Broken Sunrise >> A Super Junior Fic >> Chapter 4

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Ryeowook's phone started playing the ridiculous song Sungmin and Kyuhyun recorded for him a few days before. Leetek smiled and held it up for Ryeowook.

"Hello?"

He flinched at the sounds coming through the phone, biting his lower lip. Leeteuk raised an eyebrow before Sungmin's voice came through, laughing loudly. "RYEOWOOKIE!!! I just ninjaed Jongwoonie's phone! BWAHAHAHA-AAA! KYUHYUNNIE, HELP!"

"Aish! Out of my way!" Yesung's voice rang through.

Ryeowook laughed.

"Talk, talk, talk, quickly! I seriously don't know ho-aah!"

Thuds and shuffles later, Yesung's voice came. "Hello."

Ryeowook burst out laughing after an 'oumphf!' a second later.

Leeteuk removed the phone and stuck it to his ear instead. "What are you guys doing?! Aish! Are you misbehaving?"

"No... Sungmin is, though..."

"LIES!" Sungmin cried from the other side.

"I love you, hyung!" Sungmin's cry came through

Leeteuk rolled his eyes and held it to Ryeowook's ear again.

"Hello," he said.

"Ryeowookie," Yesung said.

Ryeowook smiled. "Yeah."

"Did you go in yet?"

"Not yet... I think there's one more person ahead of me," he said, his expression sobering.

"Ah. Is it crowded?"

"No," he replied, shaking his head before realizing Yesung can't see. He blushed a little.

"I'm happy you'll be able to use your hands again today."

"Hyung... what if they're not ready... what if it hurts?"

"The doctor will know, and when you come back, we'll take care of you, all of us."

"Hyung... what if they're ugly now? Or crooked? What if they won't be straight again?" Leeteuk listened as Ryeowook voiced out his insecurities with a frown. We won't let you hurt anymore, baby Wook. "Hyuuung... I don't want to."

"Kim Ryeowook?" a nurse said, walking into the waiting room.

Ryeowook looked up like a lost fawn caught in headlights. As his heart started racing, he barely registered Leeteuk ending his call with Yesung. As they walked into the room, he felt his feet turn so heavy that Leeteuk had to put an arm around his waist and coax him in. The manager walked in first and greeted the doctor. "Hyung, it's not ready!" he mumbled, pushing back.

Leeteuk hushed him as his heart broke once more. "I'm here with you. It's going to be ok," he said, his arms bringing Ryeowook's trembling body in. "You're ok." He finally succeeded in helping Ryeowook into a chair next to the doctor and stood behind him, hands on his shoulders. He nodded to the hesitant doctor.

"Ryeowook-shii, it's good to see you again," he said, smiling as Ryeowook tried to smile back, but it kept falling. "It's ok, I know you're nervous," the doctor said, pulling out some tissue napkins and dabbing Ryeowook's face, pushed back towards Leeteuk before realizing that the doctor was just wiping perspiration on his face. "There's nothing to be worried about. I will not do anything sudden." As he tossed the tissues into the waste bin, Ryeowook became more conscious of his actions and stopped pushing back against Leeteuk, sitting on the seat and breathing normally again.

"Let me see your hands," the doctor said, holding out his hands.

Slowly and hesitantly, Ryeowook put his hands on the doctor's palms.

"Move the tips of your fingers," he said, giving tiny squeezes as Ryeowook moved them with his eyes shut tight and his hands trembling. "Ryeowook-shii?" the doctor said.

"Ryeowookie?" Leeteuk said, putting his hands on Ryeowook's cheeks and leaning around to see his face. Ryeowook opened his eyes and looked back at him. "The doctor is talking to you."

When Leeteuk straightened up again, the doctor resumed. "These are very well bandaged."

"Jungsu-hyung did them," Ryeowook mumbled. Leeteuk reached and ruffled his hair, pulling a tiny smile from him.

"Come sit on the bed. Let me remove the bandages and check them before I send you for an x-ray."

Ryeowook tensed further as they approached the bed.

"Just sit up here," the doctor said, patting the bed and pulling out a step from under it. As Leeteuk helped him sit, the doctor added, chuckling, "I'm sure he's strong enough to do it alone."

"Ryeowookie is our eternal magnae. We have to make sure he's comfortable."

"Eternal magnae, huh?" he echoed, pulling a stool and satting on it to be leveled with his hands, which were a full-blown shivering mess. "Relax, Ryeowook-shii, I'm not going to do anything other than remove the bandages."

