He was covered in bandages, bandages everywhere. They all had blood red patches on them, blood was seeping from underneath the bandages and running onto his skin.  Yixing was pale; all the blood had drained from his face. Wufan wanted to faint. He wanted to scream. He wanted to die. But his sight blurred, mouth became dry, and his body became stiff. Yixing.

                “Wufan? Are you…okay?” A gentle voice shook him out of shock. “Wufan… I didn’t know you were coming back so early, it…it was a surprise for you guys.”

                Wufan’s eyes refocused. On the tag coming out of one bandage. On the plastic bag with a picture of a zombie on the cover. On the bag of fake blood lying on the bed. On Yixing, the blood returning back to his face and his eyes filled with concern for Wufan.

                “Yixing. What are you doing.” Wufan whispered slowly.

                “I…it was a Halloween costume, Wufan don’t-”

                “Jump to conclusions?!” Wufan strode up to Yixing and grabbed his arm.

                “Wufan. It was a joke. I’m sorry.”

                “You scared me.” Wufan’s voice was a low whisper.

                “I’m fine.”

                Wufan’s eyes jerked up from the bandage he was taking off and met Yixings.

--------------------Yixing landed the jump, but a bit too fast. He shot out a hand to catch his fall but his ankle twisted and Yixing fell with a loud thud. He cried out in pain and everyone rushed to his assistance. They were all yelling to get the medication! but Yixing just waved them all off. It’s just my ankle! I’m fine! They all calmed down and helped him straighten out his leg and fix his ankle. But no one, not even Yixing, realized that the pool of blood coming from his palm was steadily increasing. No one noticed until he passed out in Wufan’s arms. --------------------

                Wufan dropped his eyes back to Yixing’s arm where he was slowly unwrapping the red bandage. “Yea…I know.” Yixing sighed and helped Wufan with the bandage.

                “Wufan. I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

                “Yea. I know.”

                “I didn’t expect you to freak out.”

                “Yixing. Don’t joke around about your condi-”

                “Yea- I know.” Wufan jerked his head up to meet Yixing’s eyes.

                “Do you even realize how much I worry about you? Every single day is an accident waiting to happen. The fans, me, you, any of us. We can hurt you in the smallest way possible, and you’ll be in danger. Do you understand how worried that makes me? Don’t take this lightly okay. I worry about you every. single. day. Don’t be stubborn and take this lightly. It’s not.” Wufan coughed and choked on his words “-not a joke.” Yixing removed Wufan’s hands from his arms and wrapped them around his body. Yixing in turn wrapped his around Wufan’s waist and put his chin on his chest looking up at Wufan.

                “You won’t ever hurt me okay? I feel the safest in your arms.” Wufan tightened his grasp on Yixing. “I’m your precious little strawberry remember?” Wufan sighed and buried his face in Yixing’s hair. Yixing muttered into his chest. “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”

                After quite some time Yixing pulled away from Wufan. “If I can’t be a zombie without you freaking out, what should I be for Halloween?”

                Wufan took Yixing’s hand and turned it over. He kissed the little scar on his palm.

                “Safe.”