A/N: Hey guys!! Sorry for the wait! I have been busy writing my new story: Revenge Tastes so Sweet that I totally forgot about my other two stories. XD Anyways, thank you all for being patient subscribers!! I really appreciate it! ♥♥ Hope you all enjoy this chapter. I had a fairly hard time trying NOT to cry while writing this. Enjoy! :D

Chapter 11 - Months

June 2012

 “Please doctor! It’s been four days and he still hasn’t woken up! Please help me!” Ms. Kim, Myungsoo’s mother, is clinging to the doctor’s arm as she begged for help. The doctor was getting tired of her constant begging and sighed in frustration. “Ms. Kim…please give him some time. He has been injured badly. I’m sure he will wake up soon. Just give him time.” The older woman was getting fed up of getting told the same things and scoffed. “You keep telling me that everyday but he hasn’t woken up. You’re supposed to help save lives dammit!”

What the two weren’t aware of is the shifting body on the hospital bed. Myungsoo was slowly waking up from the yelling and shifted from side to side. As he slowly opened his eyes, he saw two blurry figures arguing. His vision began to clear and he saw his mother yelling at a doctor. Umma? Her expression was furious and the way she was pushing the doctor also showed her anger. The doctor looked terrified and wanted nothing more than to leave the room.

Myungsoo opened his mouth to speak but nothing left his mouth. His throat was too dry to speak. He swallowed the lump deep in his throat and opened his mouth to speak again. “U-umma?” The two figures turned their head towards Myungsoo in surprise and saw a sleepy Myungsoo. Ms. Kim gasped and a smile appeared on her face. She ran to her son and held his head close to her chest. Myungsoo patted her arm to comfort her and she smiled within the embrace. He missed being hugged by her.

Ms. Kim let go of his head and smiled at her son. "I'm glad you're okay." Tears fell down her face and Myungsoo was surprised. He has never seen her cry ever since dad's funeral. One of his hands reached out and wiped the tears away from her face. Ms. Kim was surprised by the soft touch but held her son's hand close to her face. She wanted to feel that her son's alive. She wanted reassurance he will stay alive.

Myungsoo smiled at her and said, "Sorry mom...I'm sure I disappointed you." She nodded and said, "Son it's okay...it's not your fault. I'm just glad to know you are okay." He smiled at the realization his mom did care for him. Myungsoo always thought she stopped caring, especially after hanging with Dongwoo. He was wrong; she still loved him. As the two embraced each other, the doctor coughed to get their attention. The two turned towards the doctor and he had a smile on his face. “You have a visitor.” Myungsoo turned towards the door to see Hoya and was surprised. Hoya? What is he doing here?

Hoya walked towards Myungsoo with a boutique of flowers and bowed towards his mom in respect. “Good day. You must be Ms. Kim.” He took Ms. Kim’s hand and kissed it in respect. This made Ms. Kim blush and she said, “Aigoo hitting on a 40 year old woman?! Myungsoo, your friend is making me so flustered!” Myungsoo and Hoya laughed at Ms. Kim’s reaction. “Pardon me Ms. Kim. May I be alone with Myungsoo for a bit?” Ms. Kim nodded and stood up. She turned back to Myungsoo and kissed his head. “I am going to go get food. Would you like anything?” Myungsoo nodded and said, “Get yourself food and rest. You look like you haven’t slept in days.” She nodded once again and left the room.

The room got quiet once it was just Hoya and Myungsoo. The silence was becoming painful and both boys couldn’t take it anymore. Hoya opened his mouth to speak until Myungsoo beat him to it. “Where’s Dongwoo?” Hoya was surprised by the question and started to think back to that day…that damn day. Tears started to flood his eyes as memories flooded his brain. He sighed to calm his broken heart and said softly, “He’s dead...I shot him.” Myungsoo’s eyes widened and his skin paled. “What?”

