Someone's humming.....

My ears reacted to the familiar tune before my eyelids had the chance to respond. My mouth opened and began to sing along. "You make me happy when skies are grey." The other voice joined me. "You'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." I giggled a bit as my eyes finally decided to wake up. A frantic hand reached over and purposely blocked my vision.

"Yeollie, wha-"

"Shh," he cut me off gently, "don't open your eyes just yet..." His pleading voice wavered a bit before tapering out at the end. The room was completely still except for a constant beeping in the back of my mind; a noise familiar to him, but foreign to me. 

"We're not home, are we...?" I figured. He sniffed.

"Nope." He whispered shakily. It was then I noticed that his body was placed next to mine strategically. He didn't fidget; he didn't wiggle, just sat completely, uncharacteristically still. I couldn't even hear him breathing, led alone feel his stomach rise and fall against my body. The hand he used to block my vision was covered in a clammy cold sweat. I took the hand in mine and laced my fingers through it, holding my breath as I opened my eyes. The brassy fluorescent lights reflected off of the pale yellow floor tiles and burned my eyes almost immediately. The floral wallpaper was forcefully cheerful, trying desperately to exude happiness in a building built on uncertainty itself. Tears forced their way out of their ducts and a few fell across my face. Pins, needles, and knives stabbed into me at every possible angle as I tried to turn and face Sungyeol in the cold hospital bed. "Ah!" I screamed in pain, more tears shoving their way down my face. He sniffed and smiled bitterly.

"Don't move too much, Myung-ah. You're not in good shape." He swallowed loudly, trying his best to dismiss his tears. 

"Are you?" I asked softly. He shook his head a bit. I wished I could have caressed his cheek with my free hand, but my arm was securely wrapped and put in a stiff cast, making it nearly impossible to move.

"No, I'm not," he said faintly, "but I'm gonna take care of that. I'm gonna take care of you." His voice shook as he spoke. If I could move I would have brushed a bit of hair from his face, but all I could do in return was smile weakly.

"I thought you already were..." I meant the comment as a joke, but Sungyeol took it too seriously. A single tear escaped his left eye and a few sobs threw themselves from his plump, pink lips. His eyes closed and he covered his face, moving away from me, inch by inch. 

"Me too," he made sure to wipe the single tear from his face before continuing to speak, "but I'm obviously doing a ty job."

"Yeollie," I sighed.

"Look at yourself, Myungsoo! Your entire body's tinted black and blue, you have three broken ribs, a broken arm, internal bleeding... not to mention it was all done by someone we all thought we could trust!"

"We can trust Hoya!"

"You're seriously hurt, Myung." He said sternly. "You're broken. Thoroughly. So don't try to tell me you're okay because you're not! Don't try to tell me Hoya didn't mean it 'cause he did! Don't try to tell me I'm doing my job here because it's so clear that I'm not!" He was out of breath by the time he'd finished. His voice was soft, but I still felt as if I were being scolded... but for what? For trusting my childhood friend? For getting the crap kicked out of me? I felt like a crying infant: confused, sad, and, most of all, completely helpless. In addition to all of those feelings, I was physically in pain; a pain so indescribably exhausting that every so often my body would tense up and paralyze for just a moment before relaxing again. It was torturous, terrifying even. The last thing I needed was to be scolded on top of that.

"Sungyeol?" I said as calmly as I could. "Please get off the bed." He looked at me with a furrowed brow, anger and confusion thrown across his face like red paint to a white canvas. 

"What...?"

"I'm not comfortable."

"Are you saying what I think you're sa-"

"I'm telling you to get out." I cut him off briefly. "I'm exhausted; just let me be for a bit." He jumped off the bed and paced a bit before snapping his head back at me.

"Let you be?!?" He exploded. "I've been sitting patiently in the waiting room since you got here. When I was finally allowed to see you, you were still sleeping." He said firmly, hitting the bottom of the bed with his clenched fist, unable to meet my eyes. "You can't be with me for five minutes?" He looked up at me through his scattered bangs and I realized that I wasn't the only broken boy in the room. His heart was aching, being in this room and seeing me in bed like this. In his eye's he'd now caused two accidents in which the one with the worst outcome was the one he loved most. I sighed and scratched my forehead with my free hand.

"I really just want you gone if you're gonna act this way." He took a step back and sighed shakily, blinking away more tears.

"Seriously?" His eyes were misty and his voice was hoarse. "Because I was the one who called an ambulance. I was the one pacing aimlessly while your wellbeing was completely unknown. Not your mother, not Sungjong, not Woohyun or any of the other hyungs." He crept over to the side of the bed and held my hand. "No one else cares like I do." The words shocked me. I ripped my hand from his and used it to wipe the tears falling down my cheeks.

"Thanks," I said sarcastically though my tears, "thanks for reminding me that I've been forgotten again." I smiled bitterly at him. Sungyeol's brow furrowed as he began to realize exactly what he'd said. His eyes darted about my face and his lips parted a bit. There was no noise, but he mouthed a week "Myung" and reached for my hand again. The needles and knives arrived again as I attempted to turn my entire body in the opposite direction.

"Myung, I-" Suddenly he had very little to say. There were a few shaky breaths from the other side of the bed. "One kiss?" He sniffed. I sighed and closed my eyes, drifting back into the dreamland I'd so recently returned from.

"Just go." I whispered almost automatically.

-[AUTHOR'S NOTE]-

I'M BACK~!!! With a very short chapter.... sorry! The next chapter is mostly finished, just need to plan ahead so I don't leave you hanging like I have in the past. Thank you ALL for being so patient with me, I know I kind of as an author and I'm not very good to those who've subscribed, but hopefully we can get past this and see this fic to the end happily. 

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