Unlock - Chapter Twenty-Seven

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Title: Unlock
Authors: renichifreak and yeonah 
Chapter: 27/?
Fandom: SS501
Pairings: KyuSaeng, HyunMin (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence.  The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N:  YoungSaeng and HyunJoong are played by renichifreak and KyuJong and JungMin are played by me.  Updates will be every second Wednesday <3

A sudden sharp pain in his head stopped HyunJoong dead just before a flash lit the barn for a moment. Bringing his hand to his head with an audible hiss, he sat up and looked around, seeing a deathly pale JungMin with electricity circling him.

YoungSaeng also found himself staring before scrambling up and crawling over to JungMin, yet making sure not to touch him. "JungMin, are you okay?!"

The younger boy was shaking uncontrollably, eyes going between the people staring at him, chest heaving as though he'd just ran a marathon even as the electric sparks continued to travel lazily along his form. When YoungSaeng crawled over to him he jerked back and pushed himself away, shaking his head hard with tears gathering in his eyes.

Before KyuJong could even understand what had just happened, JungMin had scrambled to his feet and ran out of the barn.

Not even hesitating, YoungSaeng got to his feet and ran after his friend, paying no attention to whether or not anyone was following. He'd seen that look before, every time he would look in the mirror. No one knew it better than he did.

"JungMin, STOP!" he yelled, nearly catching up with him.

JungMin didn't stop though, trying to run faster when he heard YoungSaeng's voice. He'd left the path, running through the field even though he hadn't a clue where he was going.

Suddenly his foot snagged on an uneven piece of ground and he fell with a yelp, the air knocked out of him as he landed hard on his stomach.

Seeing JungMin fall, YoungSaeng wasn't able to stop himself in time and tripped over JungMin's legs, falling over as well. Breathing heavily as he laid on his back, YoungSaeng managed to turn his head to look at JungMin. "Are...you okay?" he panted.

The second he had his bearings back, JungMin pushed himself up onto his hands and knees despite the pain from the fall. He tried to stand and collapsed again.

"S-stay away from me," he panted, pushing himself away from YoungSaeng the best he could. Sparks continued to shoot off of him, disappearing into the ground.

Understanding the reaction, YoungSaeng sighed and activated his ability, letting his eyes blacken. "Minnie yah, look at me," he urged gently, allowing the redhead to see that he wasn't alone.

KyuJong slowed to a stop several paces away, panting from the run to catch up, the others right behind him.

Eyes slowly lifting off the ground, JungMin met YoungSaeng's gaze and stared in disbelief, swallowing as tears spilt over his cheeks. "H...How?"

"This is the reason why I was in the hospital. It's what led to the breakdown," YoungSaeng explained quietly, not noticing the others there. "I can see and communicate with the dead. My eyes are the only physical change when it activates." He paused "You aren't alone, JungMin."

JungMin continued to stare at him, eyes glazed over with tears. Once the implication of that sunk in, he sniffled and drew his legs to his chest, burying his face against them with shaking shoulders.

KyuJong walked closer slowly, kneeling down beside YoungSaeng, still in shock. JungMin was like them...

Then he remembered the others and looked over at them, instinctively shifting to stop them from seeing YoungSaeng's eyes.

YoungSaeng moved closer to JungMin and placed a cautious hand on his shoulder. Receiving no serious shock, he pulled the redhead into a hug, careful not to touch his skin and not wanting to scare him anymore than he already seemed to be.

Going stiff as a board at the touch, JungMin looked up with tear-filled eyes at the older boy. It took him a moment, but he gradually leaned a little into the hug, not daring to do more than curl gloved fingers into YoungSaeng's sleeve as he cried quietly.

HyunJoong watched the two with wide eyes, trying to process everything. JungMin had powers, and apparently so did YoungSaeng.

"I thought it was just me..." he murmured as he watched the two.

"I knew it!" HyungJoon exclaimed suddenly, eyes wide and bright. He turned around to Nicole, pointing at her. "I said it would happen, and you didn't believe me!"

