Kyungsoo cried and cried.

Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after that when Baekhyun still hadn't come home.

They weren't stopping, they weren't ever.

"Baek please come back..." He repeated for the last couple of days.

He missed his voice, his jokes, his chuckle, his assurance.

Days went by and Kyungsoo's tears were still running.

Weeps of Baekhyuns voice, and weeps of unseen past. 

His vision though, they were getting blurry once again.

Gradually darkness was yet again coating his eyes.

He had strained them, too much to get back what he wanted.

But the fact that he was better off blind than not see Baekhyun ever, made him shun the hope of seeing the world again.

He sat on his bed.

With nothing to see, but only to hear.

Drops of water, wetted his linen.

"DO!"

Kyungsoo jolted from his seat and turned to the direction of the voice.

"Sorry to make you worry!" He breathed heavily.

"Where have you been?! I got so scared..." His voice cracked into bits and pieces.

"I'm sorry, I just had some work I had to finish-but wait, can you see me?"

Kyungsoo became confused.

The voice, it was so near so real.

Was it really Baekhyun? Alive and in front of him?

"Baek..." He stretched out his hand, but felt no one.

"Aish Do, how can you not take care of yourself? You lost them once again..."

Baekhyun wasn't there.

It was just Kyungsoo's consciousness.

Just his mind playing games on him.

"I...I don't care." Kyungsoo was still trying to feel Baekhyuns hand.

His soft, long fingers were hard to grasp, they were hard to find.

"Now how will you see the world? How will you see me?"

"I don't want to...I just want to hear your voice Baek."

"Do, you shouldn't have cried if I didn't come. You should have lived your life. Continued on without me."

"I can't..."

"I'm sorry."

"No...Don't be Baek, it's alright...I'm alright, I don't want to see, I'm fine like this. I just...I just want to hold you for once..."

Kyungsoo searching for Baekhyuns hand was to no avail. He was only moving his hands in thin air to find no one.

"I wish I could too Do."

And Kyungsoo felt his soft, long fingers wipe his fear away.

It was just a memory actually, just a sense of the past and a peek to the gone by.

"Don't you want your eyes back?" Baek asked.

"No." Kyungsoo replied unhesitatingly.

He would rather not see than not hear Baekhyuns voice ever.

Even supposing it was all in his head.

"I'm better off blind."