Jeongin's POV
argh......I feel so heavy...why is it so hot?......
A white ceiling illuminated by the bright sun greeted me as I opened my eyes. I stared at the ceiling as I noticed my heavy breathing, I opened my mouth to breathe easier. Wiggling my fingers, I noticed they were shaky and I had trouble lifting my hand. I realised my wet shirt stuck on me and the small towel on my head. I sighed as I closed my eyes and laid my arm on my eyes.
"Jeongin? Are you awake?" A familiar voice said. The only voice I kept avoiding.
I took my arm off my head and looked to the side. With his extra curly hair and puffy face, he made my face seem hotter than it already is. "Hyung...." I mumbled with slight trouble.
His eyes visibly lit up as a bright smile came onto his face. To my surprise, he took my hand and squeezed it tight. "I'm glad you're okay...." he laid his head on my hand.
An awkward atmosphere soon greeted my loudly. None of us wanted to talk, I just stared at his head as he still laid his head on my hand. I wonder if he's even awake. Wanting to break the silence, I wiped the sweat off my head and stared at my digital clock.
11:56 am
Sunday
Sunday.........wait what? But..........Friday..
i swore it was Friday today....
"Sunday?" I spoke softly.
Chan hyung raised his head and looked at me with concerned eyes. "Innie, you......you had an asthma attack. Don't you remember?"
"Ah......." Was all that came out of my mouth. That but how did I get into my bedroom? Wasn't I at the Park?
"Jisung found you at the park laid down behind a tree. You were wet and the rain soaked your clothes. He called me and I took you home." Chan started explaining, his hands tightening on my hand and he pressed his forehead onto my hand again. "When I carried you to your house you looked so........so.....lifeless.....Jeongin..." Just as his voice started to break. I felt warm tears on my hand.
Without thinking I sat up and faced him. Wiping the warm tears off his face, I mumbled softly, "hyung, no no no.... please don't cry..."
I felt him hold my hand and put it on his face. I caressed his face while holding his other hand. "Jeongin....why were you under the tree in the first place?" He asked, growing serious.
I took in a deep breath, not knowing what to say. A few silent seconds passed and he called my name again. "Jeongin." He held both of my hands. My eyes darted everywhere except to the guy infront of me. Because of my nervousness, I guess my breathing started to get quicker, causing Chan to panic.
"Jeongin! Are you okay? Do you need your inhaler? Nebulizer?" Chan stood up ready to dart for my medical things in the next room.
"Ah....."I breathed out noticing my fast breathing. "I.....I....I think I'll- I'll just take a rest for a second." I started laying down.
"I'll go get your inhaler just incase." He said and went out the door.
I sighed as I hugged my pillow. I felt a shiver on my legs so I put on my blanket. Damn short-ass shorts. Feeling down, I counted my breaths and fell asleep again.
Chan's POV
I quietly closed his door after seeing him breathing normally again. Sighing while leaning on his door, I closed my eyes, trying to calm my heart.
"Who the hell would do that to such an innocent boy like him!" I hissed softly.
I walked down the stairs to find Jaein on the couch again. "You should go find a job you know." I said as I sat down beside her.
"Iiiiiiiii do have a job~" she answered still staring at the tv and eating chips. "Anyway, how is he?" She asked.
"Sleeping."
She let out a sigh and sat up straight. "What happened to his stomach and back? Why is it full of bruises? What kind of devil would do that?!?" She threw clenched a pillow.
"I don't know. But I have a feeling that on the day we found him, someone beat him up and threw him behind the tree." Chan speculated.
"Ah! And they only put bruises on his back and stomach so no one would see!!" Jaein shouted.
"Shut up you loud mouth!" Chan covered her mouth. She slapped his hand away. "Smart bitches."
"But who would've done it? Does Innie have any bullies at school?" Jaein asked.
".....Not that I know of.... I'll ask Seungmin or Jisung." He said and sighed.
He stood up went back to his room carrying his nebulizer and inhaler. He put them down on his side table and sat on his chair beside the bed again. And stared at him, wrapped up in his blanket cocoon. Sighing for the nth time, he buried his head in his hands.
