Seungho looked up when he heard the sound of footsteps and saw already freshened up Mir in Byunghee's arm. The boy's face was buried in Byunghee's chest.

Seungho sent Byunghee a look in silent question of 'how is he?' and his same aged friend only shook his head."Need me to fix him something to eat?" Seungho asked. Byunghee again just shook his head. Mir already fallen asleep in his arms looking so fragile and vulnerable as if with one touch, the boy would shatter.

Seungho shook Sanghyun who was dozing off beside him on the couch. Sanghyun woke up and looked around until his eyes fell on Byunghee who was standing not far with sleeping Mir in his arms. He jumped on his feet and jogged to them. He peered at the younger's sleeping face and smiled sadly. "I hope he will be okay. Mireu... Please heal." Cheondung whispered and kissed the side of Mir's head. Mir stirred a bit but didn't wake up.

Byunghee smiled at the caring side of Sanghyun. He knew his dongsaeng loved Mir not just because the youngest was his saviour. They didn't know Mir for long but, they had already held Mir dear in their heart. Each of them. He also knew Sanghyun was meaning Mir to heal mentally more than physically.

"Byunghee, you can take the room there." Seungho pointed at the room near the stairs. Byunghee nodded and made his way to his and Mir's bedroom after saying goodnight.

-i have no idea how to end this fic. So, i'll apologize in advance if the ending turn up boring or something-