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A boy sat in a tub, filled with warm water as he watched more flow into the pool that he was laying in. He felt the warm water rise, and rise, until it hit his collarbones. He felt drained, to the point that he slowly slid into the water, feeling the warm water reach his jaw. He felt himself mentally think, 'is it worth it?'

He slid deeper underwater, watching as the water became closer to vision within each slide. He felt it touch his top lip, and he felt the urge to just go underneath. He closed his eyes as he slid deeper, the last thing he saw was the ceiling lights.

He was underwater, and he couldn't help but feel, calm. Reserved. Every noise was muffled, everything was shut out as water filled his ears and his eyes were closed. All he could feel was his body slowly becoming numb, and his lungs were burning for a breath of air. All he could hear was the water from the faucet flow into the tub.

He let them. He wanted nothing to do with this cruel world anymore. He's done faking, lying, trying. He's done with it all. He just wanted to feel numb to the very touch, never wanting to see anything else but darkness. He was tired. Tired of opening his eyes everyday, getting up and living a life that he centered around others. He was fed up.

He heard knocks at the door, but it was all muffled. He then heard the angelic voice that he recognized almost immediately. The one he would talk to when feeling down, the one that whispered things to him at night, the one that he would wake up to in the morning. It made him give the smallest smile as he heard it through the door, the knocks getting louder.

"Taeyong! Taeyong! Open the door! Taeyong!"

The voice kept yelling, and all he could hear was muffled sounds. He heard banging now, as if force being used on the door. He felt guilt run through his veins, but felt his body relax all the sudden. His vision then started becoming darker, even if his eyes were closed. He felt his lungs burn, but slowly go numb. He felt his head get heavy, and his conscious weigh down on him.

All he could remember next was the harsh noise of a door slamming open, and a strong grip grab him and lift him out of the water. Feeling that cold air hit his skin was horrid, and he let his body go limp to the touch as his conscious slipped away.

"Taeyong, you okay? You look tired."

"Im okay. Just didn't get a good nights sleep."

"You look thin these days Taeyong, are you eating well? Are you taking care of yourself?"

"Of course, just been working on diets."

"Taeyong, are you feeling okay?"

"No."

"Taeyong, are you hungry?"

"No."

"Taeyong, are you okay?

"No."

"Taeyong...."

"Taeyong..."

"Taeyong!"

The muffled voices slowly became clearer, and he felt hands on his chest, putting pressure on it. He felt lips collide with his own, and felt air enter his body. He then realized he couldn't breath, and tried to gasp for air but nothing came in, or out. He couldn't bare opening his eyes, it felt too heavy. He felt his body numb and he couldn't feel it. He couldn't feel anything, but he could hear, a panicked voice as panicked hands worked.

"Come on Taeyong! You can't die! You can't die on me! Wake up! Please!" He felt the hands work harder, faster, and he tried with all his strength to just barely open them, vision came into view. It was all blurred though, and he could feel water as they stung the slightest.

He then felt his body start to work, he felt warmth fill his lungs and coughed a little, water coming out as he felt his throat decalog.

"Taeyong-.." He heard the crack in the voice and strong arms embraced his small frame. He barely had a breath to even catch, and panted harshly, his lungs filling themselves desperately.

"Why did you scare me like that- please- please never scare me like that every again- please." The pleading voice broke his heart, and he felt the cold air latch to his skin once again.

His body curled against the other bodies warmth, and he felt those arms around him tighten. He couldn't make out a single word as he couldn't feel his vocal cords.

He grasped the hand tightened around him, and it quickly held back.

"It's okay. I'm here." He heard a whisper behind him, and that calmed his nerves.

He then felt himself being cradled, and finally looked up to see the one and only angel. Those worried big brown orbs staring down at him, that brown hair laying messily on top of each other, and shiny damp lips from being placed on his.

"Jae-hyun-.." his voice cut off after the 'Jae' and a hand cupped his face gently.

"I'm here." Jaehyun reassured.

"Come on, it's okay now." The other whispered, and Taeyong felt himself being lifted bridal style out of the bathroom. A towel placed around him.

He gave a shiver from the cold, as his body was still wet with cold water.

He then gripped onto the others clothes as they entered a bedroom, Taeyong gently being placed on a chair in the room. Jaehyun quickly wrapped towels around him, and grabbed a small one as he dried his hair.

Neither of them spoke, it was just comfortable silence the whole time as they dried off, got dressed, and got ready for bed. Taeyong on the other hand couldn't help but wanting to apologize for his outraged actions. He couldn't help but feel guilty, regret picking at him.

He sat on the edge of the bed as he heard Jaehyun enter the room.

"Jaehyun..." he slowly spoke, feeling his voice croak and ache from the water.

"What is it love?" It was as if Jaehyuns attention immediately went to Taeyong, and Taeyong couldn't help but feel selfish with it. The soft words that Jaehyun spoke, he knew they were just for him and him only.

"I'm sorry...." he whispered softly as he looked down, avoiding eye contact as he felt Jaehyuns stare on him.

He heard nothing for awhile, but then felt the bed dip and a sudden hug from behind made him jump.

"You don't need to apologize Taeyong. It's not your fault." The other whispered.

"Are you sure?...." Taeyong whispered in guilt.

"I'm positive." The other reassured. "Just talk to me, okay? That's all I ask." The other said.

"Ok." Taeyong said softly.

Taeyong felt a satisfied smile sit on his lips as they cuddled the rest of the night, in complete peace as they lied together.

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