The Universe Makes Mistakes Sometimes - Replay

Yuta and Sicheng (3)

"I'm sorry this is taking so long," Sicheng mumbled, still sopping up the blood from his forehead with a cotton ball.

The emergency department of the hospital was cold to the point of being freezing, and so bright that if it wasn't for the ink-black sky outside of the window, Sicheng would've thought that it was daytime. It was if they'd been transported to an icy wasteland where there was nothing but cold, bright white everywhere.

"Don't worry about it, man. And this is my fault after all. It's like coach always says: I don't know my own strength. That's why my shots always go over," Yuta chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"It wasn't your fault, Yuta. In fact, if you hadn't pushed me, I'd probably be dead right now. Or I might've been here twenty minutes earlier in an ambulance. I kind've owe my life to you," Sicheng blushed read, accidentally letting words slip out of his mouth that should've stayed locked behind his teeth.

"Nah, dude, anyone would do it. And you wouldn't have stepped into the road if I hadn't been chasing you like a creep. Speaking of that, I was kind've meant to beat you up or something earlier,"

"Oh?" Sicheng said, barely a whisper. He wasn't sure whether to lean away to try and escape Yuta's fists or to lean in because he was so so cold and Yuta was like a ball of sunshine that had fallen to Earth.

"Yeah. But don't worry, I think I've done enough damage for the night. Why did you throw that drink at Janette anyway? Bad day? Girl troubles? If it's girl troubles I totally understand, dude, being with Janette is like having a full-time job."

Why don't you dump her then?

And it had been going so well. Well, as well as it could've gone with Sicheng bleeding from his temple and then having to wait two hours to be seen by a nurse.

And then Yuta had to mention girl troubles. Girl troubles that Sicheng would never have because he was gay. And gay for him, no less.

"Not girl troubles, no," he said firmly, shutting Yuta down completely.

For a minute or two, both of them were silent. Sicheng shivered quietly, still mopping up the steady flow of blood and Yuta let guilt slither sickly around his stomach.

Had he hit a nerve?

"S-so you play basketball?" Sicheng said suddenly, trying to exterminate the terrible awkwardness that had settled in.

Finally. Something I know about.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm on the team," Yuta beamed proudly, "And d'you know what the best thing is?"

Sicheng shook his head cutely, playing along.

Kind've like a puppy, Yuta thought in the back of his mind.

"The guns," Yuta grinned, peeling off his leather jacket to show off his bulging biceps in a tight white tee, "Wanna touch?"

Oh, God, yes.

Sicheng gulped slowly, trying to push all the fear festering in his stomach down into his feet.

Look, just do it, he thought to himself, no one's here to see you make a fool of yourself...at least no one but that receptionist over there...and anyway, even if you fuck it up really, really bad, you can just change your identity, dye your hair, and leave for Mexico.

Slowly, Sicheng raised his hand, letting the tips of his fingers drift lazily along Yuta's skin.

And for one terrible second, or an amazing second depending on how you look at it, both Yuta and Sicheng locked eyes. Sicheng felt like he could die then and there.

Suddenly-

"DONG SICHENG!" A nurse called down the hall.

The two boys leaned apart, Yuta almost falling backwards onto the floor.

"Ah, y-yes, that's, err, that's me," Sicheng said, hiding his burning cheeks in his hands as he walked over to the consultation room.

~~~

"Really, Yuta, I'm fine to go home by myself. I can just take the bus back to Ten's house and drive from there."

"No, there's no way I'm letting you do that," Yuta shook his head, crossing his arms, "You heard what that woman said, didn't you? You can't drive for a couple of days."

"Then I'll just take the bus home."

"No, no, no. The nurse said someone had to be with you all night. There's no way I'm letting you go home alone."

Sicheng sighed deeply, rubbing his cold arms, "I'm being honest when I say that I'm completely fine, Yuta. I can go home alone."

"And what if you get dizzy? What if you hit your head again and, like die, or something? What if you get murdered or kidnapped...I can't let you out of my sight until your safe. I'll have to drive you home, okay? Where d'you live?"

"Icyda Vision Crescent."

Yuta's eyes bulged. That place was all the way on the other side of town. It would take an hour to get there, easy. Not only that...wasn't Icyda Vision Crescent where all the rich kids lived? How could Yuta show up at a place like that with their neatly trimmed hedges and fountains in their gardens and marble pillars to support their six-storey mansions in his battered up Ford Fiesta.

"That's too far, dude. You'll just have to sleep over at mine."

Sicheng's whole heart leapt into his throat.

"W-what? S-sleep? Y-ou...m-me?"

"Just for one night. I can drive you back home in the morning. It might be better this way. I can monitor how your doing. Plus my Mom makes the best bacon pancakes. So it's a yes right?"

Sicheng didn't no what to say. Anything to get out it, anything. There was no way he could spend the night at Yuta's and still be sane/alive by dawn. He just needed an excuse...

I have a terrible phobia of sleepovers?

I would genuinely throw up if I had to stay with you?

I'd really love to put honey on my toes before I go to sleep, hope that won't bother you?

I'd rather swim to China than eat your Mom's bacon pancakes?

Somewhere, in the horrible mess of Sicheng's head, all the excuses got mixed together in the cesspit that was his brain, and he found himself saying:

"I would love to."

~~~

Who would everyone like Doyoung to end up with??? Cos I feel like he needs a little love 💕

Gonna add some Taewin/Yuwin angst to add a little drama (like we need more of that amirite 🙄)

Also...

🎄🎄🎄MERRY CHRISTMAS🎄🎄🎄

And a happy new year ❤️❤️❤️