Youngjae caressed his beloved’s glass bower.

“Please be patient, my love.  You will wake up with a fully functional body.  I swear on our wedding vows, I won’t rest until you do.”

“Doctor Yoo…Youngjae.”

“Yes, Himchan?”

“It’s impossible.  We’re running out of research funds.  The cybernetics isn’t fully functional let alone stable enough to connect to a human body.  It’s almost impossible to tell if it will even bond properly to Yongguk-hyung’s body.  His body isn’t responding to his neural synapses.  And our research funds are being depleted.  We should cut his life support.”

“No!  You can’t!  We can save him.  I know we will.”

“Hyung…please…”

“No!  No!  No…I can’t!  I can’t live without him!”

“Jongup.  Junhong.”

Pain in the side of his neck.  Then black.

He woke in his bed to cool porcelain flesh his hair.

“Bad dream?”

“Nightmare.  What if…What if I lost you?”

“Youngjae-ah…”

A drop of amber slid down his beloved’s cheek.