18. A Long Night...1

No one of a high breed would have even wanted to be in that outdated bathhouse for just a millisecond.

Even his own parents would not allow him to stay at a place like this if they were aware of it. 

They may not have much right now, but it hasn't always been like this. His parents always tried their best to give them the best that they could afford.

He himself only took this room because he wanted to save money and because the location was closer and a lot more convenient. 

He hardly even uses that horrible bathroom. 

He looks at the previously domineering guy who is now looking at him with his puppy eyes and seems to want to convey something to him.

'So cute.' Doyun's thought was drifting off, so he didn't hear it when Byeongho answered his question. His eyes were just on his "cute" face and his moving lips.

"Hm? What did you say?" Doyun asked him to repeat his answer.

Byeongho felt too weak and cold, so his voice sounded a bit hoarse and shaky as he repeated his answer, "I said don't call any ambulance." He pulled the duvet over his head right after.

Doyun removed the duvet from his head and placed his hand under Byeongho's neck and chin. 

Maybe because his body was hot, the older guy's body was quite colder than he would deem normal.

"Are you sure?" He quietly asked while his hand was kind of caressing Byeongho's ear.

The warmth from him felt good, so Byeongho nodded to his question and closed his eyes, as he was enjoying it.

Doyun looked at his long eyelashes and smooth face. Maybe because the guy is feeling could, but he can now see how cute and docile his facial features are.

Doyun's hand subconsciously trailed to the guy's lifeless, pale lips, and his eyes kept lingering on them too. He was curious to know if they would come back to life and have their pinky color again after a kiss. 

"Is it okay if we sleep together? Like we did earlier?" He asked but got no answer.

Thinking that his visitor might be feeling too tired to answer him or be asleep, he gently and slowly moved Byeongho back to where he was sleeping earlier, by the wall.

He put his pillow a little higher before he laid down. He turned Byeongho to his side to face him before he pulled Byeongho to him.

Byeongho's face was facing his chest, as his head was now on Doyun's left arm.

Doyun was in only his boxer. His body still felt hot, but for the sake of the older guy, he covered them up with a duvet.

He covered them up to Byeongho's shoulders. As for him, both of his arms were not in the cover, as Byeongho's lied on one hand while his free hand continued to comb and massage through Byeongho's hair.

Doyun shifted closer and used his right hand to hold Byeongho closer to him before the sweet scent from the guy lulled him to sleep.

***

Doyun woke up in the middle of the night and saw that he still had the visitor in his embrace. He gently removed his arm and hand and quietly got off the bed. 

He sat on the mat he had laid on the floor earlier with his back leaning on the bed as he stared at the blank wall in front of him.

He was quite disturbed, as his sleep had not been that good. The problems of the previous day found a way to invade his thoughts and torment him in his dreams.

Yesterday, he received some of the best news in his life and also some of the worst. He was ecstatic when he received the knee news. 

He couldn't wait to tell his mom and rub it in Hyewon's face to make her jealous, but then there came the bad news from the hospital.

What was he going to do now? He has two days left to report for the Knet live audition. 

But how can he go when his mother is at the hospital, fighting for her life? And so far, none of his plans to secure some funds have been successful. 

What are he and his family going to do? 

"Hmm." He sighed and looked up at the room's ceiling, lost in thought.

"Are you unable to sleep? Is it your headaches again?"

Doyun turned to Byeongho, who was on the bed, and immediately he heard the first question. He wasn't in the mood to talk about his issues with a stranger, so he lied.

"Hm. How long have you been awake?" He asks Byeongho.

"Just now." Byeongho replied.

Doyun got off the floor and went to lie down on the bed, but not that close to the older guy, and he did not use the duvet. "Are you still feeling cold? Or is it bearable now?" 

"Still cold." Byeongho managed to say.

"Come here then." Doyun said as he removed the duvet from Byeongho and shifted forward as Byeongho also pulled closer to him. 

Doyun's head was higher as he strategically placed his pillow high, so Byeongho's head was on his arms once again.

"Are you hypothermic?" Doyun asked, looking at the older guy, who seemed to be enjoying his hot body temperature.

"Mhm. How did you know?" Byeongho nodded.

"Because I'm the opposite of you? And you were chattering your teeth earlier, when I think the weather isn't too cold to that extent." Doyun said, and they both smiled.

"I thought you said your body becomes hot when you do not eat for a long time? You never said you suffered from hyperthermia?" Byeongho asked.

"Not eating is what triggered today's episode, but yeah, that's me. My body generates more heat than normal, as opposed to yours."

"But at least yours is better. It's easier to cool down." Byeongho mumbled.

"Are you jealous of my ailment? Wow, I never thought someone would envy my suffering."

"I'm not jealous!" Byeongho raised his head and hit Doyun's chest in protest.