When they arrived at Felix house, he unlocked the door and first let Haneul in, who immediately ran to her water bowl.

"Well, there we are, come in," he said with a little grin and opened the door.

With his teeth bitten together, Jisung followed the request and entered the house.

"Would you like to shower first? Or eat something?" Felix asked gently.

In the light of the hallway lamp, he could see the fear very clearly in the eyes of the other.

"First the shower, I think..." Jisung finally said.

Very careful not to make any sudden movements, he pointed to the stairs.

"The bathroom is upstairs."

Jisung nodded and slowly walked up the stairs. With a pain-distorted face, he tried to go up the stairs without making a sound.

Felix watched him for a brief moment before holding him by the arm.

"Come on, jump on," he said, turning his back to Jisung.

Jisung looked at Felix skeptically, but eventually he jumped awkwardly on his back.

Felix gently but surely held his legs and went up the stairs.

Arriving in the bathroom, he carefully let the other down.

"T-Thank you," it came quietly and embarrassed from Jisung.

"It's a pleasure!" Felix replied with a slight laugh. "I'll get you something fresh to wear," he said, disappearing into his bedroom.

Jisung and he were about the same size, so it wouldn't be difficult to find something suitable.

He picked out a comfortable jogging suit, a T-shirt and an unworn boxer shorts and took a large bath towel out of another closet before he went back to the bathroom.

The door wasn't fully closed and he could hear the water rustle. Jisung had probably made his way into the shower without his help.

Felix gently knocked on the door.

A quiet, uncertain: "Yes?" could be heard from the inside.

Felix opened the door a bit.

"I brought you something to wear and a towel. I'll put the things on the closet here."

Just as he wanted to put down the things and close the door behind him, he heard Jisung sobbing quietly.

"Should I... Can I help you?"

He didn't get an answer, but the sobbing got louder. Felix chewed on his lower lip until he gave himself a jolt and went into the bathroom.

Jisung was in the shower, but hadn't taken off anything except his shoes and jacket.

"I..." Felix watched him with frowning for a moment until he quickly took off his sweater, threw it on the floor and went into the shower.

He gently put a hand on Jisung's arm. He shrugged and looked at Felix with his eyes wide open.

The blonde raised his hands: "I just want to help you. You can't really take a shower, like this."

They just looked at each other for a moment until Jisung finally nodded slowly.

"I'll help you to undress now, okay?"

Felix again got a nod in response.

He carefully pushed Jisung's wet T-shirt upwards and almost let it slide down again.

His upper body was covered with bruises. With clenched teeth, he still pushed the T-shirt further upwards and carefully pulled it over his head.

Felix immediately noticed the tension of the other. His hands clenched into fists and his eyes pinched tightly together, he leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

"If I hurt you or should stop, you have to tell me, okay? I will stop immediately!" he said gently.

"I... you don't hurt me... I-I'm afraid..."

Felix had to swallow hard after this confession. Not that he didn't already know that. But he wouldn't have expected this answer.

"I... um... I... Should I still help you take off your pants?"

Felix waited laying against the other wall.

"Yes... please..."

Felix slowly moved to Jisung and helped him pull down his wet pants.

He felt the other unsafely holding on to him, while Felix first took off his pants and then also the socks of the other.

Jisung's legs, like his upper body, were covered with bruises. Felix took a deep breath with clenched fists. This was not the right time to ask him what had happened to him.

"Well, finally done with that. Do you think you can do the rest alone? I'll wait for you outside"

Jisung nodded hesitantly, only to shake his head at the next moment.

"Can you... could you stay here maybe?"

Now Felix's eyes widened, but he quickly had himself under control again.

"Of course! Do you mind if I take off my pants and T-shirt too? Doesn't feel great all wet," replied the blonde with a smile.

"Don't bother me," Jisung mumbled while looking at the floor.

Felix took off his wet clothes and threw them out of the shower together with Jisungs.

After he turned around again, he noticed how the black-haired pressed his left arm against his chest.

"Are you in pain?" Felix asked gently.

Another nod, which led Felix leaving the shower and coming back shortly afterwards with painkillers and a glass of water.

"Here, this will help with the pain."

Jisung swallowed the tablet, drank a sip of water and then leaned against the wall again with his eyes closed. Again, tears ran down his cheeks.

"Would you like me to wash your hair?" Felix finally asked.

It took a moment, but eventually he got a hesitant nod in response.

He took a bit of shampoo and had to smile when he saw that the other had already turned around.

"Let's wash your hair then."

Felix gently foamed in the black, surprisingly soft hair. A second hair wash and a little conditioner later, Jisung leaned against the wall again sighing.

"Thank you..."

"If you can do the rest alone, I would make us something to eat."

Felix watched the other and got the usual nod in response.

"See you soon," Felix said, took his towel off the hook and left the bathroom. After visiting his bedroom to put on dry clothes, he went down into the kitchen.

A look in the refrigerator confirmed his fears. Yawning emptiness. He had hardly been home the last few days and he hadn't been shopping anyway.

With a sigh, he took two packs of ramen out of the cupboard and boiled water.

Just when he was finished, he heard hesitant steps behind him. He turned around, smiling.

Jisung was a little lost in the door to the kitchen, but at least the fear seemed to be gone.

"Let's eat now? Unfortunately, it's nothing special, I haven't been shopping for the last few days. But I always have Ramen at home. Be careful it's hot!", with these words, he pressed Jisung a bowl in his hand and took the second one himself.

Arriving in the living room, he turned on the TV and carefully sat down on the sofa with the bowl, while Jisung stopped in the middle of the room.

"Please sit down"

Hesitantly, the black-haired sat down on the sofa. He looked at Felix with big eyes.

"Can we eat on the sofa?"

Felix had to suppress a laugh. "Of course we can. The house is mine."

Jisung's eyes became even bigger, if that was even possible. But eventually he began to eat.

After they had both finished eating, Jisung wanted to get up and bring the bowls to the kitchen. But Felix stopped him.

"First of all, you are my guest and secondly, you are injured. You stay seated!"

In the kitchen, he put the bowls in the dishwasher and ran upstairs into the bathroom to get pain ointment and bandages.

When he returned to the living room, Felix had to smile. Jisung had not moved an inch, but Haneul had joined him on the sofa and put her head on his legs.

He looked at Felix questioningly: "May I pet her?"

"Of course. If she already comes to you and is looking for your vicinity, then she may also like to be petted by you. In addition, this will certainly distract you somewhat from me putting a bandage on your arm and ankle."

Jisung nodded and buried his fingers in the dog's soft fur. For the first time since Felix, or rather Haneul, found him, the black-haired boy seemed relaxed.

Felix knelt in front of the sofa and carefully took the foot with the injured ankle to take a closer look at it.

The ankle was thickly swollen, but as far as Felix could tell, it was at least not broken.

"Your ankle just seems to be bruised and fortunately not broken. I put some pain-relieving ointment on it and then put on a firm bandage."

He repeated the same procedure with the arm, which even seemed to have bruised.

When he saw that Jisung was nearly falling asleep, he stood up quietly and went to his bedroom to get a blanket and a pillow.

Back in the living room, he covered the black-haired boy.

Arriving in his bedroom, he let himself fall into his bed. Haneul usually came to the bedroom, but he already knew that she would stay downstairs tonight.

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