Hunted [Chapter 11]
"Dae?"
My first reaction is to sit up, which isn't a wise thing to do if you're injured. I don't care though, not when Dae is sitting right next to me. Is this a dream? I'm pretty sure it's not but... He smiles at my surprised face, but I can see his eyes are red and there are tear stains visible on his cheeks.
"Hyung..." His voice cracks as he speaks. The smile disappears and I can see he's on the verge of crying again. Why? Is he hurt? Did they do something?!
"Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I ask, and I try to lift my hands so I can touch his face, but my arms won't cooperate. He probably felt me trying to move them because he lifts them up and brings them to his chest. He smiles again, weakly this time and shakes his head.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking those questions, hyung?" He says softly.
"I'm fine, really. Dae, did... did they do anything to you?" I'm afraid to ask, just because I don't want to know the answer if they indeed mistreat him. He shakes his head again.
"They treat me well. They gave me a room with some books and a TV. I get three meals a day and..." He stops and looks away.
"And?" I ask. When he looks back at me I can see fresh tears pooling in his eyes.
"Hyung I'm so sorry. Someone saw you the day before you were taken. He informed them and they made me bait..."
"It's not your fault, I should've known it was a trap... Still, I'm somewhat happy I get to see you again." I say, smiling. Or at least I try to smile, but it's not an easy thing to do when your jaw got almost broken. He's crying now, sobbing almost as I try not to show him that I'm in pain, but fail. I lift my hand from his hand up his face. It takes a moment, but in the end I'm able to do so. I cup his cheek, swiping away the tears that continue to fall. Tears are forming in my eyes as well. I can't stand to see him sad like this. He should be happy, always.
"You know, you should stop crying, you're gorgeous when you smile..." I say, and too late I realise it sounds a bit weird. But I really don't care because he is smiling now. Well, smiling and crying at the same time anyway. He grabs my hand again, but doesn't take it away from his cheek.
"Hyung is always worried about me, but hyung should worry about himself more often." Daesung whispers, looking at the sheets of the bed instead of me. I lift my other hand up as well, trying to make him look at me and not at the sheets, but before I'm able to do so, Daesung pulls me in a hug. I freeze, because it's a different kind of hug this time. It's a tighter, more intimate one this time. His hands are slightly grabbing my shoulder, head hidden in my neck. I can feel his hot breathe and I'm suddenly very aware of the position we're in. I'm not supposed to think about this, not now and definitely not here, but I can't ignore my feeling. Not any longer. I should tell him, now that I have the chance. But what if he... doesn't feel the same way as I do? How will he react?
"Hyung..."
I didn't realise I'm gripping his back until now. I release him and back out a little. Instead of looking at him I look at his collar bones. I should be more careful or he'll notice. Maybe that's a good thing, right? But what if he hates me for it?
I'm pulled from my daydreaming by his face coming into view. God, he's cute and his face is so close to mine. I could easily kiss him right now... But I won't, I can't... And I hate myself for loving him when I shouldn't. It hurts, badly.
"Hyung?" My focus changes on his eyes as I hear him call me. I can feel tears threatening to spill over and I now know why he's looking worried at me. I lift my hand to wipe away my tears but Daesung beats me to it. His hands are so warm.
"Hyung, why are you crying? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?" He asks, voice filled with worry. I shake my head and fake a small smile to ensure him, but it seems he's not falling for it. Confusion is written on his face.
"Then why?" He asks, releasing my head while backing up a bit. I can feel a blush coming up and I turn my head away.
Oh god, how I wish you would just notice. Just notice without me saying anything. What I feel, how I feel for you. It would make everything easier. Even if you don't feel the same way... I just wish that... that I was strong enough to tell you that... I love you...
It takes me a while to calm myself and look up and when I finally do, I wish I didn't. Daesung's eyes are open in shock while his cheeks show a blush.
"Hyung!" He says, a bit loud with one hand covering his mouth. Shit, Shit! Don't tell me I just said all of that... out loud. No, crap! Oh no, now what?! What do I do, what do I say? He wasn't suppose to find out, not now, not ever! It was a mistake to think he would be okay with this. Daesung's face looks calmer now, less shocked but not happy. He reaches out, why? He's going to hit me! I need to get away.
But unfortunately, I forget that I'm still sitting on a bed, a hospital bed while being injured as a matter of fact, and those things aren't really that big. In my haste to get away I place one of my hands behind me, on a surface that isn't really there. I crash with a loud bang. Lucky for me, my arms hit the floor before my head did. I can feel a couple of wounds reopen, they hurt but it's manageable.
"Hyung!" I see Daesung running towards me. He grabs me before I get the chance to run, or rather crawl, away.
"Are you okay?" he looks worried again and it confuses me, angers me. Why is he acting all worried if he's not accepting my feelings? He reaches out again, gently this time. I move back and push his hand away. I don't need fake caring, not now.
"Hyung, what are you- "
"You don't have to pretend to care when you're clearly disgusted!" I scream. My voice is reaching its limits and it cracks. It's Daesung who looks confused this time.
"Why would you think that? I'm not!"
"Don't lie, I saw the way you looked at me!" I snap and I can feel tears leaving my eyes at a high speed.
"How I looked? Hyung, you didn't give me the chance to say anything after what you said."
