Well it's here. I'm sorry, I've been wanting to update this but New Year's party was.. pretty crazy I wish I had been able to party with GD in Vegas but welps I was partying it up with my familia. 8P

Anyways... Enjoy this chapter.

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A Winter Miracle – Chapter 4

Seunghyun opened his eyes but regretted it almost immediately afterwards. Fire was searing his nerves along his shoulder, arm and ribs. He lay in bed catching his breath and hoping the pain would subside enough to where he could get up and take a quick shower. Gritting his teeth he rose from his bed and ignored the cold floor as he stumbled around his bed. He hurt so bad.

Walking slowly he made his way to the bathroom. He glanced at the living room to see the two kids watching TV.

“Morning you two. I’m taking a quick shower and afterwards you’re taking one Dae!”

“Okay.”

Nodding Seunghyun walked into the bathroom and turned the water on.

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Jiyong looked around as he got out of the cop SUV with a bag of groceries.

“This is it?”

“Yes sir.”

With a nod Jiyong in a breath as he walked along the compacted ice crunching slightly under his feet. He turned and saw the older cop talking into his microphone.

“Hey kiddo here take this. I have to go. I’ll be by to pick you up later. Emergency!”

Jiyong took the bag and looked up confusedly as the older officer climbed into the SUV and crunched his way out of the ice covered driveway, or what he assumed might be the driveway since the landscape looked like the Russian tundra. Sighing he hoped the older man didn’t take too long as he walked up to the house slowly.

He stopped short of the porch and looked at the one string of Christmas lights. Looking down at his bags he wasn’t sure this was a good idea but there was no turning back now.

Steeling his nerves he stepped onto the porch only to almost slip. Grabbing unto the wooden pole next to him he saved himself a nasty fall. Steeling his actual nerves he walked up carefully and knocked on the door.

Jiyong blinked in surprise as a young boy answered the door. His memory automatically placed the boy as the boy that was with Seunghyun the night before, his brother.

“Can I help you?” the boy asked as he looked up at him. Jiyong was about to answer when another boy came up and stood beside him. Seunghyun had two brothers?

“Is… Is Seunghyun Choi here?” he asked tentatively.

“Yeah he’s in the bathroom. You can come in” the boy murmured as he opened the door further.

“I’m Jiyong” Jiyong introduced himself as he offered his hand to the boy.

“Daesung.”

“And I’m Seungri.”

“Are you two brothers?” Jiyong asked after Daesung had let go of his hand.

“No, but it’s like we really are brothers” Seungri piped up smiling at Daesung.

Jiyong nodded hoping the awkwardness would fade “Can you get your brother for me?”

Nodding Daesung walked over to the bathroom and knocked glancing over at the pretty man standing by the door. Are men supposed to have pink hair? He thought and then looked at the door again when his brother answered him.

“There’s a man here to see you.”

“I’ll be out in a minute” Seunghyun said as he gritted his teeth he had undid the ace bandage from around his torso. There was no time for him to put it on so he just grabbed a flannel and put it on carefully, avoiding touching his shoulder. Running a hand through his hair he forwent drying it and walked out.

He blinked seeing the pink haired man standing at the door holding a couple of bags in his hand.

“Umm hi” Seunghyun said awkwardly as he approached and put out his hand. Nodding Jiyong reached over and shook the man’s hand. Seunghyun marveled momentarily at the softness of the other man’s hand, manicured hand. He smiled slightly as he let go of the soft hand.

“What can I do for you? I would have thought that you would have been on your way to Dallas” Seunghyun said as he gestured for the man to follow him into the kitchen.

Jiyong followed and set the bags on the table “Unfortunately my car is buried under ice and well there’s nothing I can do. The roads are all covered in ice.”

“Sorry to hear that” Seunghyun said as he winced at the twinge of pain from his ribs.

Jiyong noticed and he couldn’t help but to bite his lip “I brought you some things. I went to eat at a diner and the owner, the older woman from last night” “Martha, Michael’s mom?” “Yes her, I was curious about you and she told me some stuff” Jiyong looked closely at Seunghyun gauging whether he would become angry but he didn’t feel like hiding any information, this town was so small that at some point someone would end up telling Seunghyun that he had been asking about him.

“So what did she tell you?” Seunghyun asked keeping as straight a face as possible. Jiyong looked down at his hands that were playing with the contents of the shopping bags. “Well… she told me you were struggling… financially, for a while now. And that you had a brother who was a sweetie pie” Jiyong trailed off awkwardly.

Pursing his lips Seunghyun’s gaze hardened “Can you step outside for a second with me Mr. Kwon?”

Jiyong nodded as he watched Seunghyun struggle to put on his heavy coat but he held his tongue.

“Where are you going hyung?” Daesung asked turning his attention away from the TV screen. “I’m just stepping outside with Mr. Kwon. I’ll be right outside” Seunghyun opened the door and let Jiyong out before stepping out himself.

“Listen I appreciate your concern but it really isn’t any of your business” Seunghyun spoke as soon as they were outside “What is going on in my life is none of your concern.”

Jiyong bit his lip before he responded “I know that. I’m sorry. It’s just… now thanks to me you can’t work and… what about your brother. Christmas is like two days away and you don’t even have a tree. The people… and me… I want to help you.”

“I’m not a charity case. I don’t need your pity” Seunghyun spoke as he bristled in anger.  

“I’m not treating you like a charity case” Jiyong defended himself “I only brought the things that are necessary for survival like food. The cop who brought me… I can’t remember his name, he gave me the other bag.”

