if without you || seongjoong

though it seemed impossible

they were stoic; the eyes that were staring at seonghwa's soul.

hongjoong moved from his position with a slight grunt, as he sat on the bed.

"what are you doing?" he asked again.

"joong, it wasn't–"

seonghwa was concerned at how limpy hongjoong was as he walked towards seonghwa.

he shifted the laptop to his eyes harshly, revealing the tab that seonghwa was looking at earlier. seonghwa just stared at him, seeing some pink patches bloomed on his boyfriend's cheeks.

and hongjoong remembered, that he left the laptop on the email tab, not instagram dm.

"what are you doing?" hongjoong asked again, eyes narrowed sharp.

"listen, i was just checking-"

"we have talked about this, haven't we?"

"yes. but they didn't stop, did they? hongjoong, let's report them–" seonghwa stood, hands reaching his boyfriend's shoulder–

"you really are blind, aren't you?"

seonghwa froze. his hands gave up.

"or have you gone deaf?"

seonghwa was practically scared.

"i've told you, i don't want to make it obvious," hongjoong stated, voice sore.

"but seeing you like this is stressing me out!" seonghwa pleaded.

it's true. seonghwa was stressed because he couldn't help his boyfriend–

"and i am sorry for that," hongjoong replied sharply.

no, not like that–

"i am fucking sorry, if i stressed you out. i am so sorry if i stressed you out; today, yesterday, two years ago,"

no, hongjoong it wasn't–

"and i am sorry that i couldn't fucking made it on my own," hongjoong stared as he move closer to seongwha.

hongjoong, listen–

"but please, all you need to do is just stay by my side. stay. that's it," hongjoong pleaded as he kept on moving forward, seonghwa moved back in fear.

hongjoong, your face is burn–

"please, seonghwa, stay. i can fix this. you don't have to do anything else, so you don't have to stress about it. i will fix his, just wait," hongjoong stared, eyes shaking.

hongjoong, stop. you're getting breathless–

"stay by my side and please wait just for a while. i'll figure this out–"

hongjoong was still panting as he talked, but he suddenly stopped. he took a deep breath, mouth opened ready to say his wish. sadly, his legs gave up and let the gravity pulled him. 

seonghwa caught him right on time. he shook his boyfriend's body frantically but hongjoong didn't even flinch.

he took hongjoong's phone that was on the nightstand, pressing 119 immediately.

"hello this is 119, what's your emergency?"

***

fifteen.

sixteen.

seventeen.

seonghwa unconsciously counted the drops of iv that was connected to hongjoong's body.