A Cliché Family Fortythree   It's terrible when it happens. One minute he's looking through essays to grade, the next he's on his phone on the way to the hospital. He thinks of nothing as he drives, only that he has to get there as fast as possible. The voice he spoke to earlier was so professional it almost hurt. There's no way this is going to be alright. Kibum doesn't know anything yet neither do the boys but Jinki can't say anything to anyone. The only thing he has to do is to get there as fast as possible. He runs inside the hospital when the car is parked and Jinki isn't even sure he parked somewhere he was allowed to park.

The ER is busy as usual, people are hurting, somebody is crying - and there in the bed in the farthest corner lies the man Jinki has called dad all his life. He's surrounded by doctors and nurses and when someone spots Jinki, they draw a curtain to prevent him from looking. It's like time slows down to nothing and Jinki wants to scream and shout and cry but he does nothing.

"Mr. Lee Jinki?" someone asks and Jinki turns around to face another nurse with a sad smile. "You can't stay here, follow me."

He feels lifeless and wrong when he finds his mother in the waiting area. She's been crying, her eyes red and her nose running and she runs to him and embraces him. Jinki feels cold. He can't even embrace his own mother. No ones say a word. He doesn't know how long it takes but it feels like hours when the nurse finally returns with a sad smile. Jinki knows just then that he didn't make it.

"I'm terribly sorry, but mr. Lee Donghwan didn't make it. My condolences."

She bends her head and looks apologetic to the floor. Beside him his mother bursts into another set of tears, clinging onto her son.

Heart attack. They said it had been a heart attack and he was too weak when he arrived. There was simply no way to save him.

It's not like Jinki hasn't seen dying people before, he has. He was 18 years old when his grandmother died and he remembers her death. But there is nothing that compares to the emptiness it is to look at the pale, silent face of his father and know that he will never wake up, will never open his eyes and smile at Jinki and ask him why he's here, worrying because there are so many better things to do. His mother is silent. She's hurting.

It isn't until Jinki realizes that his phone is ringing for the third time that he finally talks to his husband. Kibum is worried sick because he hasn't picked up his phone and 'it's been hours'. He goes away to a silent area and tells Kibum he's at the hospital. This doesn't lessen Kibum's worries in the least. Jinki tells him what has happened and 48 minutes later, he's pulled close into a warm embrace by the other man.

Kibum is crying, whispering sweet words of comfort but Jink