Hoya bit his lip and nodded slowly. “I followed one of s to where they ambushed you and saw him standing above you…with a gun. I knew I had to do something. I knew…if I didn’t do anything…you and Sungyeol would die. So I grabbed my gun and shot him. “

Myungsoo stared at the masculine boy in front of him and saw him shed tears for the first time. Hoya covered his eyes as tears fell from them and his mouth released soft sobs. Dongwoo…I loved you so much but…I had to. It was the right thing to do. I’m so sorry… Myungsoo felt his heart hurt at the sight and reached his hand out towards Hoya’s. His hand intertwined with Hoya’s and Hoya looked up in surprise. As he stared at Myungsoo, a smile of comfort crept up his face and Hoya stopped crying. He wiped the tears off his face and cleared his throat. “So…can we stay friends despite nearly getting you killed?” Myungsoo nodded. “Of course we’re still friends.”

Hoya smiled. “So…did you hear about Sungyeol?”

Myungsoo’s face started to fill with curiosity. “How is he? Is he okay?”

Hoya sighed in sadness and hung his head low. “I guess you didn’t hear.”

Myungsoo started to get really curious as to what Hoya meant. The tone in his voice was starting to scare him. “What do you mean? What happened?! Is he okay?!”

“He’s in a coma.”

A few minutes later...

As the doctor opened the door to Sungyeol's room, Myungsoo started to see Sungyeol lying in his bed with an oxygen mask over his mouth. Myungsoo rolled his wheelchair into the room and noticed Ms. Lee sitting in a chair near Sungyeol. He also saw his younger brother with his head against Ms.Lee's shoulder. He smiled softly at the image and slowly moved towards Ms. Lee. He tapped her knee and she raised her head in surprise. Her eyes slowly opened and caught sight of Myungsoo sitting in front of her. She gasped in happiness and said in a soft voice, "Myungsoo you're okay! I'm so glad you're okay." A hand cupped his cheek in comfort and Myungsoo smiled at Ms. Lee's soft touch. Tears started to fill his eyes and he said, "I'm so sorry I got Sungyeol injured. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry." Ms. Lee pressed a finger to his lips to quiet him down. "It's not your fault Myungsoo. Stop saying that. I am proud of you. You protected Sungyeol. I couldn't ask for anything more." The tears started flowing faster down Myungsoo's face and Ms. Lee rubbed his cheek to wipe tears away.

Myungsoo started to calm down and wiped the remaining tears on his face. He swallowed the growing lump in his throat and whispered, “May I be alone with Sungyeol for awhile?” Ms. Lee nodded with a smile on her face. “Yes you may. Daeyeol and I will leave the room immediately.” She rose off her chair slowly and taped a sleeping Daeyeol awake. He groaned for being woken up and trudged out of the room with her. Myungsoo couldn’t help but laugh at how similar Daeyeol was to Sungyeol.

He turned back to Sungyeol and took in the image in front of him. Sungyeol had both arms and legs with casts and most of his body was covered in bandages. An oxygen mask covered his beautiful face with his breath fogging it. Myungsoo could see his chest slowly move up and down and was glad. It was reassurance he was alive. Sungyeol’s bangs were moved away from his face and he had a huge bandage on his forehead. Smaller bandages decorated his face; hiding the hideous cuts he got. Myungsoo couldn’t help but feel guilty for causing pain to Sungyeol.  I should be the one with the comma. You should be the one awake and breathing. You should be the one to live a happy life. Why couldn’t I get the comma?! Why did it have to be you?!

Tears fell down Myungsoo’s face again and he leaned his head against Sungyeol’s arm. After a few minutes, he began to calm down and wiped the tears and snot away from his face. Myungsoo put his hand on Sungyeol's hand and winced at how cold it was. A thumb ran across the pale hand and Myungsoo looked up; hoping for a reaction. Sadly enough, Sungyeol's body stayed still. Myungsoo sighed in disappointment and whispered to the sleeping body, "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to get you hurt. I wish I could turn back time. I could’ve stopped this. I wish I never got you caught into my . I'm so sorry Sungyeol...I hope you forgive me. But please wake up. I need to see you smile, I need to see your huge eyes, and I need to see that you're awake so...so I could tell you I love you. I love you Sungyeol! Please wake up!" Myungsoo gripped Sungyeol's hand tightly and began shaking it; trying to wake the tall boy up. Sungyeol wouldn't move, just laid still and kept sleeping. Myungsoo felt a tear roll down his face and rested his forehead against the cold hand. "Please wake up!"

