"Seokjin! Seokjin, wake up." By now, Namjoon was shouting his name out loud, but he wasn't receiving any signals of life coming from the older man.
"No, this can't be happening. This isn't happening!" He thought in misbelief.
"Namjoon, what's wrong? Where's Seokjin?"
"He won't wake up! Seokjin! Hey, Seokjin!" Namjoon continued to call out Seokjin's name, alongside Hyunseok.
They immediately brought him inside of the house, resting his body on his bed. Namjoon was beyond nervous.
"I'm calling an ambulance-"
"No, don't." Hyunseok stopped him before he could even reach for his phone, making him feel confused. When the older man quietly approached him, he held out a paper.
"The doctor had told Seokjin that he'll be feeling dizzy as well as headaches often, until his vision clears up. The cause of him fainting was most likely his vertigo acting up.." He slumped down on a couch, feeling exhausted and mentally drained.
Namjoon, however, he didn't sit down for a second. He silently tippy toed towards Seokjin's bedroom and went to check up on him to see how the man was doing.
When he walked in, the room felt cold. The first thing Namjoon noticed was Seokjin's uncovered body, lying on the bed, shivering. Since the man was asleep, Namjoon didn't want to wake him up by throwing a heavy quilt over his body, so he quickly took his own
jacket off and glided it over Seokjin's body to cover up his petite frame.
"Don't." Namjoon was startled by his voice. He noticed that the man was squeezing his eyes tightly, in his sleep. And how he kept on clenching his jaw, while gripping the bedsheets. This all came to a stop the moment Namjoon placed his jacket over Seokjin.
Namjoon saw the way the man's body sunk, relieving the tension he was in, as soon as he had placed his jacket over him.
He didn't want to disturb him, but the way he was sleeping wasn't helping Namjoon cope
with his sadness.
"Seokjin, your closed eyes look so peaceful while you're asleep... What more do I wish that the moment you open them, your vision would be back to normal, just like yesterday."
Namjoon closed the door behind him, slowly exiting the room to let his lover rest.
He couldn't imagine how tired he must feel, especially since he had barely gotten the rest he needed last night. Now with the dizziness in his body and darkness within his vision, Seokjin was exhausted.
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As Namjoon left the room, leaving Seokjin to sleep, he heard a slight noise coming from within the bedroom, but he decided to ignore it. The man didn't want to make noise by entering the room again, fearing he might awaken Seokjin's sleep and potentially taking his slumber away from him.
What Namjoon didn't know, was that Seokjin wasn't having a peaceful rest at all. On the contrary; He was going through a lot in his sleep. The mixture of dreams he was having were giving him heart palpitations.
"Namjoon?" He woke up, calling out Namjoon's name. His dizziness was gone, and he felt
oddly rested. His eyes weren't heavily weighing on him anymore, making it easier for him to walk without tipping over.
The first thing he felt when his body was waking up from his odd slumber, was his heart beating fast from the dreams he just had. As he walked into the unknown, touching every
item around him while trying to find a door to exit wherever he was in, Seokjin managed to leave the room.
As soon as he found relief when he was out of the darkness, his stress returned when his eyes began burning up. A thick liquid substance was pouring out of them, but he was unsure what it was.
"Namjoon! Hyunseok! Where are you?" He pouted, calling out to the last two people he saw before fainting. The further he walked, the better he felt.
Out of nowhere, a light burst down a long hallway, illuminating the way for Seokjin to peacefully walk towards it. As the light increased, so did his curiosity.
The man quietly wandered around the unknown place, breathing heavier and heavier as he realized that his vision had finally returned.
"It's back!! Hyunseok! Namjoon! I can see again!!" Seokjin felt like crying tears of joy when he found out he could see again. But when he began to cry, his tears weren't normal
as they should have been.
The regular crystal clear liquid that comes out of every human being's eyes whenever they cry, was dripping out of Seokjin's eyes, but in the form of a crimson red, almost black liquid substance.
He wondered what was coming out of his eyes, then he noticed Namjoon was standing a few inches away, facing backwards. Seokjin was overwhelmed to tell the man everything.
"Namjoon!! Namjoon, I can see again! I can see!!" His overly excited body caused him to scream out of pure joy and happiness as he ran towards Namjoon with shimmery eyes, daggered at the man from far away.
The closer he got towards him, the happier he felt. When his body finally felt his warmth again, Seokjin was lost in the man's arms, all he could breathe was a familiar scent.
His strong and addictive cologne.
"You smell so good. Why, look at me! Come on, handsome!" He smiled, nuzzling his head into Namjoon's chest.
When he felt a pair of hands hold onto his wrists, Seokjin smiled and looked up to his lover... But his smile faded away when he noticed blood was dripping onto his face.
The blood was coming from Namjoon's face, staining Seokjin's cheeks. He attempted to free himself from his grip, but the younger held onto him tightly, while humming loudly.
His hums frightened him.
"Namjoon!? What happened to you!" He froze, now staring at two gaping holes in Namjoon's eye sockets. The man's eyes were gone, leaving nothing but a pair of bleeding caves within him that showed nothing but a dark, hallow head that was gushing out with crimson red blood.
Namjoon continued to hum, becoming aggressive with Seokjin as he violently shook his body.
Seokjin attempted to release himself from his tight grip, and ended up pushing the man so hard, chunks of red blood clots fell onto the black, white floor.
The older ran away, screaming, until he hit his head against something rough.
A mirror.
He slowly tilted his head upwards and looked into the clear mirror, staring at himself.
His eyes were also nothing but two big bloodshot, gaping holes, that were dripping out with blood.
"Is this... Me?"
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