Thunder and lightning clashed outside the window. Raindrops hit against the glass panes. Youngmin glanced at the clock.

 

8:00pm.

 

Still no sign of Kwangmin.

 

Youngmin frowned to himself. Where on earth was his brother? He should have finished his schedule an hour ago!

 

As if his prayer had been answered, Kwangmin walked right through the front door of Boyfriend's dorm. He was soaked thoroughly, rainwater dripping on the flooring of the dorm as he dragged himself back to their bedroom. Donghyun, being the wonderful leader he is, quickly rushed Kwangmin to take a warm shower despite the younger twin saying that it's not a big deal (Youngmin knew that it was). Youngmin dragged himself out to the living and plopped himself next to a sleepy Minwoo who was dozing off while watching television. He smiled to himself as he ruffled the youngest's hair. 

 

After an hour of flipping through channels and finding absolutely nothing to watch, Youngmin decided that he would check on the little brother. After all, what kind of twin was he if he doesn't care for his little bro? He entered the dark room, expecting Kwangmin to have already showered up and retired to bed. Sure enough, Kwangmin was already asleep. However, there was something very... off about Kwangmin. It troubled Youngmin greatly. However, he decided that he should go to bed too.

 

Well, not after carrying Minwoo to his shared room with Donghyun.

 

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In the middle of the night, Youngmin woke up. He could hear mumblings and s from the other occupant of this room which was his brother. There was no way in hell is he able to fall asleep with those noises! All of a sudden, the negative feeling that the blonde twin had before came rushing back to him at full force. This time, it was stronger than before. He attempted to go near Kwangmin but he then noticed something terribly wrong.

 

Kwangmin was trashing his arms about wildly, eyes half lidded and his forehead was glistening under the moonlight with sweat. Youngmin's eyes widened. Was his brother sick? He tried to feel his forehead but his hand was pushed away by Kwangmin.

 

"D-d-don't touch me...! G-go away!" the black-haired twin mumbled. Youngmin panicked. Kwangmin now had tears running down his cheeks and he was calling out for Youngmin.

 

"Youngmin, Youngmin hyung!" the volume of his voice increased. His breaths were haggard, sobs mixing with it. Youngmin did what he had to do. He yelled out for Donghyun and the rest while he attempted to control his brother.

 

"Kwangmin, Kwangmin!" He repeated that name many times as he hugged his brother close to him, despite probably receiving several bruises from those flailing arms of his. "Wake up, wake up!"

 

Minwoo had been the first to rush in, followed by Donghyun. Hyunseong and Jungmin came in after them. Donghyun felt Kwangmin's forehead and his face immediately had a worried expression. 

 

"He's burning up. Jungmin, go get a towel and basin full with water. Minwoo, go and help him."

 

Those two rushed out of the bedroom without a word. Hyunseong and Donghyun stayed behind, attempting to help out Youngmin but Youngmin refused. He wanted to be the one who was there for his brother and he's supposed to. He didn't want anyone else to be burdened by this duty of his.

 

After a good (well, bad) twenty minutes, Kwangmin had finally calmed down but he had woken up. His eyes stared into his twin brother's.

 

"Y-Youngmin...?"

 

"You're having a high fever. Did you have a nightmare...?"

 

Reluctantly, Kwangmin nodded. Minwoo placed a wet towel on his forehead. Kwangmin mumbled a 'thanks' to him. The four of them decided to leave the brothers alone but not without Donghyun giving the blonde-haired twin instructions.

 

"Seriously, Kwangmin. Were you having a nightmare? You were trashing about for the past twenty minutes."

 

As much as he hated to admit it, Kwangmin nodded slowly.

 

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

 

He shook his head.

 

"Alright, now that you're okay, I'll be going back to sleep."

 

Youngmin tried to leave but his brother gripped his hand with all the strength he could muster.

 

"Youngmin, don't leave me alone. Please."

 

Youngmin's eyes locked with a pleading image of his own eyes and easily agreed. He slid into his brother's bed and held him close. It seemed rather wrong - Kwangmin's arms around Youngmin's waist and his face was buried into the chest of the older twin but hey, this is brotherly love. It's normal. Youngmin smiled to himself.

 

"Sleep tight, Kwangmin."