Breathe : Oneshot
Title: Breathe.
Rated: T
Type : Oneshot
Pairing : Yesung + Kangin
Warning: UNBETA-ED, F-words & Co.
Summary : It's deep into the night, and he can't breathe.
Kangin was sprawled on the bed, on his stomach, left arm dangling off the bed's edge, snoring lightly on the queen size bed.
The sound of someone coughing, wheezing and gasping for air woke Kangin from his slumber. His dark brown eyes snapped open and he automatically turned to his side, his sleepy eyes staring thoughtfully at the form lying beside him. He waited to see if the unsettling sounds had came from the man beside him.
Another strangled cough echoed trough the room and Kangin quickly rose from his position, sitting up on the bed. "Jongwoon-ah!"
No reply. Just another cough, followed by wheezing sound filling the air.
Yesung was lying on his side, facing the wall with his back facing Kangin. He could clearly see that the older man's body was trembling in an odd fashion. His brows knotted in an anxious frown. "Jongwoon?"He called out again, suddenly feeling nervous.
Placing a hand on Yesung's arm, he gently turned the man to his side, so Yesung would be facing him.
What he saw when Yesung was turned to his side was unpleasant. Yesung was pale, really really pale. His face glistened with sweat and his colorless lips gasped for air that wouldn't come through. What the hell? Only one thing came into his mind when he tried to make out a logical reason to what's currently happening to Yesung.
"Jongwoon! I-Is it... your asthma?"Kangin knew that as a child, Yesung had asthma. But like a lot of other kids who suffered asthma in their childhood, he grew out of it. He never had any problems with it since. Well, maybe except for that one time, years ago when they were still trainees. That incident almost damned gave everyone a heart attack. But since that one incident, Yesung had been asthma free.
Acting purely on instinct, he pulled Yesung closer to him."Breathe with me, Jongwoon-ah, slow and steady breaths just like me." He easily managed to pull Yesung up into a propped up position against the bed's headboard, knowing that he'd breathe easier sitting up.
"Where's your puffer thing?" The specific word to use is somewhere in his head, but he just couldn't pick out the exact word.
"In... inha...ler." Yesung managed to wheeze out to correct him.
"Yeah, that. Where is it?" He's about ready to sprint out off their shared bed to turn the room upside down, in the quest for the little blue plastic bugger.
Yesung sluggishly stretched his arm out pointing to the side of his bed. He wanted to say something, but his chest was so tight and he was too busy trying to pull air into his starving lungs.
Wasting no time, Kangin moved to look for the inhaler. He tried the bed stand drawer first, but Yesung waved a hand lethargically, indicating that it's not there. Kangin shot him a puzzled look. Where the hell is it then? His head instinctively scanned the surrounding area and his eyes caught the sight of a blue plastic object on the floor.
"Here! Jongwoonie! Here you go! Here you go!" Kangin guided the inhaler to Yesung's mouth, assisting the other man's clumsy weak fingers to push down on the inhaler, releasing the medicine into his struggling lungs. Yesung lets his head fall back against the headboard and held his breath, eyes closed, allowing what little medicine he received to flow deeply into his lungs.
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...
Kangin watched Yesung intently, waiting and hoping for the medicine to take effect. "Better?" he questioned anxiously while his hand rubs comforting circles in between Yesung's shoulder blades, trying to soothe him. But Yesung didn't reply. He couldn't. His breaths wheezy and his chest still making congested sounds.
Yesung coughed as he tried to inhale the much needed air and clear his throat at the same time, but he ended up choking and coughing even more, making the wheezing sound more pronounced than before. Another wave of panic washed over Kangin when he realized that Yesung was still working hard to breathe. "Take another puff!" Kangin once again placed the inhaler in front of Yesung's lips, eyes pleading for him to take another puff of the inhaler. But this time Yesung turned his face away from the inhaler.
"What the fuck Jongwoon!" His voice was suddenly on the rise. Worry had long turned into silent panic, but now the panic slowly building into frustration and fear. "Take another damned shot of your inhaler! What's wrong with you?" He tried to keep his voice down, but he failed. He's just so damned scared that Yesung would stop breathing altogether.
"F...fi...nished..."