Still no response and Myungsoo sighed in disappointment one last time. With the strength Myungsoo had, he lifted himself off his wheelchair and got himself onto Sungyeol's bed. He awkwardly laid next to Sungyeol and rested his head on the boy's shoulder. Despite being uncomfortable, he wanted to be close to Sungyeol. He wanted to feel his body against his. (Not in a sensual way either) Myungsoo wanted to be near the one he loved. I promise to wait ‘til you wake up. I promise to always be here for you. I will visit you every day and wait. So please…wake up soon. I want to see you smiling again. He could feel Sungyeol's heartbeat near his ear and began to fall asleep to the steady beat. As he slowly closed his eyes, he intertwined his hand with Sungyeol's and buried his head deep into his chest.

July 2012

Myungsoo laid next to Sungyeol and stared at his sleeping face. His hand intertwined with Sungyeol’s and his head rested against his chest. The rise and fall made Myungsoo sleepy but he stayed awake. He wanted to be awake when Sungyeol finally wakes up. Soon the same dreaded door opened and a nurse came in. He was growing tired of the same routine and slowly rose off of Sungyeol. “Mr. Kim, I’m sorry but visiting hours are-“ “Ending, I know. I’m leaving.”

August 1, 2012

As Myungsoo opened the door to Sungyeol’s room, he saw the same nurse pass by him again. She rolled at her eyes when she saw him entering. “Why do you always come here? He’s not gonna wake up anytime soon. Why do you bother?” Anger started to build in his heart and he said with a stern tone, “You wanna know why I wait here every single ing day? Because I love him; that’s why.” He turned away from her and slammed the door in her face.

August 27, 2012

Sungyeol’s hospital room was decorated with different colored balloons and covered in confetti. Myungsoo sat near his hospital bed with a party hat on and a birthday cake in his hand. 22 candles decorated the cake and were all lit. The small flames danced as Myungsoo’s breath slowly blew against it.

Myungsoo held onto Sungyeol's hand and rubbed his thumb against it. He started to speak to the sleeping Sungyeol. "Happy 22^nd birthday." Myungsoo held out the chocolate cake he made for Sungyeol and blew the candles for him. The smoke from the candles floated and disappeared in the air. A tear fell down his eyes as he stared at Sungyeol. "Please wake up. I can't take it anymore. I can't wait anymore. I have to see you." There was no response and Myungsoo started to cry harder at the thought of Sungyeol never waking up. Tears started to land on the cake; seeping into the icing. Myungsoo opened his eyes to the sleeping Sungyeol and said, “Why?! Why won’t you wake up?! God dammit I love you! Please just wake up!” Even though he was yelling, Sungyeol wouldn’t wake up. It felt as if god was mocking him. Making him drown in his sorrow for his consequences. God was cruel. Why couldn’t he understand my love for Sungyeol?! Why can’t he just understand my reason for living is Sungyeol?!

As Myungsoo kept mentally yelling to god, a certain body started to shift. Sungyeol opened his eyes slowly to a crying Myungsoo with a cake in his hand. He couldn’t understand why Myungsoo was crying, let alone have a cake in his hand, and tried to speak. No words would leave his mouth but he needed to speak. He needed to stop Myungsoo from crying. He hated watching his best friend cry. As he opened his mouth to speak again, one word left his mouth, “Myungsoo?”

A/N: Cliff hanger!!! Thanks again for your patience! :D Please leave your awesome comments and subscribe! ♥♥ *throwing hearts* Love you all!

Sungyeol: My body is ready!!!!

Simply adorable!!

Sungyeol: Jagiya Inspirits want my body!

Myungsoo: I don't blame them.

I love this GIF....except for the end where I can never figure out if Myungsoo is getting a or he is getting banged...someone help me out here.

OH MY GOD!!! I am not a HUGE fan of Yeoljong but...this was so adorable beyond belief....Where was Myungsoo when this happened?!

Sungjong: HYUNG WE WON!

Sungyeol: *smiles* WE WON! (Myungsoo you are dead for not being my first hug.)

Even Yeoljong have more moments than Myungyeol...WHAT THE ?!

Myungyeol...please have more moments.

Hoya: Yah! Why are you lacking Myungyeol moments?!

Myungsoo: Don't blame me! Blame Sungyeol!

Anyways....LOVE YOU ALL! ♥♥♥