Forget Me Not ⎸ravn x hwanwoong

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Seoho came to the hospital early the following day. So early that the two occupants of the room were still sleeping. He tried to be as quiet as he could but by the time he was by Hwanwoong's bed, Youngjo had stirred in his sleep until he eventually woke up.

The two stared at each other for a moment, one giving a sheepish smile, the other staring blankly before recognition filled the elder's eyes. Youngjo greeted the younger as Seoho went to sit beside Youngjo. A comfortable silence filled the air briefly before Seoho spoke.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine, I guess." Seoho threw a concerned look towards the elder, knowing that Youngjo was far from being fine, given as to what he was told last night. Even as Youngjo had uttered those words, his eyes screams of hurt, of despair. But the elder had tried so hard to be strong, so Seoho had just nodded.

"Have you eaten yet?" Seoho asked. He knew that despite the situation, Youngjo was still worried for Hwanwoong, so he may have ignored his desires for food in favor of taking care of the younger. His suspicions were right for Youngjo shook his head.

"No, I haven't eaten since last night."

"Go to the cafeteria and grab some food or something. I'll watch over Hwanwoong, don't worry." Seoho said, putting his hand on top of the elder's in assurance.

Seoho heard Youngjo sigh beside him. Youngjo was reluctant to let Hwanwoong out of his sight for even a moment, but his stomach growling, echoing in the room, told him that maybe a little bit of food wouldn't be so bad. So he nodded, stood up from where he sat, sending a smile of gratitude towards Seoho, and went out of the room but not before glancing towards where Hwanwoong slept one last time.

He was on his way towards the cafeteria when he caught sight of a familiar figure entering the doors of the hospital; too busy on his phone, to notice his surroundings. Youngjo approached the figure, a smile gracing his face when the other had finally looked up.

"I brought some food. You hungry?" A deep voice asked, holding out a plastic bag filled with who knows what, but hey, it's free food.

They settled on a table that was the farthest in the cafeteria, Youngjo's eyes sparkling when he saw the food his best friend had brought. Youngjo happily dug in, thanking Geonhak for the food. 

Youngjo let out a moan in delight when he took a bite; Geonhak really was an amazing cook. He was thankful that Geonhak had brought him breakfast, his cooking is much preferable than anything the cafeteria had to offer him.

"How are you doing hyung?" Geonhak asked

"Funny how you're the second person to ask that today." Youngjo let out a dry laugh. He looked at Geonhak, hoping the other shared his humor but he was only met with a serious looking Geonhak.

"I'm fine"

"No you're not."

"Really, I'm fine." Youngjo replied, a bit annoyed. He wished the other would just let the subject go. Youngjo wasn't in the mood right now. He was fine, why can't the other see that?