A/N: Someone asked me when will this part takes screen time on this story:

And I'm really glad she asked about it. I thought you guys thought that this part happened already in this story. But NOT YET. The rated parts will be soon posted but please do not put high hopes and expectations towards it. It's just that I never saw myself writing this kind of thing.

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"Oh. . ." Kyungsoo muttered as soon as they entered the lounge. They were greeted by Luhan who looked like spacing in the mid-air.

"Luhan hyung, are you okay?" Asked Jongdae putting his hand on Luhan's forehead to check his body temperature. "You look pale."

"I'm fine," soon enough, Luhan's stare landed on Sehun. "W-what happened to him?"

"It's not that big. We already cured it," grinned Kyungsoo then he patted Jongin's shoulders. "Hey, you've been silent since we left the hospital."

Instead of getting an answer from Jongin, he left the four boys. Not so long, Jongdae and Kyungsoo followed him, leaving Luhan and Sehun alone in the lounge. Sehun sat on the couch while Luhan remained on where he is standing.

"Your silence is creeping me out. Is there any problem?" Asked Sehun, still caressing the burned part of his face with his finger.

"Do I look like problematic?" Luhan sighed. Still commemorating if what he said to Baekhyun earlier is the right thing to do.

"Kind of," deadpanned Sehun as he laid his body on the long couch.

"Sehun, may I ask you something?"

"Shoot it."

"What if someone's hiding something from you? What will you feel?" Luhan joined Sehun on the couch. He was slightly taken aback when Sehun rested his head on his lap and then his hear beat started racing.

"It depends on how much I trust that person," Sehun opened his eyes and looked intently to Luhan. "I never thought that you have a sparkly pair of orbs. It's beautiful."

Luhan blushed. "T-thank you," he can't withstand Sehun's gaze so he averted his eyes on the window. "You said it depends on how much you trust that person right? What if Chanyeol is hiding something from you?"

"It is right to be mad as a reflex, right?" Luhan nodded. "But I'll try to digest and understand his explanations. He's my brother after all. He knows what's the best for the both of us."

"You're a grown up boy, really," Luhan unbelievably said. He thought Sehun will say he will loath his brother but heck, he trusts his brother so damn much.

"I'm not. Second paramount consideration is that: it depends on how much it will affect me. I mean, it depends on what level of pain it will cause me."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I don't understand what I said too," both of them chuckled. It's like Luhan's hand has its own mind and he just found himself caressing Sehun's soft and silky black hair.

"It's making me want to sleep, Luhan hyung."

"Then you go sleep, Sehun," Luhan liked this. Him being this close to Sehun is what he wanted not minding that the guy resting on his lap is in love with someone who's in love with his brother.

"I'd love to but I have to drink a pain killer by lunch," Sehun shifted his position. "Why did you asked about that thing?"

"Nothing," he tried to sound casual. "I'm just testing your maturity level," he chuckled at his alibi. He sucks at making alibi and so at lying.

"Then how matured I am, Luhan hyung?" Sehun pacified the older one. He finds his position so relaxing. Luhan is a very warm person and Sehun can feel his warmth because Luhan is just wearing a short.

"Matured enough to handle situations," before closing his eyes, a tear fell from it and it touched Sehun's cheeks. "Oh, a tear fell from my sparkly eye."

"And it touched my burned skin," they chuckled and silence engulfed the atmosphere. After that, they unconsciously fell asleep.

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"Hi?" Jongin nodded, opening the door of their room and Kyungsoo followed his track. "Why do I feel like foreign to our room?" He chuckled.

"Sorry, hyung. I just feel so bad with what happened to my best friend a while ago," he sighed a heavy one. "It's my first time seeing Sehun mad. We're both happy-go-lucky type of people who never take things seriously. I felt like I didn't know him that time."

As much as Kyungsoo wanted to knock Jongin's head, he knows it won't lift up the heavy feeling he has inside. "Jongin, you're making things complicated. Sehun is not mad at you. Heㅡwe're just in panic mode a while ago."

"I almost burned him," Kyungsoo lets out a chuckle. "Why do you find it funny?" Complained Jongin who looked like someone who's about to cry a river.

"The way you said you almost burned him feels like you almost killed him. Gosh, it's not that a big incident," he tried to stop himself from laughing. "Come here. I'll give you a hug," Jongin is hesitant so that Kyungsoo raise a brow. "I rarely offer penguin hugs. Might as well take this opportunity before I take back my words," Jongin is quick to carry himself inside Kyungsoo's arms. He rested his head on his shoulders as the older one soothes his broad back with his palm.

"Know what?"

"Hmm?"

"You look so cute when you're sulking," Kyungsoo's face suddenly turned red. Jongin tried to look at him but he just tightened the hug. He doesn't want Jongin to see his heated face.

"Does that mean you're attracted to me?"

"Nah," but whom does Kyungsoo is joking? He knows to himself that he's suddenly falling for the guy hugging him so tight. "Doesn't mean I find you cute, I like you."

"You'll fall for me to the soonest, Kyungsoo hyung," Jongin proudly remarked.

"Try me, Kim Jongin."

"Soon, but not this time. Let me enjoy this warm hug before you come back to your usual self," he groaned when Kyungsoo pinched his ear. "Thank you for making me feel good, hyung."

"It's not that big though. You're just so ugly when you're sad."

