The doorbell rang.
Mark groaned from the couch, half-asleep. "Who's ringing at this hour…"
Jiwoong was busy with laundry on the floor, pretending he didn't hear.
From the bathroom, Kang Chaewon's voice echoed, "Someone open the door!"
No one moved.
Hanbin finally sighed, pushing his laptop aside. "Fine. I'll get it."
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Outside, Han was losing patience.
I think I should just leave. No one's going to open this door. I'll tell Jun I came, nobody answered, and then came back. He won't be angry anymore.
He smiled faintly at his own thought, turned to go—
But then the door opened.
Hanbin : "…You're the one ringing the bell?"
Han turned back, his eyes landing on hanbin. They widened in shock. His brain froze—and he fainted.
Inside the house.
Han slowly regained consciousness. His head felt heavy, and he whispered, "Where am I…?"
When he opened his eyes, realized his head was resting on Hanbin's lap.
Jiwoong was fanning him with a rolled-up poster.
Mark was yawning, clearly annoyed he had been woken up.
And Kang Chaewon stood nearby in a bathrobe, hair still wet from his shower.
Han blinked, looked at all of them—and fainted again, right into Hanbin's arms.
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Mark : "Should we take him to the hospital?"
Kang Chaewon: "Yes, I'll call an ambulance."
Hanbin raised a hand. "He's just in shock. He'll be fine."
Chaewon frowned. "But why isn't he waking up?"
Mark smirked. "Oh? Someone's worried. Funny—when I fell down the stairs, you said, 'You'll be fine in two days.' But for him, suddenly you're soft."
Chaewon: "Shut up."
Hanbin bent closer, his voice gentle. "Han… wake up. Wake up."
Slowly, Han stirred. He opened his eyes, saw them again—and tears rolled down his cheeks. He cried like a child.
Chaewon's anger melted instantly. He crouched beside him. "Han, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Do you need a hospital?"
Han wiped his tears with trembling hands. "I'm okay. It's just… I never thought I'd meet you guys. I love you guys so much. You can't even imagine—you're the reason I'm alive right now."
Chaewon realised on the moment. That how heart broken he is because of him. And Nexon really means to him alot.
The room went silent. Everyone felt the weight of his words—shocked, saddened.
Mark silently handed him tissues.
Jiwoong brought over water.
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Just after 15 minutes later.
Han was eating noodles, surrounded by everyone. He looked calmer now.
Mark asked carefully, "So… why are you here?"
Listening this Han suddenly remembered. He pulled a folded paper from his pocket, stood up, and faced Hyungwon.
Chaewon looked at him curiously.