[Onew POV]

I saw Jonghyun lay Taemin on his bed. Taemin's skin was pale, horribly pale. He felt feverish as cold sweat dripped fown his head. He was mumbling to himself. 

" I....I have a family....I...am not a loner, I'm not a loner!!" The subconscious Taemin muttered, his limbs thrashing about, trying to push everyone away.

" Taemin" I called out, he didn't respond. He responded to neither of our callings.

Jonghyun was almost tearing.

" Taemin must have took Key's words really badly." Jonghyun said quietly.

I felt numb, slap me a thousand times and I'll feel nothing. I already felt guilty and sorry to the extreme point I'm numb.

" I'd like to soothe him myself for awhile. " I said, sternly.

Jonghyun nodded and surprisingly conceeded to my sort of unreasonable demand.

I pulled a chair and sat beside Taemin. I pat his cheek. It was still feverish.

" Wake up Taemin..." I said, shaking him softly.

" Wake Up...I'm sorry..." shaking Taemin slightly harder, no response still.

I looked at the motionless Taemin solemnly. Why? This is all my fault. 

Why did I care so much?
All of a sudden, I felt like craddling his head, and soothe him. Which I did.

" Taemin ah, wake up for hyung?" I said. 

His face still mixed serene with confusion and fright. But no matter what, Taemin still looked extremely beautiful, adorable and precious. But why?

The warmth in my hug and the saltiness of my tears that was streaming down my face made me realise something, and it hit me fast and sudden.

I loved Lee Taemin. I fell in love with the beauty infront of me.

My heartached for him. I loved him so, so much. This all made sense now. \

I loved him from the first sight I set on him. 

I spent the next couple of hours sitting there, patting his face. Surprisingly, Jonghyun didn't bother me. Considerng how possesive he was just days ago. Oh great, Taemin must think I'm a creepy freak for liking him right now. I'm so certain that he doesn't like me back. Who am I kidding?

I felt daring, I would do anything for Taemin to wake up now. I am a bad friend, I failed to balance my friendships. I failed.

I'm a failed man.

I placed a quick kiss on his lips. It was warm, soft and it felt like its what I need in my life. I quickly pulled away. I felt tired, and fell asleep on his cold body.