"Because every time you say something's going to happen, the opposite usually does," HaRa said matter-of-factly.

KyuJong looked up at them all in confusion. What were they talking about?

HyunJoong was the first to hold up his hands. "Alright. We're all apparently missing something huge right now. Why don't we sit down and whoever wants to can start talking," he suggested.

The others moved closer, JungMin lifting his head off of YoungSaeng's shoulder to watch them warily.

Sitting down, HyungJoon still looked like the cat that caught the canary. "I said that we'd find more people with gifts, and they didn't believe me," he said, pointing at the two girls.

"Because your prediction skills suck," Nicole said, and shrieked when HyungJoon picked up his now-empty water bottle and shot it at her.

KyuJong's eyes widened in shock. Did the water bottle just go through her?

YoungSaeng paused before turning toward the others, but making sure that he still had a hold on JungMin. "This is too much of a coincidence..." he murmured, black eyes flitting from one person to the next.

"We're kind of used to them by now," HaRa smiled at him. "Nicole and I just follow predictor boy around and he tends to run into all the right people."

KyuJong remembered how HyungJoon had practically singled him out on the first day of acting class.

"So, you mean..." he looked from one person to the other, then to HyunJoong. "...You too?"

HyunJoong nodded slowly. "I can sort of sense powers. I'm still learning, so I can only sense them when they activate," he explained before looking at KyuJong. "You?"

KyuJong bit his lower lip, glancing over at YoungSaeng before looking back at HyunJoong. "...Time traveler."

It felt surreal, and he was tempted to pinch himself to make sure it was real.

YoungSaeng paused before answering. "I communicate with the dead," he answered quietly.

Nicole smiled at YoungSaeng. "I'm like your ghost buddies then." She put one hand through HyungJoon's head and laughed when he jumped.

"That feels weird!"

YoungSaeng nodded slightly, but the look on his face did anything but agree with Nicole's statement.

HaRa waved. "Healer. Hello."

"Precog," HyungJoon introduced with a smile.

JungMin didn't say anything, but it wasn't really needed after the electrifying show earlier.

"Wow," KyuJong murmured. "What are the chances?" He'd never thought he'd meet anyone like him, and yet here they all were. He scooted back to sit next to YoungSaeng, giving JungMin his space. The redhead still looked far too rattled for anyone other than YoungSaeng to approach.

HyunJoong, not liking seeing JungMin so...subdued, frowned before walking over behind the redhead. Taking a seat, he leaned back, his back against JungMin's. "I knew you had an electrifying personality, Min, but this is a bit extreme, don't cha think?" he teased lightly, making sure that he knew that HyunJoong didn't mind at all and still wanted to remain friends.

JungMin jerked slightly when HyunJoong sat down behind him, looking over his shoulder at the other boy. Tear tracks still stained his cheeks and his eyes were glassy with them. After a moment he swallowed and tried a smile, lips quivering.

"So, now that that's all out in the open, anyone know anyone else like us?" HyungJoon asked, stretching out.

KyuJong shook his head. "No...though my parents know about me, and accept it kinda..."

"Mine know, too, but they don't accept it," YoungSaeng replied. "They also don't believe me."

HaRa gave a sympathetic smile. "Mine don't know. Neither do Nicole's, and HyungJoon's don't believe him."

"Mine know," JungMin mumbled into his arm, his words almost lost. He looked down at one gloved hand.

YoungSaeng was silent before resting his head on JungMin's shoulder while taking KyuJong's hand. "That was why you were there, wasn't it? Just like me."

JungMin nodded mutely, and hesitated before slowly reaching up and curling his fingers into the material of his turtleneck shirt, pulling it down.

HaRa gasped quietly at the long scar that ran all the way around JungMin's neck, white and painfully obvious against his skin.

"I had a hole in my gloves and nearly decapitated myself when I touched my metal necklace," he said quietly, not looking at them. "They found it easier to say I tried to commit suicide."

