A/N: Hi, my friends! Merry Christmas! Here is a present for you :-*

He quietly opens the door separating his room from Ryeowook’s one, and carefully comes to his bed. The room is dark. Just the moon lights it up now and then when it glances out of dense clouds. He cannot even see Wookie’s tiny body curled up in a ball almost vanishing under the blanket. He comes a little bit closer, kneeling next to the bed, looking at boy’s sleeping face. His heart contracts in pain when he notices dry traces of tears on his cheeks. He hardly resists his hair as he used to do before. Wookie is frowning in his sleep and there are traces of pain and fear in his expression. Yesung is feeling remorse. He regrets he left him alone. He must have felt so lonely and scared. He regrets he didn’t come back in the moment when the first raindrops touched the ground. He regrets he didn’t hug him and sing his lullaby, his hair, place kisses on his forehead and whisper soft words... He longs for being with him so much. He needs him. Without him...he feels so empty. He feels as he lost a part of himself. He did not even notice when his own hand moved but suddenly his palm is Wookie’s face, caressing his skin, his fingers are playing with his hair. He can feel the boy shivers but he does not wake up. However, his face relaxes. The fear disappears and everything he can see now is peace. The boy purrs contentedly, pressing his cheek against Yesung’s warm palm. His lips curved into a tiny smile and Yesung just has to smile too. Suddenly he feels so nice... He feels as the ton of stones fell down of his chest. It was weighing him down many long days... Long days he was avoiding the boy. He misses him so much...

He stays there long, looking at his face. He cannot stop thinking about it... Why did it end up like this? Why was Wookie the one who had to suffer so much? What would happen if he met him in other circumstances? If Wookie wasn’t kidnapped and if he was usual crazy teenager... Would they understand each other? Would they even meet each other?  And would he ever love him so much as he does now? Maybe... Or maybe not. He cannot say what would be. However, maybe it would be easier. Everything would be easier.

He stands up, it is time to go. He cannot spend night by watching Wookie, although he would be able to do it.

“Sungie...”

Quiet whispering of his name makes him freeze. Has he woken him up? He doesn’t move for a long while, focusing on the sleeping boy but it seems he is still asleep. He wonders – what is the boy dreaming about? Does he dream about him, calling his name? He cannot look away again, his legs move on their own, he comes back to the boy’s bed, kneeling there again and he just does not have enough strength to stop them. His heart is stronger than his will. His heart needs to be close to the boy who means more than his own life to him. His whole body stops obeying him. He does not control his head which is bending down to Wookie. He does not control his lips which find lips on the younger boy. They flatten against them, softly, tenderly; even the touch of butterfly’s wings is not as gentle as this kiss. He should not do it, he knows it, but... He cannot leave these tempting lips. He kisses him softly, sensing Wookie’s calm breath on his face and feeling sweet taste of Wookie’s delicate full lips. At the moment the picture of Wookie’s scared face, picture of his frightened eyes appears in his mind. He pulls away immediately. What is he doing?! He cannot do something like this! He stands up quickly, leaving Wookie’s room. He closes the door, desperately. He leans against the wall, sliding down. He can still feel Wookie’s taste on his lips. He would love to come back. He would grab him in his arms and kiss his lips until they would be red and swollen... Damn! He clenches his hair with his fingers, trying to get rid of all those thoughts. He mustn’t think this way. He just mustn’t...

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Wookie shifts his weight, looking doubtfully at Yesung who has not noticed him yet. He is too lost in his work, thinking about Monday’s court. He is not sure what to say in defense of Mrs. Kim, how much he can say about her privacy, what he can use against her husband... He is not sure how many jurors or even the judge will be bribed. He knows he will not avoid it. Today’s world is just corrupt.

He sighs quietly, playing with glasses on his nose. Wookie standing at the door is completely overlooked – as he actually was last few days. He is just standing there quietly, thinking if he should turn Yesung’s attention to himself in some way or just wait. He does not know what to do. Yesung’s lack of interest hurts him, he does not understand it. Has he really stopped liking him? Has Ryeowook done something to make him angry? Does not he want him anymore? But... He said... He was smiling... What’s wrong? Why? Why does not he want him? His soul is screaming, it yells, it wants Yesung to hear how much it hurts. Don’t you hear it, Yesung? Don’t you hear the pain? Don’t you see it? Yesung! Yesungie...

“Sungie...”

He does not even realize he said it aloud before he meets pair of deep brown eyes. And he can feel tears filling his eyes when he does not find any flash of tenderness in that look which used to be there before. Why is it like this?

Ryeowook’s voice surprises Yesung, he did not even notice when he came. However, when he sees the fear in his eyes, hatred burst into flames in his heart again. He hates himself so much. He hates himself for hurting his fragile soul.

“What happened, Wookie?” he asks too gruffly, regretting his tone immediately. He tries to smile but Wookie cannot notice it, because his eyes have already found the floor. He bites his lips - what should he say? What did he want to say? Why did he leave his room at all? Yesung does not want to see him, does he? That’s why he was avoiding him...

“Can I stay here with you?” he can hear his own voice and he wants to bite his tongue. Actually... He even does not want to stay here. He cannot stand Yesung’s reserved attitude, the coldness in his eyes, unconcern... He misses his Yesung so much who used to smile at him, who used to look at him with care and love, who used to him when he was unhappy and when he was scared during the storm... Where did the man, who promised him to never leave him, disappear?!

Yesung is sure he misheard. Does Wookie really want to stay here? With him? He should not be here. He should be as far from him as it is possible. He does not want to hurt him. And he knows if Wookie is nearby him, he will not be able to resist. He cannot withstand the desire to touch him, him...kiss him... However, he also cannot say “no” to this beautiful creature.

“Of course,” he answers simply, looking at his laptop again. Ryeowook swallows quietly, hesitating. Would not be better to leave? Can he stand being in the same room with this Yesung? Before he can decide, his body takes a step on its own. He comes to the sofa slowly, sitting next to Yesung. He puts his feet there too, hugging his knees. He leans his chin against them, staring into space in front of him. Tears are filling his eyes again. Every time he sat like this before... It did not matter what Yesung was doing, he stopped, hugging Wookie, his hair, talking to him... But now, he does not even look at him... His body starts to shiver, trying to fight back sobs. He does not want to disturb Yesung’s work, he does not want him to send him away... He wants to be with him, despite the fact it hurts...

Yesung suddenly cannot focus on his work. He is just staring at the screen of laptop, trying not to think about Wookie sitting right next to him. He would like to grab him in his arms so much... No, he cannot think about him. Not in this way. He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to focus on his work again. And he is actually successful for short while. But it is end of all when he suddenly hears a quiet sob. It makes him lift his head, looking at Ryeowook. The look at his tearful face and trembling body hurts him more than anything else.

“Wookie?” he whispers quietly. What happened? Why does he cry? Does something hurt him? Wookie!

“Wookie, what happened?”

His whole self-control he was trying to keep is suddenly gone. He puts his laptop away, turning to the crying boy. He presses his shoulders, making him look in his eyes. Ryeowook’s ones are full of tears and his face is marked by painful grimace. Yesung does not understand, he does not know what is going on, he has no idea... And then Wookie’s eyes finally find his own ones and his lips move.

“Why?”