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Won Jongjin x Kim Jonghyun - Jongjin POV

Prompt: The two staying in to have movie night


There's something about him.

I've...never been quite able to put my finger on what it is, though.

"JJ~~~! I can't handle this mooovviiieeee!" I listened to him whine and squirm, burying his face in my shoulder as All Dogs Go to Heaven made him nearly cry for the third time. Needless to say, I never saw myself in this predicament before... I had always though that solitude was mine alone and happiness came in the form of reach-less fleeting memories of past times that I had ruthlessly destroyed by my own hands. Before, I was only good enough for every hole in the wall with a dark enough shadow to bathe in for every piece I left on the floor that day, for every frown on their faces, for the tears in the eyes of swans I had hunted without motive other than self loathing and greed. There was nothing for me. I could roam for as long as I wanted...I could live the life of the forever highs where blinding lights, ear popping music, and sex were never, and yet always, on demand. I could drown out the shrieks of songbirds and the tightening noose with a facade of 'living'.

I didn't want my wounds licked. Let them bleed and fester....let them sear my soul and fillet the nerves. Let me burn in the hottest of flames, tear my skin apart into jigsaw puzzles, and squeeze my lungs and heart so that maybe...I could save myself from the dreams that nip and beckon me back every now and then...

Pain was living. I could never forget...But I could distract myself. To sleep was to give myself up to what I wasn't willing to face. Sleeping was surrendering. To sleep was to die. A very...uncooperative death, but a death nonetheless.

"JJ?"I look down, expecting to see the top of his fluffy, nearly stark white hair to see a brilliant pair of eyes that could put diamonds to shame staring up at me, silently pondering where I had gone off to in his time of emotional need as Charlie did indeed go back to heaven." Yeah...?" He puckered out his lower lip in a pout that I always found...unfair." It's over..." I hadn't even noticed." Pick another movie...." He watched me for a moment, as if trying to discern what inner turmoil was ravaging this body before I quietly placed a kiss on his forehead." Go..." With no questions and only a singe glance, Jonghyun lifted the blanket from over our bodies and went to choose again.

I found that one of my favourite pastimes was to watch him...we're about the same height. I'm maybe an inch taller, but despite this...he was always very...solid. Very rarely did I not find an opportunity to appraise the curves and hills of his chest to the smooth valley of his wide, sturdy back...Jjong was a man, in...most of every sense. Attractive...enticing...My hands couldn't help themselves, sometimes... I couldn't help myself sometimes.

But...that still...isn't quite it.

I love the side of him that pulled at my collar, gnaws his teeth in my neck, ran those nails in jagged rows of red ribbons down my back...I like being jerked around by him...I like being his...He could kill me a thousand times over and if only by his hand would I love it.

That...isn't quite it either...

I love his mouth...how he pouts...how he smirks...how he smiles...how he frowns....how full and swollen his lips become when I find myself an addict for them...How the inside of his cheek is soft and silky...How his tongue fits perfectly against mine. I love every second of that time where I'm dying for him because living is too painful. He'll lick every wound...and close them as the continue to open.

Hmmm...

I love that whimper he makes when I make it clear that I wanted him in the every way possible. When I hold him tightly, and lead him by his collar. He melts like chocolate in the heat. There's no fighting. He lets me have him... He gives himself to me and trusts that I will hold him no less tighter in the morning than I did before. He trusts so blindly that it's foolish. He loves so fervently that it's reckless. And yet, I can't help but to silently cry for it's not what I deserve for those whose tears I've wasted. One as so kind as he is to love the me that can not begin to understand the feeling in such depths...I wonder sometimes...who the real demon is...

But-

"There we go...." He crawls back in between my legs and lays against me, protecting us from the cold with a blanket as the next movie started. Unconsciously, my arms wrapped around him. Before long, when the sounds of Jonghyun pretending that he was "Princess of Genovia" died down and I found him, grinning like an idiot with his eyes flutter close, I could only stare in wonder as it was more impossible for him to sleep than it was for me...and yet, he trusted me so blindly...and loved me so fervently..that he could find that one place where he could close his eyes and not cry out at a past he couldn't have helped... His eyes fluttered open to mine and his lips curled." Are you watching me...?" I couldn't figure words to form and yet he already knew what I said... His arms wraps around me and his hair nuzzles against my cheek. He hums softly before he becomes motionless again.....

