It was past midnight when you saw him going out from the bathroom. Silently, you watch him as he plops down on his bed curling himself on a fetal position, his hair drenched with sweat. Your brows furrowed, concern immediately ceased you and found yourself on his side instantly.

“You okay?” You asked as you scoot to his side brushing away the damp hair on his forehead. He never gave you a reply but instead he snuggled close to you hugging your torso. You pulled the blankets over him knowing that he gets cold easily and wraps an arm around him protectively. For the first time in the past few days, you felt him smile contentedly.

“Ryeonggu?” You called, scooting a little so that you could watch him more, and how your heart had sunken when you noticed how hollow his cheeks are and how paler he becomes.

“Hhmm?” He answered, slowly peeling his eyes open, his brown orbs is staring back at you with different unspoken emotions.

You blindly lift a hand to his cheek and for a moment, you wondered. Forgetting all the restraint, you bend down reached for his lips and kissed him softly. It was unexpected, but you found him responding to your kiss slowly and shyly. It was probably the sweetest yet torturous moment of your life. However, the moment you opened your eyes, you swore that there were no regrets. You found him eyes closed; mouth slightly opened while breathing heavily beneath you, his cheeks had a faint shade of red. You felt you eyes wat