Jongin hissed. "If I know, you're crushing on me and you find me irresistibly cute when I'm sad. I look like a sad bear who needs a penguin to make me feel the warmth of his body temperature."

"You sound like a pervert maniac."

"Hey, I'm a chicken maniac not a pervert maniac," by the sudden mention of chicken, Jongin's stomach made a noise. "Uh, oh, someone's mad."

"Let me take you to the kitchen and feed you a chicken," Kyungsoo broke the hug but Jongin didn't followed him. "What?"

"Nothing. Let's go?"

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It's already darkening when Baekhyun opened his eyes. He suddenly felt cold when the air brushed his skin. He's not aware that he fell asleep in the shore and he is too wet because of the sea water embracing his body.

"Ughh. . ." He groaned, feeling his head turning around as he tried to help himself on carrying his own body, but he failed.

"Hey, you okay?" A stranger caught him before he completely fell on the sand. "You're burning hot. Where do you stay?" Baekhyun just instructed the stranger their way to the pent house. Not minding that the one holding him might be a rapist or what. "Is there where you're staying?" Baekhyun nodded, feeling his eyelids heavily.

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"Hi? Do you perhaps know this guy?" The stranger asked the person who happened to be Jongdae.

"Y-yes! Holy, Baekhyun!" Jongdae instructed the stranger to bring Baekhyun on the couch but they just found a sleeping Luhan and Sehun on it. "Uhm can you still carry him upstairs? Our rooms were located upstairs. I can't carry Baekhyun since he's heavy for me."

"It's fine. Would you mind if I carry him in a bridal style? I mean is there someone going to be mad for it?" Jongdae shook his head before continuing walking to where Baekhyun and Sehun's room is located. "I better be going," the stranger said after laying Baekhyun comfortably on his bed.

"Uhh, wait. What's your name?"

The stranger flickered his eyebrow. "Why do you ask, mister?"

"I just wanted to thank you," Jongdae smiled. "I'm Jongdae, by the way."

"It's nice meeting you, Jongdae," the stranger accepted his hand and shook it. "I'm Minseok, I think your friend has a fever. I found him almost losing his balance in the shore. His body temperature is high."

"How did you know?" Jongdae felt like he touched a hot pot when his hand reached Baekhyun's forehead. He has a very high fever!

"I am a doctor who happened to be living nearby," Minseok took his wallet out and showed Jongdae his name plate. "I'm Dr. Kim Minseok."

"Wow, thank you for helping my friend then. Would you mind if I invite you for a dinner?" Minseok shook his head. "Then I'll see you here by nine, I guess?"

"Okay. Dinner by nine."

"I'm going to introduce you with my friends. They have their own worlds now," pMinseok nodded. He told Jongdae to change Baekhyun's clothes and cook a soup for him in which Jongdae grinned because he remembered Sehun prepared a soup for Baekhyun a while ago.

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"How are you feeling now?" Jongdae asked while helping Baekhyun on changing his clothes, he already finished feeding him the soup Sehun prepared earlier.

"Feeling better now but still I feel my head revolving around," he rested his head on the head board once again. "Where are the others?"

"Luhan and Sehun are both sleeping on the couch at the lounge. As for Jongin and Kyungsoo, they might be resting on their room," Baekhyun's heart ached by the sudden mention of Sehun's name and Jongdae noticed how his expression changed. "Something's wrong?"

"Nothing," he roamed his eyes around to check where did he put his phone. "Do you perhaps saw my cellphone?" Jongdae handed him his phone which happened to be kept on his pockets. "Thanks."

"Baekhyun. . ." Jongdae sighed. "What's the real score between you and Sehun?"

"Why are you asking?"

"Sehun is a friend, and so you are. I'm not that naïve to be clueless about the tension between you two," he paused. "Or maybe just on Sehun's side."

"I'm sorry," Baekhyun ducks his head down. "He confessed to me and I don't know how to react about it."

"It's okay," Baekhyun's tears started flowing down his almond eyes when Jongdae reached him for a soothing hug.

"I can't reciprocate his feelings for me. I only see him as my younger brother."

"You don't have to force yourself on liking or loving him back, Baekhyun," Jongdae felt bad for Sehun. "If you don't see him the way he sees you, then tell him. Don't leave him clueless and hoping that he has a chance on you."

"But I don't want to hurt him."

"Don't you think you're not yet hurting him with your secret?" Jongdae wanted to ask Baekhyun this question but he knows he's not in the position to ask. "If you'll just let him love you deeper and you don't even have any plans on catching him, you'll still hurt him. Might as well hurt him now and let someone fix him," Jongdae's talking about Luhan. "It's either you'll hurt him now and let that someone help him on moving on or prolong his agony and hurt him a big time."

"How many times do I have to hear this thing?" Baekhyun chuckled but there's a hint of sadness on his voice. He received this advice for already third time this day. It's like the destiny is telling him to do the math before it goes too late.

"What are you talking about?" Baekhyun shakes his head. "Oh, but still it's your decision, Baekhyun."

"I know," they are both glued on their positions when they heard little sobs coming from the door of the room.

Sehun is there, standing with his tears endlessly flowing out from his eyes. And Luhan happened to be there, too. Supporting Sehun by patting his back. Sehun is looking straightly on Baekhyun, pain and sadness are the only evidence seen on his eyes.

Sehun heard everything with his own ears.