“Junmyeon…”

Yifan called out once again, and this time gentler then before. Junmyeon curled up more as soft sobbed faintly can be heard coming from him. He really looks like a bunny that was being bullied as he hides his face on his knees as he wears a little oversized white sweatshirt. Junmyeon whimpered as he sense Yifan was still there in front of him, “Go away…” He mumbled out softly, thank goodness Yifan hearing was quite good so he clearly heard it. Yifan sighed, “Junmyeon come on. Let me send you back to your dorm.” Junmyeon whined out a soft ‘No’ as he was still hiding his face. He didn’t have any courage to look at Yifan directly in the eyes anymore. Not after what happened before. Not after what that bastard had done to him. He is a man, he should have known how to defend himself but he didn’t, he failed to defend himself. He was so thankful that Jongdae comes in the right time to rescue him from being molested by Jaewook. He still remembered the touch of those sinful lips on his neck. He still remembered the pain when he bites on his neck. He remembered those hand went touching him all over his body. Being haunted by the disgusting memory, Junmyeon let out another sobs and this time he didn’t shut his mouth, he didn’t tried to supress the sound coming out from his mouth anymore. 

Panicking by the sudden situation, Yifan unconsciously reached out his hand trying to touch Junmyeon’s shoulder. “Junmyeon…hey-“ His hand was swatted off before it even can make a contact with Junmyeon’s shoulder. “GO AWAY! I SAID GO AWAY!” Both of Junmyeon’s arms were swaying everywhere, trying to push away anything that comes near him. Tears were streaming down his face as he was hiccupping hardly. Yifan sighed worriedly before taking a brave act and wrapped his arms around Junmyeon. “Myeon…it’s me Yifan. It’s just me.” He tightened his hug as he feels Junmyeon was trying to push him away. He can feel his shirt getting wet from Junmyeon tears. “It’s okay… Everything is fine now… You’re safe now Myeon…” Yifan keep on chanting the same sentences over and over again, trying his best to make Junmyeon calm down. 

As he feels Junmyeon was not struggling anymore, he shifted their position slightly, making Junmyeon resting his head on his chest. His hand went to softly caressing the back of Junmyeon head. He kept on doing so for another few seconds before Junmyeon words stop him abruptly. Junmyeon, “I’m dirty Yifan.” Yifan frowned by the sudden confession. He didn’t like how it sounds coming out from Junmyeon mouth. Junmyeon scoffed before he added another words, “What am I talking about? I’d been dirty way before all of this happens. Sleeping around like a stupid jerk.” Yifan didn’t know what to feel at the moment as he grips his hands harder. There’s no emotion can be seen on his face. Junmyeon wrapped his arms around Yifan torso, “I’m tired Yifan-ah. And you’re so war-“ Didn’t managed to finish his words, he falls asleep right in Yifan embrace. He was mentally and physically tired that he can stay awake anymore. 

Yifan sighed and loosen his grip. He carried Junmyeon in his arms and went straight toward his car. He opened the passenger seat and carefully palcing down Junmyeon on the seat. He adjust the seat making it comfortable for Junmyeon. He turned his head and only then he realised how close were their face in the moment. He freeze and stare at Junmyeon sleeping face. Eyes staring from Junmyeon’s close eyelids to his cute nose, then down to his small pink lips. ‘Beautiful’, he thought. He reached out his hand and gent