Degaussing is the process of decreasing or eliminating a remnant magnetic field.

All his life, Cho Kyuhyun had been familiar with healing sickness and injuries. It was not because he learned about it, but more precise to say it was a part of compulsory ability in order to survive in Dukryang’s neighborhood. At the age of eight, he experienced wisdom tooth’s growing period, causing him to have a fever and forcing him to have a bed rest for several days. During that time, he testified how his Mother tormented because of his sickness.

For the first two days, his Mother was always stay awake by his side and didn’t have any sleep at all, making sure that her son drinks more water, eat properly and sleep peacefully. If Kyuhyun asleep, Mrs. Cho went out, looking for a money from lonely men who needed company. His fever already made him suffering enough, further more seeing his Mother tiring herself out because of him. No doubt, Kyuhyun was in pain, inside and out.

On the third day, when he realized that his Mother had lose some weight, Kyuhyun made a promise to himself that he will learn how to healing his body from any kind of sickness. He made an oath, no matter what happened, he would not be a burden for his Mother anymore. A day after, Kyuhyun convinced his Mother that he was completely recovered from his ill, despite the fact of all shivering body he endured from the cold. Still, Kyuhyun hanged on.

Cho Kyuhyun was a strong boy.

Through the years, defense system in Kyuhyun’s body was escalating thanks to experiences and people around him. The rebel was at peak of his strength training period during the time he joined the gang. Being trained directly under the big boss, Kyuhyun got beaten if he made a stupid move during card games, or didn’t fast enough to catch a movement in dices’ games. Even worse, there was a time he almost ran out of blood, or had bruised all over his face he couldn’t recognize himself anymore. His Mother was crying few times seeing Kyuhyun at that state. But not the rebel, he didn’t cry as his tears had dried, entirely. Despite his battered body, Kyuhyun smiled gallantly to his Mother, saying that ‘I’m okay, it was not that bad’. Indeed, Kyuhyun survived all that.

Cho Kyuhyun was a tough person.

More than ten years Cho Kyuhyun build his strong wall within himself to become a tough person like today, seemed vain in a minute, when he found Sungmin sprawled on the floor in the President’s office room.

As he discovered, Kyuhyun remained on the ground, maintaining his standing position with eyes bulging out, blackly circled like those of a raccoon. Suddenly, his mind was out of place, his logic and sense were nowhere to be found. Like being run out of blood, his body turned lethargic. Cho Kyuhyun was becoming weak, mentally and physically.

Scattered papers were surrounding the blonde’s helpless body, white-faced with lips almost turned blue could be seen evidently, and head situated sideway with half cheek on the ground. All of them provoked the rebel’s mind that, Sungmin got attacked during his activity.

“…Min-aah…” he breathed out, so quietly it’s not even a whisper.

Wicked imaginations were coming, uninvited, into his head caused by the image present to him.

Sungmin got poisoned.

Being the only heir of a famous Lee clan, there was a big possibility Sungmin’s Father’s business rivals or enemy would go to the blonde, making him as a tool to get what they wanted, especially when few kidnapping attempts had happened in the past. Other than that, people or students who against Kyuhyun and Sungmin as a couple also had reason to do it. The more Kyuhyun thought about it, the more he became paranoia in his frozen state body.

When the rebel had finally gathered his mindfulness, he moved his heavy-felt feet closer to the unconscious blonde President lying on the floor. Wanting to arrive beside Sungmin in a second with eyes focusing on the blonde, Kyuhyun urged his feet recklessly. As sloppy as his brain worked, his feet tripped and Kyuhyun stumbled along the way. Eyes still on the younger, he continued his journey by moving hands and knees on the ground, crawling to get where he wanted.

Kyuhyun sweeped several papers away that interfered his way. When the tip of his finger could finally touch Sungmin’s cheek, anxiety overwhelmed him.

It’s cold…

As to confirm himself, Kyuhyun turned the other’s face direction and cupped both of the blonde’s cheeks, using his palms.

Min… You’re cold

Kyuhyun was not exaggerating, Sungmin was freezing. He shifted his own position to stand on his knees. He slipped his right hand behind Sungmin’s back and lifted the blonde’s upper body. Standing one of the knees up parallel with his heel, Kyuhyun leaned the younger’s back and head on it. A better view of Sungmin’s face welcomed his vision.

Not wasting any time, the rebel used his other free hand to caress few strands away from the blonde’s forehead. He bent down closer and glued their forehead together, trying to measure Sungmin’s temperature once again, as if refused to accept the fact that the younger’s face was cold.

Keeping the distance, Kyuhyun closed his eyes and glanced up to kiss the other’s forehead affectionately. Few seconds pass until finally he pulled away and positioned himself to slip another hand under Sungmin’s knees before stood up, lifting the younger up with him.

