Back in February. How I imagine them after Jihoon collapsed and was sent to the hospital. Foreword[SNEAK PEEK] Kyung shifts a little, trying to curl up against the cold floor and maybe carry on with his intention, but a hand gently tugs him away from his spot and a warm familiar body envelopes him in a firm hold. He clutches desperately onto his savior’s shirt and keeps a death grip on it like he will disappear if Kyung didn’t. The arms around him tighten in reassurance.“Shh… It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” Kyung just wants to disappear again, away from the world and back inside the security of Jiho’s unwavering hold, where only the sound of their heartbeats exist instead of the music that fuels their passion and paved their path in life down to this harsh reality they are currently in. -vile-