"J-joohyuk, what happened with you"
Chanyeol ran to Joohyuk who was sitting in front of his apartment door. He rubbed Joohyuk's head which was covered in blood, "H-Hospital"
Chanyeol moved to take out his smartphone from the bag he was wearing but Joohyuk stopped him. He held Chanyeol's hand and looked at Chanyeol with his watery eyes. His face was bleeding as the blood from his temples dripped down.
Joohyuk desperately pulled Chanyeol closer and burst into his arms. He closed his eyes.
In Chanyeol's arms, all his problems seemed to disappear, even the pain could not be felt. Everything disappeared and there was only the desire to continue to embrace the tall and slender body of the person he loved.
"You will lost a lot of blood, we have to-
Joohyuk tightened his hug on Chanyeol. He didn't even let any distance between himself and Chanyeol. he hugged him tightly,
"Don't move.."
"Joohyuk-
"Why, how come my life never goes the way I want it to?"
"Everything I want always stays away from reality.. everything I dream of is always shattered by reality. I just want to be happy, I just want to do whatever I want."
Chanyeol was silent. He returned the hug Joohyuk. He rubbed Joohyuk's back with a calming intent.
"This hurts, Chanyeol hyung..."
Chanyeol nodded. To be honest, he was confused about how to respond to Joohyuk. Because Joohyuk and Chanyeol both know that Chanyeol is one of the things Joohyuk wants but can't come true.
"I just want to be happy-
"You can be happy, Hyuk.. Don't look for it, you have to feel it-
"I can not!! I'm happy whenever I'm in front of the camera but abeoji won't let me!! I'm happy with umma but umma refuses to meet me!!" Joohyuk shouted loudly. The whole corridor echoed his voice.
"I can't feel anything, hyung..."
Chanyeol tightened his hug. His eyes are glassy. Joohyuk's voice sounded so desperate. His breath was ragged and heavy. Chanyeol feels sorry for him, he sympathizes with the man in his arms.
"Please make it all stop, hyung..."
Chanyeol frowned. Joohyuk gripped Chanyeol's upper arm, pleading..
"Please let me be by your side tonight, hyung.. only tonight"
Chanyeol's eyes quivered, his eyes flashed but then he nodded in agreement. "Come on, I'll help you up," he said softly.
Joohyuk managed to get Chanyeol's attention back. He took Chanyeol's hand and stood up. Slightly leaning against Chanyeol's body and Chanyeol brought Joohyuk into his apartment.
The apartment that Kris gave him. The apartment that has always been a place for Kris to come home to. The apartment that Joohyuk shouldn't have entered, that night...
Chanyeol broke his promise to Kris again.
And Joohyuk closed his eyes and smiled faintly. So thin that only one corner of his lips twitched up.
Chanyeol still cares about him.
There is still a chance for him to get Chanyeol.
The more excited he was, he was determined to make Chanyeol his own.
The louder his heart shouted that,
Whatever happens, Chanyeol will be his.
"And in the end, it all came true"
Chanyeol turned to look at Joohyuk questioningly, because they were having dinner at a restaurant at the top of Namsan Tower. He looked at Joohyuk confused but his husband just laughed.
He looked down at the wine in his party glass and then spun it around. "It's okay, babe," he answered Chanyeol's question.
Chanyeol nodded then continued his meal. She stared out the window, eight weeks pregnant. She was grateful that during her first eight weeks of pregnancy she did not experience any morning sickness. He can eat all he wants, and his body is very strong and fit.
"I don't want to check the baby's gender later. I want the baby to be born as a surprise."
Joohyuk nodded in understanding. He grabbed Chanyeol's hand which was on the table.
"Em, do you want to give him a name?"
"Fetus name?"
Chanyeol nodded, but Joohyuk shook his head. "You just gave him a name.. you were pregnant with him and made it difficult for him" he said.
"I do have her, but she doesn't make it difficult for me," Chanyeol said and rubbed his stomach. He then chuckled.
"I hope he will look like me"
"Of course he will look like you, you're his mother," Joohyuk said with an amused smile. Chanyeol looked out the window again,
"May I ask you something, Hyuk-ah?"
"Hmm? Why, dear?"
"Why on my cellphone, there are no contacts for umma, appa, noona or my friends?"
Chanyeol took out his cell phone and placed it on the table. "There's only your number, and Jisoo-ssi's number"
"Your cellphone was stolen, so automatically all the data is lost"
Chanyeol nodded in understanding. "Hyuk, I miss umma. Can I visit him?"