YoungSaeng squeezed JungMin's hand in his other hand before reaching into the small bag he was carrying. Pulling out a pill bottle, he popped it open and dumped them all. "Antipsychotics for the schizo," he mocked, tossing the bottle away.

"I don't think that'll be good for the field," HyungJoon said, smiling a little. KyuJong leaned over and kissed YoungSaeng's cheek.

"I want to just hug you all," Nicole nearly squealed, clapping her hands together. "I can't believe it! This is amazing. What are the chances of so many of us being in the same city, let alone the same school?"

Smiling at Nicole, YoungSaeng looked over at JungMin, relieved to see him calming down. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked.

Wiping away the tears, JungMin nodded a little, smiling shakily at his friend. "Thanks," he said quietly, drawing in a slow breath and straightening.

"What now?" HyungJoon asked, looking from one person to the other.

"I wish I knew," HyunJoong stated with a sigh, moving slightly as JungMin did. "I think we're all in too much shock to really do much of anything right now."

"Okay, how about the big question then?" HyungJoon leaned forward. "How are you guys in terms of control?"

JungMin snorted and held up his gloved hands for an answer.

"I get headaches when someone uses a power too close to me," HyunJoong answered with a shrug.

YoungSaeng found himself hesitating. "So do I...I also get overwhelmed easily if the spirit is powerful enough..."

KyuJong squeezed YoungSaeng's hand gently. "You're getting better in control though," he told him with a smile, looking at the others. "We've been practicing. I time-jump if I'm distracted or startled, and I can't hold time for long."

"Practice?" HaRa asked. "What do you do?"

"Right now, we're mostly working on keeping our gifts activated without losing control, and trying out different experiments to see what we can do." KyuJong smiled a little.

"In my case, my-ability-brings with it a very persistent background noise, so we're also trying to get me used to that," YoungSaeng explained.

The hesitance with the word didn't go unnoticed, and KyuJong smiled as he caressed YoungSaeng's cheek lightly with his thumb.

"Practicing sounds good actually!" HyungJoon perked up. "The only one with real control here I think is Nicole."

"I had no choice. Do you know how awkward it would be to be walking and suddenly fall through the ground?" she said, stretching. "I have to have control always if I don't want to end up looking like I fell into quicksand."

"Don't forget the time you turned rock solid and destroyed that car," HyungJoon added.

"It was either that, or become road pizza...and it was your fault for forgetting the brakes..."

"In conclusion, practicing control is a very good idea," HaRa cut in before they could argue any more. "I can't really practice what I have unless someone gets hurt, but I've gotten good at curing headaches and fevers."

"Should we...practice then?" KyuJong asked. JungMin looked skeptical about the whole thing.

"Well, I suppose those who want to can," YoungSaeng said. "Why don't you guys go and me and Min'll catch up?" he asked.

KyuJong looked at his lover and nodded with a small smile. "All right. Want to stay out here, or head back inside? My room should be large enough."

"Inside," HyungJoon voted, shivering. "It's getting cold out here." It was, a chilly breeze making its way through.

The group got up to leave, KyuJong kissing YoungSaeng on the corner of his mouth. "I'll see you inside," he murmured, smiling gently as he straightened.

Returning the kiss, YoungSaeng smiled, nodding at his lover. Once they had headed out, YoungSaeng turned back toward JungMin. "It's just us now, Minnie yah. Are you really okay?"

JungMin watched them go before looking back at YoungSaeng. "I don't know...it's weird. I thought I was the only one." He bit his lower lip, playing with his gloves. "Is it hard, learning control?"

"It is for me," YoungSaeng admitted honestly. "My entire life has been destroyed because of what I can do, and I'm just so afraid of it..." He stopped before taking JungMin's hand again. "The practice however, really does help."

The younger boy bit his lower lip, looking at the hand holding his own. "I want to be able to hold hands with someone without worrying about killing them," he said finally, throat closing up as the tears threatened to reappear.

