hongjoong buried his face in his small hands as he profusely blushed, god what was he turning into? over a flower, that too.

"you're so disgustingly down bad," san commented as he patted down yechan's little dinosaur t-shirt.

"he left me flowers!" he whined.

"tulips, hongjoong. he left you tulips. you don't even like them, you like marigold!"

the older male scrunched up his nose before looking up and pouting.

"it's okay, he didn't know," hongjoong replied, a smile creeping up his lips at the thought of the small gesture.

"you're hopeless," the younger grimaced before texting his crush again.

"yechan got diagnosed with adhd," hongjoong commented as he bit the corners of his lip with his teeth, nervously fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

"really? i was expecting that. it's quite obvious that he has adhd."

"seonghwa told me yesterday, at the appointment i had scheduled. i dont know how im going to afford the medication, because he got diagnosed with severe adhd and he would need medicines for that," he continued, his face contorted with worry.

"do you need help? i can help arrange with some funds," san replied, a smile tugged across his lips.

"no! you've already done more than enough! they've already started giving him the medication. maybe i'll start working at the club--"

"absolutely not. im not letting you step into that hellhole ever again. if you do, im going to throw you off the 10th floor of our apartment building and your soul would have to come and bail me out of jail," san cut hongjoong off, earning a chuckle from it.

"whatever. i have his therapy appointment soon."

hongjoong checked the time on his watch-- well he kept doing that for the next hour or so too. he was much more eager than yechan for his therapy appointment, which sounded quite stupid. the male knew he had to go to the reception, fill out the discharge forms and then the doctor would come and check on yechan.

the little one seemed to love everyone, even the nurse who came every few hours in the night to check up on him. the male named jongho seemed like someone yechan adored; along with everyone else.

the redhead skipped down the hospital hallways, then down the huge flight of stairs which he almost tripped on and finally down to the reception area. it wasn't too filled; there were just a few adorable babies waiting with their parents.

"hello, i would like the discharge papers of yechan kim, room 207," hongjoong politely asked before the lady pulled out the papers from a drawer below, her sharp nails almost piercing through them.

he thanked her as he went and took a seat on one of the empty leather chairs-- his right leg sat on top of the other while he shook his leg up and down. his eyes furrowed, reading the papers carefully with intent, he filled each and every detail.

he was petrified to see the price of everything, and he knew he would absolutely grimace by looking at it, he wondered if he broke ass would be able to afford it.

regardless, he skimmed through the pages, finally reaching the end. god, he had the patience of a two year old. and what he came to what he feared the most-- the amount that had to be deposited within a certain, however he didn't expect to come across the words that he did. he could not believe his eyes.

paid in full.

park seonghwa.

fuck what? he didn't expect that. how could seonghwa do something like that? hongjoong didn't deserve it? why was he so kind to hongjoong? the man who treated seonghwa like dirt until he didn't. it was complicated and hongjoong never understood it.

the male fumbled his phone out of his pocket before aggressively opening it and pressing on the older male's contact. he clicked on the call button, the ring echoed through his ears.

"hello?"

"why did you do this?" hongjoong asked, guilt seeping through his skin. he felt horrible and he didn't know how to pay him back.

"what? do what? what are you talking about?"

"don't act like you dont know. you paid for yechan's hospital bills."

"so?"

"what 'so'? why did you do it even after i hurt you so much? i dont deserve this," hongjoong spoke with venom laced in his voice

"you deserve it, you deserve more than you know, joongie."

"but why?"

"well because we are close? why else?"

"that's definitely not it! i hurt you so much, and you still did it. i dont deserve this. this is too much, don't you know i can't pay you back?"

"i dont need you to pay me back, joongie," the male replied with a softness in his voice.

"then what's the real reason? why did you do this? everyone wants me to pay them back."

"i said it's because we are close!"

"no, it's not that. it's so obvious."

"oh really? you know what's going on in my mind now?"

"well-- i don't but, sorry, you know what i mean. please, just tell me why. i dont fucking deserve this kindness and treatment," hongjoong begged.

"you want to know the real reason?"

"yes of course! why did you do this?"

"really?"

"yes."

"i did it because i care about you. and i love you. that's fucking why."

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sorry for the late updates oh my god i had exams, then i felt so goddamn demotivated to write :(( but he finally confessed!!! slight wrong timing though seonghwa