Walls painted all in white as if they were suffocating you. Beeps, drips, and the rush of people walking about. He lays there lifeless, not able to see what is pass the eyes. No matter who many times to reach, he isn’t able to grasp onto the color of life. Slowly, his life slithers away, but he isn’t dying. Inside he is dying. Not being able to see what he wants but has dreams of keeping life in pictures. Though every time he tries to stand up, he stumbles about. A hand helps him out, and he knows who it is. The person is somebody who he loves a lot, but can’t see him. Then because of that, he inches away from the person he loves.

“ Myungsoo-hyung, you shouldn’t try to move around so much.”

“ Sungjong, I can’t see. I can’t see your face anymore, but I can still see your face in my mind. That’s where I can only see.” Sungjong pulled Myungsoo into his arms and comforted his boyfriend.

“ Your eyes will get better. I know you will heal and you can see the world again.” Tears soaked the bandages around Myungsoo’s eyes, and Sungjong couldn’t help but cry too. He knew that Myungsoo couldn’t see him cry, and that he shouldn’t have to know. Sungjong is the one who needs to be strong for the two of them. He laid Myungsoo back down on the bed and got his backpack.

“ I have to go to school now. I will come see you after, okay?”

“ Thank you Sungjong. Hurry up and come back.” Myungsoo reached out his hand for Sunjong’s face, and Sungjong got what he wanted. He grabbed Myungsoo’s hand and placed it on his cheek.

“ I will come back as soon as possible.”

“ Take care.” Sungjong looked at Myungsoo with pity. He didn’t want to leave but he couldn’t skip school.

“ See ya.” Myungsoo waved goodbye to Sungjong, and Sungjong did the dame even though he knew Myungsoo wouldn’t be able to see it.

The sound of a door opening and closing crept onto Myungsoo’s ears. He sighed at the emptiness of the room. His hand searched for the remote that is on the table next to him, and he memorized where each button is. It’s quite obvious that the power button is at the top of the remote so he pressed it. Press after press, he finally stayed with some game show. It was his favorite because he knew from the voices. Ever since his sight disappeared after the accident, his hearing heightened. The doctor said that it’s possible that happens to cases like him. Myungsoo would laugh at the jokes and the laughter that erupted from the television. He likes the sound of the television because he has some sort of idea what is happening. When the show was ending, he turned off the television, and lay back on the bed.

The warmth of the sun hit his face, and he realized that he missed the sun very much. All he could see was black and that scared him. It’s like going outside at night without any lights to guide you. Soon the coldness of the room wrapped around him, and the sun disappeared behind the clouds. It was as if the clouds were covering the sun so it couldn’t shine it’s light upon everybody just like how Myungsoo’s sight was taken away. Myungsoo’s world was once surrounded with friends, family, and the person he loves, but now he couldn’t even see them. Also his dream to be a photographer disappeared because he realized that you need eyes to be able to take pictures.

It’s so cold in the room. I need Sungjong right now. I don’t want to be here by myself.

Sleep took over his body, but it didn’t change because whether his eyes were open or close: it was eternal darkness.

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The door was slammed shut right when it was opened. He breathed deeply and calmly. There was a big smile across his face, and he had to place his and over his chest to calm down his heart. He didn’t know where he was, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was some peace, but was that so hard to ask for? He proceeded into the room, and noticed how cold it was. His eyes scanned all over and didn’t like how it was so bland and white. White isn’t his favorite color because, well, he just doesn’t like it. It’s his first time being in somebody else room, but he didn’t care. That’s how is personality is and that only troubles everyone else. Slowly, but surely, he makes his way to the bed. The bed stirs as he gets closer, and then he stops in his steps. He leans in a bit to see who the person is, but he couldn’t see who it was. Erratic heartbeats with each step, breath shortens, and he has to brace himself for what he is going to see. A gentle, warm wind dances into the room and blows off the covers of the boy on the bed. He stops in his steps once again only because the beauty of the other person takes his breath away.

Who is he? I have never seen him before.

The boy on the bed wakes up from his slumber, but that is when the other boy realizes that there are bandages around his eyes.

“ Who is there? Sungjong is that you?” One step closer.

“ No, I’m not Sungjong.”

“ Then who are you?” One more step.

“ I’m…” He thinks about it for a few seconds.

“ Yes?”

“ I’m your nurse that will take care of you for a while.”

“ Nurse? From your voice, you sound like a male? So you are a male nurse then?” I was about to nod my head, but then I stopped myself from doing it. The reason why was because the other boy wouldn’t see it.

“ Yeah, I’m a male nurse. What is your name?”

“ Don’t you already know it?... Haha! I’m just kidding! My name is Kim Myungsoo. I’m 17 years old. How about you?”

“ My name is Lee Sungyeol and I’m 20 years old.”

“ That means you are my hyung! You don’t mind if I call you Sungyeol-hyung do you?” Sungyeol patted his head and smiled.

