to the area of flesh that still held tight onto the feeling of his soft skin. I bit my lip lightly as the feeling faded away.

It had been so long, years, since I felt the touch of another human. Not since I learned how to dress and feed myself, so nobody had to help me. Not long after that I was put in the hospital.

"Are you alright?" Kyungsoo stepped closer worry and concern, something never given about me, filling his expression.

"Oops, you broke him." Jongdae joked. Kyungsoo slowly took my hand again and pulled me into the house, in which my breath hitched at his touch and I obeyed.

"What's your name?" He asked closing the door and looking to me. Yet I just look down at our hands and made small gentle circles with my thumb on the back of his hand. Wavering the feeling of skin to skin contact.

"Um..." Jongdae tilted his head giving kyungsoo a look. It hit me then that I was being not of the norm, aka creepy as fuck!

I hesitantly pulling my hand away. He slowly dropped it by his side and watched as I rubbed my thumb agents the tip of my other fingers. The feeling of the touch faded away once more leaving a small pout on my lips.

"I'm guessing you don't get any physical contact?" Kyungsoo asked with a some what nervous tone. I shook my head slightly, actually you could barely talk I did anything.

"Not even from your family?" Jongdae spoke not really caring for his tone, causing it to sound exited and some what interested.

I frowned and looked to him in the corner of my eye, than off into space as I tried hard to remember my family. Nothing. Not even my mother's face.

"Let's get you something to eat and some new cloths!" Kyungsoo changed the subject. I'm happy he did, I was gonna start crying if he hadn't.