Fuhh writing this in rush because I don't want to lose the momentum now! xD

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He couldn’t believe his eyes for what he sees. It’s too hard to accept nor think, that the person whom he believes to be dead is standing right before him alive. Hanbin has no idea but he starts to perspire heavily when the room is cold enough already. He can hear the raging sound of the heart monitor beside him, too loud that he thoughts his eardrums would burst out.

“Hyung.” There it is, the voice he longs so much to hear, that he thought he would have never heard again. But here it is, he is here. Jung Chanwoo is here with him.

How strange is it, just this morning he has come to his funeral, even witnessing the younger being buried under the ground beneath all those dirt and sand. He remembers that he bows before the Jung’s and gives his last farewell to the younger. The memories are still fresh in his mind, then how can Chanwoo still be here?

The younger tries to close his distance with him but when Hanbin jumps in his seat Chanwoo stops. The fear flashes in the eyes of the eldest between the two doesn’t go unnoticed by Chanwoo. It confuses him but then realization comes into Chanwoo. Maybe Hanbin is still in shock after waking up from a coma. He tries to persuade the older slowly and keeping his distance.

“Hyung, it’s me Chanwoo.” He carefully utters. “Are you okay?” Chanwoo is careful with his steps, slowly approaching the older but it seems like each of his steps intensify the fear in Hanbin.

“W—why….” Hanbin mutters lowly under his breathe. Chanwoo’s eyebrow lifted hearing that. “Hyung?” He asks again, still trying to approach the older and he did it. But he doesn’t dare yet to take his seat on the chair, afraid if Hanbin might get angry at him.

“W—why are y—you here?” He hears the older said and Chanwoo somehow understands the confusion, in his own terms.

“I’m here for you, hyung. Seriously, you have been sleeping for so long. I came today again to see you.” Chanwoo explains in delight, unconsciously not knowing the confusion painted on Hanbin’s pale face. “Finally you are awake, hyung. I’m so happy. I really miss you, you know.” Chanwoo let his tears fall from his eyes as he looks at the older. His hand is still hesitant to hold him as Chanwoo thoughts maybe he should take it slow. “The others miss you too; Jinhwan hyung, Yunhyeong hyung, Donghyukkie, Bobby hyung and June too. We all miss you. we pray everyday for you to wake up. Finally, you’re up.” The maknae cries without knowing how flabbergasted the older has become. He doesn’t see the deep frown of Hanbin and how his hands shaking on the bed.

Him sleeping? For so long? What does that mean? What