Leeteuk suddenly looked up, "maybe this will help," he said, manipulating himself behind Ryeowook and rubbing his elbows and arms before steadying him. "He never looked while I changed the bandages for him. My dongsaeng always sat behind him... it gave him some comfort."

As the bandages started coming off, he flinched. When the bandages were completely removed, Ryeowook peeked down at his fingers then buried his face once more into Leeteuk's neck. "Ow... put it away... it's not ready... it's crooked..."

"They look fine," the doctor said, rubbing and massaging the hands and fingers.

"Ow..."

"Is that painful?"

Ryeowook shook his head.

"Let's get that x-ray done."

He looked up at Leeteuk. "They're still broken."

"Jongwoon-ah, Sungmin-ah, Kyuhyun-ah, everyone, would be sad if they're not a little better... you want them to be happy, right?"

Ryeowook nodded.

"Let's go get the x-ray then, ok?"

He nodded again.

Half an hour later, they were back at the doctor's office discussing the x-rays. "It looks good, Ryeowook-shii. Your joints are healed."

"Hurts when I move them."

"This soreness is because of the prolonged restriction. It should go away by tonight."

"Can he play piano again?"

"I'd say wait till he finishes a physiotherapy course? Maybe in a ten days or so."

They watched Ryeowook move his hand around, hanging it down then looking at it from different angles and occasionally shaking it from his wrist.

"What is it, Ryeowook-shii?"

"Hyung," he said glancing at Leeteuk, "I don't know what to do with them..."

...

When the doorbell rang, Sungmin, Yesung and Donghae raced over each other to the door. The door flew open to a blinking Ryeowook, an amused Leeteuk and an angry manager.

"Aish! This is supposed to be the quiet apartment!"

"Sorry manager-hyung," they mumbled in chorus.

"Aish," he said, leaving.

"Move, children," Kangin said, as Leeteuk walked through and pushing Ryeowook ahead, kissing Kangin as he passed him, causing him to grin at the rest.

"Ewwwww," they all chorused.

"I'm hungry..." Ryeowook muttered.

"Why don't you go change and we'll see about that?"

Ryeowook nodded and went to his and Yesung's room. He stood in front of the closet.

Yesung came into the room and shuffled through his belongings. "What's wrong?" he asked, standing behind Ryeowook and putting his hands on his shoulders.

"I'm afraid of using them..." he whispered.

Yesung wrapped his arms around him and held his hands up, kissing each one. "I'll help." Looking over Ryeowook's shoulder, he opened the closet and picked out things as Ryeowook instructed.

"This one."

"That one?"

"No, the one on the left."

"That one?"

"Hyuuung! Right."

"Sorry, that one?"

"Aish!" Ryeowook exclaimed, turning around and burying his face in his hands against Yesung's shoulder. "You're just picking on me."

"Only because it's too much fun."

Ryeowook pouted, with a slight blush. "Hyuung."

His hands went up Ryeowook's shoulders, the right one up to cup his cheek. "Ryeowookie..." Ryeowook blinked in anticipation but Yesung shook his head. "I'm glad you're ok," he said, straightening up. "Let's get you changed."

Ryeowook slightly smiled and nodded. When they were done, he said, "hyung?" He grinned when Yesung looked at him. "My surprise?" He pouted when Yesung slowly smirked. "What...?"

"Hm..." Yesung said, going to the table next to his bed and pulling a small box out of his drawer. "I wonder if I should give it to you?" he mused out loud, looking at the box then Ryeowook.

"Hyuuuung!" Ryeowook complained, approaching him. "Gimmeh!" Yesung quickly held the box behind his back and Ryeowook caught air. "Hyung!" He laughed as Ryeowook tried to reach around him and eventually pushing into him as he kept moving the box away. "Aish! Hyung! I'm gonna start climbing you," Ryeowook warned before putting a leg around Yesung's waist and his arms around his neck and head, making him bring his arms forward to hold Ryeowook and balance. Ryeowook quickly unclimbed him and took the box, sittng on his bed Indian style with his back to Yesung as he opened it.

Yesung was still smiling as he sat behind Ryeowook and put his legs around Ryeowook's and his arms around his waist, watching over his shoulder as he carefuly tried to open the box with lethargic fingers. Ryeowook unconsciously leaned back against him. He gasped loudly, turning the unwrapped box around and gasping even louder. "Oh my God..." Ryeowook gasped, opening the box. "Oh my God!" he exclaimed, pulling out the black iPhone 3G S 32G.

