War Of Words | A dokyu fanfic

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Hyunsuk lifted doyoung's head and placed it on his lap. He shook doyoung's face.

Hyunsuk: doyoung! Doyoung-ah!

Yedam: sprinkle water on him!

Doyoung flinched but all he did was groan. He didnt have the energy to do more.

Jeongwoo and jaehyuk entered the room after calling the staff.

Staff: let's take him to the hospital.

Jihoon carried doyoung to the car and went along with hyunsuk to the hospital first. The others gathered in the other van and followed close by.

Soon enough they reached the hospital.

Doctor: don't worry he'll be fine. He was suffering from too much anxiety and emotional stress. Let him rest for now.

The members all had sad expressions on their faces. Hyunsuk glared at junkyu, as if holding him partly responsible by making things worse.
Junkyu didnt look up. His head hung low. It hung low of guilt and sorrow. Jihoon noticed and put his hand on hyunsu shoulder, shaking his head as if to say "now is not the time".

The rest of them left the hospital room doyoung was sleeping in, leaving junkyu alone with him.

Junkyu grabbed doyoung's hand and held it in his. Tears streaked his cheeks as he slightly sobbed.

Junkyu: my cute dongsaeng. I'm sorry I treated you so bad. I never realized that I never appreciated having you by my side. But this past week has made me realise just how precious you are to me. I'm so sorry i made you like this. I love you. I really do but I dont know why I never showed it.

Jihoon: Is that the best time to say it?

Junkyu turned around to see a smirking jihoon leaning against the room door, hands crossed.

Junkyu quickly rubbed his eyes and dried his tears.

Junkyu: w-what are you doing here?

Jihoon walked past junkyu and got another chair and placed it beside doyoung's bed, opposite to where junkyu was sitting. So junkyu was on the left side if doyoung's bed and jihoon on the right. He sat down on the chair.

Jihoon: doyoung loves you. He really does. Even now. He just feels hurt.

He grabbed doyoung's right hand and held it preciously, like it was a fragile piece of glass.

Junkyu: I know. That's why I feel bad. I don't know what to do. I love him. I really do. He is my baby brother.

Jihoon softly smiled at him.

Jihoon: think of something that would really really touch his heart and would get your sincere message across to him. I wouldnt suggest suddenly being affectionate. That would seem fake.

While they were conversing, neither of them realized doyoung had already woken up and had suddenly shut his eyes to hear their conversation, when he heard his name. He felt both of his hands being held by jihoon and junkyu. He suppressed a touched smile. Junkyu and jihoon often teased doyoung together. But this was a moment that showed how they truly treasured him.