The muffled voices slowly became clearer, and he felt hands on his chest, putting pressure on it. He felt lips collide with his own, and felt air enter his body. He then realized he couldn't breath, and tried to gasp for air but nothing came in, or out. He couldn't bare opening his eyes, it felt too heavy. He felt his body numb and he couldn't feel it. He couldn't feel anything, but he could hear, a panicked voice as panicked hands worked.
"Come on Taeyong! You can't die! You can't die on me! Wake up! Please!" He felt the hands work harder, faster, and he tried with all his strength to just barely open them, vision came into view. It was all blurred though, and he could feel water as they stung the slightest.
He then felt his body start to work, he felt warmth fill his lungs and coughed a little, water coming out as he felt his throat decalog.
"Taeyong-.." He heard the crack in the voice and strong arms embraced his small frame. He barely had a breath to even catch, and panted harshly, his lungs filling themselves desperately.
"Why did you scare me like that- please- please never scare me like that every again- please." The pleading voice broke his heart, and he felt the cold air latch to his skin once again.
His body curled against the other bodies warmth, and he felt those arms around him tighten. He couldn't make out a single word as he couldn't feel his vocal cords.
He grasped the hand tightened around him, and it quickly held back.
"It's okay. I'm here." He heard a whisper behind him, and that calmed his nerves.
He then felt himself being cradled, and finally looked up to see the one and only angel. Those worried big brown orbs staring down at him, that brown hair laying messily on top of each other, and shiny damp lips from being placed on his.
"Jae-hyun-.." his voice cut off after the 'Jae' and a hand cupped his face gently.
"I'm here." Jaehyun reassured.
"Come on, it's okay now." The other whispered, and Taeyong felt himself being lifted bridal style out of the bathroom. A towel placed around him.
He gave a shiver from the cold, as his body was still wet with cold water.
He then gripped onto the others clothes as they entered a bedroom, Taeyong gently being placed on a chair in the room. Jaehyun quickly wrapped towels around him, and grabbed a small one as he dried his hair.
Neither of them spoke, it was just comfortable silence the whole time as they dried off, got dressed, and got ready for bed. Taeyong on the other hand couldn't help but wanting to apologize for his outraged actions. He couldn't help but feel guilty, regret picking at him.
He sat on the edge of the bed as he heard Jaehyun enter the room.
"Jaehyun..." he slowly spoke, feeling his voice croak and ache from the water.
"What is it love?" It was as if Jaehyuns attention immediately went to Taeyong, and Taeyong couldn't help but feel selfish with it. The soft words that Jaehyun spoke, he knew they were just for him and him only.
"I'm sorry...." he whispered softly as he looked down, avoiding eye contact as he felt Jaehyuns stare on him.
He heard nothing for awhile, but then felt the bed dip and a sudden hug from behind made him jump.
"You don't need to apologize Taeyong. It's not your fault." The other whispered.
"Are you sure?...." Taeyong whispered in guilt.
"I'm positive." The other reassured. "Just talk to me, okay? That's all I ask." The other said.
"Ok." Taeyong said softly.
Taeyong felt a satisfied smile sit on his lips as they cuddled the rest of the night, in complete peace as they lied together.
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