"What? No!" He looked wide eyed at the inhaler in his hand, as if expecting for some kind of answer from it. He shook the inhaler vigorously , trying to find out if there's any content left at all. "Damn it!" He hissed. What do I do now! What do I do now! Stay calm! I need to stay calm!
He took a deep stuttering breath, trying to calm himself down and get his panic at a manageable level. Knowing full well that his panicking will only lead Yesung to panic as well, making it more difficult for him to breathe.
"Okay.It's okay... you're okay Jongwoon-ah!" Kangin said calmly, trying to convince Yesung that everything is under control.
The truth is, he doesn't know if things are really under control. Yesung was still wheezing and gasping for air, and Kangin is just scared shitless that things might get any worse.
"I think you need a hospital" Best damned idea he had all night. But before he could move to look for his cellphone, a small hand tugged at him, stopping him in his track. "S-stay.." The wheezy voice requested.
"But Jongwoon-ah..." Kangin wanted to decline flat out on the request, but he couldn't do it. Not when Yesung's eyes all glazed up, pleading and vulnerable. When Yesung had told him to stay, there's so much more to it than that.
"G-give it... some...time...if it doens't-" Yesung struggled with every word said and Kangin cuts him off so Yesung can save his breath.
"Okay. Okay, okay..." He lowered himself next to Yesung once again, pulling the smaller man into his arms gently, careful not to restrict Yesung's breathing any further.
Ten minutes at most. That's it. If Yesung isn't getting any better, he's definitely calling the ambulance. But in the mean time, he's determined to stay close and help Yesung through it.
"Jongwoon-ah, C'mon! Look at me...You need to calm down and breathe." His voice was firm but soft, willing the other man to breathe. He continue to murmur soft reassurances as his hand slid up the slender sweat-slicked back, caressing gently and encouraging him that everything is alright.
Yesung complied, he glanced up at Kangin, and felt himself calmed somewhat. The voice was soft and soothing, coaxing him to calm down, to breathe. His heavy chest slowly felt lighter, he was finally able to take in bigger breaths , just enough to settle his oxygen deprived lungs.
Kangin took notice on Yesung's improvement. His breathing still wheezy, but not as noisy and disturbing as it had been moments ago, he could feel Yesung's body slowly calming down and he took comfort in that. "That's it Jongwoonie, that's it..." He cooed quietly in Yesung's ear. "Just breathe. You're okay now."
Seeing that Yesung had quieten somewhat, Kangin decided to poke at the subject. "Does this happen often?" His voice remained in a soft demeanor, and there's the unmistakable worry in it.
Yesung nodded slightly as a reply. "Nothing bad like this one though." He admitted, seeing no point in hiding the truth. "I usually got it under control, doesn't even effect me and my daily activities." He lets out a single cough at the end of his sentence.
Kangin frowned at the information he received, feeling guilty that he hadn't even notice what was going with Yesung all these while.
"The doctor thinks it's the weather, it triggered my asthma."
Kangin nodded in understanding, the weather had been quite a bitch for the past months. This year's summer was definitely one of the worst he had experienced. The heat, the extreme humidity, it's all bad, no wonder it had triggered the asthma.
Global warming. Definitely gotta stop it.
"I'm sorry Jongwoon-ah. I didn't even know, didn't even notice that you've been having these episodes." He realized that they hadn't spent time alone together for months. He had always been busy with this and that. Busy with everything and everybody else except for his Jongwoon.
"It's okay..." Yesung answered, his voice just above whisper,sounding defeated.
"No. It's not okay Jongwoon-ah! I...I... could have lost you." He pulled back slightly to look at Yesung's handsome face, grateful to see that his face had regained some color, his lips no longer pale. "I can't, and I don't want to lose you..." He gazed deep into Yesung's eyes, baring the sincerity of his heart. Before he knew it, his lips were gently touching on Yesung's.
Yesung gasped lightly when their lips came in contact. A part of him wanted to pull away, but electricity sparked between them the moment their lips touched, he couldn't resist it, he returned the kiss, enjoying the sensation lingering on his lips. He missed it. He missed being with Kangin so much. He missed the sense of security and comfort he always felt when they were together. Now that everything that he had been longing for was there right in front of him, he couldn't just let it go.
