hands shake violently as he stands , terrified , outside the building . kyuhyun supposes it’s too late to be afraid now , the TRUST he’s placed in taesong large enough that he’s allowed the other man to take him to america . the words hit his ears , voice sounding like HONEY , as the younger feels his surface fear evaporate . twitching fingers reaching to curl around the other’s hand , like it was something to ground him . ‘ i … ’ he does this often around the leader , begins sentences he doesn’t know how to finish . legs are weak as kyuhyun takes his first steps into HELL , like a baby deer learning to walk , but he stares upwards at his … saviour , ‘ i’m not afraid … i trust you . ’