Can we ? | JJP ✔

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Jinyoung slowly opening his eyes as the final touch of a warm damp cloth made a contact with his forehead. Several feel of pain started to make an announcement that they were there in his body.

Blinking his eyes to adjust the light, Jinyoung felt like he was asleep for a long time and that he was in a really bad dream. Worse, it felt like he actually took part in it.

"Jinyoung," this voice. It was there in the dream. It sounded a little bit different but he was sure he needed the person who owned this. He felt like he needed him.

Jinyoung moved his head, his neck felt so stiff, he could feel a slight pain over there, but he managed to tilt his head to the right side.

And there he is.

The one he really needed when he was in the horrible dream. The one who was not there at first but came to hug him to sleep until he forgot all his pain although it might just temporary. The one he wished was there since the beginning.

"J-Jaebum?" He searched for the eyes. His hand tried to reach him by lifting it up a little bit. He felt another pain on his wrist and he stopped his hand to go further for touching the person sitting next to it.

"Hey.. you're awake" he noticed Jinyoung's hand was trying to reach for him, and he willingly put his palm under the other's palm to share his warmth. Jaebum took it and put his other palm on top of it. He held the cold hand sincerely as he rubbed his thumb against the skin.

"I had- I had a really bad dream" the eyes started to get blurry but didn't give up to look at the person holding his hand; to focus on the bit of light reflected from them. "I was looking for you but you weren't there" one drop of tear came out from the corner of his eye and fell to the soft cushion. "You weren't there" he started to cry.

Jaebum felt really guilty. It pierced through his heart. He indeed regreted why he spent another fifteen minutes in that heavenly cafe meanwhile the person lying in front of him was fighting between life and death by his own.

"It- it wasn't a dream, Jinyoung. I'm sorry" he carefully informed.

There were no sign of shock. "I know..." he sobbed. "It felt so real. Too real to be just a dream"

The flashback occured. The heartbreaking visual appeared in Jaebum's currently unstable mind.. the way he witnessed him crying on the floor with his hand tied together, in his worst condition, raped by his friend- was indeed a really painful memory for Jaebum himself.

"I'm sorry" he lifted the hand in his hold to come near to his lips and planted a soft kiss on it. "I'm sorry, Jinyoung" 

He appologized as if those words would never stop coming out of his mouth.

"No, I'm the one who's sorry. I'm so weak and couldn't defend myself. I'm just bothering you. I'm just a burden for you-"

"Oh shut up. You're not a burden"

Jinyoung felt so useless. Why couldn't he defend himself from that guy? Why was he so weak? "Don't cry. Don't cry" Jaebum stroke his hair, in an attempt to soothe the younger.

"I'm sorry"

"No, stop saying that, Jinyoung" Jaebum leaned his body towards him. "I'll go take your breakfast and when I get back here, I don't want to see those tears and hear anything about you feeling useless. Cause you're not. You hear me?"

Jinyoung looked at his face, examining his used to be stern and stiff facial expression suddenly softened and it looked so warm and assuring. He nodded his head. He would never imagine looking at his husband's face this close without him being furious on whatever he did that annoys him.