Kim Doyoung blinked his eyes softly, he feels heavy. As if his whole body was pressed down by a force so strong and heavy. He strained his eyes to focus, his vision is still hazy and his head throbbing with pain.

He hissed in pain as he tried to move his body, he felt the strong jab of stings from all over his body. Without looking at his body, he knew that it would be full of discolored bruises in black and blue. He would need to hide it again. He sat up on the bed and inhaled sharply. He winced and breathed heavily while trying to forget the pain.

As soon as his vision clears, he noticed that he was at a hospital ward. Judging by the way the room looks, it's a private word. Rather than worrying about his body, he was more worried about his financial situation. "Damn. I don't have enough money to cover the bills"

A soft chuckle echoed inside the room as if teasing him. He stared at the person who was leaning on his bed and suddenly forgot to breathe. "Yedam ah"

Yedam smiled brightly and gently. A smile that he always had back when they were each other's best friends. Doyoung admired that beautiful sight, Yedam's angelic smile against the moonbeam. He did not know that a tear slipped down his cheeks, his heart wrenched with the feelings he had always contained all these years.

If you asked him If he ever regretted, he had. He had regretted not making the move sooner. He had long known that Yedam might be in danger but he was always scared of losing him. He had tried his best to keep the most important person in his life safe, all this time. Even if he had to scheme and experience hell, he would do so. Just for Yedam, just to keep him safe.

"Kim Doyoung" called Yedam in a strict tone, voice slightly shaking as if keeping a lid of his emotions. Regardless, his tone was subtly filled with worry and gentleness. Yedam moved closer to the patient and wiped the tears falling down from his eyes. "I heard everything. Yoonbin told me everything"

Doyoung flinched. He had never wanted him to know the truth. It would hurt him, it would make him blame himself. He doesn't want that. He wanted his Yedam to be happy. Yedam stared at his childhood friend and watched the expression in his face crumbling. He cupped his face and stared directly into his eyes as if trying to read the other's eyes. "You don't decide what makes me safe and happy. Doyoung, it was tiring"

Yedam let the tears escaped his eyes. He let his voice broke off at the pain his heart was feeling. At the frustration. At the helplessness.

Doyoung panicked. He saw the vulnerability and grief in the other's eyes. He immediately raised his hands and wiped his tears, he felt like hell just by moving. He felt as if his muscles have been yanked one by one, it hurts but he needs to comfort Yedam. He needs him to be happy. Yedam sobbed louder as he saw Doyoung trying to comfort him. He should have known, he should have.

"Don't move if you're hurting. Don't" Yedam cried as he buried his face on the other's chest. He sobbed harder, all the suppressed feelings that he had poured out. Doyoung closed his eyes, stopping his tears from spilling. His heart was aching more than his body.

"Yedam ah, I'm sorry. So don't cry, okay. Please, don't cry" Doyoung pleaded. Yedam sniffed as he slowly calmed down. "Young ah, I'm tired already. I'm tired of trying to hate you. I can't. I've tried my best to do so all these years. I, I hated myself for not being able to do so. Every time I think of that night, I always tell myself that you betrayed me but my heart kept on clinging that you did it for a purpose. It kept on telling me that you have done it because of a reason."

Doyoung froze, his black eyes hooded with mixed emotion. There was fear, there was grief, there was longing, and there was happiness. All these years, he had been deceiving himself. He had been telling himself that he was okay as long as Yedam is okay. That he would be fine as long as Yedam is fine.

But the heart that longs is a traitorous one. No matter how much he hypnotized himself, he would and always will long for Yedam. But, would it be alright? He lives a rotten life, did rotten things. He does not deserve him.

Yedam raised his head as he heard silence. He saw the conflict in Doyoung's eyes. Now that he knew everything, somehow he can tell what he was thinking. He moved closer to Doyoung and rested his forehead on the other's forehead. Eyes locked with each other and an assuring smile on his face, "Doyoung ah, did you know that I had always loved you?"