And I have never felt so warm before...and if I had, it was a very long time ago...Nothing hurt...There was no pain. I stare ahead in thought only to find my eyes drooping...

Ah... That may be it...

Before I could ponder it, my eyes shut...

Whether or not I could dream...it didn't matter...because for once..or maybe for the second...or third time in my life...

I live a life just as warm in my sleep...as I would when I would open my eyes again.

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Won Jongjin x Wang Yiyi - Jongjin POV

Prompt: I Won't Say I'm In Love - my character falls in love with yours, but is too afraid to admit it.

It has been exactly two weeks since she had first arrived to the Valley. At first, he could only spare a short glance while he cared for the windows of his establishment before he took another quiet look, the circles his hand was making in an attempt to clean slowly became ovals. Something in him had clicked. A light bulb in some inner compartment turned on. Jongjin watched her until she went out of his view, and even then, her vision was still there in his mind. He had no plausible explanations for this…and simply wrote it off as curiosity.

The next few days after that, more and more would he find his gaze stolen by her. A quiet thing, if no one had lifted their head, her passing would go unnoticed, but nature followed in behind her as well. Buds smiled as she traveled, and the wind danced to be touched by her. Colors brightened and glowed with pride to have kissed the very air that she breathed. The lungs sighed to live in that very same air, and the heart yearned to find the place where her heart resided as well. Yet the body kept it’s place and made no move to fulfill these wishes.

She had introduced herself as Wang Yiyi, but preferred to be called Yi. it was only a simple mishap where they bumped into each other as Jongjin turned, finding her on her rear and her groceries rolling out of the bag.Hastily, she apologized first before goign to collect her goods. Normally, Jongjin would’ve moved right along, but…even to his own surprise, he bent over to pick up an orange making its valiant escape.He hadn’t uttered a single syllable to her, and yet she pondered at him with a sort of awe-like stare. Then with a smile, she thanked him. It hd only been a week, and yet JJ had fallen hard.

“Haaaaaah! I can’t take this anymore.” A dark left eye raised from the counter of the cafe to the man across the way. Pale, stark white hair recieved a ruffle from it’s owner before Jongjin was met with rather interesting and enchanting eyes that formed a rather incredulous gaze.” Just tell her already!” Jongjin raised a brow before quietly taking a sip of his tea.” What do you me-” “Don’t ‘What do you mean’ me, JJ! I’m Satan, God Damnit.” Jongjin glared at his best friend for the way he mimicked his voice, whiny and annoying. He then went back to taking a sip of his tea.” I hate you so mu- You’re in love!” And Jongjin stopped in his tracks, teacup to his lips while his heart hitched.

Love?

Did he know who he was talking to? In all the thiry years of his life, Jongjin had never fallen. It was a word so foreign to his heart, yet so rampant that it resisted the impending reject.”No chance, Jonghyun.. You already know… There’s no way that it’s possible.” His friend looked to him with apologetic eyes, eyes that could sympathize.” Don’t be proud, JJ… I can see it in your eyes…if only you could see the grin they wear when you think of her. I can see right through you. And don’t fight me on it… Haven’t I always been able to tell how you were feeling…what or who you were thinking of?” Jongjin was quiet, but lifted his gaze up to his friend who grinned.” You got it bad, JJ.”

Only a week and a half after meeting her, they ran into each other again, outside of a flower shop. Jongjin meant to pass by but she spoke first, and he couldn’t force himself to keep going. She was considering whether or not she should buy the peach colored roses. She spoke of flowers and how she loved them…her favorites and her desire to build a garden of her own. In the end, she did not buy one. And instead, left with Jongjin’s heart.