Just when Kangin was about to deepen the kiss, the image of Yesung uncharacteristically winded and gasping for air danced across his mind. Jongwoon needs to breathe! What am I doing stealing more breaths from him! With that thought in mind, he gently pulled away, reluctantly breaking the kiss. Leaving Yesung weak and breathless once more.
When their lips parted from each other, Kangin studied Yesung's features, those eyes held so much love, pain, hope, lust and fear for him. He wanted so much to press his lips against those pretty lips but he's too scared to risk it. Not after what had happened not too long ago.
"Sorry, I should have waited at least until when you're better." He flashed Yesung a big smile, brushing the older man's cheek with his thumb.
"It's...okay...I'm better now... thanks to you." He blushed at his own words, enjoying Kangin's thumb stroking at his cheek. The bigger man then pulled him closer into a hug.
The two of them gathered in the middle of their bed, Kangin's arms wrapped around Yesung's body protectively and Yesung had his head rested against Kangin's chest, feeling comfortable and content, but undeniably tired after the ordeal he faced earlier. His eyes were slowly drooping against his will. He wanted to enjoy it longer, not knowing if a moment like this will ever come again. The steady comfort of Kangin's heartbeat lulled him to sleep and he could no longer fight the sleep that came to claim him.
A big smile tugged on his face as he watched Yesung stubbornly fought the battle with sleep and lost. My Jongwoonie is always so stubborn. He chuckled lightly. At that moment he realized that he hadn't been truly happy in such a long time. And tonight, despite what happened, he felt truly happy and complete, and he knew who to thank for that. Jongwoon-ah... I love you..good night..." He whispered, determined to stay awake to watch over the sleeping man.
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*Gulp* My fail attempt at things like these. But I needed to start somewhere right?I was writing my other story when this came into mind.
nana_desiree was hoping that I could finish this oneshot before I go off to Singapore today. So I hope it's not too painful to read. I was planning to post my other fic by this week, but I'm not even half done with it and I'm not sure if I'll have internet connection while I'm in Singapore. Wheee Singapore! Here I come! 6 Hours flight oh noes!
Cheers and Stay Safe darlings! <3
Rated: T
Type : Oneshot
Pairing : Yesung + Kangin
Warning: UNBETA-ED, F-words & Co.
Summary : It's deep into the night, and he can't breathe.
Kangin was sprawled on the bed, on his stomach, left arm dangling off the bed's edge, snoring lightly on the queen size bed.
The sound of someone coughing, wheezing and gasping for air woke Kangin from his slumber. His dark brown eyes snapped open and he automatically turned to his side, his sleepy eyes staring thoughtfully at the form lying beside him. He waited to see if the unsettling sounds had came from the man beside him.
Another strangled cough echoed trough the room and Kangin quickly rose from his position, sitting up on the bed. "Jongwoon-ah!"
No reply. Just another cough, followed by wheezing sound filling the air.
Yesung was lying on his side, facing the wall with his back facing Kangin. He could clearly see that the older man's body was trembling in an odd fashion. His brows knotted in an anxious frown. "Jongwoon?"He called out again, suddenly feeling nervous.
Placing a hand on Yesung's arm, he gently turned the man to his side, so Yesung would be facing him.
What he saw when Yesung was turned to his side was unpleasant. Yesung was pale, really really pale. His face glistened with sweat and his colorless lips gasped for air that wouldn't come through. What the hell? Only one thing came into his mind when he tried to make out a logical reason to what's currently happening to Yesung.
"Jongwoon! I-Is it... your asthma?"Kangin knew that as a child, Yesung had asthma. But like a lot of other kids who suffered asthma in their childhood, he grew out of it. He never had any problems with it since. Well, maybe except for that one time, years ago when they were still trainees. That incident almost damned gave everyone a heart attack. But since that one incident, Yesung had been asthma free.
Acting purely on instinct, he pulled Yesung closer to him."Breathe with me, Jongwoon-ah, slow and steady breaths just like me." He easily managed to pull Yesung up into a propped up position against the bed's headboard, knowing that he'd breathe easier sitting up.
"Where's your puffer thing?" The specific word to use is somewhere in his head, but he just couldn't pick out the exact word.