"I want to be able to hug people without double-checking to make sure my sleeves are down all the way. I want to...be able to...kiss someone when I want." He swallowed, looking up at YoungSaeng. "Will I be able to?"

"I think so, yes," YoungSaeng reassured. "With enough practice, maybe you can even stay in control unconsciously. I suppose that it can't hurt to try, right?"

"Right," JungMin said, smiling a little after a moment. "Guess I'm just a little bit overwhelmed." He squeezed the hand in his own lightly. "Thanks, Saeng..."

"No need to thank me. I think I cried for almost the entire day when Kyu found out about me," YoungSaeng replied. "It's nice to know that you're not alone, isn't it?"

"Yeah...yeah, it is." The redhead rested against the older boy for a moment, then wiped at his eyes. "I suppose we should catch up with the others."

"They can wait, Min," YoungSaeng soothed. "Take as long as you need, okay?"

JungMin's lips quirked. "Maybe just...another minute." Suddenly having his ability exposed like that had shaken him up badly. He closed his eyes, quieter than he'd been in a long while.

"Did you ever think about just...ending it all?" The question was almost a whisper.

YoungSaeng was silent for a while, thinking on the question. "Until I met you and Kyu, every single day. There's also something that I never told Kyu about my power. It has a very dangerous side effect..."

The younger man opened his eyes again, looking up at YoungSaeng through red bangs. "What would that be?" he asked quietly.

"If I use it too much, or for too long...” Pausing to look around, YoungSaeng continued. "I want to join them. I just start feeling such utter despair, and all I want to do is go with them..." YoungSaeng confessed quietly.

The redhead's eyes widened. "You serious?" He sat up, looking YoungSaeng in the eyes. "...Are you sure that practicing is safe then?" he asked worriedly. "If it makes you feel like that..."

YoungSaeng nervously brought a hand up to run over his arm . "I really don't know, but it's better that I get control of it and that feeling than have my power self-activate and have the feeling overwhelm me...and now you know, so you can watch to see if there's any change in my mood."

JungMin nodded slowly. "I will. Don't you think...you should tell KyuJong?" He didn't think something as big as his boyfriend having suicidal thoughts should be kept from the one who would be able to help him the most.

"I know I should. I've just been afraid. He worries so much about me as it is..." YoungSaeng trailed off.

The younger boy shook his head slightly. "It's up to you if you do or not, but I don't think he'd like being kept in the dark about this. And isn't that what they say about people in love, they're supposed to worry about each other? I think I heard that somewhere."

YoungSaeng found himself smiling. "You're right, Min ah. It's just hard."

"Since when is anything about this easy." JungMin wrinkled his nose a little, feeling somewhat better now. "You know how I found out about all this? I blasted the doorknob right off my bedroom door. That was fun to explain away."

"Trust me, it was no walk in the park asking my parents why my neighbor was in my room when he had died three months earlier," YoungSaeng replied, getting to his feet and holding a hand out to JungMin.

"That probably wasn't received all that well." JungMin took the offered hand, standing up and shivering at the cold breeze.

"Not from a four year old it wasn't. They thought I had a nightmare even though it was midday," YoungSaeng replied, rolling his eyes as they headed back to the house.

"Four? Woah, that's crazy." JungMin blinked. "I only started zapping things around nine, and it only got bad enough to really tell when I was twelve." He looked up at the house as they approached, opening the back door.

"My parents run the biggest cemetery in Seoul, so I'm sure you can figure out how I ended up the way I was when we met," YoungSaeng laughed dryly.

JungMin wrinkled his nose, squeezing YoungSaeng's hand lightly. "No need for details there." They headed up the stairs to the second floor.

KyuJong's bedroom door was open and the others' voices floated out. JungMin and YoungSaeng walked into the room, and KyuJong stood from the bed with a smile.

YoungSaeng smiled and walked over to KyuJong, wrapping his arms around him. "We should talk later," he murmured quietly.