Carrying the blonde, Kyuhyun took a side glance to the clock work on Sungmin’s desk.

22.13 pm

It’s past ten. In a scurrying rush, Kyuhyun made his way outside the room with Sungmin in his arms.

*****

Ten in the evening is a curfew time for all Students in Royal Sapphire High School. The building must be vacant, unless for exceptional condition. When Sungmin hadn’t come back to his dorm while Kyuhyun was waiting at that time and the rebel’s phone call left unanswered, Kyuhyun got worried and went directly to the Student Council President’s room. There, he found Sungmin, and his answer on why Sungmin didn’t come home yet and answer his phone. Even though he predicted that’s something bad happened to the blonde, Kyuhyun actually hoped he was wrong, and the whole things were just a plain delusion. To say the truth, Kyuhyun didn’t fond of the answer he discovered, he hated to find Sungmin lied helplessly there.

Tonight had never been so long before for Cho Kyuhyun who loved spending more time at night rather than daylight. He felt every freaking second was taunting him in despair, questioning all things he needed to do, what should be done and how he supposed to act to make his lover feeling better or wake up.

After he left the President’s office, he directly ran towards the School’s clinic only to find it empty with the lights off. No wonder, it’s past ten. The School’s in house doctor was left already, including all Students who usually still at School for club activities. Yet, it didn’t stop the rebel (trying) to go there, desperately looking for a help.

*****

Fifteen minutes later, Kyuhyun arrived at Sungmin’s dorm and placed the blonde on his bed in a haste. The rebel decided to take care of Sungmin by himself before going for proper treatments tomorrow morning. After laid the blonde down, he stripped his lover, leaving him only with his briefs, and scanned his body from head to toe, looking for any signs or symptoms of being poisoned, at the same time learning about his lover’s body.

Sungmin’s chest was milky white, quite wide and bulky. His arms were quite muscular. Sungmin had a small waist, toned lower abdomen, shaped pelvic areas and fit legs. The blonde was neither skinny nor fat. He was healthy with enough fats and muscles. The body shape was getting slimmer upon the bottom area.

Kyuhyun traced his fingers on every inch of the other’s body, trying to find something unusual. He felt nothing but a delicate feeling when his fingertips were in contact with the blonde’s smooth skin. It tasted so supple his heart started to thump in irregular beatings. The rebel took a deep breath and tried to focus on his important business. However, he was starting to doubt himself when he traced the biggest temptation area–the lower back–of Sungmin’s body. Kyuhyun already realized it before about the blonde’s enticing lower body shape, especially his, oh so sinful . Thank god he decided to leave Sungmin with his briefs so he didn’t need to see the blonde’s . Otherwise, he wouldn’t take control of his hands to every inch of it.

Found nothing suspicious, he took Sungmin’s hanging bathrobe and moved the blonde around to fit in the said clothing. After he finished, he lifted the blonde and tucked him comfortably under the bed covers.

Kyuhyun took Sungmin’s cell phone in his blazer’s pocket and went to the Kitchen. While searching for a towel, a bowl and glass, the rebel went through Sungmin’s contact list and dialed one of the names that Sungmin like to refer as his best friend, also the last person who probably be with Sungmin before the blonde collapsed, Kim Ryeowook.

*****

Sungmin gasped and snapped his eyes open.

It was dark.

He blinked few times.

Still dark.

He turned his head to the right.

Totally dark.

He turned his head to his left.

He couldn’t see anything.

Sungmin gulped.

He realized… he was alone.

He lifted his hand.

The sight of his bright skin arm was the only source of light.

A chill came down his body.

And he shivered.

Sungmin got scared.

He tried to lift his body and found it unmovable.

His body was paralyzed.

He was stuck in his position.

It freaked him out.

Sungmin opened his mouth to voice out something.

He wanted to ask for a help.

Yet, it was nothing but complete silence.

He was muted.

His voice was gone.

Sungmin was panicked as he shoved his head few times.

He was helpless.

He wanted to see someone now.

Sungmin was scared of being alone.

The thought made his body trembled, as his eyes started to get wet.

He felt the tears b and sloshing.

He cried as teardrops came splashing down.

His mouth was open as he sobbed without a voice.

Lee Sungmin was crying in silence.

.

.

.

“…iinn…”

a Voice.

Sungmin was calming down his cry.

“Miin…”

The voice was getting clear.

It’s calling him.

Someone called him.

Sungmin smiled as he closed his eyes.

He felt relieved.

Finally...

He was not alone anymore.