"Nggh.....no....." He heard Jeongin groan from inside his cocoon. He cocked his head up and watched him.
"Please........stop.....no!.....hurts!.." he kicked the sheets off him and hugged his stomach.
Chan stood up and tried to calm him down. He patted his head while telling him to calm down. Soon, his breathing grew softer and his sweaty face became calmer. Chan caressed his face gently and sighed again.
Suddenly, Jeongin let out a little gasp and hugged Chan, which surprised him very much. He felt relieved to have his arms around the boy again. And to let the boy hug him.
"Innie..." he sighed and caressed his hair comfortingly. And that was when he felt him inhale sharply, those sharp inhales soon turned into sobs. His eyes widened as his heart wanted to cry.
"Jeongin, why are you crying?" He asked softly, rubbing his back.
The crying boy took a deep breath before speaking in a broken voice. "I'm sorry hyung!!" He cried out. "I'm so sorry I- hic! I kept ignoring you- and-" his words got cut off by some aggressive coughing.
"Hey! Calm down first!" He let go of his hug and saw the wreck that he was. His hands were stuck onto his sweating eyes, his hair protruding in various areas, his shirt stuck onto his body with sweat. Chan's heart broke at the sight but also fluttered.
"Jeongin...." he said and removed his hands from his face. He wiped away his falling tears and brushed his hair away from his face. "I'm sorry hyung.....I was so scared...." he mumbled as more tears fell.
"No no no, baby, it's okay. It's not as if you're going to leave me." He let Jeongin open his eyes. "Are you?"
The younger's eyes widened. "What?! No! Never!"
Chan couldn't help himself but smile at his answer. "See? Besides, you only ignored me for like five or four days. So don't worry baby, I'm not mad or anything." He hugged him. "I could never get mad at you." He smiled at him again and fixed his hair.
"Really?" Jeongin asked with big hopeful eyes.
"Yes baby~" he answered, making Jeongin blush.
"I d-do-do-don't believe you!" He said, covering the lower half of his face.
"Oh you better believe it." Chan said in a low voice leaning in.
"Oh but I don't!" Jeongin retorted while moving backward.
"You should." Chan smirked teasingly while climbing on the bed.
"No!" Jeongin said followed by a small giggle.
"Yes!" Chan smiled wider and crawled closer. The two exchanged "no" and "yes" for a little while before Jeongin was laying on the bed, not noticing that Chan was now hovering over him.
"No." Jeongin teased with a small mischievous smirk.
"Say that one more time and I swear I'll have to go to extreme measures." Chan threatened with the same smirk as Jeongin.
"No!" Jeongin shouted with pure happiness before Chan sat on his lower body and poking the younger's sides. Jeongin erupted in laughter as he wriggled under Chan. Meanwhile, the older was enjoying the sight of the wriggling younger under him, happy that he isn't crying anymore.
"Hey, wait! Hyung- my stomach- it- it hurts- argh!" Jeongin groaned and Chan immediately got off him with a small gasp.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright? Are-" Chan was worried but as soon as Jeongin dashed for his door, he realised he fell for the younger's trick.
"Yah!" He said and caught him before he reached the door. He wrapped his limbs around him and jumped on the bed with a cackling Jeongin.
He was ontop of him again, tickling. That is until someone came in.
"Hey Jeongin, I have your medi— wHaT thE heLl dO yoU thInk you'Re doInG To mY bAbY bRoThEr?!?!"
Jeongin screeched and pushed Chan off him which caused him to fall to the floor.
"Ow!" He groaned as he got onto his knees. "Why'd you- ......oh"
"Is 'oh' all you're gonna say?! After harassing MY PURE BABY?!" Woojin stomped his feet.
"Hyung wait-" Jeongin tried to help Chan but Woojin didn't notice him.
"I did not harass— oW!!! WoOjIn. ThAt huRts!!!" He held his ear that was pinched by Woojin.
"Stay here." He glared at Jeongin.