Obsession. He was obsessed with the blonde to unhealthy levels.

。。。

Four pills. He took four pills. Jaemin swallowed down the remaining sandy residue left in his mouth with water, looking out the hospital window. He didn't get to leave like he was told. Of course not. He wasn't really surprised.

That boy JiHoon never finished telling him whatever but they became good friends, the boys often coming to visit and keep Jaemin company. He hadn't slept in a few days and had gained a burning fever.

No dreams. No dreams of the beautiful blonde boy who haunted his mind.

His hallucinations had gotten worse, anxiety rocketing to unknown levels as he shoved sleeping pills down his throat in a desperate attempt for a wink of sleep. The last time he slept he'd been it a fit, restless and sweaty. It lasted for maybe thirty minutes before he woke crying, unable to breathe.

Jaemin sighed, pulling out his phone and scrolling through his feed, liking a few of his friends pictures before exiting out, deciding to play music instead.

Dancing was his life.

Fluid motions.

Expression.

Hype.

He loved it all.

"I wonder can you hear me..."

Jaemin smiled and sang along in broken English, moving his body along to the notes of Jeremy's voice. His eyes were alight, worries and anxiety pushed to the back of his mind.

"I fear my heart is sinking..."

Jaemin hummed along, focused on the rhythm of the dance, gracefully moving along.

"Jaemin?"

Jaemin jumped, a yelp escaping his lips as he fell, eyes wide as he watched JiHoon shuffle over, teddy bear in his arms.

"JiHoon Hyung..."

"Let's go out. Get ready."

JiHoon turned and walked out.

"Oh..."

Jaemin sighed and shut his phone off, canceling out his music and stripping, pulling on white ripped skinny jeans and a black sweater, a white tee beneath along with boots before pocketing his phone and heading out toward JiHoon's room. The elder was already waiting for him.

"Where... where are we going..?"

JiHoon only shook his head before gesturing for Jaemin to follow, so he did. Twisting and turning sharply around the hospital corners until they reached the emptier part of the building.

Jaemin had never ventured to this side of the building. Everything was even more crisp if possible.

They passed rooms that were quiet and large. People in the rooms had their doors completely shut or were extremely quiet. One room they passed was white and pink with a young handsome man and a older teen sitting next to each other, door open, the older mans had pink hair and a lost hurt expression. The younger had tears running down his face and his body curled up under him.

Jaemin walked past, sympathy overcoming him at the sight of all the rooms.

This side was for those with serious issues.
Probably where'd he end up. Jaemin chuckled bitterly following JiHoon down the hallways.

"We're here!" JiHoon let out a tired laugh, his eyes heavy with an emotion Jaemin was unable to detect.

"Why? What's here?"

"Well let's see shall we?"

JiHoon pushed the white door open revealing a crisp white and baby blue room. But what caught Jaemin's eyes was who lay on the bed