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Hongjoong heard a light knock coming from his studio's door. The male let out a sigh. Eden just left, had he forgotten something that he is back? Scrunching his nose a little as he got up feeling the pain once again, the male got up answer the door.

"O-oh hello Haneul noona! Did Eden hyung send you here?"

"Ahh hingjoong-shii are you okay? And no Eden didn't send me here. I just wanted to check up as I saw the lights were open from outside."

Haneul smiled softly as she spoke, her eyes turning into crecents. Hongjoong smiled back and shook his head a little.

"Not really, It still hurts and so the doctor advised rest." He replied gulping which very much made the nervousness he was feeling visible. The woman infront of him nodded understanding him.

"It's okay! I hope you feel better soon. I can tell you must be worried about the debut but don't worry. I wish you a fast recovery, fighting!"

Hongjoong giggled as Haneul lifted her hand forming her fist and doing a little movement to show her support. He nodded thanking her for the lovely gesture. Just then Haneul recieved a phone call and so the two bid goodbye. Hongjoong returned back but this time he sat on his black chair where he usually used to it sit brainstorming and sticking his eyes to screen before the unfortunate event of his injury. The male let out a sigh, closing his eyes and relaxing his body on the chair. He tried to control his imperfect breathing but he wasn't able to do much. Eyes closed but his mind kept replaying the memory from earlier. The uneasy faces his members had when they saw him in pain replaced with upset ones as they heard about the postponded debut. It didn't take him much long to feel tears ooze out of his eyes once again. 

And suddenly, he heard a key being inserted into the doorknob and then the creaking of his studio door.Hongjoong quickly snapped his head back but who he saw made his breath hitch. He gets up from the chair.

"S-seonghwa?"

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"Seonghwa?" I stop my movements as I see him after searching for hours. My chest hurts all of a sudden, I can see his breath hitch and tears making down his face.

"N-no! Stay b-back" Hongjoong yelled all of a sudden making me stop from walking again but no. I can't. I need to apologize.

"P-please h-hyung. I don't w-want to see y-you. I-"

He starts sobbing now and the stuttering of his words is making the guilt in me further engulf me. I move utpo him without wasting anytime but he backs up. Trembling, my hands reach to him but he pushes them back with what I can tell all the energy he has left at the moment. I feel my eyes get glossy realy fast, he's rejected my touch. He grabs onto his legs with a tight grip and brings them to his chest placing his head in between sobbing out loud.

"Hongjoongie, I- I am so so sorry! I'm s-so sorry!"

I can feel myself cry out as I say the words I should've said a long time ago. My hands reach his petite body and embrace him into a hug while he's still sobbing.

"I'm so fucking sorry for e-everything I've done. F-for everything I- I said and d-did. Yunho! H-he t-told me the truth even t-though you both did the same y-years ago y-yet I c-completely defeaned and b-blinded myself that day."

I rub his back to calm down his nerves even though mine are on a roller coaster themselves.

"I even c-called you useless. Heck I e-even put your p-parents into i-"

My eyes are left wide as I hear him cry out louder and then choke. I quickly look around the room and find a waterbottle on his desk and grab onto it.

"H-here!"

He takes it from my hand and drink the water. As he's done I slowly take the bottle from his hands. Our eyes not really moving from eachother's at all. I can clearly see how red and puffy they are, surrounded by dark circles. His face gives off the same look, it's slightly swelled up and red. Without giving it much thought my hands travel to his face and cup his cheeks making him flinch under my touch.

Did he think I was going to hit him? But I've never done that before.

Wait. He is hot. No, not that hot, the fever-ish hot. Shit, He's burning right now.

"A-are y-you sick?" I ask him.

Before he can say anything I can see him slap his hand over his mouth and gag a little. Oh no... His stands up all of a sudden and I do the same. I grab onto him, pulling him towards the door leading him towards the  other corner of studio. Even though it's small, right now it feels enormous.

"F-fast" he whispers as we make our way to the restroom. I open the door he just as he sits near the toilet seat it doesn't take him even a second to throw up into the toilet bowl. I can't watch him. I' might throw up as well. I just sit beside him and rub his back my eyes shut tight so I don't see the sight or I might end up doing the same.

As he's done he cries out like before. I can feel the energy drain out of his body but completely this time as his body collapses into arms.

"I f-feel dizzy" he whispers again, slightly closing his eyes. I sigh and position my arms under his body. As I get up with him in my hands he leaves a slight squeal. The two of are now onto the couch and I grab the bottle from earlier bringing it closer to his mouth fro which he slowly gulos it down.

"Your throat must be burning from that. Sleep."I say to him as I make him lay down picking myself up to make space for him.

"D-don't w-want to" I hear him whine but them close his eyes again. My eyes don't move away from him and a few minutes later I hear his breathing relax making me chuckle. And he's asleep.

I slightly stretch my arms and relax my back against the hard part of the couch. It doesn't take me too long to feel sleepy as well from all the exhaustion as for earlier and so I shut myself to fall asleep as well.

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