"Nah, just me."

Ryeowook looked over his shoulder and made a face before turning back to the phone. "Oh my god... hyung... this is for me?"

"Nah, I just wanted you to look at it."

Ryeowook's mouth gaped, looking at him. "You're so mean!"

Yesung laughed. "I was joking. It's for you."

Ryeowook turned back to the phone as Yesung's hands stayed on his hips. "It's gorgeous... I think it's the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen."

"That's it, I'm returning it!" Yesung said, reaching for it.

"NO!" Ryeowook cried, moving out of his position and sitting across him, hugging the phone to himself. "It's mine!"

Yesung snorted. "You can get it inscribed too, if you like," he said, reaching out and turning it. "There. They'll write whatever you want them to."

Ryeowook held it and went silent, thinking. "Hyung... this is too expensive..."

"For your reaction, I think I got the money's worth."

"Hyuung..." Ryeowook's eyes welled up and tears instantly started falling. He crawled over and hugged Yesung, who hugged him back and held him when Ryeowook turned halfway against him and sat, extending his legs sideways. He held the phone and looked it over again. "I love it."

"I'm glad."

He looked up at Yesung. "Thank you."

Yesung smiled, resting his free hand against his stomach. Ryeowook blushed slightly and moved so that his head was resting sideways against Yesung's shoulder. He put the phone down and sighed.

Yesung looked down. "Anything wrong?"

"No," he replied then held the hand with both of his hands. "Thank you, hyung."

"You already thanked me."

"For everything."

Yesung brought his hand up from Ryeowook's hold and ran it through his hair before cupping his face and leaning his head down to place a kiss on his head. "You're my eternal magnae."

"You're so cute, I'm going to puke."

They froze and looked up.

"Hyung!" Ryeowook gasped, sitting up.

Heechul stood straight from leaning against the wall with folded arms and took a step in.

"How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough to purge my apetite. Move. Hannie made thick Italian noodles."

"Paste, hyung, pasta!" Yesung said.

"Hey, hey! Don't be calling me names, now! No resect for your hyung, aish! Jungsu-ah! What have you been teaching those brats?!" he complained, walking off.

Ryeowook and Yesung glanced at each other and blushed then separated and stood.

"Um... Food," Yesung said, leading the way out.

As they sat around and started to eat, Yesung reached over and forked a penne and a shred of chicken before holding it out for Ryeowook who almost ate it before Heechul randomly said, "he can use his hands now, you know. You can keep doing it and be grossly cute, though - it's ok - but he has hands and he can use them. You can like it too, Ryeowookie, but not in front of me because I might have to eat food sometimes and when I do, I might have to keep it down because if I die of starvation, Hannie will kill you and Simba will bite your foot."

Ryeowook blushed furiously and covered his face as Yesung scrunched up tissue and threw it at Heechul. Others simply cracked up.

"Aigoo... let them eat!" Leeteuk chastized as Heechul snickered.

Hankyung ruffled Ryeowook's hair from behind as Leeteuk reached and smacked Heechul on the head playfully before going out of reach. He brought out a utensil set and put it in front of Ryeowook who looked at them in awe.

Fork: 'Eternal Magnae's Fork'

Spoon: 'Eternal Magnae's Spoon'

Knife: 'Eternal Magnae's Knife'

"Heechul's get well soon gift."

"Don't lie!" Heechul said, pointing his chopsticks at Hankyung.

"There's nothing wrong with you giving him a gift."

"Its not a gift! He needs to eat and he can't use chopsticks yet, so it is a necessity. Like AC in an apartment. Is it a gift from the owner? Huh?! Aish! What are you laughing at, brat?"

He stood and went around while everyone watched then hugged Heechul from behind. "Thank you, hyung. I love you."

Heechul grinned at Yesung and lifted his arm to place a kiss on his hand. "Of course you do. I'm awesome. Now go eat Hannie's pasta before he cries."

Ryeowook laughed, going back to his seat.

After the meal, when everyone started to leave, Ryeowook said, "um... May I talk to everyone in the sitting room of Jungsu-hyung's apartment, please?" A few minutes later, they were all gathered in the said apartment's sitting room as Ryeowook stood in front of them. "I never really properly thanked all of you-"

"Aish! You're going to make me cry again, aren't you?!" Eunhyuk exclaimed from his place on the floor, earning a few smacks and snickers.

