ℬℯℴ𝓂𝓰𝓎𝓊 w/ 𝒴ℯℴ𝓃𝒿𝓊𝓃

His room was dark. He dragged me in. Gently... of course. Gently held my hand, gently stroked my longer hair... carefully pulled me above him, as he was lying on his back. Pink hair became his crown.

He kissed me. Slowly... with love... gently, of course. But his fire was somehow colder again...

"Hyung...," I whispered into his cheek, as he wouldn't let on holding my hair.

"Shhh." He kissed me again, trying to heal his soul.

"Jun...," I whispered more desperately. I felt the sadness that was tightening my heart and throat. That sadness I saw in his eyes. Doe like eyes which seemed to be so so sorry and I noticed it several days ago. He wouldn't admit it until now... not to me, not to Soobin, nor Taehyun or Kai.

"Jun, please. Tell me... what's bothering you... please," I begged.

He faked a smile, moved his gaze to the window.

"Nothing's bothering me... when you're with me, Gyu."

"Liar," I said and really tried hard not to cry. The fear became too heavy.

"You'd be the same, if you knew what I do."

"Then tell me...," my voice broke and he carressed my cheek by his.

I saw him once, then twice... drinking, looking into nowhere... biting his knuckles, which was occasionally covered by his yellow flames with pink hearts - they were turning blue because of alcohol. I knew he suffered, it was dangerous for him to drink and he did it anyways.

It must have been something huge he was trying to carry alone.

"We could help you... I could-"

"It's about the whole Otherworld... I saw something that even fairies wouldn't believe in... There is no way you could help... not yet."

No way? He saw no way.

"You had a vission...," was my guess.

What was cutting his throat so much he couldn't tell me? And not just to me, because Soobin would confide in me with everything he knew.

Silence... meant I was right.

"... and you didn't even tell Soobin...," I was out of my breath. Desperate smirk appeared in the corner of my lips.

"He would worry too much, Gyu."

"So do I! Jun... I'm so f*ckin' much worried about you. Can't you see it?"

No... I was actually literally terrified, coz' I knew something's really wrong.

"Cursing doesn't fit you, Gyu," his tone was calm, slightly strict.

"But it does fit to you, right?"

Just after I said it, I realized I shouldn't have.

I ran my shaky fingers along his sharp jaw, scaning the glazy eyes under me.

I didn't want to shout at him.

"You know...," I breathed in, "Yeonjun, you know my intuition is strong and how much I feel you."

That's how it was like... being a half fairy of inner bloom, half angelic healer and-

"We're each others soulmates... and I am so freakin' sorry that I'm hurting you... really so so sorry... It's breaking my heart, too. Trust me... but I can't."

I knew... I knew that.

He touched my cheek, giving it some warmth and taking back my attention.

... and I stood on a cliff under which my tears flowed in a wild river of emotions.

"Damn it, I don't wanna cry."

"Then don't." Yeonjun took his chance and combed my hair back. The little flames in his eyes calmed me down a bit. "Just believe me, babe. Whatever comes... just keep on your mind that I love you... and will always find you... protect you no matter what. All of you, okay?"

The hope and care in his voice put my fears a little bit aside. I nodded unsure, planted my lips against his in intense, then my chest with its scared heart too... just to show him how much, how deeply I love him... But the strong weird feeling wouldn't leave my thoughts swirling in mess.

I kissed him as if it was a farewell.

... and wished so bad I was wrong.

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