Character: Ryeowook, Kyuhyun

       Dragging a chair in front of the male, Kyuhyun softly speaks. "Does it hurt?"

       Shaking his head, Ryeowook throws his gaze across the taller shoulder. "I didn't feel anything, I can't."

       "That's okay. Wait here. I'll look for the aid kit."

       Nodding heedlessly, his eyes trail over Kyuhyun's retreating silhouette, and transfixes there, waiting for the said male to come back, if he comes.

       Ryeowook doesn't really take in, that the lanky doctor has finally done bandaging his hand, when suddenly he stands up, muttering something. "Zhoumi-hyung will be mad at me for this." Walking towards the center, the designer continues. "He designs this by himself, and forces Kibum to include it in the blueprint."

       Turning himself around, he asks; eyes doesn't quite focus on the target. "Can you fix these messes? I don't think I can." Chuckle lightly, he observes the wrapping. "I hurt myself, purposely."

       Closing the distance between them, the lanky male puts his both hands, gently on the smaller arm bone. While one stays as the said position, his right hand brushes lightly against the fabric. "Don't worry. I'll fix them." I'll fix every mess.

       "Why?" Dark brown eyes meet the hazel one.

       "Because..." Getting himself lost in the beautiful eyes, he brings his hand up against the smaller nape, while the other hand travels down to the waist, before resting at the small back of Ryeowook's. Leaning over, Kyuhyun pecks his lips gently, before going for the forehead. "...I want to."

       He pulls Ryeowook closer to him, wrapping his arms around the smaller frame,. Caressing the light brown hair, he plants kisses on the top of his hair. Once again, Kyuhyun lets one hand travels down to the waist, reaching for the other hands. He then brings Ryeowook's hand around his back, as he's whispering the exact same word, on the other night.

       "You should be stronger than this, Ryeowook. Though, I don't think I deserve anything coming from you, I'm selfish. I'm selfish enough that I want you to myself. I want to go through thick and thin, with you."

       Kyuhyun's front shirt drenched as the result of the tears that pouring down endlessly. lightly against the smooth nape, he draws circles behind the petite's backside. It bruises his heart nevertheless, seeing the love of his life crying his heart out.

       And it is an incredibly hurt to stop him from crying river of tears, as the shuddering keeps rumbling throughout his body, as in letting him cries himself out. Ryeowook grips the fabric against Kyuhyun's back tightly, wanting the pain to evaporate, desperately, hopelessly.

p/s: I'm marking this story to complete. Though I'm still left you guys in hanging, fear no more because, I don't know I feel like people will actually trying to kill me with their words if they did not get the full story from me. The world is scary - I believe in that. 

Thanks guys, really.