He looked like he was just sleeping. His face was calm and serene. His breathing was back to normal and he didn't look as pale as before. So, Sanghyun shouldn't be worried, right? But, passing out just like that in the public place surely wasn't a good news. Did Mir had any kind of disease? If he did, then Sanghyun prayed for it not being too serious.

Sanghyun brushed away strayed strands of hair covering Mir's eyes. How long had it been since he was this close to the maknae? That time he did, they ended up in a big fight they had never gotten in for the years time they had known each other and last time he did, Mir totally didn't recognize his existence, pretending he was invisible. He really missed the younger and the others, to the point he was losing his sleep, losing his appetite, losing his patience and almost losing his sanity, and he was foolishly hoping Mir would miss him too but then again, it was just a foolish hope.

"Is this yours?" Sanghyun turned and saw Joon approaching with a picture in his hand. He shook his head. "I thought so." Joon muttered, putting the picture into the cupboard near the bed.

"Is he sick?" Sanghyun asked innocently.

Joon hovered slightly above Mir and put his palm over Mir's forehead. "His temperature is normal." Joon commented. "He's probably just exhausted." He concluded much to Sanghyun's relief.

But the relief was short lived when Mir started to toss around in his sleep.It started with small movements like the boy's brows bunched up in a frown, long eyelashes fluttering and the maknae's head turned from side to side as small whimpers escaped his lips to much more violent moves as the maknae started to kick around on the bed, struggling. His hands moved around his neck and his whimpers turned into choking noise.

Both Joon and Sanghyun panicked at the sudden unexpected situation. "Cheolyong!" Sanghyun shouted and tried to pry Mir's hands from his own neck and tried to wake him up, but none work. "Hyung! Help him!" His desperate pleas threw Joon into action as Joon yanked Mir up by the younger's arm until the younger sat straight on the bed and shook the small frame hard, shouting the maknae's name.

Mir's eyes shot open widely and he gasped for air. He was dreaming. He was dreaming. It was all a dream. He wasn't drowning, was he? It took him quite long seconds to finally calm down and was able to register his surrounding. His brows knitted as his eyes flickered from Joon who was still having a firm hold on both of his arms to Sanghyun who was staring at him in concern before his dark brown orbs wandered around the room he wasn't really familiar with. Confusion clear on his face. Where was he? Why was he here with these two? What happened before?

Mir narrowed his eyes as he picked up bits by bits of his last memories before the puzzles came together. GO... Seungho... They knew... They knew... Mir let out a shaky breath, feeling hot tears prickling at the corner of his eyes, but he didn't cry.

Mir pushed away Joon's hand and sat up carefully from the bed feeling utterly exhausted. He didn't even have energy to ask any of the two on how exactly did he get here. He wobbled a bit on his weak legs. "I'm sorry for disturbing. I'll be going now." Mir announced, surprisingly with a steady voice and he bowed politely.

He didn't manage to take a step further when Sanghyun pulled on his hand gently. Sanghyun tugged the younger closer, putting his hands on the other's shoulder and turned him around so the younger faced him. Mir didn't resist. He even let Sanghyun cupped his cheeks and tilted his head upwards so their eyes met. There were unspoken questions and hopes in Sanghyun's orbs, making Mir had no choice but to automatically drifted his eyes away.

"Cheolyongie... Please..." That was all Sanghyun could say. He hated that Mir was distant from him. He hated this gap between them.

Mir tried to pull away. "I'm not going to say sorry." Mir said coldly.

Sanghyun sniffed and he leaned forward so his forehead lied against Mir's. "Can't we fix this? Can't I fix this?"

"Fix... This...?" Mir echoed slowly. 

Sanghyun nodded and forced out a smile. "If you give me a chance, I can fix this. Please?"

"Fix this?" Again, Mir echoed with voice barely above whisper as his soft brown orbs found Sanghyun's.

