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It was not a sweet melody that resonated from Yechan's room, but only the sound of keyboard keys pressed randomly. Sometimes it sounds almost like a delightful melody, but then it continues with a series of sounds that are out of sync with each other. Sometimes several keyboard keys are pressed together, and hearing the horrifying sounds makes Jaehan frown.
Tonight he had finished recording one song and was taking a break for a moment while walking down the second floor hallway, when his feet stopped in front of Yechan's room. Thinking Yechan must have gone to bed because the younger didn't visit his room today, Jaehan was about to continue walking when he heard the sound of the keyboard. Yechan had no obligation to make songs while they were busy filming, so Jaehan couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows in surprise. Why does he play the keyboard at midnight like this? He listened for a while, and then no more sound was heard.
"Yechan-ah?"
Since there was no answer from inside, Jaehan knocked on Yechan's bedroom door carefully. Still no response. Jaehan decides to try to open the door, which turns out to be unlocked. He gently turned the doorknob and pushed it.
Yechan's room looked neat, as usual, and the main lights were brightly lit on the ceiling of the room. The bed was empty, there were only a few pillows lying on it. Yechan sat on a wooden chair without a backrest in front of the keyboard, with his back slanted and his cheek pressed against the keyboard speaker hole. It seemed that he had just fallen asleep. With a position that seemed very uncomfortable.
"Yechan-ah," Jaehan gently stroked Yechan’s back, trying to wake him up. He felt that the T-shirt on Yechan's back was cold and a little damp. He looked up, realizing that the air conditioner above the keyboard was emitting cold air directly to Yechan's body. "Hey, you should change clothes first and sleep on your bed."
"Annoying," Yechan mumbled, half asleep. His cheek was still pressed against the keyboard so Jaehan couldn't hear his words clearly.
"Yechan-ah," Jaehan called again, starting to tug at the sleeve of Yechan's T-shirt. "Get up first–"
"I want to help," Yechan began muttering again, with his eyes tightly closed and his forehead furrowed. "I want to help Jaehan Hyung so he doesn't have to stay up all night making songs after a busy day of filming."
Jaehan smiled subconsciously. He brushed Yechan's head gently, knowing with certainty that Yechan was still asleep. He couldn't let Yechan continue to sleep in this position, so he patted Yechan's back a little harder. "Wake up–"
Yechan suddenly stood up, making Jaehan stagger back and his heel hit on Yechan's bedside. Before he realized what had just happened, Yechan was already standing tall right in front of him, staring at his face with his eyes half-open. "Jaehan Hyung?"
Jaehan gulped. "Yeah."
Yechan closed his eyes again, grabbing Jaehan's waist as he flopped onto the bed. Because it happened so fast and Jaehan's tired brain couldn't process the movement quickly, Jaehan only realized what was going on when he was already lying on Yechan's bed, wrapped in Yechan's arms.
"Your clothes are wet," Jaehan commented as he lowered his head, staring at the color of the T-shirt on Yechan's chest that was slightly in darker hue of blue than his shoulders. "You will catch a cold if you sleep in wet clothes–"
"Stop nagging, will you?" Yechan pulled Jaehan’s body closer, so Jaehan had no choice but to snuggle closer until his forehead touched Yechan's chin. "My T-shirt is wet because I just finished taking a shower, not because of sweat, so there will be no smell to disturb you. And I won't have a cold just because my clothes are a little wet. I'm not that fragile."
Jaehan tapped his forehead on Yechan's chin. "Just for your information, I have no problem with your sweat. Your body scent has never bothered me. I just don't want you to get sick tomorrow and ruin our already very busy filming schedule."
"The most professional actor, Kim Jaehan-ssi," Yechan mocked Jaehan with a chuckle. He stuck out his long neck so that Jaehan's head was now resting under his chin. He hugs Jaehan protectively. "I'll be fine. Hyung had to stop talking and just sleep. Tomorrow I promise I'll accompany you until you finish the other two songs."
Jaehan carefully reached out, wrapping his arm around Yechan's waist. "Thank you."
Yechan muttered happy noises, patting Jaehan's back gently to put Jaehan to sleep. "I'm the one who should thank you. Your burden must be heavy Hyung, as a team leader, a singer, now an actor. And you should always be responsible for me anywhere we go because I'm the youngest. I shouldn't be allowed to be a burden–"
"You're not a burden," Jaehan quickly assured, pulling his hand from Yechan's waist and grabbing Yechan's nape firmly. He spoke slowly so that even in his half-asleep state Yechan could hear his words clearly. "I'm glad you're in Omega X. No one can replace you to be the maknae of Omega X. We all love you."
Yechan chuckled, loosening his embrace slightly so that he could put some distance between his neck and Jaehan's face. He inched down, making his face level with Jaehan's. He opened his eyes, looked at Jaehan with a wide smile, then pressed his forehead against Jaehan's. "And we need you, Hyung. In a healthy state of body, mind, and soul. So please don't try to bear your burden alone. You can always count on us, okay?"
"I know." Jaehan smiled, stroking Yechan's nape softly while pressing his forehead against Yechan's with a little more pressure. "I'm so grateful to you all."
Yechan caresses Jaehan's back, comforting, and the act succeeds to make Jaehan yawn. Jaehan massaged Yechan's nape gently while closing his eyes. He also tried to put Yechan to sleep, but in fact, Yechan was no longer sleepy. Looking at Jaehan's closed eyes, with his big hand stroking the nape of his neck, it made Yechan's heart beat too fast until his sleepiness faded. "I want to kiss you now."
Jaehan immediately pulled his hand away from Yechan's nape and stopped attaching his forehead on Yechan's forehead, but his eyes remained closed. He chuckled while slightly lowering his head . "Do you really have to practice your dialogue right now? My eyes just refuse to open–"
"Then don't open them," Yechan interrupted quickly. He lowered his head and with one quick movement he pressed his lips against Jaehan's. At the next second he let go of Jaehan's lips and moved up again, resting his chin on top of Jaehan's head and hugging Jaehan's slim body tighter. "Good night, Hyung. Please don't kick me. I will let you sleep now."
Jaehan smiled. He wrapped his arm around Yechan's waist again, snuggled his pointy nose to the crook of Yechan's neck. "Good night to you too. Can you sleep well with the lights on?"
"I can sleep well with Hyung here."
The sun was shining, accompanied by Sebin's shouts in the second floor hallway. "Jaehan Hyung! Yechan-ah! It's morning already! Get up now! Hurry up and have breakfast!"
Yechan opened his eyes, feeling his left arm stiff. Then he realized Jaehan was still using his arm as a pillow comfortably. He smiled, stealing another quick peck from Jaehan's lips before carefully slipping away from the bed.
He didn't know Jaehan was already awake even before Sebin began his shouting.