"Appa... Ummmaaaa!" Ryeowook started, with a pout, glancing at Kangin and Leeteuk.

"Aigo, my heart... I'm already gone," Leeteuk said, his voice two pitches higher, grabbing his heart dramatically.

"I love you," he said, making a heart with his arms, pulling some laughs. "Everyone... I know that if it wasn't for you. Since... three weeks ago, everyone has been a different kind of support for me. Even Henry-ah and ZhouMi-ah came to see me 2 weeks ago. I am eternally thankful - you kept me sane..." His hand went up to wipe his tears before they left his eyes. "You made the pain bearable," he said, glancing at Yesung directly, "and you chased my nightmares away when they came," he said, glancing at Sungmin. "Nothing I can do or say would thank you enough. You are my family, friends... I don't really want to know life without you. You're all very special to me. I think I wouldn't have lived again without your love for the last three weeks. I know I'm not fully recovered yet, although my hands almost completely are, and that it might be needy of me to say so... but I need you to keep loving me like you do... " He felt his voice leave him. "There's..." He shifted to the other leg, his mouth opening and closing but no words coming out. Leeteuk went to him and hugged him with a small smile. "I wanted to say thank you properly..." he whispered hoarsely between sobs and gasps, "but it feels like my heart is going to explode... I can't talk..."

"You don't have to say anything, baby" Leeteuk whispered again in his ear, rubbing his back and running a hand in his hair.

"Aish!" Heechul said, standing, "you don't have to thank your family for loving you. It's uncondtional love. Didn't you read about psychology? Or karma or something. We're your friends and brothers and we love you," he said offering the tissue box to Ryeowook. "Well, in Kangin and Jungsu's case, you're their son and they love you," he said, snickering and avoiding the pillow Kangin threw at him, which smacked Yesung on the head instead.

"Ow!"

"I also need to thank E.L.F." He looked at them again. "I need to thank them for staying by us - by me - and for being supportive in every way."

"We'll connect with them today," Leeteuk replied.

"Jongwoon-hyung..." said later, while lounging in his bed.

"Mm?"

"How did I deserve to have so many wonderful people around me all the time?"

"Well, I just kind of happened."

"I don't mean you."

"Ouch," Yesung said, holding his chest dramatically, "my heart will never heal from your harsh words of doom."

Ryeowook giggled. A few seconds later, he sat up, looking at his feet. "Hyung..."

"What?"

"I don't know how to say this without sounding weird... so don't be weirded out, ok?"

"Ok..."

Ryeowook took a deep breath. "I find comfort in you - warmth I don't feel elsewhere. Safe... even though Sungmin-ah totally kicks your ass in martial arts."

"Hey now, don't step on a sore - you were totally doing well before."

Ryeowook chuckled. "What I'm trying to say is... I want to be by your side for a long time. I love you, hyung." He sat sideways on a bent leg on Yesung's bed and put a hand on his torso. "Someday, you're going to find a nice girl and marry and have mini-Jongwoonies with silly plans to take over the world - be too busy to be my... hyung... but till then, I don't want you to leave my side."

Yesung sat up, bending the farther leg, and hugged Ryeowook. "No reason is good enough to take you away from me except your own choice." He felt his heart beating harder in his chest. "You have no idea how special you are to me." Ryeowook felt Yesung's chest pulse against him, then his whole body. He tried to look up, but Yesung tightened his hold. "I... I love you, Ryeowook." Ryeowook blinked against his chest. "I want to keep you forever in my arms. Comfortable. Safe. Warm." His left hand took Ryeowook's right and rested it on his chest, agaisnt his heart. "Right here."

"Hyung..." Ryeowook breathed, resting his temple above his and Yesung's hand.

"As long as it beats."

Ryeowook closed his eyes and they stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity for both of them. Even when the door opened, neither moved.

"Guys?" Kangin said, "Guys, we're going to watch a film the management sent to us."

"We'll come," Yesung replied with a heavy pitch.

Kangin watched them for a few seconds and nodded. "Ok." He closed the door quietly and returned to the other apartment, sitting int he corner and pulling Leeteuk once more to lean on him. "They're coming - we'll wait for them."

A while later, Yesung quietly walked in, pulling Ryeowook behind him from his hand.

"About time," Heechul complained.