"Cheolyong please. What had happened to us? How come we end this way? I don't want any of this. I miss-"

Mir kept silence until he finally burst out, cutting off Sanghyun's words. His mask fall and shattered. "...Fix my hyungs." The agony in Mir's voice took Sanghyun's off his guard. Sanghyun flinched away from Mir but Mir gripped the cuffs of Sanghyun's sleeves jacket. "Fix them... I beg you." Mir's last words were merely whispers but both Sanghyun and Joon heard them clearly in the dead silence of the dim-litted room. Mir's cold demeanor was lost to nowhere out of blue. The one standing before them wasn't a hard-headed bitter Mir, but a broken soul pleading for some saving.

Sanghyun bit his lips in guilt. The glint of weariness and pain in Mir's eyes pushed him into a deep hole of self-bashing. He never thought he had hurt the younger this much. He never saw this kind of pain before in Mir's eyes. Mir hid it well. Mit hid it behind his cold unfazed eyes. How did such a young maknae could hide such an intense pain. Now that Mir showed his turmoil of emotion, Sanghyun felt like a sword had been plunged deep into his chest and was twisting around turning his organ into messed up pool of blood and pain. What had he done? What had he done to his brothers?

"C-Cheolyong!" Sanghyun's voice was high as Mir suddenly fall on his knees and kept begging him to fix his hyungs. To fix Seungho and GO because only then, Mir could heal. Only if his two hyungs heal that he could rid of this pain.

"I'm not strong enough. Fix them."

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Joon clamped both his hands tightly over his mouth as he watched Mir pleading and begging to Sanghyun. The younger even went on his knees, hugging Sanghyun's legs. Joon was taken back.

No... Taken back or shock weren't even close to the feelings he was having right now. He felt his heart was in pain with every beat when his ears kept hearing Mir's begging and his eyes kept seeing the figure crumbling onto the floor of his bedroom. His own tears flow down uncontrollably. Wild sobs racking his figures. His breath was ragged.

How had Mir became like this? So broken. So shattered that he feared he couldn't possibly gathered all the pieces and glued them back together. How had Mir became so destroyed? 

And even when he hated the cold Mir that didn't care about him being injured, ignored his existence and just outright despised him, he knew he hated this Mir even more. This broken Mir. This destroyed Mir. This damaged Mir that was beyond repair because he didn't know how to chase away the pain in Mir's orbs. He didn't know how to help the youngest. How to fix the youngest. And knowing he was the reason for all of this damage, he started to hate himself. He... Had caused this... 

Remembering how cheerful and bubbly the maknae before just made it hurt even more. He had cruelly snatched away Mir's smile. He put those pain in Mir's used to be clear bright eyes. He had made a really deep cut on the three. He hurt them to this point. He had caused this...

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Kyungho had no other choices. He had called every possible friends of Mir but none of them had any idea on where was the MBLAQ maknae right now. He even called Key and his ears suffered for ten minutes of Key's loud barrages of worried questions. So he went to the security room, asking for the footages of the CCTV in the building right after the MBLAQ's performance ended.

Kyungho saw how Byunghee ran in a direction, followed by Seungho and a few minutes later, a bleached hair boy came into the same section, looking around.

He watched for another two minutes and shook his head as he saw GO was crying into Seungho's shirt and Mir was watching from a distance. His kids... His used to be dorky cheerful boys... How had this happen to such pure innocent souls? He rubbed his face in regret. He should have been there for them. He should have.

Ten more minutes into the video, he finally knew what happen. Despite the situation, a small smile tugged on his lips. Sanghyun still care. He knew Joon and Sanghyun left the other three broken. But, still... It was obvious that Sanghyun care and Joon was probably the same. He hoped somehow, maybe, just maybe the two could saved the others because he couldn't. There was just so much that he could do for the trio. The poison could be the cure too, right?

"I see..." The guard that was showing the footage hummed and nodded. "It seemed like it isn't something that need police work." Kyungho nodded in relief. Knowing where Mir was probably now, he whisked out his phone to call Sanghyun and made his way to pick up the maknae.

I'm trying to make you guys cry. Dunno if it work but I almost cry writing this. Ehemm.... only almost