“Who was it again?”

“I can’t remember I just told you. He’s older, looks like he’s been working for the police at least twenty years. His wife was a nurse though she came by and dropped the bag off to him, she was in uniform” Jiyong spoke his voice softening.

Seunghyun frowned still but his anger had very much dissipated “Officer Brown… why didn’t he stay?” “There was an emergency… told me he would come pick me up later.”

Sighing Seunghyun closed his eyes before looking over at Jiyong. The man wasn’t dressed in fine silks this day, he was actually wearing jeans, boots and a beanie.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too.”

The silence surrounding them was slightly heavy but not horribly uncomfortable. Jiyong looked out unto what would probably be a pasture. The world was white. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. The air was cold and he could feel it in his throat and the tickle on his cheeks and nose. This was the first time in a long time that he had stopped and just breathed.

“It’s getting cold. Do you want some coffee or tea?” Seunghyun asked as he shivered inside his coat. “Sure” Jiyong nodded and then followed the man inside. He sat at the table and then frowned when Seunghyun froze as he reached for the instant coffee in his cupboard.

Jiyong stood up and placed a hand softly on his arm.

“… ” Seunghyun bit his lip as he scrunched his eyes closed in pain. “Come on go lay down, where’s your bedroom?” Jiyong spoke as he tried to lead the man away from the kitchen. Reluctantly Seunghyun walked letting Jiyong help him.

Sitting down Seunghyun grimaced and then watched as Jiyong ran out of his room.

“Hyung are you okay?” Daesung asked as he came into the room while Jiyong as out of the room. “I’ll be fine go watch TV with Seungri” Seunghyun nodded as he patted his brother’s shoulder.

Nodding Daesung left the room looking worriedly over his shoulder at Seunghyun.

Jiyong came back with the back the officer had given him and quickly dumped the contents on the bed. He smiled in relief seeing some ace bandages and some icy-hot. He pulled the brown paper bag and knew automatically what it was, ripping open the small bag he pulled out the pill bottle; high strength Vicodin.

“Come on. Off with this jacket and shirt” he said as he went to and the jacket and then the long sleeved flannel underneath.

“Wait… you don’t have to” Seunghyun protested as he swatted away Jiyong’s working hands. “Would you just let me help you? You can’t do this by yourself with that shoulder” Jiyong pointed out as he frowned up at Seunghyun.

Defeated Seunghyun saw no need to argue since the pink haired man was right.

Seunghyun let the man basically undress him. He watched as Jiyong with quick precision opened the tube of Icy-hot and poured a generous amount unto his hand before rubbing it gently over his bruised skin. Putting more of the smelly stuff on his ribs.

“I’ll be right back I’m getting you a glass of water.”

Seunghyun breathed in and winced slightly as his ribs protested the expansion. He was lucky that they were only bruised and not broken he thought. He sighed in relief as the icy feeling took over before heat spread soothing some of the pain he had been feeling.

Jiyong walked back in and handed him the glass.

“Here it says to take one pill every four to six hours as needed it’s 1:30ish right now so like at around 5:00pm or 6:00pm you should be good taking another one” Jiyong explained as he opened the bottle and handed Seunghyun the one lone pill.

Seunghyun drank down the pill with the water and then watched as Jiyong thoroughly read the accompanying paper explaining the side effects and concerns regarding the pain killer out loud to him.

“Have you eaten?” Jiyong asked as he looked at Seunghyun from the paper in his hand.

Seeing no purpose in lying Seunghyun shook his head. “Alright lucky I brought some chicken noodle soup, that pill will knock you out in about fifteen or twenty minutes so let me go make it real quick” Jiyong rambled as he folded the paper and put in the same shopping back before gathering all the other items, that he noticed were all first aid items, into the bag.

Seunghyun watched bemused as Jiyong left his bedroom undoing his jacket and pulling off his beanie. It was strange, he hadn’t been babied in so long. He didn’t have the luxury to, if he were to get a cold or flu he would just take fever reducers or cough medicine and keep going to work.

He was in a drug influenced daze when Jiyong sacred him with coming up with a bowl filled with hot soup.

“Hey don’t fall asleep yet. Here eat some before you fall asleep” Jiyong tapped his cheek lightly.

Nodding Seunghyun ate the soup, enjoying the warm broth as it settled into his empty stomach. Finishing off the bowl he thanked Jiyong “I’ll pay you back all you are doing for me.”

“Mmhm” Jiyong nodded as he grabbed the roll of ace bandages and went to wrap Seunghyun’s torso tightly.

Seunghyun was startled as he felt Jiyong get close so he could get the band around his back. He hadn’t been this close to someone in years. He felt the blush creep up his cheeks as he felt Jiyong’s breathe skim across his chest. Closing his eyes he willed his idiotic reactions away.

“There done” Jiyong said as he tucked in the end his fingers skimming the tan skin. Grabbing the tube of icy-hot he poured some on his shoulder and rubbed it into his skin gently.

Wiping his hand on a paper towel Jiyong looked at Seunghyun “Alright lay down and take a nap.”

“Wait what about the kids?”

“They’re eating their soup. I’ll be up front hopefully you’ll be awake by the time the police officer comes back” Jiyong answered as he shut the door behind him.

Seunghyun couldn’t help but to look at the door. As his mind and body finally began to shut down he couldn’t help thinking this was the strangest situation that he has ever been in. A complete stranger in his home taking care of him and his brother, an incredibly good looking stranger.  

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Hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. 8) THERE'S PROGRESS!