* I have a song suggestion in here, since I can't link on this site, you'll need to search it up. I hope you listen to it as you read, I think it really completes the mood

A man stood in front of a wood door, the light behind him buzzing. Stood in front of the door, the man had his hand raised to its white surface, knuckles inches away from it.

Taking his knuckle away from the door, he threw it towards it only to stop short at the high-pitched beep sound that increased in frequency. Looking over his shoulder, the object in front of him clear; Saeyoung having gotten him a new pair of glasses, he saw his heart monitor.

Sighing, he closed his eyes as he focused on his breathing. If his heart rate got too fast, either from nervousness or other, it would alert a nurse and he didn't want to trouble them any more than necessary.

Exhaling a final time, the man pressed his hand to his chest, heart steady.

Turning back to the door, he raised his hand and without hesitating, knocked on it.

He didn't have to wait long for a reply like he had thought as he heard a muffled groan and creak on the rooms mattress.

"Go away" The familiar voice demanded from behind the door.

Hearing the voice, the man smiled, feeling a variety of emotions at just the two words. Holding onto one he felt, determination, he put a hand on the knob and turned it, opening the door slowly.

Just as the man saw the light from the hallway he stood in enter the dark of the room, something flew past his face, hitting the wall before immedietly slumping down to the floor. Nearly being in the face, the man jumped back with a yelp. Quickly glancing at his heart monitor, he looked down at the floor, at what had nearly hit him.

Slumped onto the floor and handled angerly was a crumpled pillow, white cover wrinkled from misuse.

Opening the door, the man picked up the poor pillow before turning to the rest of the room.

"Saeran…?" The man asked from the doorway.

Pushing the door open to let in more light, the man looked around the room, his eyes quickly getting used to the darkness.

Looking ahead, he saw a bed along with a darkened outline on top it.

"Saeran" He repeated "It… it's me, MC…"

After hearing nothing in reply, he sighed and stepped inside, wheeling his monitor beside him to the bed. Standing at its side and staring down at the person lying on top of it, a blanket covering all their body but their hair, shining white in the hallways light, he lightly tapped a shoulder.

Again, getting no response, he grumbled under his breath as he shook the covered mass, this time he got a breathed curse but- it was a response.

After attempting to get the white-headed man under the blankets to acknowledge him and promptly failing, he stood with his hands on his hips.

"Saeran" He stated, "Turn around and talk to me, I don't want to do it- but I will- and you won't like it I will say that" Watching the mass shift, he smiled, only for it to drop as he stopped.

"Fine…" MC muttered as he cracked his fingers "Let's do this the hard way then" Reaching down, MC placed a hand on the mass, halfway down it; it immedietly froze.

Smiling, MC slowly scratched the spot, the mass under his hand quickly reacting with sporadic movements. But as the mass remained blanketed, MC continued to tickle it. Even as heard muffled laughter from under the blanket and spasmodic kicking as the mass tried to pry his hand off it, he continued, only stopping as the mass tore the top of itself off revealing a red faced, white haired man; the man pried his hand off his side and threw the limb back at its owner.

MC as laughed at the sight, Saeran spouted the last remining chuckles inside of himself as he protectively gripped where he was attacked.

Lying back on the bed, Saeran glared the still laughing brunette. "I fucking hate you, you know that?" Saeran griped with a sigh.

Wiping a tear from his eyes, MC placed a hand on his hip and smiled "Only sometimes"

Sighing again, Saeran laid on the bed facing the ceiling "Why are you here?" He asked in an annoyed tone.

Grinning, MC put a hand on his chest and tilted his head "Can't I visit a friend?"

Grumbling, Saeran turned away from the ceiling in favour of the wall his bed was pressed up against.

Saeran's room was laid out much differently than the other rooms, his bed, instead of in the back middle of the room, was pressed against the wall under a blinded window; the dresser counters were by the door. From what MC had heard the reason Saeran's room layout was different to his and every other was because he attempted to barricade himself inside whilst trying to escape through the window. Thankfully they were on the top floor, Jumin predicted this, and Saeran didn't jump outside.

"Saeran?" MC asked, kneeling beside the white-haired man. "I… I wanted to talk to you about… everything, -" Saeran sighed "-not just last week but… those years ago"

After a moment of silence, Saeran turned over onto his side, he looked upset "There is nothing to talk about regarding that… you chose Saeyoung and the RFA over me… I just have to deal with that…" He sounded cold and tired, his voice mimicking his face. He closed his eyes.

MC blinked "What? No… that's not what I wanted to talk about I-"

"About my failures?" Saeran snapped, eyes shooting open, furrowed. "You wanted to talk about how I failed at everything in my miserable life? How I failed at being good enough to keep Saeyoung with me as a child. How I failed at being useful to my Saviour for months. How I failed to see the good side of it when you asked me to 'come with you' and ditch this hell. How I failed to keep you happy at Mint Eye?"

Reaching forward, Saeran grabbed MC's shoulders "I failed to keep you happy there Mel, I failed and that caused you to die, to kill your self! I ran with you in my arms as you bled that first time Mel! I picked the lock the second time just in time to see you blow your brains! Don't you see I failed at everything?!"

"What good is there for me?! What good is there for a failure like me?!" Screaming, Saeran shook MC violently, his nails digging into the brunette's shoulders as red emerged from the wounds.

Staring at MC, Saeran searched the brunette's face for any sign for fear or shock. But to his anger, he saw nothing of it, only calm patience.

"Stop looking at me like that! Be scared, be afraid!" Saeran continued to yell at MC, tossing his victim around his in grasp to no avail; his victim did not respond, only continuing to wait.