*****

Clueless is a condition of totally uninformed about what is going on, exactly the same like Cho Kyuhyun been right now. The rebel didn’t know what exactly happened when suddenly Sungmin squirmed in his state of stupor, looking very much uncomfortable and restless. A very soft sobbing moan was coming from the blonde’s mouth soon after. The rebel–who seated at the edge of the bed, beside the sleeping boy with body faced the other’s–quickly responded by compressing a warm towel over Sungmin’s forehead and cheeks. What come next was really surprising him, few drops of tears fell smoothly from the President’s closed eyes.

“……Miin……” Kyuhyun reacted weakly, very much surrender with the other’s condition. “Miin-ah…don’t cry…” the rebel could only wipe the tears with his thumb and whisper while hoping Sungmin could hear him.

Believe that somehow Sungmin heard his voice, the President’s tears was suddenly stop flowing from his eyes. It made the rebel less anxious as he released a soft sigh from his lips. Not long after, Kyuhyun saw the blonde started to shove his head sideways. His breath was suddenly getting ragged and heavy.

“Min…” Kyuhyun cupped the blonde’s moving face, only to feel Sungmin’s panting breathes. The latter’s lips were opened a little, allowing some carbons out from his lungs. A sound of the blonde’s short breath caused the rebel to think that whether Sungmin was running or something in his unconsciousness. “Min-ah, what happened…?”

Sungmin’s breath was getting shorter and heavier as he was panting hard. Kyuhyun saw how difficult Sungmin take in and out an air from his system, like something blocked the way of his respiratory.

“…wa…ter…”

Kyuhyun believed he didn’t imagine things when he heard the blonde’s faint mumble asking for…water. Without wasting any more time to confirm his hearing, Kyuhyun took a glass of water he prepared from the side table. The rebel drank and filled his own mouth with water before leaning down his face towards the other’s. He reached the blonde’s slightly opened lips and glued it with his own, locking it securely and not allowing any space available between their lips.

With a careful lips movement, Kyuhyun transferred all water in his mouth to Sungmin’s, and using his tongue, he forced the blonde to swallow the liquid. When he felt Sungmin’s throat was moving, the rebel knew Sungmin had received the water well. He repeated the mouth-to-mouth exchanging water method for Sungmin few times until the glass was empty.

After few moments, Sungmin became calmer and Kyuhyun finally could loosen up a little bit. He put the glass back to its place and wiped several droplets of water around the blonde’s lips.

*****

A weak blonde boy opened his eyelids slowly. Blurred image of a soft pink colored ceiling and a sunflower painting were welcoming his vision. He blinked few times to restore his eyesight.

Ah… My room…

Lee Sungmin discovered his location when his retina already worked normally. He felt his brain became slower to think, and his body was becoming hard to move. In his situation, the memory of having a dream came into his head.

Waking up with a very painful headache after nightmares already became a common sequence for Sungmin. Whenever he had those lonely dreams, he always woke up with a painful headache as if he wanted to crash his own head to vanish the pain he felt. However, this time was different. He didn’t feel any kind of headache. No pain he needed to endure, just a simple exhausted body.

Wanting to register what happened, Sungmin lifted his body a little and recognized what he was wearing now.

Bathrobe…? How come…

He turned his head to his left and got surprised with his discovery.

Kyu-Hyung…

The blonde’s dusty eyes were rounded and observing a familiar body, who was sitting on the floor beside the bed, back-facing him. His back was supported by Sungmin’s bedframe, looking slumped and weary.

Using all his energy remains, Sungmin unfolded the bed covers and lifted his left hand to reach for the rebel’s shoulder. He rubbed it slowly as soon as his fingers landed on it.

The blonde’s hand movement was paused when Kyuhyun’s head suddenly fell sideway, leaning on his back palm.

“You awake?” Kyuhyun asked in a raucous voice.

Sungmin just hummed in response while allowing the older’s side face lingered on his back palm.

“You idiot. Never ignore your body when it told you to rest.” The rebel continued, still sounded raspy.

What…

Sungmin was a bit startled as he heard it, making him remembered all his trouble before he passed away.

So now, behind those public eyes you called me an idiot?

The blonde slowly retract his hand from the other’s shoulder, feeling confuse.

“And aren’t you the one who always ranting about healthy eating? Talk to the hands, Min…”

Not even looking, you’re giving me a cold shoulder now??

“Yeah… I am an idiot… Always thinking on someone who just accused me an idiot…” Sungmin finally answered, with a weak voice.

“Tsk! Now you blamed me?” a scornful chuckle was heard from the rebel.

“I’m stupid enough to think that person cares about me.” The blonde continued.

Without a warning, the rebel stood up and jumped on Sungmin’s bed. He crawled in position above the lying blonde President, trapping his body with both hands and legs.