"Sorry, hyung," Yesung said before he sat on the floor then leaned his back against the corner of the couch and craddled Ryeowook's form and tangling their legs.

Eyes were on them for a few seconds before Kangin started the film. "Sungmin-ah, get the lights," he said and Sungmin hopped up to click off the lights.

Halfway through, Ryeowook moved sideways slightly and rested his head on Yesung's shoulder. He closed his eyes and exhaled in content.

"Snow White, if you snore one more time, I'll shove that apple down your throat myself," Heechul mumbled, whacking Kibum's side with his foot on the floor.

"Aish!" Kibum exclaimed, waking up.

"Stop snoring!"

"Shh!" Leeteuk hissed.

An hour later, when the film was over, Heechul reached and shook Kibum who was sleeping on his leg. Others stood and stretched as Sungmin went for the lights.

"Ryeowook," Yesung whispered, shielding Ryeowook's eyelids. "Ryeowookie, wake up." He flinched as the lights hit his eyes. "Li Xu," he whispered, brushing his hair off his eyes. Ryeowook's eyes fluttered open.

From the side, Hankyung was watching them fondly and laughed when Ryeowook mumbled then stood as he said, "hyung... that was a good movie..." then leaned against Yesung when he stood.

"Wookie, how are your hands?" Leeteuk asked, standing next to them.

Ryeowook murmued agains Yesung's shoulder.

As they left, Leeteuk bit his lower lip. "Do you think it'll be ok? Will he go into the studios?"

After some silence, Kangin replied, "probably not," unhappy with Leeteuk's frown. "We'll see tomorrow, Angel."

Leeteuk nodded.

Leeteuk turned to face Kangin. "Now... what are you not telling me, hmm?" he said as they entered their bedroom and closed the door after Kangin who pouted but still returned the embrace when Leeteuk's arms went around his neck.

Kangin tsked then shook his head. "I think they are getting too close," he finally said. "Ryeowook isn't ready for something like that." Kangin exhaled. "I just don't want him to be harmed. I saw how you suffered the past three weeks. It was painful to see you like that - both of you... even Sungmin and Jongwoon." He paused. "He is still recovering, no matter how much we want to believe he's almost back to normal." He sat on his bed.

Leeteuk sat down, in deep thought. "How are we supposed to start recording if Ryeowookie won't go in tomorrow?"

...

Ryeowook lied down on his back ont he couch as Yesung flipped through the channels from his place sitting next to his head and Kibum sat Indian style at Ryeowook's feet, listening to Kyuhyun clicking away at his laptop. He slowly lifted his hands up, moving them slowly and inspecting them.

"My nails are too long."

Kibum and Yesung turned to him.

"About time you noticed. You wouldn't let Leeteuk hyung cut them last week."

He lowered his hand. "Tomorrow... tomorrow we go to the studios."

Yesung looked down at him. "It's going to be ok. We will all be with you all the time.

Ryeowook frowned. As he kept watching his hands, a snapping sound made him flinch.

"Aish!"

A little gasp made Yesung look to see dilated eyes staring blankly as Ryeowook's face perspired. He tossed the remote controller aside. "Ryeowook?" he said, moving so that he was sitting on his knees on the floor and cupping Ryeowook's face. As he started to shake against Yesung's hand, Kibum and Kyuhyun joined them. "Ryeowook!"

Ryeowook started flinching.

"Ryeowookie!!"

Ryeowook started crying out. "No... no... don't break them..." He jerked then screamed in a blood-curling pitch.

Doors banged open and many footsteps approached. "RYEOWOOKIE!"

"JUNGSU-HYUNG!!!" As he kept screaming and twitching. "Ow... ow... it hurts... please stop..."

Hankyung ran to the other apartment.

"Was that from your side?" Heechul asked as others approached in alert.

"Ryeowook."

Intantly, they all started to run to the other side.

"Ryeowookie... Ryeowookie, wake up... it's me, Jongwoon-hyung... Ryeowookie..."

They watched terror and fear turn into tears of despair and depression as Yesung gathered Ryeowook in his arms and held him to his chest and Sungmin sat on the other side and ran his fingers through his hair to soothe him, softly talking to him. Heechul went through them and held a glass of water towards Ryeowook who flinched and made a pained sound.

"Ryeowook-ah, it's Heechul-hyung. Drink some water."

