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Experiment 00“Do you remember Experiment 00?” Yixing whispered to Junmyeon, laying beside the shorter man in his bed. The room was always so cold; it was a refreshing, seabreeze scent. At least, Yixing assumed that was what attacked his nose whenever he visited the older experiment.
Junmyeon shuffled, turning onto his other side to look into Yixing’s eyes. He tried to pull the sheets up, to cover himself more, but the healing man was lying on top of them. Yixing didn’t even notice the inconvenience he was causing the other. “I do,” was Junmyeon’s simple answer.
“What was he like? When he was first made?”
“We only were together for a few days until they took him to containment,” Junmyeon sighed softly. “They told me that he wasn’t stable. Something was wrong with his brain. I didn’t think anything of it because, well, I couldn’t think yet.”
Yixing hummed and buried his face into the white, limp pillow, smelling what he wanted to believe was the outside world. He always wanted to visit the ocean.
“Why do you ask? You know we aren’t supposed to speak of him.”
“I met him,” Yixing ignored Junmyeon’s gasp and proceeded with telling him about his beloved.
Junmyeon cried when Yixing finished speaking, and the taller man had to hold him in his skinny arms as he sobbed. Even Junmyeon didn’t know his origins. He didn’t know his memories were taken from him. He didn’t know he had a mother or father, or possible siblings.
Yixing realized that some things were best left unsaid. He apologized in a quiet voice and kissed the crown of Junmyeon’s head. “It’s okay,” he whispered into the damp, black locks. Junmyeon’s body was always a little wet. “I think, soon, you can meet your mom.”
im really sorry this story took an unexpected semi-hiatus. i haven't been feeling the best. i hope to add to this again soon, though!
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