A shocked expression was clearly written on Sungmin’s face, especially when his eyes bulged out and his lips opened a little.

*Thumped!*

Sungmin could perceive a nervous physical sensation in his body. His heart started to beat like a drum. Kyuhyun was too close above him, looking very angry and determined. The dark pair of his eyes was piercing through Sungmin intently.

“Hy-Hyung…” Sungmin stuttered, agitated by the other’s unexpected action.

“Don’t you dare thinking I didn’t care about you!” Kyuhyun growled.

The blonde gulped as he stared at the other’s intense look.

“And never, ever collapsed again like that!!” Still in rage, the rebel said furiously. Both of his hands that supporting his body were slightly trembled.

Ah, yes…

One thing that Sungmin didn’t consider when he judged his lover before, Cho Kyuhyun had been through a struggling and hard life. He was like that, harsh with words. From all the people in the world, Sungmin was supposed to understand it. Kyuhyun knew how to act, or show it with actions, but he wasn’t fond of good words, or sometimes too arrogant to admit it out loud.

So, when Kyuhyun caressed his hair, Sungmin should know what it means.

When Kyuhyun smiled at him, Sungmin should understand it.

When Kyuhyun kissed him, Sungmin should perceive the meaning of it.

When Sungmin found himself comfortably in his room after he passed out, he should predicted that Kyuhyun did all those for him.

Kyuhyun was simply walking the talk.

Kyu-hyung…

The blonde President lifted his hands and looped it around the rebel’s neck. He pulled his lips to smile widely, as bright as the sun. “Thank you Hyung…”

Following his words, Sungmin pulled Kyuhyun’s body onto his chest, which the latter resignedly allowed, making a little bounce on the bed when their body and legs crashed, and glued it together afterwards. “And sorry for making you worried…” The blonde interlocked his arms behind the nape of the other, hugging him tight.

The rebel responded equally by snaking his arms under the younger’s body before snuggled his head deeper in the depth of Sungmin’s neck, getting into more comfortable position. “You freaked me out…” he mumbled.

Sungmin released a soft chuckle. “I can imagine… Sorry…”

“When I see you lying there, I thought you got poisoned…” the rebel continued.

Sungmin couldn’t help to giggle a little. “Where did you have that silly thought?”

“We’re bunch of idiots then…”

“Idiot’s couple? Doesn’t seem so bad…” Sungmin continued his giggles.

“You must not reject and must allow me to follow you around, no matter what.” Kyuhyun shifted his head position, and open-mouthedly kissed around the crook of Sungmin’s neck area. “Do you understand Lee Sungmin?” he instructed.

Although it sounded commanding and a bit dominating, Sungmin couldn’t help to think it was sweet. And he melted right away. “Yes…”

“And I’m sorry too…” Kyuhyun added, suddenly lifted his head and untangled his embrace. The rebel landed his chin on the blonde’s chest, while gazing at the younger’s eyes. “Recently...I didn’t mean to avoid you…”

Sungmin was getting a little nervous again when Kyuhyun gave all of his eyes to him, trapping him with a look.

“It’s just… It’s getting hard to resist my lust over you…” Kyuhyun revealed.

The President’s eyelids were stretched a little, showing a disbelieved response.

“I don’t want to force you if I let my carnal lust go on you.”

Sungmin could feel a ticklish sensation when his lover was talking, having his chin moved up and down on his chest.

“Avoiding you was necessary, because I cannot guarantee what I would have done to you if I really couldn’t hold it anymore.”

So… It’s that all about…

The blonde was speechless, as he could feel a shivers across his body.

“I don’t want you to regret and feel scared if we had …” Kyuhyun curled his side lips upwards, forming a little smirk on his face.

So… I was wrong to think you have hidden intention with public affections…

Sungmin was trembling due to his emotion. His eyes looked glistening as it filled with tears. He was trying his best to hold the water in the brim of his eyes.

Kyuhyun raised his hand and caressed the blonde’s soft cheeks with his palm. “No. Don’t…” he warned the blonde not to cry.

Sungmin chuckled in response and nestled his face to the rebel’s touch. He let Kyuhyun’s warmth transferred through his skin for a moment, smiling in contentment.

 “Oh, what should I do about you my ert Kyu…” he jokingly whispered, very much give up about it.

Kyuhyun’s face expression changed into an alert one. “Can you feel it?”

“I do…” He giggled. “Now I know what you’re talking about.” Sungmin continued to laugh when he felt something his crotch.

*Bham!!*

A sound of a door being opened forcefully surprised the couple inside the room. The blonde’s laugh trailed off as he and Kyuhyun turned their head towards the bedroom door in alert. Sungmin arched his eyebrows when the door revealed two people behind it.

“Hyung…”

*****