On a illuminated, warm morning, he’d often see her outside. She kept to herself, preferring to sit on one of the benches that was stationed on the large path that cut through the park. Although he was only passing by, he would find his gaze slipping to the side, always checking if she was there today…if she was reading, or maybe she was taking a small nap in the thermal blanket of the sun. There were times that it seemed as if she were the sun, lighting the world awake with her existence.

Wang Yiyi was indeed the sun. He was the shy moon that hid behind the Earth that could only peek and steal glances.

While she slept on a bench on this day, Jongjin stood in front of her. Two weeks… That was all it took. He looked to the item in his hands before carefully placing it in her lap before departing. He’d watch her awake from afar and her surprise at the peach colored rose in her lap…Her smile… He came to terms with it…He wouldn’t dare let the words leave his lips.

But…

At least, out loud, I won’t say I’m in Love.

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Jongjin Self Para

Prompt: After his and Jonghyun's falling out

There’s nothing.

There was nothing when I came, and there will be nothing after me. It was always like that.

“It will always be that way”

Jongjin laid on his bed, still fully clothed from yesterday. His eyes bore into the ceiling while an unlit cigarette resided between his lips. Beside him and the bed was a small nightstand where a porcupine of an ashtray sat, indicating just how often Jongjin had a cigarette recently. The only reason why this one wasn’t lit…it was his last one. He was going to need it one day, so he was saving it.

He didn’t really understand it. Jongjin knew he knew better. Ever since he was a child, expectations where like rainbows — brilliant, worthwhile, and….too high to reach. Why would that be any different now? Just like how he could never reach then then, even after a few years shy of a decade, why did he think that it seemed so easy? Like he was meant to have this one thing.

Joke’s on you, Jongjin. There’s nothing.

There was nothing for him here. It was just like everywhere else. No one. Nothing. He briefly wondered that dog had gone off to again, but quickly discarded the thought. It had been two months already… Jun was no longer around…Neither was that reporter woman…Sooner or later, he figured he’d be going too. His thoughts wandered back to when he followed that Zico guy…and the knife the threatened to slice his neck open. In retrospect, he wondered if Zico should’ve done it. The world wouldn’t have changed. Would the world have even noticed? Probably not.

Turning his head, he looked to the calendar, blinking at few times. Mother’s day was last week today.He stared for a moment, and then his eyes lowered. He didn’t send anything this year….or last year, to be honest. He never knew if she got them as she was the only person that he felt worth acknowledging on these days and he never put a return address on the envelope. He never stayed anywhere too long to do so.

Y-you are a g-god damn coward.

He winced slightly as he made a face as the memories seemed to keep coming back

You run away, and run away, Jongjin! That’s all you ever f-fucking do is run!

What was the point of letting people in? Letting people come close? All people would do is move on, with or without him….or he broke him with his own hands. Why should he try? It just...

It hurts.

He raised his right hand to look at, noting how if looked as if nothing had happened… The pain was gone and the scars weren’t there… but instead.. They were taken from his hand - the scars and the pain- and put somewhere in side of him. And somehow he wished that he hadn’t let himself be fixed… He needed the scars and the physical pain… It was a lot better than the pain where you’re not really hurt, but it feels like it. Maybe it was because when he looked of his hand, he thought. And his thoughts were what was hurting. They were thoughts of someone who was going to move on from him. He wondered…if he should put them back there himself, instead.

"Nnn" And image flashed in his head…one the plague him often…He turned to his side, trying to wipe it from his mind. His hands pulling it apart…crushing it… Maybe…it really was time to move on soon. It might’ve meant that he was going to run again…but it sure did beat all of this. Laying on his side, he took the cigarette from his lips and sighed, shifting. Really, all he wanted to do right now…was just sleep.

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Samuel x Kikwang

Prompt: The Crystal Chamber - my character discovers an ancient historical site with yours.

