Fix It.

Not everything is an explosion. Sometimes things start with the chirping of the birds and frost on the ground lending that lingering smell of spring morning and the memory of a quiet night. One moment Jaemin's mind is a solace of music he liked, books he enjoyed reading, food he wanted to eat, and plans for the days ahead. Now, there was something else there; a voice he had never heard before.

It was quiet, almost a whisper. It sounded a lot like himself if he focused on it hard enough. It was telling him that had he just paid more attention to Chenle, he would have been able to help. Maybe if Jaemin had said something back when he'd first noticed Chenle out of breath on the stairs leaving practice then he wouldn't have a time bomb strapped to his back.

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Chenle is diagnosed with cancer, and Jaemin is falling apart. In the end, both of them are dying. Jaemin cries out for help in the only way he knows how; pretending everything is okay and praying to whatever God exists that someone hears him scream while no one's home.