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Released // Key and Suk.

Finally the day had come for Jongsuk to leave the hospital. He was sick of the place and joyful. He was still pretty weak and in pain, however he was better than he was and cancer free. Sat on the bed finally with no wires or tubes. When he saw Key enter the room to come pick him up he cheered. "Wheeeeyy hey!" his smile large. 

He was on pretty strong pain tablets which did indeed make him a little loopy. "Key I'm so happy! Do I look good?" Jongsuk posed on the bed but hurt himself twisting his stomach a little too much. He was dressed in rather fashionable sweat pants and a designer t-shirt. He shuffled to the bed side sliding off slowly.Almost completely in half doubled over shuffled into the provided wheelchair. "The nurse gave me this note it says: you have to make sure I take my medication and watch out for seizures. Apparently because I kind of died for a while it was a lot of stress on my brain. You know starved of oxygen thing. We should be good though,"

Reaching up for a hug Jongsuk made a soft humming noise he felt safe. "Once I get better, I'm going to spoil you rotten in anyway you wish,"

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Time is Running Out! {Jongsuk, Hayi & Key}

Jongsuk lay frail in bed, his skin chalk white and his bones protruding everywhere barley able to breathe on his own. Wires had become part of him, they had stopped his feeding tube he felt starved and weak. He looked up at the two friends who sat near him, he felt awful for hurting them in such a way. So many times had he seen Hayi's eyes water in such a way that he began to wonder if she would ever look at him without crying. Key looked strong but there was a sadness inside that Jongsuk feared seeing on the outside, he would never want to see Key in so much pain.

Speaking through his internal silence he grabbed out for a hand, sweetly the three of them clasped their hands together. "I love ...you two so much...I want you to have these," through panted breaths he reached under his pillow and pulled out two sliver bracelets that matched the one dangling from his wrist. He was not allowed to wear it during the operation but it was allowed to lay under his pillow. A nurse came in and checked Jongsuk causing him to let go if his friends warm hands. "Are you in pain?" She asked him softly he nodded yes in reply, the medication was increased and he felt himself struggle to stay awake. "I'm scared," he said softly. "I'm not ready yet," a tear streamed done his face. The nurse then looked at Hayi and Key "We will be operating soon," she left and Jongsuk looked up at his friends. "Don't let me die!"

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gnx-key:

[text: pricey princess] No way!! I’ve always wanted a twin kekeke. September is ages away but I’m totally up for throwing a huge party, what do you think??

[text: fab freeloader] Totally. And we could actually have alcohol since I'm officially an adult. Can I get a "whut whut"?

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Weakling || Key & Jongsuk

Entering the nurses office Jongsuk groaned. His stomach was twisting in pain and he needed a nap. It felt like days since he had had a good sleep. It was always good knowing that while the school worked students hard the school infirmary was always open. Sleeping in a cot for an hour or so during the day normally refreshed him a little. <p> As he opened the door he saw a very familiar back. It was the back of Key another student he saw now and then in the infirmary. The kid took seizures now and then just like Jongsuk used to but worse. On a few occasions Jongsuk stayed with Key while he took a seizure comforting him and telling him not to feel embarrassed. Creeping slowly behind Key he gave him a back. "Are you feeling ok Bummie?" He asked hugging him tight for a few moments before flipping the younger around so he could read his lips. "I'm here to get an IV and a nap! Do you want to nap with me?" Now and then Jongsuk used a childlike charm on Key even though he was older. Feeling a little faint he stumbled into Keys arms. "I think I should lie down now before I fall,"

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Accompaniment: Hayi x Key

Hayi sighs, frustrated, as she climbs up the stairs that would lead to the school’s rooftop for a better signal, cuz dammit her mother was whining that she couldn’t hear her “baby girl’s” amazing voice clearly enough. She slams the rooftop’s door open as she pinches the bridge of her nose and says, “Mother, I told you, I can’t go to your fashion workshop  in Milan since I don’t really have to go with me.” She rolls her eyes and stomps her foot as her mother babbles on and on in her usually bubbly voice. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her mother, but when you were 8 years old and were already making your own lunchboxes since your mother was too busy travelling around the world for her gorgeous designs, put Hayi into the mind set, that although her mother is older than her, Hayi was mentally more mature compared to her mother.

She sighs into the phone as she rubs her temple with her free hand and says in a gentle voice, “Now don’t cry mother.” Hayi sighs once again as she continues, “If I get someone to go with me to your marvellous fashion workshop, would you stop crying?” She shakes her head as her mother immediately stops crying and turns into her usual enthusiastic self. She rolls her eyes and thinks, typical. She nods absently as her mother talks on and on about hotel arrangements and outfit styles to the airport. She leans over the edge of the railing on the rooftop and closes her eyes for a moment and relaxes. She turns around, about to head for the door, when a person caught her eye.