"You… you…" Saeran choked on his words. And now when MC thought the snow-haired male would collapse, he bared his teeth and glared at him "You air head! You traitor. You… Idiot Traitor!" Growling at him, Saeran pulled MC onto his bed, disconnecting the male from his heart monitor in the process.

With MC now half on the messy bed, Saeran climbed on top on him, sitting on his stomach as he removed his hands from the brunette's shoulders, deciding to grab at the male's neck.

"Ah-!" MC Choked as Saeran began to tighten his grip on the brunette's throat. "YOU TRAITOR!" He screamed as MC struggled to free his arm from under Saeran's legs. "You left me! You left me alone!"

"You abandoned me when you said you'd never! You lied to me!" Saeran's angered expression turned into a cynical grin as he watched the brunette under me struggle "You're no better than him… You both abandoned me…!"

"I'm strong…! I don't need anyone! I don't need anything! Luciel. The RFA. The Saviour. You… I don't need any of it! I'm strong and you're weak!" Saeran tightened his grip as MC's struggles slowed.

"You're just like him… just like my mother… using me at every chance you get… Now, you'll share their fate… I'll kill you. Here and now I'll kill you so I won't be hurt again!"

Saeran continued to scream at the brunette. Though as his movements stopped and his eyes closed, so did Saeran's, slowly but surely, they came to a stop.

Staring down at the man under him, Saeran laughed in victory and with a crazed grin on his face, he removed his hands from the brunette's neck.

"It…" He breathed "I did it…" He focused his gaze on the lidded eyes of the brunette "I… killed him" He said with pride.

As he continued to star down at who was beneath him, he felt a tinge in his mind as he saw something.

Staring at the brunette, for a moment, he saw not the closed eyes of cold scared face; but a smile, a smile coupled with bright blue eyes as they shined in joy.

"Boss, I got you fruits this time"

[Suggested song 'The Compass - (Ver. Piano)]'

"?!" Snapping around, Saeran turned towards the familiar voice.

Behind him, was now not his darkened room in the hospital, but a bright room filled with tech equipment.

"I didn't ask for fruit, I asked for something sweet. My mind's been rampant lately"

In this new environment Saeran recognized as his large hacking office at Mint Eye, he saw himself' sat in a chair with his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in a black suit.

Across from his suited self, he saw a man with curly hair, though his features were hidden. His hair covered his eyes and an oversized sweater hid any form in his body.

"I… I know but… your check-ins to the weight room have been getting low. It's starting to worry me…"

The brunette stepped towards his other self as he handed the plate off to him.

Slowly, Saeran began to remember this moment, a memory of his time with the brunette during the other mans first run.

"Ugh… If I eat these foods… things… and go to the weight room when I can, will that stop your incessant worrying?"

Handing the tray of food of, the brunette nodded.

As the man tuned to leave, his other self called to him. He was soon facing him one again.

"Hey. Stop calling me 'Boss', it's starting to sound weird…"

The brunette tilted his head.

"Then what should I call you? You've never-"

"-Never told you my real name. I know. But that's not my problem, go find something else to call me"

The taller man chuckled.

"Why is it weird for me to call you Boss? I've done it for months now"

"… I've been… having dreams… dreams of you calling me something other than 'Boss'… things like my real name or… or Lov- Hey! Let go of my hair you air head!"

The brunette didn't listen and continued to tug of white strands of hair.

"Hmm… I've been wanting to call you something else too… how about… Snow! Your hair is the colour of it I've noticed"

His other self dead panned at the other man.

"'Snow' … You know what. Fine. But let anyone know I willingly let you call me that- and your dead! Now, run along my Prince, I'm busy"

"Alright. Talk to you later… Snow…"

As quickly as I appeared. The scene vanished, leaving nothing to show it was there, not even a wisp of wind.

Hearing the brunette's muffled voice again, he looked to the window. Climbing over the man beneath him, he drew the blinds and stared outside.

Instead of the parking lot, it was the garden he loved so much, strung around was construction parts ranging to pieces of trees to tools. It should have been off limits then.

Staring outside, he saw himself with the brunette, they were talking but their distance from meant he couldn't hear them.

Saeran watched as his other self handed a shivering brunette his soft looking magenta coat. Soon after accepting the clothing the two stopped by a bush of lowers; Chrysanthemums.

As his other half carefully picked a flower from its bush, he handed it to the brunette who quickly returned it with a smile.

Blushing, his other self accepted the flower and they continued on a walk.

Not long after, they had been deep in conversation that the brunette did not notice a large piece of wood in front of him.

He tripped and fell, but not before accidentally grabbing his other selves arm and dragging him down with him.

On the ground, they laid on top of each other. Having pulled him down, his other self was incidentally straddling the brunette.

They both laughed it off with flushed faces and soon continued their walk.

Moments later, the garden disappeared as a random car drove by in the parking lot.

As he stared out the window, Saeran felt something on him. His hand going to his face, he felt water, no, he felt… tears.

Slowly, he turned back to the man lying on his bed, eyes closed.

Searan's eyes widened as he stared at him. Quickly, he looked to where the memory of his office played, then he turned to the window before returning his gaze to the brunette. He felt something inside of him snap, change.

Take over.

Diving, Saeran cupped the mans face "Mel!" He screamed as he shook the brunette's head.

"Mel! Wake up!" Shifting, he dragged MC onto the bed completely.

"Please Mel I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I… he…" Saeran(?) choked on his words.

"We didn't mean it!" He cried, falling onto the brunette.

Clutching the brunette's gown Saeran(?) sobbed "We meant nothing! The insults, the words, none of it...!"

Lifting his head from the brunette's tear stained chest he stared at closed eyes "Reset, wake up, anything! PLEASE!"

With no response, he continued…

Ray continued to cry.

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