“It was a nightmare,” Myungsoo looked at Dongwoo with a raised brow.

That much he could tell.

“I know that hyung,” he stated with urgency in his voice, “I'm worried about his bruises! How did he get them? Why is he like that?” he motioned to the figure that was sitting lifelessly on the couch with the lights and television on, “What's going on?”

He was hurt, annoyed and he felt so guilty that he didn't know what was ailing his brother. How could he have not noticed earlier? How was Dongwoo going to notice before him when they shared a room together? He wanted to talk to Sunggyu himself but, at Dongwoo's insistence, decided not to.

“Nightmares!” the other reiterated.

When Myungsoo gave him a look, one that stated he wasn't following, Dongwoo sighed.

“I don't know how it's happening. He says he's been having nightmares for days now. He just woke up with those bruises yesterday.”

Nightmares?

“Dongwoo-hyung... you don't think that... he did it?”

“What?”

“You saw it. What if he hurt himself and thought it was a dream?”

Dongwoo thought about it for a second and it almost made sense. Almost.

“Then what about the cut? There was no way he could have done that himself...”

A/N: This was finished a LONG while ago but I just now got the go ahead to post it up.  Please do anticipate it!