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2:56
Hongjoong is sitting in his studio working on a track. His eyes have been trying desperately to close for the past three hours. The head is heavy from lack of sleep, and thoughts are periodically confused. Hongjoong is desperate for sleep.
He is almost asleep when someone comes to him. The man gently strokes his head and puts something next to him.
“Hongjun, how are you?” Kim hears somewhere very close. He finally has the strength to open his eyes and see who is standing next to him. Seonghwa. Of course it's Seonghwa.
"Okay," no, not exactly, but he doesn't want to tell the truth. Not now, when he's almost finished.
“Of course,” Puck seems to even chuckle a little, but not cheerfully, “I brought sweets and water, not very seriously, but at least eat this.”
How grateful he is for this man. Hongjoong would have ended up in the hospital a long time ago, at best, without him.
“Thank you, really, thank you so much for everything you do.” And those are really true words. Kim knows it for sure, even now, in this state, he is completely sure of it.
Seonghwa helped him up and sat him on the couch. Puck handed him the candy and watched as he slowly and a little hesitantly unwrapped it.
Unwrapping the candy, Hongjoong sees some text on the wrapper.
“Well? What is written there? This is your prediction.” Seonghwa lightly pats his shoulder.
“Maybe now is the time to stop and enjoy the moment?” Kim looked at hyung a little blankly.
“What do you think?» Puck is still stroking his shoulder and blowing a little on his temple. “How are you feeling?”
“I want to sleep,” Hongjun didn’t want to lie for some reason. Something made him tell the truth.
“Of course.” Seonghwa begins to slowly lower Kim onto the couch. He wished that Hongjoong would sleep in bed so that his neck would not hurt tomorrow, but he came too late.
When Hongjoong was already lying down, Park got up and turned off the computer, the light, and generally everything that could disturb during sleep. When he returned to the couch, Kim was already asleep, then Seonghwa squatted down and kissed his temple.
“Sleep, my dear leader, I love you.
When hyung wanted to move away a bit, he felt his sleeve being taken.
“Stay, please.”
Sunhwa couldn't refuse, Park just climbed onto the couch, lay down behind Hongjoong and hugged him to his chest.
***
In the morning, hyung woke up due to digging somewhere nearby. He opened his eyes and unhooked his hands, and then felt how much they were numb.
“Good morning, Seonghwa.” With his next step, Park remembered the evening and saw Hongjoong, who had already sat on the couch and was looking at him.
“Good, how are you feeling today?” hyung sat down next to the leader and looked into his eyes.
“Much better, thanks,” after hearing the answer, Seonghwa decided to go to the dance practice that he had planned yesterday because some of his movements were sinking.
“I’m glad,” then Park stood up, picked up some rubbish from Hongjoong’s workplace and began to move towards the exit.
“Seonghwa!” Hongjoong jumped up abruptly and jumped towards his hyung.
“What?”
“I…” he swallowed. “Do you…really love me?”
“Yes,” Seonghwa remembered this for a long time, but deep down he hoped that Kim was already deeply asleep then.
“I love you too,” Hongjoong visibly relaxed and hugged his hyung.
Park hugged him back and buried his nose in the top of his head, he was happy. After standing like that for five minutes, Seonghwa remembered the practice.
“Ah… Hongjun, I need to rehearse the choreography for the video, I’m sorry, I don’t know it well,” Park didn’t want to leave, but he had to work.
“Maybe now is the time to stop and enjoy the moment?” Kim said with a slight smile.
“But I really don't know her very well.”
“You work hard too and deserve a break.” Hongjoong began running his hands over hyung’s back.
“Maybe you’re right,” Seonghwa pulled him onto the couch.