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5: Talk

The only one I can call to talk about Haechie is Johnny and when I did, he told me he was already in the airport and he only has atleast 2 minutes left to chitter with me because he has to turn his phone off already. I told him about what happened to Haechie and he replied that there is only one explanation to his actions: he slipped out of little space.

Currently, I don't know what to do. I guess I finally realized why Johnny told me that it is much better to deal with Haechie when he's in little space. He's totally unrecognizable right now!

It's already midnight and he still hasn't calmed down. I don't know why but I'm pretty sure I did nothing to make him cry. I'm guessing that he's just overwhelmed and scared. I also tried talking to him to atleast make him eat dinner but he refuses to reply nor look at me.

"Hey…" I tried again for the nth time. Still, he doesn't look at me. He's more focused on nibbling his fingers. "Hi? Haechie?"

Soft sniffles filled the awkward silence.

"I guess… I haven't told you my name yet?" I chap off my lips as I wait for him to atleast nod his head or shook it, but what did I expect? He's not gonna talk.

"Oh, I did. Earlier this morning," I huff. "You call me Malk. Or Milk." I let out a small laugh and stared at him again.

Honestly, I don't know why I'm soothing him right now. I don't even know if this is still necessary. I could've just let him be and leave him right here because for certain, that's what he wants me to do, or just lock myself inside my room but I didn't.

I will just wrap my mind with the reasons: it is cold out here. If I leave him throughout the night, he'll catch a cold. Second, he slipped out of little space. I don't know his attitude when he's not in age-regression-stage so I'm worried he'll think about escaping and Johnny would kill me.

"Do you trust me now?" I attempt to milk out information from him again but it's useless.

"Are you hurt?" I add.

Although I look somehow weird because I'm likte alking to a crying wall, I didn't stop still. I'm so eager to talk to him and I don't even know why.

"Do you wanna go to bed with me now?"

None.

"Or take the couch atleast so you wouldn't get cold."

No answer, of course.

"Haechie…" I utter in a soft voice. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise you, you'll be safe with me. Just please… follow me."

Looking up on his shoulders which brought me ease, he sniffles. I finally caught his eye which I've been wanting to have since forever! I smiled and lent out a hand, still in front of him crouching on the floor.

"Let's go to bed now, hmm?"

"N-No…" He answers in a very small and tiny voice, to my surprise. He lightly shook his head and started to stick closer to the wall.

I sigh defeatedly. "Donghyuck?"

He looked at me again. His fingers were formed into a fist as it has always been as he shudders. I want to make him calm, though. I really, really want to.

"Why?"

"What?" I lean closer to hear him. "I didn't hear it quite well. What was it?"

"Why?" He repeats, smaller than the other but  it was more audible for me. "Why… are you doing this?"

"Nothing…" I purse my lips into a thin line. At the same time, I feel my heart beat fast in nervousness as he looks at me with his questioning eyes. "Because you're with me?"