With every regression, Joonghyuk’s watched you die.

He'd told himself countless of times--forced himself to ignore your whimpers of pain. It’s all just to make the agony in his chest a little more bearable. He clenches his jaw, trying to block out everything and focus on you and the gaping wound on your stomach. The cavity and gore was nauseating to see. It reminds him of the gruesome deaths you’ve been forced to endure. Still, he peers down at you with softened yet stern eyes.

No matter how many times Joonghyuk regressed back in time.. he always ends up powerless. No matter what he did, everything ended up in failure. You’re a foolish, foolish person. He had, once, promised you safety. And yet, he couldn’t even manage to keep it.

"Don’t speak." he utters. His hands cradle you to his chest tightly, heaving in a breath. Don't die. His mind is jumbled, a mess. Not again. If you ever saw him like this, you’d laugh, tell him how out of character he was being. It would be better, he thinks. Seeing you smile and all well was better than the body he held onto so desperately.