Baekhyun's mother sat with him on his bed, his hand gently being held in hers. She stroked the back of his palm as she waiting for him to speak.

He didn't.

She sighed and lifted a hand to caress his cheeks. "Honey, won't you talk to me?" she asked.

He still didn't answer.

She sighed. "Baek, I want you to get better so you can come home. Don't you want that?" she asked him softly.

He merely shook his head. His body numb.

"Then what do you want, sweetheart?" she murmured.

At this, Baekhyun quietly whispered, "I want him." Then he drifted off into himself, and whispered in a barely audible voice, "Can I paint you again?"

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End of part twelve.

Anyway, until next time.... 🌸🌸

Love from,
BunnyBaekkiee ❤️