“Haaaah… Haaaah”

The sun beat down on the pair as they scooped and searched in the sand that even Samuel would even admit was a little toastier than he’d imagine. For miles and miles, there was nothing but the grains of the golden sea that glistened in the sun. There didn’t seem to be any end to it and the days flowed by slowly as if time here didn’t mean a thing. One day felt like thirty.

Samuel frowned as he couldn’t find what they were looking for, looking up to the other he had with him. Kikwang’s face shone with sweat, even under the cloths that were wrapped around his head and face.His body was covered from head to toe to protect him from the scalding heat and the sun. Samuel frowned.They had been at this for so long…and now to be aimlessly scooping around in the dessert? “What’s wrong…?”

Samuel blinked himself back to reality as he stared at the other, bright eyed. “A-Ah…I was just wondering…if we’ll really find what we’re looking for… I’ll be okay, but you…” Samuel gave the other a worried look and he was given a cheerful laugh back.”I’m fine! I gotta make sure you come out okay.” Samuel was comforted by his warm smile and nodded, going back to the search.

Somewhere nearby, the sound of galloping lifted Sam’s head…He hadn’t noticed it before, but it gradually got louder and louder. “K-Kikwang…” Sam was frozen for a second. A small group on horses were galloping their way towards them, looking to be nothing more than shady, armed men.” Sam! Let’s go!” Moving towards his older companion without any hesitation, Samuel hadn’t distributed his weight and slipped, falling.” Nn…” Pushing himself back up, something rather shiny caught his eye. it was mostly buried, but even then, Samuel reached for it. “Come on!” Kikwang pulled him up and he followed behind him, fist closed tight. It was no use.

They were soon surrounded. ” Yah! Let’s make this easy. Cough up anything you have of value~” Samuel looked up as the mean circled them on their horses. Sam sneered. before Kikwang could say anything, the tiny youth blurted,” Make me!” He clench his fist tight, as if hiding something. Kikwang instinctively pulled the boy to him.” We don’t want any trouble, guys.” One of the guys had been studying Sam closely. “He’s got something in his hand… ” Sam growled. “Hand it over, Boy.” The seemingly Leader of the group pulled out his sword and pointed it at the two.

Kikwang and Samuel were quiet. Whish-Crack! Out of nowhere, a long, black leather whip snapped one of the horse’s back and the creature rose, ejecting his rider. The group was now in disarray and Samuel put away his item, pulling out a sling shot While Kikwang, made short work of one of the thieves. One faced Samuel with a grin.” Bring it on you bra-AH!!”Samuel had placed one of his largest marbles into the shot and shot it at the others face, planting it in his eye before it fell out, leaving him on the ground. Together, Samuel and Kikwang took out nearly all of them until he heard a loud “HOLD IT.” Sam snapped his head to the leader of the group as he had Kikwang from behind, his sword to the other’s neck.” Good boy~ Now if you want him to live…give it to me~” Samuel stared in shock at Kikwang, who held a strained face, but looked at Sam with strong, encouraging eyes to not give in. Samuel was conflicted. In the end, he lowed his sling shot. “Sam, no…!” “I’m…sorry Kikwang Hyung…” Samuel pulled a pouch out of his robes, that looked bumpy and full of something worth while.” Open it up…” Samuel hesitated before opening the bag to vaguely show the contents that sparkled and shone in the sun. The thief was instantly interested…”Hand it over.” Samuel closed it up and slowly went into the man’s arm length. The bag was snatched out of his hand and the thief push Kikwang down into Sam.” Nngh!” Faster than the speed of light, the thief ran to his horse and hoped on, taking his jewels with him.

Slowly, the pair pulled themselves up.”Ahh man… Good job, Buddy.” Kikwang smiled at the little one who smiled back.“Oh! I found it!” out of his robes, he pulled out what he found in the sand earlier: half of a golden scarab beetle. Kikwang perked up as he searched his clothes for the other half.” Alright! Quickly!” The two went to climb on their horse before cautiously putting the beetle pieces together. The items glowed and shook before taking off.” After it!” Samuel ordered as the followed the flying bug.

