Glasses of milk litter the floor with tissues and yellow bottles. Trying to fall asleep. He cries and retches. Coughing up blood. He wants to see him one last time.

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The light haired boy ran to the gardens, a smirk on his face as he lost the nurses chasing after him. Just once. He wanted to see him. Needed to see him.

"For your kitten, you're doing it for him..."

The light haired boy nodded in determination. His head was starting to hurt but he pushed through it, the image of the brown haired flower boy making him smile and run through the pain that was starting to become prominent and more painful.

He gasped when the dull pain suddenly burst, sending him reeling backwards, his hands trembling. He groans and his eyes roll back into his head as he passes out.

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Jaemin walks into the garden, large soft pink sweater making him look innocent. He hums, eyes flickering around. He had convinced Doyoung Hyung to let him come back to the hospital, stating that the new pills weren't working (which was true).

"NO!"

Jaemin jumped, turning the corner to see three male nurses with a stretcher, a body he couldn't see layer out on it. The person who shouted was a boy with cute chubby cheeks and brown curls of hair, tears streaming down his face as he desperately clung to the hand of the person on the stretcher.

"Please Hyung... don't..." the boy is able to choke out little. Jaemin can't help but feel sad for the boy.

"Shit!" Jaemin groans and stumbles forward, catching the attention of the crying boy and the three nurses. His head hurts like hell and his knees feel weak. He gasps, white, hot pain bursting in his head.

"Are you okay?! Oh god! Oh god oh god!"

The boy who had been crying is now rushing over, panic written all over his face.

"I..." Jaemin can't form words, his knees give out as the theee nurses start shouting, two more nurses running out with a stretcher as the other three being the other body in.

"You look like that boy... the one Hyung described and than sketched... you... youre-?!"

Jaemin didn't hear the rest.

。。。

"Nana..."

Jaemin groaned and peeled his eyes open. His head was pounding, his body felt sore. He blinked, eyes adjusting as he groggily sat up. Jeno sat beside him, white muscle tee showing off the oldest strong arms, his blonde hair a mess.

"Jeno...?" Jaemin yawned and frowned slightly, running his fingers through his brown hair, his large over sized pink shirt slipping off his shoulder exposing his milky smooth collar and gracefully sloped shoulder.

"Are you ok..? I'm sorry I couldn't make it." The blonde let out a sigh, eyes lingering on the exposed flesh of the younger before looking up at his sleepy face.

"Hm...? It's ok..." Jaemin mumbled, barely processing words as he got up shakily, stepping over the others sleeping in the ground over to the outside patio door. "Let's go take a walk Hyung..." he smiled sweetly, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

Jeno chuckled softly, making his way over, slipping his slides on as Jaemin slipped into his slippers. Both walked quietly down the hallway, neither breaking the silence. The only sound was their shoes slipping across the floor.

"You know what I mean when I say that I'm sorry... right?"

"I think yeah..."

Jaemin smiled at Jeno, slipping his hand into the elders. Jeno simply smiled down at him softly, cheeks warming as he laced his fingers through Jaemin's.

They walked out into the back sunroom, sitting on the large cushioned hanging swing. Neither let go of each other's hand. Jaemin had pulled his feet up, pulling them beneath him as he rest his head on the elders shoulder. Jeno chuckled and pulled a blanket over the two of them.

The swing rocked soothingly, the sky was dark, hints of light peeping through slowly.

"Jeno?"

"Hm...?"

"What are we? What is all this?" Jaemin looked up at the elder through his pretty, thick lashes, his bright eyes shone and his lips parted slightly.

"We... I... I don't know Jaemin.... we're something special though..." Jeno smiled warmly down at the younger, planting a soft kiss against his brow.

Neither said a word as they rocked slowly. The dark sky turned lighter as Jaemin shut his eyes, Jeno falling asleep beside him, their fingers still entwined.

"Are you even real? Or am I crazy?"