Cure | jaeyong

4 | Resurrection

Chapter Four - Resurrection

Jungwoo didn't hesitate to show Taeyong to Doyoung's room. He didn't see the harm in it. The newbie will soon learn how Doyoung doesn't like unwanted visits.

Taeyong has been standing outside his door, alone for nearly ten minutes. He is nervous to knock and go inside.

He is new to this place. Him and Doyoung haven't even met, yet here he is about to comfort him about the death of his boyfriend.

Taking a deep breath, the older gently raises his hand and knocks on the door three times. It swings open, no doubt by the use of Doyoung's power.

"Hey" Taeyong greets, his voice soft as he enters the room. His eyes take a few moments to adjust to the dimness of the room. The curtains are closed, sunlight fighting to make an appearance through the cracks.

The older looks around to find Doyoung seated on his bed. He is holding a photo frame in his hands.

"What do you want?" The dark haired male asks with a firm voice. Taeyong knows better then to beat around the bush.

"I wanted to share my condolences for your loss" He goes to continue but is interrupted when the other speaks.

"We has been together for two years. He was the only mortal who knew of my powers" He frowns as he recalls the information.

Taeyong continues to stand by the door, his stance slowly becoming awkward.

The dark haired male notices. He gestures to the chair at his desk and then to Taeyong. The chair immediately moves to be a few steps in front of the older.

Taeyong mutters a thanks and moved to sit before the younger.

"He had recently dyed his hair red. I called him my tomato. He told me that he didn't like the pet name but I knew he secretly loved it. Jaehyun's mind reading ability confirmed it."

"I could help" Taeyong manages to state in between Doyoung's speech. The younger looks up at him, brow raised.

"What do you mean?" He sounds highly doubtful.

"My power, whatever I think of seems to happen. I could think Taeil back to life" Taeyong sounds hopeful about the idea.

However Doyoung's expression fades into a scowl. He places the photo frame back onto the bedside table. The older is able to see the image which sits comfortably within the frame.

Doyoung stands behind Taeil, his arm wrapped around his waist while he pokes the red haired male's cheek with the other hand. Taeil smiles as he has turned his head in the embrace to gaze lovingly at the dark haired male.

"I understand you are new here Taeyong" Doyoung begins to speak, his voice soft but harsh.

"But how could you be so cruel?"

The older is confused by this statement. He pulls his hand through his pink coloured hair as he lowers his gaze to the floor.

Doyoung explains before any questions are asked.

"The power of bringing one back from the dead is a myth. No known individual has ever been able to bring someone back from the dead. It's impossible."

"I don't know the full extent of my powers yet, there is a possibility that I could bring him back to you" The older refuses to accept what the other is saying.

"I don't give a shit that you don't know about your powers properly. That doesn't excuse you lying by saying you can bring the love of my life back to me."