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"Hey Taeyong..", the low voice of Jaehyun muttered. It was night and everyone was sound asleep in their cells (that were made as comfortable as possible). Jaehyun, however, couldn't seem to find any sleep. He was restless, but didn't know why. There was just this feeling in his tummy, making him feel nervous.

"What?", the older whispered back, clearly sleepy.

"I can't sleep", Jaehyun answered, making Taeyong groan softly. If it were to be Yuta or Doyoung, they would've told Jaehyun to shut the fuck up, because they wanted their 'beauty sleep' (as if they weren't beautiful enough already).

Taeyong wasn't like that, another reason why Jaehyun fell in love with him. Taeyong was a sweetheart who cared too much about everyone and everything.

"Why can't you sleep?", Taeyong sat up and stared at the place he thought Jaehyun would be sitting right now (the two shared a cell).

"I have this indescribable feeling in my tummy, it makes me anxious for some reason."

"Maybe it's your sixth sense, telling you something will occur or happen."

Jaehyun frowned, then what would happen? I mean- It could 't be anything with Donghyuck and his friends, the cops were doing pretty good too and NCT 127 themselves were getting better and better. Then what could possibly be the reason of his restlessness. What thing could make him toss and turn the entire night and made him feel sick? For what was his body warning him?

"Hey Taeyong..", Jaehyun once again muttered.

"Yeah?", was the answer he got.

"Are you doing okay?"

"What do you mean with that?"

"You know, are you feeling happy?", Jaehyun softly said. He just wanted to make sure his beloved Taeyong wasn't feeling any bad feelings lately. Just so that he knew the other would never leave him alone. Just some comforting words that could make him fall asleep in peace.

"I'm not really happy at the moment, but I don't feel like dying either. If that's what you meant", Taeyong stated while finally standing up and walking towards Jaehyun's bed. He then lay down in the arms of the younger boy, who was getting a little bit frightened.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"It's just that I feel guilty, about everything. I fucked my own mind and the minds of the others up. I ruined so many lives and I know I can never make things right again, the thought of that makes me want to disappear."

"Taeyong...", Jaehyun sighed softly as he caressed the older's face, "Don't", he then sternly said.

"I'm sorry.. I just can't help but think that this everything is my fault", the older breathed out as he leaned into the gentle touch of Jaehyun.

"It's not.. We're all in this together."

"Did you just quote Highschool Musical?"

"Perhaps I did."

There it was, the soft giggle and angelic smile of Lee Taeyong. Something that never failed to wake up those butterflies in his tummy. Jaehyun soon joined the giggle fit as they just laid there, in the dark, trying to muffle their laughter as the world didn't seem to be a problem anymore. Because they were together, in each other's arms.

And this mad world would never bring them down again, not as long as their hands were clasped together.