The News

The members woke up to the news that Yixing was on his way home because his dad was hospitalized, he flew to China using a midnight flight.

Even before the manager finished talking, Luhan could already feel the chills down his spine for two reasons. First, he was worried about Yixing's dad. And the second reason was because Yixing didn't tell him anything, Yixing always told him everything, especially something important like this. Usually, Yixing always tell him everything. Usually. But that morning, he suddenly woke to Yixing’s empty bad.

He ran to his room and searching for his phone in the pile of comforter and pillows, hoping that maybe there were messages or miscalls from Yixing. But no, nothing, there was no sign of Yixing trying to contact him. Then came again this uncomfortable feeling in his stomach as he grabbed his couple teddy bear with Yixing and squeezed it to his chest.

Luhan's mood for the day dropped to hell, he didn't smile, he didn't eat, and he didn't talk much, and just clutching to his phone the whole day, waiting for a message or a phone call that never came.

"Luhan Hyung..." Jongdae called when he entered their shared room later that night, "Let's eat.. Dinner is ready, Sehun ordered your favorite dish.." he said again.

Luhan who was sitting on his bed with both of his knees pressed to his chest and phone in one hand only answered weakly, "I'm not hungry," without looking at Jongdae.

"Hyung.." Jongdae exhaled desperately, "You didn't eat anything the whole day... do you want me to bring your dinner here?"

"It's okay Jongdae.. I'm not hungry.." Luhan said again, still not lifting up his face, and just staring at his bed sheet.

Jongdae gave up. Luhan was so stubborn, there's nothing he could do to make Luhan eat his dinner. But he knew someone who could.

In less than 5 minutes an intimidating tall boy stormed to Luhan's room and sat on the foot of his bed, in which, Luhan would probably kick him already if the shorter wasn't in a deadly mood. "Why are you not eating?" The taller out of the two asked.

"I'm not hungry..." Luhan repeated again, like a broken toy.

"Luhan..." Kris squeezed his eyes, trying to keep calm and understanding towards the gloomy boy in front of him. "I understand how you are feeling right now.." He continued, "But please, it's not only you who worried about Yixing, we are all do."

Luhan somehow finally lifted his head to look at Kris, he looks like he would cry if you just touch him, "You don't know Kris, you don't understand. Just leave. Please."

Kris rubbed his face with both of his hands, even more frustrated than ever, "Listen princess! If you think I know nothing, then you can bet your sorry that I actually know everything!" He tried to keep his voice as low as possible, and continued, "I know what is it all about and I hope you can just grow up and act like an adult with a sense of responsibility. We now one member short, the last thing we need is a sick member. So you better eat your damn dinner!"

Kris never intended to be a heartless person, but all he did was for the sake of everyone. But most importantly, for Luhan himself. He did feel apologetic towards Luhan for being too harsh, but Luhan was so stubborn, knocking a sense to his head wouldn't be enough, you need to full forcedly kick a sense into his pretty head.

"I'll ask Jongdae to bring your dinner here." Kris said with a lot softer tone before he closed the room's door behind him.

For once, Luhan felt sorry towards Jongdae.

The Wait

The second day after Yixing left for home was just about the same as the day before. Luhan woke up in Yixing's bed a little too early than he supposed too, not like he actually slept. He stayed there just stared into nothing for about an hour, and his mind leaving him thousands miles away, before Jongdae told him to get up and use the shower. For the rest of the day he was just as quiet as the previous day, didn't really eat anything and keeps checking on his phone, wishing that Yixing would contact him somehow.

Kris was torn, at one side, he did sympathize with Luhan, but once he remembered that the older male was actually the one who caused all of his own misery himself, he couldn't help feeling frustrated and thinking that Luhan indeed deserved that. But however, he tried his best to put his friend away from trouble by telling him to eat, even though not exactly in a nice way, but it would be a lot better than if the manager who did that. And he also the one who told the manager that Luhan didn't really feel well, that's why he didn't really cheerful on stage. Kris thought that Luhan owe him big.

The dorm was just as noisy as usual once they finished all of their schedules that day. But Luhan wasn't interested in anything happened outside his room. He was just silently clutching his phone on his bed still waiting for a call, a text, or just anything from Yixing. The t-shirts he ordered for Yixing and himself were arrived already, the two shirts was laid out in front of him, still waiting for their owner to wear them.

At his own misery, Luhan realized how important Yixing presence for him. When the younger male gone, he felt this empty feeling. He was so conceited and so confident that Yixing would never leave him, he was so sure that Yixing would always stay by his side no matter what, he took Yixing's presence for granted because he was so confident that no matter what he did, Yixing would stay, and Yixing would always understand. And now Yixing wasn't around, he was afraid that Yixing would never come back to him, that he lost his grip on Yixing for good.

No. Luhan couldn't wait longer. He wanted to make sure that Yixing was okay, that everything was okay, that they are okay. So he unlocked his phone and speed dialing Yixing's number. He counted every dial tone while holding his breathe,

One... two... three... four... the phone call was rejected on the fifth dial tone.

Luhan broke down. Was that it? Was that the end of everything? Did Yixing hate him now?

Luhan felt like his soul out of his body. He felt like he lost half of himself, no, he felt like he lost everything, Yixing was all of him, and now he lost him.

Clutching his phone on his chest, he got up from his bed, walking towards Yixing's bed and lying down on it, burying his face deep in Yixing's pillow, torturing himself with the familiar scent of Yixing he loves so much. He was wondering in tears, is there a way to get Yixing back. He knew he was selfish, but he really couldn't leave without Yixing, no, he didn't want to lost Yixing, he was selfish, he was that selfish.

Late that night, Kris slipping to Luhan's shared room to find the pretty male sleeping in Yixing's bed, pillow still wet with tears. He shook his head, walking closer to put a blanket over the thin body. He sighed as he sat on the bed, carefully to not wake Luhan up.

"You really can't live without him, can you?" Kris whispered.

"Hope you learn something." He whispered again, as he lightly brushed Luhan's hair, before got up and called it a day.

a/n:

Do people actually read this? OTL Anyway! Sorry for the wait! Been so busy these days <_<

so... here's chapter 3~ I actually wanted to make this fic as 3 chaptered fic, but i haven't finished the last part yet, but i don't want to make ppl wait too long, so i decided to just uploaded this first... So the next chap probably kind of short.... /MAYBE/ idk yet..

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