Taecyeon quickly pulled Nichkhun into his embrace as the latter suddenly has difficulties in breathing. Looking at his panting sound and pale face, does hurt him and Junho. 

"Khun, take a deep breathe...inhale more...slowly..." Taecyeon said as he rubbed Nichkhun's back. But the Thai prince is holding onto him desperately, clutching into his sleeves.

"hurt...teac..hurt..can't..help..me..." he breathed hardly, forcing Junho to his shirt, hoping that the latter would get some air easier.

"Yahh! What took you so long?? We've been wait- Hyung!" Minjun came only to be surprised with the scene in front of him. They rushed towards them, but Taecyeon stopped them.

"Not too close!"

"But hyung..."

"He needs air...give me anything...or plastic bag..smaller one..hurry!" he said, while squishing his brain to help his friend. Nichkhun's face is getting more paler, and he's getting weaker in Taecyeon's embrace.

"Slowly...slowly Khun...take it easy...don't scare..."

"o...k..."

"hyung, here..." Chansung came with a small plastic bag in his hand. He handed it over to Taecyeon. The tall man grabbed it and placed it like an oxygen mask on the smaller man's face.

"Breath...slowly...slowly...we're here..." he whispered, caressing Nichkhun's cheek gently. What seems like forever, finally he was able to breath normally. But it made him exhausted that he fell asleep on the couch. When Taecyeon was sure that the latter is fine, he took the plastic bag away from the pa