“ Sure! You can call me hyung!” A smile graced upon Myungsoo’s lips, and Sungyeol’s breath was taken away once again. A breeze flew into the room and caused Myungsoo to shiver. Sungyeol saw that and went to close the window, but before he did, Myungsoo stopped him.

“ Wait! Don’t close it! Please don’t close it…” Sungyeol backed away from the window and went back to the bed. Carefully, he sat down on the bed, and Myungsoo didn’t mind. He felt like he could trust Sungyeol even though they just met.

“ Sungyeol-hyung, do you need to take any tests?”

“ H-Huh? Oh, no, I’m just a nurse that helps with a patient’s boredom.”

“ A patient’s boredom? Really? Never heard that before.”

“ Of course you haven’t! I’m nurse that makes a patient’s life more fun in the hospital!” All of a sudden a dead silence overwhelmed the room, and Sungyeol thought he said something wrong.

“ Myung-“

“ Sungyeol-hyung, can you grab my camera that is hanging in the closet.” It was more of a demand than a question though Sungyeol did comply.

“ Yeah sure.” Sungyeol went to the closet to get the camera and brought it to Myungsoo. He took Myungsoo’s hand and handed him the camera.

“ Thank you. Actually, I want to take a picture with you. I want to take pictures of people who have helped me while I’m here. Come closer.” Sungyeol sat next to him and he could feel his hand look for my shoulder. To save him the trouble, he brought his hand to my shoulder, and he pulled me in. Sungyeol helped him with the camera and brought it towards the ceiling. Sungyeol watched Myungsoo as his finger looked for the camera button and he couldn’t help but notice how beautiful his whole hand is. The sight of such a hand took his mind away for a second until it was brought back to the real world.

“ Sungyeol-hyung, are you ready?”

“ Yep! More ready than ever!”

“ Ok… 1… 2… 3… say cheese!”

Sungyeol and Myungsoo smiled with big smiles, and the camera took the first picture of them. Together they brought the camera back down onto the bed, and Myungsoo nudged it towards him.

“ I want you to look at the photo and tell me how it looks like.”

“ Okay…” Sungyeol carefully took Myungsoo’s camera not wanting to break it. He pressed the button that would show him the pictures that have been taken, and up popped the photo they took together.

“ Hyung, how does it look like?”  A big smile danced upon Sungyeol’s lips, and he couldn’t help but laugh a little bit.

“ We look really happy.”

“ We do?”

“Yeah, we do.”

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A week passed by like bustling cars in the city. Sungyeol came to Myungsoo’s room and made sure that he was never bored. They played games, watch t.v. with laughter, and Sungyeol would go out and buy fast food for them. Even though it is prohibited from doing so, but Myungsoo wanted some real food than the disgusting hospital food. Sungyeol agreed with him, and Myungsoo was confused as to how Sungyeol would know.

Sungyeol once again went to go get some food for them, and Myungsoo watched t.v. while he was away. There wasn’t anything good on so he just kept on flipping through the channels. As he flipped through the channels, his mind went back to his family, friends, and Sungjong. Sungjong has only visited him once this whole week, but he called him saying the reason why was because he had a project for school. Being the kind boyfriend he is, Myungsoo let Sungjong go this once. The sight of seeing his friends together and the smiling faces of his family made him depressed. Everyday he wanted to see them, but he couldn’t. Sight was taken away from him, but he got nothing in return. Just like how a flower wilts away, that happened to him. The beauty of a flower disappears just like how his sight was taken away from him.

“ Myungsoo! I got- Myungsoo, why are you crying!?” Tears were falling down like a waterfall, and this time the bandages weren’t there to catch them. They were taken off a two days of ago, and Myungsoo felt without them.

“ Tell me why you are crying.” Myungsoo shook his head. He didn’t want to burden Sungyeol by letting out his feelings at him.

“ Listen to your hyung and tell me why you are crying. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.” Sungyeol sat down next to Myungsoo and brought his hands to Myungsoo’s face. His hands were cold on Myungsoo’s hot cheeks, and it somewhat calmed him down. Thumbs brushed away the remaining tears, and Sungyeol gently pulled Myungsoo into a hug.

“ Sungyeol-hyung…”

“ Shh, you don’t have to tell me now. I can wait.”

“ Thank you.”

“ How about we eat now?” Sungyeol unwrapped his arms from Myungsoo and went to grab the bag of food. One by one he took out chips, candy, sweets, soda, and Myungsoo’s favorite: black licorice. The first thing that was opened was the black licorice, and the first one was handed to Myungsoo first.

“ Thank you Sungyeol-hyung!”

Anything for you.

All of a sudden Sungyeol coughed up a storm, and he had to cover his mouth to cover how loud it was. Slowly he pulled his hand away and grimaced. The feeling of sadness rushed throughout his body.

“ Sungyeol-hyung are you okay?” Sungyeol smiled despite Myungsoo not being able to see it.

“ I’m okay, I’m okay.” Over and over again he told that to himself in his head. Seconds, minutes, and hours passed before Sungyeol had to leave. He didn’t want to leave Myungsoo by himself, but he had to go or else he would get into trouble.

