"When you really want something, the whole universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."
-Paulo Coelho.
Yeonjun moved, after what it felt like aeons.
He dragged his legs across the white tiled floor of the hospital room.
Tears falling down, as streams.
Down his apple cheeks.
Soobin stilled. Not moving.
The only movement were the drops streaking down his eyes.
The only time Soobin saw the hospital was for his conjunctivitis.
And of course his panic attacks.
The medicine?
Yeonjun.
Yeonjun would control Soobin's breath and place his forehead on Soobin's.
"I am here." He would say.
Home.
That meant home for Soobin.
Calculation.
Yeonjun was still calculating whether to move ahead.
Should he?
He should.
He reached out.
Extended his hand towards that one person.
That one person who he ever loved.
Even more than himself.
And Soobin took his hand.
It still felt the same.
The same as last time.
Yeonjun's pink hands, slotted against Soobin's long pale fingers.
A scintilla.
A spark went through the two of them. Cutting their voices out.
Yeonjun plunged himself down one side of the bed. His other hand fisted.
Contemplating whether to draw it out and touch his face.
A face that woke him up every morning all those years.
A face that he kissed senseless.
A face that haunted him still.
His hand loosened.
It drew out.
Forward.
And it reached his cheeks.
Caressing the supple vast of the pink cheeks that he adored.
He navigating back to the lower hairline that felt oddly familiar.
And gave a soft tug.
Soobin pulled forward, meeting Yeonjun's forehead in the process.
Pause.
Them.
Only them.
Every forelorn query in Yeonjun's mind vanished.
Soobin even forgot about having seen Yeonjun with someone else.
It was them.
Just the two of them.
Soobin.
Yeonjun.
"Hyung ....", Soobin managed to croak out.
And Yeonjun broke.
He scooped Soobin in his arms.
Held him tight.
Tighter. For he was afraid that the younger would disappear if he let go.
No.
He can't let him go.
Not his Soobin.
His.
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back to you || yeonbin
General Fiction"You will come back, right?" "Yes, Soobin-ah." "Why can't you stay, hyung?"
