"Jisung what's wrong? What happened?" I bent down next to him, looking over his leg since he was holding it.
"I was r-runnin an I tr-trip an-" He got out between sobs, and I picked him up before sitting him back down so he wasn't twisted over his knee. You could tell something was wrong just by looking at it.
"Can you walk?" He shook his head and I picked him up gently. Minho was supposed to have gotten everyone in the car, but I still saw the babies crawling in the grass.
"Minho, the babies." I pointed out, and he ran over to go get them. I placed the crying child into his car seat and buckled him in.
"Something's wrong with Jisung's knee so we're going to the hospital. Is everyone else okay?" They all nodded, some of them looking a little shaken up. I made sure everyone was in the car before getting in myself and starting it.
I pulled out of the park and tried to block out the sounds of Jisung's cries. It hurt me that he was hurt, and I couldn't do anything besides drive.
"Hold on, Sungie. Dad's getting us there."
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"Mr. Bang?" I shot up from the chair in the waiting room and the doctor came over to me.
"Jisung has a dislocated knee cap and we're incapable of putting it back naturally. To replace it we're going to have to operate. I suggest doing it now since we have an opening and the tendons won't be stretched out as much later, but it's up to you." He's only two what the heck is wrong with this world.
"I want to see my brother." Minho piped up, and I sighed.
"Hold on, bud. What would happen if we waited?"
"Then the ligaments and tendons will be so stretched out his knee cap will constantly slip out of place and make walking very difficult. At this stage we can put it back, repair the worst of the tendons and cast him. That way he can't further injure himself." I nodded and grabbed Minho's hand, stopping him from running off.
"I think we should probably do that." The doctor nodded and turned to make a sign towards one of the nurses.
"I'll take you back while we prep." I let go of Minho and pointed towards the other kids, and the seven year old got everyone up and took Seungmin. It probably would have been better to leave them all in the waiting room, but that would have been mean. They really want to see him.
"Will Jisung be okay?" Changbin asked, pushing Hyunjin away from his face since he was too close.
"Yeah, he'll be fine."
We followed the doctor back to the room, and Jisung laying on the bed with dried tears on his face was the first thing I saw. It hurt to see him laying against the white sheets.
"Min hyung!" He called out, and the seven year old ran over and hoisted himself onto the bed.
"Cheer up, Sungie. You'll be better soon." He put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him closer. Felix tried jumping onto the bed with them, but he was too small to get up there.
"I'm scared, hyung." He closed his eyes and buried his face into Minho's chest. The older glared at the doctor across the room, only softening his gaze when the adult turned around.
"Don't worry. It'll be okay."
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Handle My Kids With Care
Fanfiction"Don't touch my kids. I'm afraid they just might break after everything they've been through. Behind those smiles is more struggles than you could ever think of. You have to handle my kids with care."
