Jinyoung is in shock, but his heart breaks as he watches his friend crumble, and instinctively, he pulls Mark closer to his chest and holds him carefully, as though he is fragile as glass. Mark buries his face against Jinyoung’s chest, taking temporary refuge in the warmth of the younger’s body. He continues to cry, hot tears seeping through the cotton shirt and turning cold as the damp cloth clings onto Jinyoung’s skin, sending shudders done his spine, as if he is experiencing the heat of Mark’s pain and the cold of his despair. He feels the rawness of Mark’s tears, like the pain is still an open wound, and uncontrollably tightens his embrace around him. When Mark finally looks up at Jinyoung, his eyes are swollen and sore.