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The two finally slowed as the bug separated and buried itself into the sand, dusk already well on it’s way.” What now, Hyun-” And what the saw was nothing short of amazing. The sand began to rise, leaving the two dumbstruck with their mouths wide open while the sand began to take the shap of a building much larger than them…No…not even that… It was a tiger’s head.” Who dare disturbs my slumber?” Samuel and Kikwang looked to each other before answering.

“I-It is I, Samuel!”

” And I, Kikwang.”

The beast contemplated it before opening his mouth wide, his throat illuminated by only what could be imagined in golden form..”Proceed….” The two were quiet before slowly smiling at each other.

They had finally found it: The Cave of Wonders.

Meanwhile, a certain thief discovers that he stole a bag of worthless marbles and hates himself.

Fin~

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Samuel x Kim Jonghyun

Prompt: I'll Make a Man Out of You - My character decides to try and shape up yours.


He did it again…

Samuel would swear that whenever he was with Jonghyun that he could always spot the other’s eyes stalking some lady crossing the street, or a woman standing nearby minding her own business. It was as if the man could see nothing but girls, and Sam was tired of it! This had to be fixed now! Without any notice to his taller friend who had become something of a big brother to him, Samuel’s small hands grabbed at Jjong’s wrist, distracting him from his silent conversation of his eyes with the lady that passed by.

Sam tugged hard and pulled the man along with a walk more brisk than brisket. That didn’t make sense because it was a joke. Laugh.”Woah, Kiddo!” His sight was torn away from the lady down to his little partner in crime as he was led to the Free Park where the population was nearly null and void. Sam let go of Jjong’s hand and turned to face him, head tilted up with eyes that screamed ‘Intervention time’.

“Jonghyun, this is your Captain speaking!” He started in his boldest voice, puffing his tiny chest out. “We are MEN. The MANLIEST of MEN.” He could see the other try to keep a straight face and failing which served to amplify the frown on the child’s face.” MEN do NOT need GIRLS.” The other’s expression seemed shocked and Samuel didn’t give him time to comprehend.”You’re WAY too obsessed with—” He made sure to say this in the most mocking, icky way he could, waving his hands about.” giiirls!”

Samuel knew what to do. “So I’m going to instruct you through…”

He cleared his throat and assumed a pose: fist on his hips, his chest pushed out, legs apart, and his head tilted toward the sky and a little to the right.” MAN CAMP.” As soon as he said it, he heard the other snort, glaring to him.” First thing is first! Recite this oath!” He held his hand up and gave Jjong the sharpest look he could to get the other to copy him, even through his chuckling.” I! Captain Sam, except you aren’t Captain Sam…You’re like..First Mate Jjong or something, AHEM. I am…a MAN. I don’t care for women. I will not fall for their big eyes or their cookies, or their—“Here’s that voice again,” giiiiirliness, cause I am a MAN. I like playing in the mud, wrestling, climbing trees, and playing pranks because that’s what men do!” He waited for the other to get through the words before he eventually broke down laughing. Sam stared with the most unamused face he’s ever had in his life.”Close enough. This is a pact between men! No girls allowed!”

The other could no longer take this seriously, started to laugh out loud, arm over his gut. Sam was just too much. Too much, too soon. Sam was almost at his limit.”I’M SERIOUS JONGHYUN!” The other tried to calm down,straightening back up, but not even a second later, a pretty lady in a pretty dress strolled by…and like the police catching a criminal, he couldn’t keep his eyes from being under arrest.

Samuel threw his arms up in the air with a loud groan, walking off.” I give up!”

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Fragment Wishes: Chamuel x Kai

Prompt: Cham wants to learn a language from Kai

“Teach me Korean!” Kai blinked down to the outburst of the smaller person with the brilliant pink hair. “H-Huh…?”

“Teach me! You and Izumii go around saying all kinds of weird things and I have no clue what ya’ll are talking about! So teach me…uh, please,” She pleaded her case with the cutest little pout Kai could’ve sworn he’s never seen on her face before. He almost forgot where he was for a moment.” It’s not easy to learn, you know. You sure you want to try,” He inquired with the raise of his brow, only to get that look she always gave when you could tell she wanted to get snappy.” I’m asking ya’, ain’t I?”