"In... inha...ler." Yesung managed to wheeze out to correct him.
"Yeah, that. Where is it?" He's about ready to sprint out off their shared bed to turn the room upside down, in the quest for the little blue plastic bugger.
Yesung sluggishly stretched his arm out pointing to the side of his bed. He wanted to say something, but his chest was so tight and he was too busy trying to pull air into his starving lungs.
Wasting no time, Kangin moved to look for the inhaler. He tried the bed stand drawer first, but Yesung waved a hand lethargically, indicating that it's not there. Kangin shot him a puzzled look. Where the hell is it then? His head instinctively scanned the surrounding area and his eyes caught the sight of a blue plastic object on the floor.
"Here! Jongwoonie! Here you go! Here you go!" Kangin guided the inhaler to Yesung's mouth, assisting the other man's clumsy weak fingers to push down on the inhaler, releasing the medicine into his struggling lungs. Yesung lets his head fall back against the headboard and held his breath, eyes closed, allowing what little medicine he received to flow deeply into his lungs.
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...
Kangin watched Yesung intently, waiting and hoping for the medicine to take effect. "Better?" he questioned anxiously while his hand rubs comforting circles in between Yesung's shoulder blades, trying to soothe him. But Yesung didn't reply. He couldn't. His breaths wheezy and his chest still making congested sounds.
Yesung coughed as he tried to inhale the much needed air and clear his throat at the same time, but he ended up choking and coughing even more, making the wheezing sound more pronounced than before. Another wave of panic washed over Kangin when he realized that Yesung was still working hard to breathe. "Take another puff!" Kangin once again placed the inhaler in front of Yesung's lips, eyes pleading for him to take another puff of the inhaler. But this time Yesung turned his face away from the inhaler.
"What the fuck Jongwoon!" His voice was suddenly on the rise. Worry had long turned into silent panic, but now the panic slowly building into frustration and fear. "Take another damned shot of your inhaler! What's wrong with you?" He tried to keep his voice down, but he failed. He's just so damned scared that Yesung would stop breathing altogether.
"F...fi...nished..."
"What? No!" He looked wide eyed at the inhaler in his hand, as if expecting for some kind of answer from it. He shook the inhaler vigorously , trying to find out if there's any content left at all. "Damn it!" He hissed. What do I do now! What do I do now! Stay calm! I need to stay calm!
He took a deep stuttering breath, trying to calm himself down and get his panic at a manageable level. Knowing full well that his panicking will only lead Yesung to panic as well, making it more difficult for him to breathe.
"Okay.It's okay... you're okay Jongwoon-ah!" Kangin said calmly, trying to convince Yesung that everything is under control.
The truth is, he doesn't know if things are really under control. Yesung was still wheezing and gasping for air, and Kangin is just scared shitless that things might get any worse.
"I think you need a hospital" Best damned idea he had all night. But before he could move to look for his cellphone, a small hand tugged at him, stopping him in his track. "S-stay.." The wheezy voice requested.
"But Jongwoon-ah..." Kangin wanted to decline flat out on the request, but he couldn't do it. Not when Yesung's eyes all glazed up, pleading and vulnerable. When Yesung had told him to stay, there's so much more to it than that.
"G-give it... some...time...if it doens't-" Yesung struggled with every word said and Kangin cuts him off so Yesung can save his breath.
"Okay. Okay, okay..." He lowered himself next to Yesung once again, pulling the smaller man into his arms gently, careful not to restrict Yesung's breathing any further.
Ten minutes at most. That's it. If Yesung isn't getting any better, he's definitely calling the ambulance. But in the mean time, he's determined to stay close and help Yesung through it.
"Jongwoon-ah, C'mon! Look at me...You need to calm down and breathe." His voice was firm but soft, willing the other man to breathe. He continue to murmur soft reassurances as his hand slid up the slender sweat-slicked back, caressing gently and encouraging him that everything is alright.
Yesung complied, he glanced up at Kangin, and felt himself calmed somewhat. The voice was soft and soothing, coaxing him to calm down, to breathe. His heavy chest slowly felt lighter, he was finally able to take in bigger breaths , just enough to settle his oxygen deprived lungs.