As Ryeowook opened his eyes, they couldn't decide what to be more awed at - Ryeowook's sudden calm or Heechul's foreign tenderness as he held the glass while Ryeowook sipped. He shrugged away from the glass and Heechul put it on the coffee table, still kneeling in front of him.

"Look, Ryeowook," he said, nodding to his side. "We're all here. Me, Jongwoonie, Sungminie, Jungsu-hyung and Jongwoonie, Shindong, Eunhyuk, Hannie, Fish, Snow White, Simba-"

"And the rest of the animal kingdom," Kyuhyun randomly said.

"And that idiot over there," Heechul added as Ryeowook smiled, leaning tiredly against Yesung while his eyes drooped.

"Don't sleep here," Yesung said.

Siwon stepped up. "I'll carry Ryeowook to bed," he said, swooping Ryeowook up who looked for something to cling on and ended up with a handful of Siwon's shirt.

"I can walk," Ryeowook mumbled, hiding his face against Siwon's chest as he was slowly aware of the rest.

As he walked into the room, Yesung heard someone whisper, "I didn't know Jongwoon's voice can hit that low note."

"No," Ryeowook protested when Siwon started lowering him onto his bed. "No, it's cold," he said climbing off him. "I don't want this bed," he said, backing away.

"You can-" Sungmin started to say but paused when Yesung just put his arm around Ryeowook and led him to his own bed, pulling off the cover as Ryeowook lied down and got comfortable on the bed, then covered him. "Or that."

Leeteuk walked into the room. "Are you feeling better?" he said, sitting on the bed next to him and brushing his hair off his face.

"I'm sorry," Ryeowook said, looking away from them. "I worry everyone all the time... I'm sorry."

"We love you and it hurts us when you're hurt," Leeteuk said, cupping his face and easing it towards him again, "we all care about you."

Ryeowook frowned, his eyes glassy. "I hate being a burden," he whispered.

"You're not a burden, Wookie baby."

Sungmin sat on the bed's corner. "You're never a burden."

Siwon pulled out a gold chain from his pocket and approached. "My mother... she prayed into this when I was sick and made me wear it besides my own." The simple gold cross dangled from it. "I prayed into it the past three weeks."

They watched Siwon link the chain around Ryeowook's neck and rest the cross against his chest.

"I wish it keeps you safe."

"Siwonie..." he whisered hoarsely and wiped at his eyes, speechless as everyone else in the room.

Giving up to Leeteuk's ministrations, Ryeowook's eyeslids eventually felt too heavy to open and his mind drifted off to sleep. He stood and saw Yesung sitting behind him, and Wison leaning against the wall behind Sungmin, who still sat ont he corner of the bed.

"Tomorrow is going to be tough."

"Is he ready for that?" Yesung asked.

"I don't think so. Kangin and I... we both don't think so."

"Then why don't we delay?"

"Management wants us to try."

Yesung tsked.

"SM understands that we might need to wait longer if he can't. Because... it... happened in their building and their security was charged, and E.L.F., even TVfXQ and their Cassiopiea's and others', anger and blame, besides compensation, they have been wielded to a softer outlook. It will be the first time Ryeowook goes out in public for the past three weeks besides hospital visits... I just hope it all goes well. For Ryeowook's sake."

They turned to the bed at the sound of a displease moan.

"Hyung..."

Yesung stood and removed his socks then went to him, lifting the cover when Leeteuk moved and lying down next to him. As soon as he was close, Ryeowook moved onto his side and Yesung was able to slip his right arm under his head. He put his head on Yesung's chest and his hand rested just under, allowing the arm to go around him as the left rested on his side.

"I think I'm jealous of you two," Sungmin chuckled. "I should make Kyuhyunnie do those things."

Yesung grinned.

"Hm, maybe I should go find that #1 Korea Raccoon," Leeteuk said before leaning down and placing a kiss on Ryeowook's temple. "Good night."

"Night."

"I'm going to sleep too. Goodnight," Siwon softly spoke.

"Good night, Siwon-ah."

Sungmin stood. "You have something very precious in your hands. Don't lose it."

"Don't you have your own bundle of precious to worry about?"

Sungmin made a face and took his leave. "Good night."

"Good night."

When the door closed, Yesung exhaled, petting Ryeowook's hair as his left hand came up and held Ryeowoo's hand on his chest. "Precious, huh?" He lifted his head when Ryeowook suddenly took a deep breath, but smiled and settled when he realized he was still soundly sleeping. "Precious."