"I shouldn't have told you, because I know it's weird and wrong and... And-d even if you... you... W-why would you love... me?" I'm sobbing now, hiding my face in my hands. Oh I hate to be this weak. I just can't do anything but cry right now. And I'm so absorbed in my own thoughts that I didn't notice the fact that Daesung got closer. I look up and before I can say or do anything, Daesung hugs me tight and I can feel him laugh slightly.
"Hyung can be so stupid sometimes..." Daesung leans back and smiles at me, teeth showing a bit. He pushes my bangs out of my eyes and leans forward again. Our faces are only a few inches apart.
"Close your eyes." He says softly and I do as I'm told. My eyes open again immediately as I feel a pair of lips on mine. He's kissing me. Kissing me! I can't believe this is happening! It feels great, even better than I could ever imagine.
We part after a couple of seconds, though felt like minutes. He's blushing like mad. I'm sure I am as well. He... he likes me?
"Wha- how?" I stutter, my ability to speak clearly lost now. Daesung on the other hand just chuckles. He's not looking at me, he's looking at his lap while fumbling with one of his shirt's buttons.
"That's why I said that hyung van be so stupid sometimes. I... I liked you from the moment we met. I like spending time with you, you're not like anyone else... When I first saw you when you were changed, I wasn't scared like most people. I thought you looked so handsome... I was planning to tell you how I felt at the birthday party, but then..." He looks away, still blushing but rather sad.
"When you told me, I... I couldn't believe my ears... I was so afraid to tell you and I was just said because I didn't have the guts to do so sooner..." It makes sense now, in a way. Because I understand everything he just said. It looks like we felt the same way.
"Guess we're both stupid, huh." I joke. I'm not too sure it came out right since my voice is still a mess, but then Daesung smiles so I figure it's okay. He looks at me again.
"Yeah..." his expression shows happiness. I smile back at him while trying to clear my face from tears... again.
"You know, hyung is also even more gorgeous when he smiles." Daesung says, feeding me with my own sappy lines. I can't help but to laugh though. He lifts his arms and pushes my hands away so he can clean any remaining tearstains by himself.
"I'm such a mess... Sorry..."
"After everything that happened I think hyung is doing fantastic." He smiles somewhat sadly at his own comment. I almost forgot what happened. How can I not when there's a smiling angel sitting in front of me.
"Dae... Can I... kiss you again?" I ask in an unsure voice.
"Of course." I don't waste any time and kiss him, a little harder this time. I feel his hands clinging on my shirt after a few moments, encouraging me to deepen the kiss. I lick his bottom lip, asking him to part his lips. The reaction is almost immediate and I'm allowed entrance.
I don't know how long we're at it, but I can hear moans coming from Daesung right now. Our hands are busy touching each other's hair, arms and back. By the time Daesung is fumbling with my hospital gown however the door opens and I can hear the doctor calling my name. We abruptly end the kiss and stare at each other, hoping that the other one knows what to do. Daesung is the first one to recover and he stands up.
"He... He fell off his bed." He says towards the door. I can hear the doctor making a noise of understanding in return. He crouches back down and helps me stand up. We're pretty lucky we were sitting behind the bed, otherwise she would've known what was going on in an instant. When I'm back on the bed, the doctor's already standing next to me.
"You should be more careful or those wounds won't heal..." I nod while apologising.
"Unfortunately it's time for Daesung to return to his room." She says with a pitiful expression. I look at her and then Daesung. He looks sad but nods. Why is he agreeing?
"Wait, can't he stay?" She looks at me and sighs.
"I'm sorry, I tried to make the guards change their minds, but... It's best to do as you're told."
"I know, thank you for today." Daesung bows and when he comes back up I can see tears in his eyes. He comes over and hugs me. I don't want him to go. Why can't he stay?
"Don't go." I whisper- beg in his ear, tears threatening to spill over again. I can feel his hands gripping my back in return before he releases me. He hides his face in his hands, turns around and leaves the room. I'm left with the doctor, feeling empty again. She looks at me, apologetic and I turn my head because I don't want her to see me like this.
"I'm so sorry..." She says and I nod, because I know she really is. She rubs my back, trying to make me feel better and it works... Somewhat.
After a few moments the silence is broken as I hear her getting up, taking a few things from the cupboard next to the door and coming back.
"We need to patch you up again..." She says, turning my head so I look at her again. I nod and she starts cleaning the re-opened wounds right away. There's a comfortable silence until she decides to talk.
"I'm sorry for earlier..."
"Earlier?"
"I was clearly interrupting the two of you making out." My eyes widen, how can she tell?
"How did you know?" She looks up from her work and gives me a 'come on'-look.
"Daesung came up a little too fast while blushing like mad and then you did as well looking as red as a tomato." She chuckles and I'm sure I'm as red as a tomato now as well.
"Oh, and you kept saying his name when you were sleeping as well, so I figured you wanted to see him and I asked one of the guards. After a while he consented..." She smiles.
"Thank you." I say.
"You're welcome. Now, get some sleep okay?" She says, cleaning up her tools. I nod and close my eyes. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep and sleep better than I did in, what feels like years.
A/N: Ooof, another, emotional, chapter done ^_^. I should be asleep right now, but first:
Started another fic with Le awesome Saori-chan. It's a topse7en one this time (and also with so Gri) and you can find it here: Oh, click me!