Blinking, KyuJong nodded and wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng in return, sitting back down and pulling him into his lap. JungMin went to sit down on the floor against the wall, seeing no other available places.

"We came up with ideas to practice," HyungJoon beamed. "If you're all up for it," he said, looking at the others.

HyunJoong, who had been sitting in the chair near where JungMin sat, lightly nudged him with his foot to get his attention. His expression clearly asked 'Are you all right?'

Settling into KyuJong's lap, YoungSaeng nodded. "Let's hear it."

JungMin looked up at HyunJoong and sighed before offering a small smile, nodding a little before he looked back at the others.

"Well, we're still working on one for you, though the background noise you say you can hear might be practice enough for now," HyungJoon started. "JungMin, do you think you could hold one of these without blowing it up?" He held up an extra light bulb KyuJong had fetched from a cupboard.

"Er...” JungMin blinked at it. "I think so?"

"Here." HyungJoon passed it to him, the older boy looking at it quizzically. "KyuJong wants to try holding the whole room in time, so he's probably going to be the first one to call it quits," he continued, KyuJong smiling.

"I'll be careful."

"Nicole is gonna help me predict what she's going to say before she says it, HyunJoong can keep track of all our abilities, and HaRa's standing by as acting nurse in case something explodes, HyunJoong gets a migraine, or KyuJong passes out."

KyuJong flushed.

YoungSaeng turned in KyuJong's lap and gave him a 'you'd better not', look before nodding slowly, reactivating his power. "I'd like to see you listen to white noise and not get a headache," he muttered to HyungJoon as he watched the others do as they planned.

"That's what I'm here for," HaRa piped up. KyuJong smiled and made himself comfortable against the backboard with YoungSaeng in his lap.

JungMin eyed the light bulb in his hand for a moment before slowly pulling off one glove and holding the base with his bare fingertips. The light bulb flickered to life and he bit his lower lip, watching it warily and holding it away from his face like it could explode any second.

"Can you try making it go out?" Nicole suggested, watching. "Take the electricity out of your fingers?"

"Easier said than done," JungMin muttered, narrowing his eyes in concentration.

Watching everyone work, HyunJoong would wince every little bit, bringing a hand up to massage his temples to relieve some of the pressure caused by the numerous activated powers around him.

"You okay, Hyun oppa?" HaRa asked, watching him.

KyuJong ran one hand along YoungSaeng's arm, looking around the room and trying to mentally calculate how much area he would have to cover to lock them all in time. This wasn't going to be easy. Nicole was talking, going a word at a time, as HyungJoon tried to keep up and predict what she was going to say, failing utterly.

HyunJoong smiled, which was slightly forced, and waved HaRa off lightly. "Never been around this many active powers before, is all," he explained, voice a bit quieter than usual.

YoungSaeng, understanding, turned pitch-black eyes onto the others. "Try to speak a bit softly, okay? Maybe that'll help those of us who get migraines from our powers."

HyunJoong could only smile in thanks.

"If it helps, I don't even think mine's working," HyungJoon grumbled.

Nicole hit him off the head with a notepad. "Concentrate." Though they both kept their voices down for their friend. JungMin wasn't even talking, completely focused on the light bulb in his hand even though nothing seemed to be happening to it.

KyuJong bit his lower lip. "I'm ready to give mine a try," he murmured, closing his eyes. Drawing a deep breath, he pushed out with his powers, trying to expand the time-freezing effect beyond his own skin. It was like blowing up a balloon that was already full of air, pushing and pushing until his energy felt like an elastic band about to snap.

When all sounds outside the room stopped, Nicole blinked and looked around. Her gaze landed on HyungJoon right in front of her, who was frozen still with his mouth open, and managed not to laugh somehow. "I think you forgot someone, KyuJong oppa."

"Oops," KyuJong panted, dropping his head onto YoungSaeng's shoulder, body trembling.

YoungSaeng ran a gentle hand through KyuJong's hair, trying to relax him as best he could and help in any way he could. "KyuJongie, maybe you should start smaller...I don't want you to strain yourself," he said, worry clear in his voice.

