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“Hyukjae!” It was the first thing Kyuhyun said as soon as he woke up and looked around the white room of the hospital. He looked down at his hand and saw a probe connected to him. He took it away and hissed at the slight pain as he stood up and slid the curtain of the emergency’s small cubicle. “Hyukjae?!” he almost screamed so everyone could hear.

“Sir! Calm down!” The nurse from before ran to him, trying to push Kyuhyun to make him sit again.

Kyuhyun looked at the woman pleadingly. His eyes were so sad and desperate that he couldn’t help himself but feel his voice trembling. He held onto the nurse’s shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Where is he?” he asked, his voice hoarse and low. “Please tell me where he is…”

The nurse gasped softly and looked at Kyuhyun gently, as if already understanding his desperation. “I’ll take you with him,” she smiled gently. “But please let me put the probe on again, sir, you are highly dehydrated and in a state of malnutrition…”

Kyuhyun looked at his arms, already bleeding from how harsh he had been with himself. “Will you let me see him?”

“Of course,” the nurse said, guiding Kyuhyun to the bed again to put on the probe into his arm.

Kyuhyun was anxious and desperate. The thought of having confused Hyukjae with someone else made him go insane but he had to make sure. He couldn’t help but feel the hope building up in his body as the nurse held the small tube with his solution and guided him towards the elevator. “Do you know that man?” the nurse asked as they walked into the elevator.

Kyuhyun looked up, feeling his body trembling already. “Yes,” he simply answered. He wanted to say that Hyukjae was the love of his life and that he was his precious wife, but his voice nor his body cooperated with him.

The nurse sighed alleviated. “Are you sure?”

Kyuhyun didn’t know how to answer to that. “I think.”

His heart started pounding faster and harder against his chest as they reached one of the higher floors and he looked at the small sign in front of them as they stepped out of the elevator.

Psychiatry.

Kyuhyun felt his body shiver as he followed the nurse through the hall and he stopped when the woman did, sighing loudly. “He’s in that room,” she pointed a white door. “Please wait a minute, I’ll call his doctor.”

Kyuhyun didn’t know if he answered or not as he was handed his tube with solutions connected to his body and he saw the nurse going through the hall again, leaving him alone there, facing a white door. Hyukjae could be in the other side.

Kyuhyun didn’t breathe as he placed his hand over the door’s handle and he noticed how his body was trembling and how weak he was as soon as he slid it open.

Although they were in a hospital, the sight was beautiful. Hyukjae as sitting in the secured window, looking back at the outside.

The sun reflected against his pale skin and that’s how Kyuhyun knew he had been sleeping for the whole night. He didn’t even bother to wonder if Siwon had been called or if they would be looking for him right now, worried that he didn’t come back home.

“Hyukjae,” he stepped inside, the other didn’t turn around towards him. “Hyuk,” Kyuhyun called again with trembling voice. He hated it, knowing that Hyukjae was as if he wasn’t there. “Hyukkie…”

Kyuhyun stepped ahead, fixing himself in front of the smaller male and gently placing his fingers under the other’s chin, pulling his head towards him.

It was Hyukjae.

Kyuhyun had no doubt about it.

“Hyuk…,” Kyuhyun couldn’t help but cry softly, caressing the face he had missed so much.

His heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces.

Hyukjae wasn’t looking at him. Hyukjae was looking at the nothingness. It was as if Kyuhyun wasn’t there.

The smaller wasn’t reacting to his touch. “Hyukjae,” he called again, his tears running down his cheeks as he cupped the smaller’s face. “Hyuk, it’s me,” he said, almost desperately. “Kyuhyun, I’m here…”

“He won’t respond to that,” a male’s voice sounded along the room but Kyuhyun didn’t turn around.

It was as if they were giving Kyuhyun some time to break down before he finally turned around to look at the doctor, standing there waiting for him patiently.

“I’m dr. Joon,” the man said, smiling softly. “I’m glad finally someone knows this boy right here.”

Kyuhyun looked back at Hyukjae and then back at the doctor. “What’s going on with him?”

The doctor sighed softly and stepped ahead, taking his small lantern up to check Hyukjae’s pupils. Hyukjae turned his head side slowly, not allowing the other to touch him.

Dr. Joon sighed deeply and placed the lantern in his pocket, turning towards Kyuhyun. “What is your relationship with him?”

Kyuhyun sat down by Hyukjae’s side, looking at the smaller as he gently took his hand, caressing the back of Hyukjae’s with his thumb softly. “He’s my wife…”

There was a soft gasp and Kyuhyun knew it came from the nurse, who was now covering his mouth with teary eyes. The doctor only looked at him with sad eyes, sighing heavily. “So that’s the reason he doesn’t reject your touch,” he finally said, smiling softly, though Kyuhyun could see he was pitying them.

“Why is he like this?” Kyuhyun finally asked, looking how Hyukjae turned his head back again towards the park outside, uninterested of everything happening but still allowing Kyuhyun to hold his hand.

