HANEUL stared up at Taeyang through hazy eyes. His mind was too foggy to catch most of what the other was saying. All he knew was that Taeyang was here now. And that meant the ache inside him would finally ease. Just having him close, breathing in his scent, already made him feel better than he had since this whole nightmare started.
Taeyang watched as a small, sweet smile spread across Haneul's face. Even though it was weak, Haneul's hand tightened around his. At that moment, all Taeyang wanted to do was pull him close and hold him. But he held back. He knew the doctor would step in if he tried anything more than what he was there for. And Haneul's mother was watching too. So he pushed down everything he wanted to do. Every urge, every instinct. He locked it away and focused on what he was supposed to do.