"Wh-wh-what?" Doyoung coughed as he was caught in surprise. He felt his heart beat faster at the sudden confession. Yedam smiled at Doyoung's face that stripped off any form of resistance. "Yedam, you-"

"You don't get to judge what I deserve or not and what makes me happy. I am my own person, Doyoung. I have the right to make my own decision" Yedam stated seriously, he adjusted his position so that he slightly sit closer to the bruised man. "Yah, Kim Doyoung! You've made me a member of the Kings. The Bang Yedam of Kings is spoiled by his hyungs and gets everything that he wanted"

"You deserved to be spoiled" Doyoung breathed, he felt his hand shaking as he snaked around Yedam's waist. He wanted to feel his warmth even if this is but a dream. He closed his eyes and buried himself in the smell of the other. "You deserve to walk on that light. You deserve everything beautiful in the world."

"I do" Yedam smiled softly, feeling the warmth of the breath of the other on his neck. "And I can't think of anyone else that I deserve best that you"

The patient froze and felt the tears coming out of his eyes again, he sobbed softly, "Are you sure that you want me? I'm Raon, you know what he does. I destroy other people's lives with the drugs I make. I kill people indirectly with the poison I make. I don't deserve your love, Dammie. I'm rotten"

"I'm sure that I want you. I know you are Raon. The most amazing chemist and oriental doctor that I know. The only heir of Yoon Chaein's skills. The one who can heal anyone with his acupuncture needles and the person who can create an antidote to any poison. I often told you that you don't understand our world. That you don't belong to this side. "

"That was always the case. I am not a person of light"

"No, you have both worlds. You're more than a genius. You don't need to choose a side, you can be whatever you want to be and I'd always be with you. Always" Yedam raised Doyoung's chin and saw the tears on his eyes. "Young ah, I have always wanted to ask you this. All these years, I have always wanted to ask one thing from you."

Yedam felt a burst of courage, a burst of forgiveness, a burst of emotion that he had never let out. Doyoung was lost in those eyes seems to assure him that everything is alright. Yedam smiled, "Young-ah, be mine."

"Dam-" Before Doyoung could protest, Yedam shut him up with a kiss. Every protest that he has melted in that kiss. As if every wrong he made was forgiven, it was warm and filled with love. When they broke off, Doyoung was blank. He leaned inhaled and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Yedam smiled, "Remember, I always get what I wanted. And, I want you. No one else, just you."

"But-"

"The Loki of Kings does not accept any rebuttals" Yedam chuckled, feeling light. He leaned once again and tasted Doyoung's lips. It was sweeter than chocolates and more addicting than drugs. "So, your answer?"

"I don't really have a choice in this, do I?" Doyoung chuckled lightly. He never thought that his deepest desire would ever be fulfilled. He felt that everything in his body is healing, he can't feel the pain nor the heaviness of his body. He had this sudden outburst of strength so he did what he always dreamt, always fantasized. He pulled Yedam's collar and erased that sarcastic smile that the other always wear. He crashed his lips with Yedam's. His kiss was needy and zealous. When they both breathed for air, Yedam chuckled as he teased, "Did I really force you to agree, Doyoung ah? From the way, you kiss it seems like the other way around"

"I might be addicted. You're worse than a narcotic" Doyoung muttered as he felt the urge to kiss the other again. He inhaled sharply as he tried to suppress his urges.

Yedam laughed and nodded, "That's perfect. I was scheming of ways to make sure you don't think of tricking me again to make me leave. So, a kiss can enslave the great Raon, huh?"

Doyoung stared at Yedam, his Yedam. A playful smile on his face, the bruises on his lips were searing in pain but his mouth taste sweet. "You don't really need to enslave me, I've long been captured. Did you know that you're my only vice and weakness? Always"

Yoonbin entered the room abruptly and saw the scene, Jihoon was behind him with a flushed face. Yoonbin sharply stared at them and said, "Dammie, sorry for interrupting your playtime but Jeongwoo called and said that Haruto is hurt. I need your help"

Doyoung coughed lightly in embarrassment. Yedam shrugged, eyes filled with coldness at the sudden interruption but when he heard that Haruto was in danger, there was panic in his eyes. "Young ah, I'll be right back. Don't dare escape, okay?"

Doyoung smiled and nodded. He received a kiss on his cheeks that he had not expected before he watched Yedam and Yoonbin exited the room. Leaving Jihoon smiling at him, "It's good that your wish was granted"

Doyoung stared at the hacker and smirked, "You also seemed to have been rewarded, hyung. Your head's a mess." Jihoon blushed furiously at the statement. He puffed his cheeks and pouted.

"Anyways, welcome to the large family, Doyoung ah"