A handsome man could be seen running like a mad bull through the revolving door into the lobby area of a world-classed hotel in Shanghai, causing all the people there to turn their head at him, abandoning their business for a while. The man’s thick brows were knitted together and his expression clearly showed that he was in a huge anxiety. Sweats were drenching his white shirt making it sticking onto his skin, showing his extraordinary good body shape. Some female occupants there could not help but to stare at the human sculpture while drooling.

He continued running and running without stopping even after he bumped onto several hotel workers and guests causing them to curse at him in various languages you might know, including Mandarin and English, even Spanish. Despite all that, he still paid no attention to his surrounding and continued to run towards the elevator, minding nothing but a person while heading to his destination upstairs.

He stepped into an elevator and pushed the button to the eighteenth floor frantically, hoping it would go up faster. A useless action he did there. While he glared at the elevator’s screen that displayed the number of floor with his murderous look, other people that were also in that metal box just watched in fear from the back. Some even praying for protection, just in case the well-built creature in front of them decided to attack them. When a ding sound was heard, they could not be any happier. They breathed out in relief when the said man dashed off the elevator.

The man stopped in front the door of a room numbered 1013 and quickly swiped the key card using his sweaty right hand. He stepped inside the room and welcomed by an empty, dimmed and silent lounge room. As his eyes wildly searching for a specific figure, he managed to notice an opened container of pills on the coffee table. Some of the white pills were scattered on the table and even on the floor. He continued looking for the figure while his heart started thumping more franticly. When he found none, he made his way hurriedly towards a bedroom which he believed the person he searched for was inside.

Using his long muscly arm, he flung the door open revealing a figure lying on the king-sized bed in a cocoon of thick blanket. A cold chill hit his sweaty skin, sending a wave of goose bump throughout his body for a while. He gulped unconsciously as fear built up in him. He stepped forward towards the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed while inspecting the figure closely.

“Kyuhyun-ah.” The man called softly while pulling off the layers of blanket a little bit, revealing a medium sized shoulders which were covered by a lime colored t-shirt. He caressed the sleeping man’s cheeks gently, flinching a bit when his fingertips touched the freezing skin.

‘No, no, no, no. This is not happening.’ His mind chanted again and again liked a mantra. He tried his best to add some heat to those pale cheeks while waiting for the man he called Kyuhyun to wake up from his sleep. Tears were threatening to fall from his eyes. He reached for a pair of soft hands under the blanket and engulfed them in his bigger ones.

“Kyunnie, p-please wake up.” He called shakily while shaking the figure. He pulled the young man onto his lap carefully, cradling the limp figure while pushing a few strands of hairs from the closed eyes. He stared at the peaceful face. Tears trickled free down his cheeks when the man who usually would answer his calls immediately did not respond and just stayed still in his arms.

Siwon sobbed into the silky hair of his boyfriend with tears poured down more heavily than before. “Kyu, wake up please. I’m here baby. I’m so sorry. Please don’t do this to me. I promise, will be a good man. I will change. I will never do that again. Please Kyu. Wake up.” He pleaded again pitifully. He hugged the figure tightly against his chest, afraid to let him go. Again, no respond was heard. Siwon broke down. He wailed wildly in that cold room, screaming out Kyuhyun’s name again and again.

“KYUHYUN!!!!!”