~~Two Days Later…~~

A slight murmur woke Yi-an from his slumber. He squinted his eyes from the bright lighting, feeling dazed as his head swirled with confusion. Cautiously, the idol glanced around the room and grimaced at the dull, persistent ache on his stiff wrist. Casting his gaze down his arm, Yi-an froze, noticing the IV line on his left arm.

"Fuck...!"

Yi-an groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut again. Why did nothing ever go his way? He had been determined to let everything go, but it seemed that the universe was against him. However, as he laid there fuming at his misfortune, a sudden image flashed across his mind. Bolting up from his bed, Yi-an shakily placed a hand on his forehead as the moment continued to replay in his mind over and over again. Had Min saved him...? Yi-an scoffed at the thought. There was no way... It was probably a hallucination that his brain had conjured up as a last ditch effort to console himself of the uncertain death that awaited him.

With a heavy sigh, Yi-an rolled his head to his right when a pair of dark, obsidian eyes stared back at him.

“...Min hyung…?”

“How are you feeling?”

His heart sank as he noticed the long, faint scar running down the man’s eye. Dammit, it was Jake Yoon. He should have known better than to think it was Min. Feeling an unusual warmth on his hand, Yi-an quickly snatched it away from the heir’s grasp, coldly glaring at the unamused man. This was so uncomfortable. Why did this man take his hand like they were so close? A sudden flare of anger washed over him. Yi-an tightly gripped his sheets and slid his resentful gaze at "Jake."

“...Did you save me?”

“Sorry?”

“No, I guess I should be asking how instead. How did you show up at my place at that exact time?”

“Are you trying to argue with me about saving you…?” Min asked, his voice hardening as he narrowed his gaze at Yi-an. 

“Then, what? Did you think I’d be grateful?! You don't even know me, much less about the life I've lived so far! So what gives you the right to stop me from ending it all?!”

“You... How can you say that to me right now? Do you seriously think that killing yourself will solve anything?!”

The persistent throb in Yi-an's chest grew in intensity as Jake's words rang throughout the room. Of course, it wouldn't solve everything... But at least death would free him from the prying gaze of the public and the mounting pressure to keep up a facade he could no longer hold on to. Was it so wrong of him to want to break free?

Suddenly, the idol felt himself being pulled into "Jake's" sturdy arms as the heir clung onto him tightly. Yi-an sat frozen in place, trying his best to understand the situation he was currently in. Recovering from his shock, the singer tried to pry away from Jake but failed as the businessman refused to let him go. Frustrated, Yi-an was about to yell out for help when his eyes widened in shock.

"Don't leave me, Yi-an...."

Yi-an felt his heart suddenly tremble with hope. He knew there was no way this man could be Min, but why did Jake seem so hurt and betrayed by his words? Was it possible…? Or was he just desperate to believe that his man was Min?

“You… Spit it out.” Yi-an peeled away from the executive director and studied his face intently,

“Just who are you?”