"I'm busy, if I have free time we visit them-
"I can come alone or ask appa to pick me up"
"They are busy with their restaurant. It's better not to bother," Joohyuk said firmly.
"Besides what will they think, the child comes home but the daughter-in-law doesn't come home, they may have bad thoughts"
Chanyeol shook his head, "Umma isn't that kind of person-
"Later. If my project is finished, we will go there. I promise"
Chanyeol looked at Joohyuk's eyes who looked at him firmly. Instantly he felt small and nodded.
"Okay," he said in a low voice and took a sip of his cold water.
"Is there anything else you want to eat, honey?"
Chanyeol nodded enthusiastically. "Steak and spaghetti," he said with a genuine smile. Joohyuk smiled understandingly and ruffled his sweet wife's hair excitedly.
When Joohyuk called the waiter and chatted with the waiter, Chanyeol closed his eyes with silent lips but his heart spoke,
"Whoever you are, thank you for loving me so much that I don't feel the slightest pain right now..."
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"Haah!!"
Kris is tired. He has been eating irregularly for two months. His stomach seemed to be churning until he felt so nauseous and his head felt dizzy. He becomes sensitive to smell.
He plopped down on the long hospital couch. Oh, it's been more than two months and one day that Sehun is being treated there. His lungs still haven't improved.
"Humph! Ugh-" Kris ran to the toilet and bent over the sink. "Hoek!!" he again vomited clear liquid.
Sehun who again witnessed it was crying. He saw his father getting thinner, thinner, his eye bags thick and so black, his hair was a mess because his father often pulled his own hair.
"Hoeekk!!"
"Hiks... PAPAAAA~ HUWAAAAAAAAA!!! Papa WHY? Hiks ... PAPAAAAAAA!!"
Kris couldn't calm Sehun down because his nausea was so pressing. It was as if the entire contents of his stomach rose up and overflowed. He clutched his stomach. Unlucky. It really hurts.
The sound of Sehun's crying can still be heard. Kyuhyun and Tao were not there.
Kris' aching head hurts even more when he hears Sehun's voice crying and screaming impatiently for him.
He stepped out of the bathroom, in three steps his legs seemed to lose strength and he fell on the floor.
Sehun was shocked to see his father fall in front of him. He cried even more, "PAPAA!! HIKS.. NO!! DON'T LEAVE HUNNIE!! HELP...."
Sehun tried to pull the IV tube, but it hurt so much, he didn't dare. And his breath hitched again. He glanced over the table to find the alarm button there, he pressed it.
"Hiks.. Papa hang on-hiks, papa don't die- hiks, papa... Hiks, papaaaaa..."
Kris is still awake. He was just so weak he couldn't answer his son's screams or even get up to sit down and smile to tell Sehun that he was fine.
He closed his eyes, his hands clenched into fists. His stomach hurt so bad, his body went limp, his head felt so heavy.
"Shit! Shit! Joohyuk you're asshole" he whispered softly. His heart was cursing the seven-letter name, blaming him for the pain he was feeling right now.
Sehun's door opened. Sehun screamed and pointed at his father.
"DOCTOR!! SAVE PAPA!! Hiks, Papa CANNOT DIE!!"
Kyuhyun who arrived by running immediately hugged Sehun when several male nurses took the cot and lifted Kris up on him.
Kris lay on top of him. His eyes were still wide open which he had not lost consciousness from the start. But because his heart and brain were cursing Joohyuk, his face was expressionless.
"PAAAAAAAAAA!! HIKS!! IMPOSSIBLE!! KYUHYUN Uncle- hiks, PAPA DIED AND HIS EYES OPEN- HMPPH!!"
Kyuhyun covered Sehun's mouth and told the doctor and nurse to go and take Kris' bed out of Sehun's treatment room.
Sehun cries. His hands gripped his heart, now Kyuhyun was panicking. He pressed the help button again and another team of doctors came to check on Sehun who was again short of breath.
"Papa... Hiks, papa..."
"Calm down Shixun, your papa is fine-
"He died with his eyes open- hiks, papa... Hiks- my poor papa... Hiks- hunnie wants to come with papa-hiks, take hunnie hiks...."
The doctor injects sedatives and sleeping pills until Sehun's breathing slowly becomes regular and he closes his eyes. Fall unconscious.
The doctor who treated Sehun was now massaging his temples. He looked at Kyuhyun who was also massaging his temples.
"Sorry my nephew is too melancholic and hyperbolic. I realized he was overreacting and dramatic.. Sorry, doctor..."