Chapter 18 After the girl’s funeral, Jongwoon spent many evenings outside. Either on his doorstep or in the park, just to stare at the stars shining brightly in the sky. It helped him get through it, he said. He pointed out a star in the sky which remarkably seemed to shine brighter than the stars around it, and which Kyuhyun was sure about that he had never seen it before. For Jongwoon it was that girl staring down on them. And that was enough for him to slowly return to his usual self. Well.. almost. It did, after all, leave some scars. But he said that life was not standing still, and that he had to keep fighting. That that is what the girl would have wanted him to do.   The 13th chemo session came and went by. Even though Hyukjae had told Jongwoon that he had to inform the doctor about his back hurting again, Jongwoon hadn’t done so. He said that it was not that bad, and that the doctor could not do anything about it anyway. So what would be the point of telling him?   Though, after the 13th radiation therapy session, Jongwoon started complaining more and more about his back to Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun didn’t really know what to do with the information though. Did he had to tell anyone? Or was it a boyfriend-boyfriend secret kind-of-thing? He didn’t want things to get worse between the two of them, but he did want what was best for Jongwoon’s health also.   Eventually Kyuhyun decided to keep the information for himself. After all, it is happiness that can keep a person going, and Kyuhyun telling Hyukjae about Jongwoon’s back pains would result in Hyukjae being overly worried and continuously whining to Jongwoon about going to the doctor, Jongwoon would be disappointed in Kyuhyun because Kyuhyun told his in-confidence-told stories to Hyukjae, and that would result in a whining and begging-for-forgiveness Kyuhyun. Yeah.. not the best scenario possible.   Besides, what is the worst thing that could happen?     ✭✭✭✭✭     “Am I really that comfortable?” Jongwoon asked when he woke up due to some unidentified person stirring like crazy, finding no other than Kyuhyun lying with his head on his chest.   Kyuhyun, who just came into the bed to sleep as well, got startled by the sudden question. Jongwoon went to bed a few hours earlier, and usually he would sleep through everything. But apparently, Kyuhyun making himself comfortable on Jongwoon’s chest did wake him up.   “You are. You are the perfect pillow,” Kyuhyun responded, still shifting a little to find the best spot for his head.   It had become a habit for Kyuhyun to fall asleep with his head resting on Jongwoon’s chest. To be honest, he couldn’t sleep otherwise anymore. The sound of Jongwoon’s beating heart was the only thing that could make Kyuhyun feel peaceful enough to fall asleep. He just had to make sure Jongwoon was still.. alive.   Ever since Jongwoon slept without his wig, and since he had lost a lot of weight, his eyes crawled back into his skull, his skin turned paler and the skin around his eyes turned darker, he would seem basically dead. The only visual sign that he was still alive was his chest going up and down because of his breathing. But if you didn’t take the effort to look clearly, it would seriously seem as if he was not breathing, and therefore dead. And it is that sight that had freaked Kyuhyun out multiple times already. But Jongwoon didn’t had to know this, it was not something Kyuhyun wanted to entrust him with.   As Kyuhyun wondered where Jongwoon’s response stayed, he looked up to Jongwoon’s face. The latter was already fast asleep again, and Kyuhyun replaced his head on Jongwoon’s chest, listening to the sound of the latter’s heartbeat. A little smile made his way to Kyuhyun’s mouth. It was amazing how a simple thing like the sound of a heartbeat could make someone feel so in love. Every heartbeat of Jongwoon made Kyuhyun’s heart skip a beat. Every heartbeat would make Kyuhyun feel butterflies in his stomach. Every heartbeat would make Kyuhyun feel as if time stood still. If only this final feeling was truly happening...     ✭✭✭✭✭     It was the next morning that Kyuhyun got woken up by Jongwoon’s voice, and it was that next morning that tossed Kyuhyun’s, Jongwoon’s, Hyukjae’s and Donghae’s life around even more.   “Kyuhyun?” Jongwoon said, not too loud so the other residents of the house wouldn’t wake up as well. He Kyuhyun’s hair at the same time, hoping that his voice and his touch would be enough to wake the other up.   “Hmm,” Kyuhyun groaned, noticing that his body was not quite ready to wake up yet. The room was still dark too, so it couldn’t be that late in morning yet. Couldn’t Jongwoon at least let him sleep until the sun came up?   “Kyuhyun, I can’t