“ See you tomorrow Sungyeol-hyung!” Sungyeol didn’t wave goodbye but instead hugged Myungsoo.

“ See you tomorrow.”

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Another week passes by without them knowing it. The sun brightened up Myungsoo’s room as the two of them were sitting in there. They were sitting on the couch, and Myungsoo was holding onto a book. The feel of a book in his hands felt wonderful, but he knew the words could never be seen. Words would never pop out like how the sun would peek behind the curtains early in the morning.

“ Sungyeol-hyung, can you read this book to me?” Sungyeol took the book from Myungsoo’s grasp and scanned through the book.

“ Myungsoo, you do know the book you want me to read is Twilight right?” Blush like the color of a rose appeared on Myungsoo’s cheeks. Let’s just say he was embarrassed as heck.

“ I know! Sungjong was the one who brought me this book hoping that a nurse would read this book to him!”

“ Sure. If you say so, you Twilight fan.”

“ I’m not a Twilight fan! Now just hurry up and read the god damn book!” Sungyeol hit Myungsoo’s head with the book, but lightly.

 “ Yah! Don’t swear!”

“ Tch. Whatever! Hurry up and read!”

The book opened to the first page as Sungyeol began to tell the story. Word by word, he put all his feelings into it, and he could feel himself get into the story. Gasps were let out, sweet claps, and other random things that could come out of their mouths. When they got to chapter five, light snores could be heard. Slowly, Sungyeol turned his head around to have the younger one asleep on his shoulder. The older placed the book on the sofa, and wrapped the blanket around them. Step by step, Sungyeol laid his head on Myungsoo’s head, closed his eyes, and let the sound of Myungsoo’s snores and birds chirping take him to a different world.

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Three hours later…

Myungsoo’s eyes fluttered open, but he knew there was no point to open his eyes. If he couldn’t see then there was no point to open his eyes. Yet, deep in his heart he knew he opened his eyes hoping for a miracle to happen. Though nothing came ever single time.

He realized that there was something lying on his head, but he didn’t move. Instead he took his hand and let it wander. First it touched his chest, long neck, defined jawline, chubby cheeks, nose, and then the lips. His hand lingered at Sungyeol’s lips than it should be, but curiosity got the better of him.

So this is how Sungyeol-hyung’s face feels like. Chubby cheeks, long face, and plump lips.

A faint image of Sungyeol warped in Myungsoo’s head, and he couldn’t help but smile. Happiness took over because he had some sort of image of Sungyeol. A warm breeze danced its way into the room once again, and it brought warmth to Myungsoo’s heart. It was as if it was whispering to him.

“ Myungsoo, you’re awake? Why didn’t you wake me up?” Myungsoo immediately pulled is hand away. A faint blush crept onto his cheeks, and Sungyeol couldn’t help but smile at him. Sungyeol grabbed Myungsoo’s hand and brought it back to his face.

“ These are my eyes,” He brought Myungsoo’s hand to his eyes.

“ This is my mouth,” He brought it his nose.

“ These are my cheeks,” He brought it to both his cheeks touching each cheek once.

“ And these are my lips.” Sungyeol brought Myungsoo’s hand to his lips, and let it linger there.

“ Sungyeol-hyung…” Tears fell down Sungyeol’s face, and Myungsoo could feel them touch his fingertips. Myungsoo brought out his other hand and wiped away the tears. He didn’t know why Sungyeol was crying, but he knew he was in pain because of that. All this time it has been Sungyeol who has comforted him, and not the other way around. Myungsoo wanted to be there for Sungyeol, but what can he do if he is blind.

“ Sungyeol-hyung, why are you crying?” Sungyeol shook his head.

“ Please tell me. Tell me why you are crying.”

“ I’m not crying. I’m not crying.” Myungsoo sighed at Sungyeol’s stubbornness and gave up. If he didn’t want to tell him, then he won’t ask Sungyeol any further. This time Myungsoo wrapped his arms around Sungyeol and pulled him to his chest. He rubbed circles on his back and kissed his forehead. Once Myungsoo felt Sungyeol’s body calm down, he unwrapped his arms from him. Sungyeol pulled his face from Myungsoo’s chest and smiled at him despite his red eyes.

“ Thank you.”

“ You’re welcome. Sungyeol-hyung, when you are comfortable enough, can you tell me why you were crying?”

“ Yeah I will tell you.”

“ Okay, sounds good to me.” The sofa creaked as Sungyeol was about to get off the sofa. A hand stopped him from leaving, though. Sungyeol turned around to see Myungsoo holding onto his hand.

“ Myungoo, what is it?”

“ Please, don’t leave. Stay with me for tonight.” Sungyeol couldn’t just say no to him so he stayed.

“ Okay, let me put you on the bed then.” Sungyeol grabbed Myungsoo’s arm and put it around his neck while his he lifted him. He carefully put Myungsoo on the bed, and laid down next to him. Then he pulled the blankets over them and wrapped his arms around Myungsoo’s body.

“ Goodnight Myungsoo.”

“ Goodnight Sungyeol-hyung.”