‘Dammit…Why is she so cute…?’ Kai had known for a long time that he couldn’t deny her anything, it was simply futile. So, with a soft sigh and maybe some gratification that she had come to HIM for help, he came a sagely sort of nod, like a monk master accepting a you protégé to learn his teachings.” Alright. First, thing is first. Hello is ‘Annyeonghasyeo’.” Chamuel stared at him as if she hadn’t heard what he said before pronounced it slower for her. “ Oh…uh…” Still she hadn’t tried to replicate his words and Kai didn’t know if she was trying to be super cute or what. “ Say it with me.” Slowly, he would pronounce each syllable and leave room for her to repeat after her.

“A-Ann-…yeon-…gha-…seyo? Annyeonghasyeo?” She looked to him for confirmation and he smiled, showing off his bright white teeth. “Very good!” They spent all that afternoon and evening this way and before either of them knew it, they were both sitting together laughing. Kai had never seen Chamuel so eager to learn, nor had he ever seen her this…open…

Except for when she played the guitar…

“How’d you like my lesson? Are you satisfied,” he would ask her as she calmed down to giggles and smiled back to him. “ How do say ‘I liked it’?” Kai opened his mouth to answer her, yet no sound came. He slowly closed his mouth in thought. With the unplanned silence, Chamuel seemed to worry. “ Kai…?” The young male blinked and tried to cover his faltering with his brilliant smile. “You say, uh….You say ‘ Saranghaeyo’…” He waited for her to try it, swallowing softly. Seeming to mull over it for a little bit, before nodding.” S-…Sa-…rang-…haeyo…” She then looked to him with appreciation and gratitude. “Saranghaeyo, Kai. Kamsahmnida….”

Kai’s eyes grew as his heart skipped a beat. Cham didn’t know what she was saying, he knew that… but still… even in his wildest dreams… he never thought she would actually say that to him… “ Kai…?” He brought himself back to earth where her pretty, oceanic eyes were looking at him.” Oh…yeah..Uhm…. Me too… Saranghaeyo…”

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Seung bae x Chang Su - Seung Bae POV

Prompt: Getting stuck in an elevator

Title: Stuck

0 Hours

The barely there rumbling of the metal box hummed under his feet, numbers slowly ticking down from the higher floors of the company building. Dark eyes glanced over to see that idiot posted in the right side corner compare to his left side. The distance between them couldn't even get any wider unless they started phasing through walls. They were the last ones to make their way to join the others after their individual assessments on their growth from KYS. The elevator ride back down was nothing but a silence covered in a thick layer of atmosphere that was hard to label. As if there was a pink elephant in the room much larger than any other.

Looking down to his own feet, Seung Bae wasn't sure what to make of any of this. Chang was here and he was fine. He was alive. He was here. Yet, every time he even thought to look at him, all he could see was walls of white where the other laid in his hospital bed, asleep. The image always made him flinch the tiniest bit. He didn't like the sight then, and he liked it less now. It reminded him of how he acted and of the things he said...or did not say. Despite, spilling his guts after the fact, he still hadn't said the most important things and he felt like he was dragging them around like a ball and chain. These feelings that were more than what anyone knew...

"This damn elevator is slow." He finally looked to Chang who decided that the silence was more annoying than the waiting, his reply automatic and not really intentional," We're almost there, be patient." Chang folded his arms across his chest with a retort," No one asked you..." All of a sudden, older feelings of annoyance resurfaced and Seung Bae opened his mouth to reply ." Then don't complai---"

The rumbling under their feet grew in intensity and a loud groan emitted from the outside of the car, above them. Then all of a sudden, everything stopped. The elevator went dark and the rumbling stopped all together. This behavior caught the attention of both men, the one with his arms folded reacting first after a few seconds." You gotta be kidding me..." Giving the textbook reaction, he was the first to try to push any of the buttons on the panel." It lost power. It's not going to work." Chang shot a glare at Bae for telling him what he already knew before he went back to his corner.