Maybe he should have. But he couldn't stop now. "I'm fine," KyuJong got out, breathing deeply as he tried to both keep time still and stay conscious. His energy was threatening to give any second.

Not wanting a repeat of the last time KyuJong overdid it, YoungSaeng tilted his head and murmured lightly into his ear reassuringly. "Try slowly releasing the time. A little at a time to avoid the shock of doing it all at once," he murmured. Not only would it help in the long run, but it would also help fine-tune his control.

Nodding a little against YoungSaeng's shoulder, KyuJong drew in a shaky breath and started to slowly release his grasp on the bubble of time around them. HaRa blinked in surprise as both HyunJoong and JungMin became frozen, KyuJong lessening his influence and struggling to keep the elastic feeling from snapping all together. A few moments later, it was only KyuJong and YoungSaeng in the bubble of time, everything else frozen around them.

YoungSaeng watched as their friends slowly froze mid-action, before turning his attention back to KyuJong. There was still that strong pull to fall under his lover's power as well, but he fought it back, instead watching KyuJong closely. "You're doing amazing, Love," he murmured softly, kissing the time traveler's head, closing his eyes.

KyuJong couldn't help but smile past the exhaustion. "Thanks," he whispered, finally letting go all together. Everything restarted around them again, and he sagged against his lover, energy completely spent and body shaking. That might have been too much to try so soon.

Smiling softly, YoungSaeng hugged KyuJong close and looked around, chuckling at the others' reactions to the slow release of KyuJong's power.

Nicole blinked owlishly before looking at HyungJoon. "You look like an idiot frozen, by the way."

The youngest pouted. "Well I'm sure you didn't look like you'd be winning any beauty pageants, either..." he grumbled, crossing his arms petulantly across his chest.

"It was actually kinda funny," HaRa giggled. She'd been the last to freeze since she was sitting the closest to KyuJong and YoungSaeng. "It didn't beat HyunJoong oppa staring at JungMin oppa though."

The light bulb in JungMin's hand cracked and shattered, and the redhead yelped as the glass cut his hand, quickly dropping the remains of the bulb.

HyunJoong jumped at both the shattering bulb and the accusation, the second turning him red while the first had him grabbing JungMin's wrist, wincing at the harsh shock, to check the severity of the cuts.

He then turned to HaRa. "You said you were a healer, right?"

HaRa nodded with wide eyes, jumping to her feet.

"Don't touch my skin," JungMin mumbled, the same color as his hair as he tugged on the hand in HyunJoong's grasp. He looked completely at a loss for what to say, watching the blood drip from his cut fingers.

Blinking, HyunJoong slowly let go of JungMin, but continued to hover, concern clear in his actions. It was a habit that came from always being the oldest and it was something that was hard for him to shake.

HaRa crouched down beside them and hovered both hands over JungMin's own, keeping from directly touching his hand. Closing her eyes, she drew in a slow breath. Her hands glowed a soft white, JungMin looking up at HyunJoong before turning his focus to his own hand, blinking when he saw the skin slowly knitting together again. HaRa bit on her lower lip, brows furrowed in concentration.

A minute later his hand was healed except for smudges of blood and thin, white lines where the cuts had been. HaRa drew her hands back with a sigh and toppled back onto her rear. "Wow. Haven't had to do more than migraines in a while."

"Anyone else want to try overdoing it?" YoungSaeng joked lightly. "I think we're on a roll..."

"Not unless we're looking to knock ourselves out the rest of the day," Nicole and HyungJoon said at the exact same time.

"...” Nicole hit HyungJoon off the head, earning a squawk. "Now it kicks in, we're not even practicing!"

"Well, I think a nap would still be a good idea for those who did push it too hard," HyunJoong spoke up. "It's not going to do us any good to push ourselves to the point of exhaustion."

JungMin nodded, biting on his lower lip and pulling his glove back on, looking down at the shattered light bulb without a word.

