It was nothing new to Hanbin seeing Jiwon with a serious expression plastered on his face, especially in their line of work. What was strange however was that Jiwon hasn’t said anything for the last half an hour, usually Jiwon would talk him through the pain as they wait for help to arrive but not one word had left the other’s lips. Hanbin watches as the other hands tremble as he applies pressure on Hanbin’s wound, eyes looking down at his blood stained hands.

“It’s okay hyung, I’m going to be fine.” Hanbin lays one of his hands on top of Jiwon’s, grabbing the other’s attention and getting the elder to finally look at him.

Jiwon slightly shakes his head slightly releasing a breathe between his quivering lips as he lets silence pass over time for a few seconds before he speaks up.

“God, Hanbin what were thinking jumping in front of me like that?”

“I can’t lose you.” He moves his hand to rest on Jiwon’s cheek slightly caressing it, “not when you are all that I have left.”

Jiwon’s shoulders tense and he looks back down at his bloody hands before he looks up at the sky. His chest constricts and his throat tightens with the sharp intake of air into his lungs. A mixture of emotions stirring at he bottom of his gut threating to come up. As much as he was trying to even out his breathing to calm himself it wasn’t working. His eyes were prickling with unshed tears blurring his vision and it getting harder to keep everything in that it all cam