â mask of silence â baekhyun & yixing
[*eyes widen] Who? Who said that? [*trying to support Baekhyun but afraid of hurting him] Baekhyun? Baekhyun? [*panicked again] Baekhyun, stay awake. Please stay awake. Donâtâ [*released a shaky breath that sounds more like a gasp] Baekhyun⌠[*brushes hair out of Baekhyunâs face, stroking tear stained cheeks] How did it get to this? [*assuming that someone was stalking Baekhyun or harassing him, looks up when he hears ambulance sirens, picking up Baekhyun gently and hurrying to the elevator, whispering to him] Iâm sorry, Baekhyun. I canât just let this go.Â
[` cheeks flushed with fever, resting against yixing's shoulder, his hair sticking up everywhere and still shirtless, back hot to the touch, not stirring at all as the paramedics take him from yixing, laying him down on the stretcher and probing his back even as the ambulance wails off on its way to the hospital ] ... [` asleep in a hospital bed after having had his wounds stitched up, the process of disinfection having been begun, hooked up to monitors and an iv bag, his eyes still firmly shut, looking pale and small in the bed ]








