The infamous Chapter 4! Gosh I'm so tired...

Seven finished work at 2 in the morning and to be honest he was terribly exhausted.

But all the work was worth it as he found what he was looking for. The organization called the Mint Eye.

Also he managed to forget about the blonde. Well at least until now.

He groaned as the memories of the falling scene came back to haunt his mind and made his cheeks heat up.

He should really get some sleep.

He walked out to the living room and headed for his bedroom but the boy sleeping on the couch has caught his eye.

He slightly frowned as he couldn't help but walk over to him. He sat down on the floor next to the couch that Yoosung was sleeping on.

He noticed that his hair was completely out of place. He knew that he shouldn't take any liberties when he was sleeping but still, he couldn't help himself.

He reached out to gently fix his hair as he also slowly ran his hand through his perfectly blonde locks.

He stared at the blonde's peacefully sleeping face. He looked more innocent than usual while sleeping.

He didn't realize it but he was continuously stroking the blonde's hair. He only noticed it after he saw the small smile on Yoosung's face before he pulled away flustered.

He desperately needed some sleep...

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The nightmares were back again that night. The blonde was sleeping soundlessly on the couch until he was woken up by Seven. He rubbed his eyes as he drowsily got from the couch and headed for Seven's room.

He wasn't hesitant to open the door and go in this time but he stopped short because of what he heard.

"No. I'm sorry. It's my fault, I know. It's all my fault!" He muttered in a tone that made Yoosung's heart break.

Honestly, he wanted to stay there listening. It wasn't everyday you caught Seven in a moment like this. This was a moment when Seven actually showed some emotions. This was a moment when he looked so vulnerable to the world because the walls he built weren't up.

Still, it was a pain to see him like this, suffering from his own nightmares. Just tossing and turning restlessly and whimpering or muttering something every once in a while. It was heartbreaking to see the great 707 in pain.

"It was all my fault." He heard Seven mutter and he decided it was time to wake him up.

He timidly approached him and placed a cold hand on Seven's cheek but he immediately flinched away.

Seven seemed to have a fever. And not a small one either.

"Seven..." The small boy whined in concern. His heart ached just seeing him like this. "Wake up please!"

To his relief Seven blinked open his golden eyes which sparkled with tears. Seven turned to face him as he bit his lip slowly. "Yoosung?"

"You were having a nightmare again." The small boy said as he hung his head low. "That's why I woke you."

"Oh okay then." Seven nodded quickly while staring off into space for a while. "Well then you can go back now."

Yoosung's heart ached at the flat out rejection but he didn't back down. He wanted to know more. He was a bit tired of Seven ignoring him. "What was your nightmare about?"

"Nothing you should be concerned about." He waved it off as he rubbed the tears out of his eyes with a sigh.

"But Seven, it's not good to keep everything to yourself. I can see you suffer. You should talk to someone." The little boy whined, as Seven's cold words hurt him. "You can talk to me."

"I told you no." Seven snapped harsher than he meant to.

Yoosung hung his head low and he turned away. He didn't want Seven to see the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He didn't want him to see how much his words hurt him as he slowly nodded. "Okay then."

He was almost out the door when he heard Seven call after him. His voice would have sounded cold if it weren't breaking "Please don't try to help me..."

He sounded like he wanted to add something more but he just trailed off into silence.

Yoosung let out a shaky sigh as he stepped through the doorway. The moment he closed the door he sunk to the floor as he bit his lip to keep his tears from spilling. He hugged his knees close to his chest and he rested his head on them.

He saw how much pain Seven was in. Why didn't he want his help? Why was he pushing him away? Why would he want to keep the suffering to himself? Why did he want the pain? He couldn't understand Seven and that made his heart ache.

He blinked away his tears as he silently stood up and went back to the couch. After that he laid sleepless while staring at the ceiling.

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'Please don't try to help me, because I'll end up hurting you.'

That's what Seven wanted to say but he had to trail off to keep his tears from spilling as he bit down on his lip painfully.

His heart shattered when he heard the door close and he banged his head into the headboard, not caring about the pain that came with it. He welcomed the splitting pain in the back of his head as he groaned audibly.

But he deserved it.

He shouldn't have asked for Yoosung's help and he should have just deal with it alone. He should have left his suffering and nightmares to himself. After all, he deserved it. It was his fault...

It was also his fault to get Yoosung involved. But Yoosung wanted to help him... And he couldn't allow that. He didn't want to hurt him.

Yoosung. He was innocent. He was happy. He was always smiling. He was cheerful. He wants to help everyone. He has hopes. He has dreams. He has goals. And Seven didn't want to ruin that. He wanted to save that light in him.

In contrast he was a nobody who had nothing to live for. Pretending to be a cat crazed genius hacker while his past still haunts him day and night. He is trying to fool everyone with his joking attitude while pushing everyone away just because of his own selfish fears. He was pathetic...

A single tear trickled down his cheek and he wiped it away with a sigh.

He needed to send Yoosung away. First thing tomorrow morning. He didn't want Yoosung to get more involved than he already did.

This was for the best...