Jiyong breathed into Seunghyun;s chest, feeling the taller male's increasing heartbeat against his ear as he shivered in happiness. He didnt realized he missed the sight of the man that much until now,the steady arms of Seunghyun  hugging the boy back lightly made him feel comforted. He didnt know why, but just looking at Seunghyun, no matter from what angle, made the littler boy feel a little spark of electricity up his spine. There was like a connection between them, he never dared to be this close to anyone else but Yongbae, because they might hurt him..like they did many years ago.

at the thought of this, memories came surging back and Jiyong shot backwards suddenly, eyes shooting wide open as he looked up at Seunghyun, a blank look of slight fear in his expression. 

"No..no Seunghyun, you can't be here...Yongbae hyung...!"

images of that day ran through his mind as he remembered his hyung's words, 'he is going to hurt you...just like them..' Jiyong wimpered and fell to his knees, backing awya towards the bed as he tried to shake off the horrible pictures of Seunghyun getting the better of him from his mind.

Seunghyun watched the young boy retreat into his bedroom, arms raised protectively as if trying to shield himself and he called Yongbae over and over again, voice getting softer by the second, turning into little sniffs. He was trembling starting to cry, and it was then,Seunghyun understood what was going on, what happened to Jiyong he needed to figure out, for Jiyong's own good. he was having a recollapse. Seunghyun stepped forward, reassuring Jiyong slowly as he raised his hands infront of him,

"Jiyong..Ji I am not going to hurt you..tell  me what happened..please."

the frightened male watched the male step forward tentitively, eyes following everystep he came. Seunghyun kept his black eyes locked onto JIyong's, calming himself as he knew that Jiyong could sense his every thought through his actions at this state. he tried to keep himself from trembling, so Jiyong wouldn't flip out and scream. He didnt want to scare the pink haired angel, but boy, did he sure wish Yongbae was here to tell him what to do...

"Hyung-HYUNG!! Hyung-you were right-right! Help me..! Help...Yongbae hyung!"

the weeping boy wailed pitifully as Seunghyun inched forward, biting his lip and quickly bending forward to bring Jiyong into his warm embrace. 

"Jiyong, Ji..hush..I'm not going to hurt you..i would never dream of ever harming you. I-I don't know what happened to you, in the past, but I'm not like them, I'll take care of you"

Seunghyun whispered softly and quickly into the hyperventilating Jiyong's ear, the soft pink curls that felt like cream silk to the touch. the young boy pressed his hands up against Seunghyun's chest, lightly trying to push him away but the older male held fast, waiting for the boy to calm down, drawing small circles on the small of his back and Jiyong soon stopped shaking, controlling his breathing as he sniffed and his bosy un tensed. 

"That's it Jiyong..relax...I'm here for you..." Seunghyun said rather boldy but to his relief, Jiyong accepted those words and babbled back in response, arms finding themselves aroung the turqoise haired boy's body as he nuzzled his face into his bubble gum hair,

"Hyunnie...I-im sorry..im sorry, tha-that Yongbae Hyung Hit you..we are going to be in trouble if hyung sees you, yo-you have to leave."

"Jiyong...its alright.Yongbae said i could be with you, together..." Seunghyun chose his words carefully, looking deep into Jiyong's eyes as he cupped the boy's wet, red face and smiled, not sure if Jiyong understood.

"Don't be afraid of me...I won't force you to do anythng you don't feel like doing or don't want to do, trust me, Alright candy floss?"

Jiyong blushed as Seunghyun called him that and he looked away. worry was still clearly written on his face as he turned and seunghyun swallowed, slowly letting go of Jiyong, feeling a little embarassed. But the young boy suddenly lept forward and grabbed his hand, crying out softly, 

"Bubble-gum...please don't leave...i-i really like you, beingherewithme i mean..." The older boy turned around and felt the boy glomp him once again. he pushed Jiyong away softly and looked down at him, changing the subject swiftly as he wiped the fresh tears away.

"Jiyong...tell me what happened to you, last time, in the past...i know its been trapped up within you all these years, but i don't want you to act infront of me, i know this and i understand because Yongbae told me...and, you don't have too i mean, if it upsets you or something! Just..i don't like it when you are sad..i love it when you smile ya know."

Seunghyun says and holds Jiyong's shaking hands tightly, giving himself an inward facepalm as Jiyong bit his lip and returned the glance, innocence. pure innocence mixed with fear and uncertainty. Just as Seunghyun opened his mouth to say something to break the awkward silence, Jiyong stops him and says quietly, relief strewn in his shaky tone, 

"okay Hyunnie...i'll tell."

Seunghyun sat down on the bed with Jiyong, whose legs were tucked up to his chest. his Pink hair was mussed, not bouncy and puffy as usual and it seemed to have lost that glow. his cheeks looked sunken and his eyes looked dull and its shine was gone. he cleared his throat and slid over closer towards the boy, his hand clutching the younger boy's thin fingers as he probbed,

"Go on Jiyong...there itsnt anything to be afraid of."

Jiyong sniffed and grasped the larger hand back, looking at Seunghyun as he spoke, 

"Hyunnie..you are going to laugh at me..and-and its embarassing..."

Seunghyun raises his hand and pets Jiyong's head softly, massaging his scalp through the thin flop of pink hair and watched as Jiyong shut his eyes, the most adorable thing you could imagine if he didn't look so worn out. 

"Don't worry Ji...there is nothing to be embarassed about, i'm going to hear you out..hmm?"

Downstairs, they could hear the strong voice of Yongbae's english voice ringing out with the sound of the grand piano, muffled by the sound of the crowd's cheering.

Jiyong looked to the door and back, a weak smile growing on his face as he slipped his hand under the pillow and feels for the slip of paper, grasping it with his thin fingers and he felt the rush of a song coming into him all over again, his Hyunnie was here, to listen to him. a song, a friendship and his Hyung singing a song in the background, all giving Jiyong the courage to speak as he began,

"I...i lost my ity...i was taken at the age of 11..."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: hahahahahaha hellooooo! this may be a little boring but i hope it was sweet enough! :D pls comment and subscribe if u liked this story and i loves u all my subcribers! AWESOME PEOPLE!!!! comment more pls because i want this story to be better>~< KTHKSBYE! :D