0 Hours 15 Minutes

" I see. Thanks, Hyung. We'll just have to wait. We'll be fine...Yes. Bye." Bae hung up the phone, sighing. This was shitty."Sohyon said that there was a power outage and the whole building lost power. They're still fixing it." There was silence as Chang Su didn't reply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "God Damnit."

0 Hours 53 Minutes

The next forty or so minutes was spent...very monotonously. Bae stayed in his corner, scrolling on his phone. So far, there was no word on the situation, meaning the situation was still there. Sohyon texted him that their next schedule was postponed, mostly because the others were too worried to leave without them. Now, he was on his tenth game of sudoku while Chang was on his twentieh lap of pacing in the elevator. Every so often, Bae watched him, following him and his anxiety. There were times Chang chewed on his thumbnails. There were times he leaned on the wall again.

" They haven't said anything," he started, not sure what to tell him." Obviously."Chang threw his hand up, irritated with everything in the moment." God fuc-. Just what I need. To be stuck in a damn metal can with you." With his back to the wall, he slide on down to the floor,folding his arms around his knees and putting his head down. Bae was quiet after this only giving a barely audible sigh.

1 Hour 20 Minutes

Glancing down at the other who slowly compacted himself more, Bae frowned. It was obvious that Chang was a lot more bothered by their situation. He kept his head in his arms, knees pulled up as if trying to block out everything around him. It was still easy to see the way his shoulders rose and fell quickly, as if he was trying to quietly push out the anxiety. "The accident was really bad...He was stuck in the car until someone was able to pull him out...It must've been scary..." Looking around, this situation wasn't much different: they were stuck in a giant metal box that could either start working normally or...not... It really wasn't all that different. Looking off, his own shoulders sank. Chang is here. He is alive...

Quietly, before he knew what he was doing, he took a seat next to him, about a foot or so away, the silence not broken. Glancing to him again, he wasn't sure what he was doing, but, it didn't feel right to do nothing. Looking up, his own heart pounded in his chest as he scooted a little closer. He glanced to Chang again, still only able to see his hair and ears.

"Yoon, what are you doing in here?" A young Seung Bae had been navigating the dark home after a storm had taken out the power only to find his twin sister under the kitchen table, a blanket pulled over her body. "N-Nothin'!" Frowning, he went and ducked under the table with his flashlight, lifting the blanket up. Yoon Bae sat with her knees to her chest, arms folded around her knees, with her head in them. Sighing softly, Seung Bae crawled under and sat next to her,leaving the flashlight on. Just as he did so, a bright flash streaked through the kitchen followed by a loud crack of thunder. Under the blanket, his sister flinched and whimpers, startled. Looking over to her, he scooted over until they were shoulder to shoulder. After a moment, he opened his mouth.

"Cheoeumen manhi do himdeul eotji
Injeong halsu eobseo gwero wotji"

He opened his mouth and sang, softly at first, but loud enough for the other to hear.His voice echoed, bouncing off of the walls in this container, enhancing the sound.

"Hajiman bada deurigo nani
Ijen geuge neomu seulpeun geoji"

Chang's shoulders began to sink, even though his face was still hidden. Bae started to sing the next part, a bit more confident.

"Sashireun geurae
Heuteoji neunde
Butjaba mwohae
Maeum mandeo apeu-"

"That song..." His song stopped abruptly and he looked over to the other who still hadn't looked up. He hadn't said anything else for a moment which prompted Bae to." Should I stop...?" Waiting for an answer, a verbal one hadn't been given at first. Instead, Chang slowly shook his head in his arms." Keep singing...please..." Pursing his lips, he glanced down, processing the fragility in his voice before he continued to sing the rest of the song without interruptions.

