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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN home.
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jaehyun stared at (m/n), then glanced at taeyong, before looking back at his little brother. the cycle continued along with the awkward silence, before he finally decided to pop the question.
"and who might this be, lil' bro?" he asked, leaning forward onto his table, eyeing taeyong.
(m/n) was taken aback, as he had no answer. luckily, taeyong was there to back him up.
"hello, i'm (m/n)'s friend. nice to meet you, doc." he said, smiling at jaehyun, who stared at him for a bit before nodding and leaning back against his chair.
the silence was back, and jaehyun stared into (m/n)'s (e/c) eyes, the same ones he has always looked into whenever he comforted the younger as they grew up.
tears formed in jaehyun's, but he held them back as he took out a folder that had (m/n)'s name on it.
"u-uh... i hate to break it to ya, lil' bro, but..." jaehyun began, biting his lip. he glanced at taeyong, who was staring at him, and felt his heartbeat quickening ever so slightly. jaehyun shook his head, ignoring him.
"i'm afraid that... your beloved big bro can't-"
"doctor (l/n)! we need you in room 119!" a nurse called right as she peaked her head into the room.
jaehyun nodded at her before looking back at (m/n), the tears forming in his eyes again. luckily, (m/n) didn't notice them.
"(m/n)... just read it, okay? and take your time. i don't have the strength to tell you myself," jaehyun said. "just know that... i really love you, okay? even if we fought a lot when we were younger."
(m/n) stared up at him, his own tears welling in his eyes. he was scared and confused, he wanted to know what his older brother meant.
seeing his expression, jaehyun looked away to avoid letting his tears escape his eyes. he made his way to the door, but before he left, he said something that made (m/n) panic even more.
"i'll... i'll see you next time, (m/n)."
closing the door behind him, jaehyun left (m/n) and taeyong alone in the quiet room. taeyong stared at (m/n), who was looking down at the folder in his lap.
"it can't be that bad, right?" the younger asked, though it was directed to himself. "hyung's just playing a prank on me. he always does."
taeyong smiled at the younger's positive thinking and ruffled his soft (h/c) hair. he didn't notice that (m/n) was actually crying. "when are you gonna open it?" he asked.
(m/n) turned to look at him with a smile. though, tears were cascading down his cheeks.
