When Yugyeom woke up earlier, he wasn’t expecting to be greeted by Jinyoung’s crying voice over the phone. His friend, as what you call it, is a bit too emotional for his own good. But it was Youngjae’s name that made him realize that his friend is crying because something bad, really bad, happened.

“What nonsense are you talking about!?” Yugyeom yells at Jinyoung as soon as he sees him on the hospital hallway. “That’s impossible, Jinyoung hyung!” the intensity of his voice isn’t wavering even though he’s only a few feet away from Jinyoung. “Youngjae hyung is not like that.”

Jinyoung stands up and wipes his tears, there is still a lot of blood on his shirt. Angry red blots of blood staining his white shirt. Yugyeom then walks faster towards his friend and hugs him. “He won’t do that, Youngjae hyung isn’t like that.” He says, this time, quieter, but a lot more pained than his yells.

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