Kangin took notice on Yesung's improvement. His breathing still wheezy, but not as noisy and disturbing as it had been moments ago, he could feel Yesung's body slowly calming down and he took comfort in that. "That's it Jongwoonie, that's it..." He cooed quietly in Yesung's ear. "Just breathe. You're okay now."
Seeing that Yesung had quieten somewhat, Kangin decided to poke at the subject. "Does this happen often?" His voice remained in a soft demeanor, and there's the unmistakable worry in it.
Yesung nodded slightly as a reply. "Nothing bad like this one though." He admitted, seeing no point in hiding the truth. "I usually got it under control, doesn't even effect me and my daily activities." He lets out a single cough at the end of his sentence.
Kangin frowned at the information he received, feeling guilty that he hadn't even notice what was going with Yesung all these while.
"The doctor thinks it's the weather, it triggered my asthma."
Kangin nodded in understanding, the weather had been quite a bitch for the past months. This year's summer was definitely one of the worst he had experienced. The heat, the extreme humidity, it's all bad, no wonder it had triggered the asthma.
Global warming. Definitely gotta stop it.
"I'm sorry Jongwoon-ah. I didn't even know, didn't even notice that you've been having these episodes." He realized that they hadn't spent time alone together for months. He had always been busy with this and that. Busy with everything and everybody else except for his Jongwoon.
"It's okay..." Yesung answered, his voice just above whisper,sounding defeated.
"No. It's not okay Jongwoon-ah! I...I... could have lost you." He pulled back slightly to look at Yesung's handsome face, grateful to see that his face had regained some color, his lips no longer pale. "I can't, and I don't want to lose you..." He gazed deep into Yesung's eyes, baring the sincerity of his heart. Before he knew it, his lips were gently touching on Yesung's.
Yesung gasped lightly when their lips came in contact. A part of him wanted to pull away, but electricity sparked between them the moment their lips touched, he couldn't resist it, he returned the kiss, enjoying the sensation lingering on his lips. He missed it. He missed being with Kangin so much. He missed the sense of security and comfort he always felt when they were together. Now that everything that he had been longing for was there right in front of him, he couldn't just let it go.
Just when Kangin was about to deepen the kiss, the image of Yesung uncharacteristically winded and gasping for air danced across his mind. Jongwoon needs to breathe! What am I doing stealing more breaths from him! With that thought in mind, he gently pulled away, reluctantly breaking the kiss. Leaving Yesung weak and breathless once more.
When their lips parted from each other, Kangin studied Yesung's features, those eyes held so much love, pain, hope, lust and fear for him. He wanted so much to press his lips against those pretty lips but he's too scared to risk it. Not after what had happened not too long ago.
"Sorry, I should have waited at least until when you're better." He flashed Yesung a big smile, brushing the older man's cheek with his thumb.
"It's...okay...I'm better now... thanks to you." He blushed at his own words, enjoying Kangin's thumb stroking at his cheek. The bigger man then pulled him closer into a hug.
The two of them gathered in the middle of their bed, Kangin's arms wrapped around Yesung's body protectively and Yesung had his head rested against Kangin's chest, feeling comfortable and content, but undeniably tired after the ordeal he faced earlier. His eyes were slowly drooping against his will. He wanted to enjoy it longer, not knowing if a moment like this will ever come again. The steady comfort of Kangin's heartbeat lulled him to sleep and he could no longer fight the sleep that came to claim him.
A big smile tugged on his face as he watched Yesung stubbornly fought the battle with sleep and lost. My Jongwoonie is always so stubborn. He chuckled lightly. At that moment he realized that he hadn't been truly happy in such a long time. And tonight, despite what happened, he felt truly happy and complete, and he knew who to thank for that. Jongwoon-ah... I love you..good night..." He whispered, determined to stay awake to watch over the sleeping man.
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*Gulp* My fail attempt at things like these. But I needed to start somewhere right?I was writing my other story when this came into mind.
nana_desiree was hoping that I could finish this oneshot before I go off to Singapore today. So I hope it's not too painful to read. I was planning to post my other fic by this week, but I'm not even half done with it and I'm not sure if I'll have internet connection while I'm in Singapore. Wheee Singapore! Here I come! 6 Hours flight oh noes!
Cheers and Stay Safe darlings! <3