"I think some of us may be already napping," HaRa spoke up while eyeing KyuJong, who hadn't moved throughout the commotion and was half in YoungSaeng's lap with his eyes closed.

Easing KyuJong down onto the bed gently, YoungSaeng slid off the bed and went to JungMin's side. "You were startled. Don't worry about breaking a bulb or three. This is all to help us gain control, okay?" he said, smiling at his friend.

Looking up at the older boy, JungMin managed a smile and nodded. "Okay." He looked around and grabbed a few Kleenexes to start picking up the shattered pieces of glass, trying not to get any stuck in the fibers of his gloves. He was still bright red, and the fact that he hadn't said anything about HaRa's accusation was an indication of how out-of-his-element he suddenly was.

"So I'm guessing we're clearing out for the day?" Nicole asked, standing and stretching. HyungJoon hopped up to his feet.

"It'd probably be a good idea," HyunJoong stated as he got to his feet and looked over at the dead-to-the-world time traveler. "Besides, this migraine is sucking like no one's business..." he chuckled ruefully.

"I'd help, but I'm not too sure I just wouldn't make things worse," HaRa smiled apologetically. "Should I try?" She watched JungMin get rid of the glass in case he cut himself again.

HyunJoong just waved her off. "I'll be fine. I can just sleep it off. It'll be better once all our powers are off," he assured.

"If you're sure," she smiled. "Let's go and let KyuSaeng sleep in peace." She left the room, Nicole and HyungJoon after her.

"How's your powers doing, Saeng?" JungMin asked, looking up at him.

"It's not so bad since I'm not near the cemetery," he replied. "Last time I was, I passed out when a powerful spirit showed up. The practice has been helping a bit, though. The white noise isn't as bad right now, though the headache's starting get to the same level as HyunJoong's," he chuckled while deactivating his power, bringing his eyes back to their normal shade.

"Better do what your boyfriend's doing and get some rest then," JungMin chuckled. "I'll be around." He'd probably find somewhere to practice alone for a bit; one of the things with having electricity running in your veins was that it was hard for that energy to run out, and he doubted he could sleep even if he wanted to.

Waving at them both and trying not to look at HyunJoong too much, he walked out of the room and went downstairs.

Watching JungMin leave the room, YoungSaeng sighed and began massaging his temples. "Someone needs to go with him. I want to say HyunJoong, but not with the migraine."

HyunJoong lifted a brow at that. "Why me?"

"You may not believe it, but he doesn't get close to people...You managed to get in."

KyuJong stirred a little on the bed, dazed eyes opening a little. "Saeng?" he mumbled, looking for his boyfriend and relaxing when he saw him and HyunJoong. He could barely move and didn't even remember passing out.

Smiling, YoungSaeng lay down beside KyuJong and ran a hand through his hair soothingly.

"And I think I'll take that as my cue to leave," HyunJoong chuckled before pausing. "I'm sure being around a single activated power won't kill me."

With a wave, HyunJoong let himself out.

Smiling a little when YoungSaeng joined him, KyuJong shifted closer as much as he could manage, eyes closing at the hand in his hair. "What did I miss?" he murmured, forcing his eyes open again before he could pass out once more.

"Nothing much. We decided to let those of us who overdid it rest, starting with you," YoungSaeng lectured teasingly.

"Sorry," KyuJong chuckled tiredly. "I didn't think it would be this bad." He could feel himself going again. "What about you? Are you all right?" He lifted one lead-filled arm to touch gentle fingers to YoungSaeng's cheek.

"Migraine starting to form, but that's all," YoungSaeng explained, leaning into the fingers against his cheek.

KyuJong smiled in relief. "Your control is getting better Saeng," he murmured, tilting his head a little to brush his lips against his lover's before his eyes slid closed again. "Love you," he whispered.

YoungSaeng smiled gently, unable to argue before returning the light kiss and curling up beside KyuJong, closing his eyes. "Love you, too...."