By the end of the song, Chang's breathing seemed to have calmed, the silence filling the are again. This was all Bae could think of to do: Sing. Just as he sung to his sister to help her brave the storm, Chang must've remembered what it was like in the car. Were these metal walls closing in on him? Did he feel trapped? These were feelings Bae couldn't understand, but he knew all too well how it felt to watch someone in pain. Despite popular belief, even Bae didn't like to see Chang in pain... It did something inside of him that tore at his conscience. Seeing him in that hospital bed did things to him he didn't know could happen. Knowing he had been in an accident, that he could've possibly died...

" Why...that song...?"

Pulled from his thoughts, Bae looked to Chang for a moment before looking to the door.He hadn't really been sure of why he sang that song. "Well... You sing it a lot..." At that, Chang stifled a chuckle. "So you do watch me, then..." Bae's chest deflated, sort of irritated with being found out like that, but it wasn't a secret. Chang knew. "Sometimes-" "A lot more than sometimes. It's my favorite song..." The silence returned and Bae sighed." I'll stop. I'm probably ruining it for you then."

To his surprise, Chang shook his head again, softly request," No... Sing more. I love to hear you sing..." This time, the silence was due to Bae trying not to get flustered, his face turning a shade or two of pink."Alright..." Thinking for a moment, he started to sing again. This time, Chang faintly joined in.

2 Hours 10 Minutes

Finishing the next song, the whole hour was filled with songs. One after another, sometimes singing together, sometimes not. Chang did some rapping for him. By now, they sat close enough to be shoulder to shoulder, trying to preserve some of the warmth. It reminded Seung Bae of the past with Yoon Bae and comforting her through bad storms.

" Why are you doing this for me...?" The silence came back and Bae looked to Chang, before his own lap. To tell the truth, Bae wasn't sure he could put it into words without compromising everything. He spent so long with these feelings that he wasn't sure about, and that relentlessly nipped at him." Because you did the same for me..." At this, Chang finally lifted his head." I did?"

Bae nodded, fiddling with his fingers." When my father died, you were always watching me, weren't you?" Chang didn't answer, and Bae didn't need him to. It was true. He never approached him personally. He kept his distance, but his eyes were always on him to make sure he was there for him. "You were watching me...you worried... Even if you say you didn't, I know you did. Just like you know that I watch you practice." Chang's lips pursed and he looked away. Bae glanced to him for a moment before pulling his knees put as well." I wasn't there when you were in the car...and I-" Remembering how he felt seeing Chang in the hospital, his heart seized for a moment." Everyone was worried... We could've lost you that day..." I could have lost you. You would've disappeared from my world. Bae would be missing a star from his sky. One of the brightest ones. But...he is alive. Chang is alive. He's right here.

" I can't stand you sometimes, but... I 'd be sad if you died, I think..." He nodded to confirm it to himself. He'd be sad... I'd be hurt... I-...I might cry. " You'd have left behind a lot..." Silence resurfaced, and there was still a lot of feelings in Bae's heart that he wasn't sure of, but he knew one thing. He didn't want to be in a world where this person wasn't...

"Means a lot coming from you..." Bae frowned at Chang." I'm not heartless," He'd get a laugh in return and the other gently laid his head on his shoulder." Sing something else..." Still frowning, Bae sighed softly, content."Alright."

2 Hours 58 Minutes

Before he could finish his current song, the metal rumbled under them and the light snapped on, prompting them both to look up and around. "Finally." And Chang gave the largest sigh of relief before going to go stand up and stretch. Just as Bae started to get up, sort of miffed at the electricity for ending the moment, a hand reached down to him. Dark eyes folloed the hand up to the other's face. " Take it or don't..." Hesitantly his hand slid into the other's and he was pulled to his feet, their hands not parting. " Thank you...for...what you did..." Bae didn't have the nerve to reply "Thank you for still existing.", but simply nodded and let go of his hand." You're welcome." They returned to their corners like nothing happened, almost on the ground level before Chang added. " I appreciate it... I'm happy to be here, too... I'd have missed you, too." Bae's head snapped to him, eyes widened some. Heart pounding in his chest, he opened his mouth.

Ping

The doors opened.