The doctor cleared his throat slightly before talking again. “It’s posttraumatic stress disorder,” he said. “He’s been here for a few months already…”

Kyuhyun looked at Hyukjae and closed his eyes, pulling the smaller’s hand up to press it against his own cheek. “Hyuk…,” he called uselessly. “Hyukjae, I’m sorry…”

“We checked him entirely,” the doctor continued. “His brain is working perfectly well,” he said. “He can talk, he just decides not to… He walks away every time he has the chance. He doesn’t really acknowledge anyone close to him. We suspect there’s no memory loss, but maybe he’s suppressing his own mind.”

Kyuhyun’s hands were trembling as he held onto Hyukjae’s tighter, breathing in and out deeply as he tried to process the information he was given. “How will he get better?”

Dr. Joon turned away, glancing at the nurse who was now looking down, trying to stay silent. The doctor then ce again towards Kyuhyun and sighed deeply. “I truly don’t know,” he admitted. “I have consulted with many psychiatrists around the country but none of them know what really is going on. The images from his brain say there’s no irregular activity, yet, it has been months since he has no progress at all.”

Kyuhyun squeezed Hyukjae’s hand, letting his tears fall silent and freely down his cheeks. “Hyuk…,” he called softly, feeling how his chest was pressed harshly when the smaller didn’t acknowledge his presence. “Hyukjae…”

“We have tried different types of therapy, but none worked,” the doctor informed with a heavy sigh. “Literature doesn’t allow us to go so far.”

Kyuhyun didn’t turn to the doctor and only looked at Hyukjae. He was beautiful, as always.

Kyuhyun smiled. “When can I take him home?”

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“Hyukjae…,” Siwon was crying loudly, hugging Hyukjae as if his life depended on it.

But there was still no response.

Contrary to Kyuhyun, Siwon was explained what was going on before he ever looked at Hyukjae again and when the door was slid open and he saw Kyuhyun holding Hyukjae’s hand, he was already crying.

Kyuhyun closed his eyes, not allowing more tears to fall down his cheeks anymore. He didn’t want to cry. HE had Hyukjae already and he was going to do everything he had in his hands to make him feel better.

“Hyuk…,” Siwon caressed Hyukjae’s cheek softly. “Hyukkie… please…”

There wasn’t any use to beg. Kyuhyun knew because he had tried already.

Half an hour passed, Siwon had to sign as the responsible for both, Hyukjae and Kyuhyun and it only took half an hour more for Heechul and Hangeng to rush into the hospital’s room as well.

Heechul cried, but Hangeng tried to restrain himself. They hugged Hyukjae after everything was explained to them but Hyukjae kept ignoring his surroundings.

Kyuhyun was sure his parents would be worried the entire night.

Hyukjae stood silent as the nurse changed his clothes and gave him a few indications. “He understands what he’s told,” the doctor told them as they waited outside. “He eats by his own and showers if he’s ordered to,” he continued with a sad and weak smile. “That’s the only way you’ll get for him to ever acknowledge your presence.”

Kyuhyun and Siwon looked at each other. Their eyes were red and their hands were still trembling. They sighed deeply, closing their eyes for a few seconds before looking up when the nurse went out, dragging Hyukjae along.

Hyukjae wasn’t rejecting Siwon either and they came back home with Hangeng driving and the three of them in the back seat. Siwon and Kyuhyun by each side of Hyukjae who looked like a beautiful and empty doll.

The short trip was silent and they went out of the car, Kyuhyun holding Hyukjae’s hand softly as he dragged him into the house. He still couldn’t believe he had found Hyukjae. The idea of being with the one he loved the most was so great that he could hardly believe it.

Hyukjae slept as soon as he was on his and Kyuhyun’s bed and he didn’t seem to mind Kyuhyun hugging him from behind, with the smaller’s back pressed against his chest and his hand being held by Siwon in front of him.

“We’ll find someone,” Siwon whispered as he looked at Hyukjae’s features. “A good neuropsychiatrist…”

Kyuhyun opened his eyes, looking at Siwon as he caressed Hyukjae’s abdomen slowly with his fingers. “He’ll come back to normal, right?”

Siwon nodded, holding Hyukjae’s hand firmly. “Yeah…,” he smiled. “He’ll be just as happy and hyperactive as before.”

Kyuhyun smiled, as if already picturing it in his head. “I won’t allow you to touch him from then on.”

Siwon chuckled. “As if Hyuk would allow you to do that.”

“He won’t mind,” Kyuhyun said, feeling the tiredness already claim his body.

The weight they were carrying was so great and it finally went away that their bodies were left but nothing but exhaustion.

It wasn’t late. It was barely afternoon but Hyukjae was sleeping already and Kyuhyun couldn’t move his body anymore from how tired he was. “I’m happy…,” Kyuhyun whispered as he closed his eyes and hid his face against Hyukjae’s nape. “Because he’s here… can you believe it?” he asked. “Can you believe we have him here already?”

Siwon smiled and sighed deeply, humming in agreement. “It’s amazing…,” he said as he also closed his eyes. “He’s finally here…”

Kyuhyun felt the knot in his throat grow and he hugged Hyukjae tighter, as if wanting to melt with the smaller’s body. “I missed him…,” he said. “You really have no idea how happy I am… Siwon, I really am…,” he was crying silently, letting his tears stain Hyukjae’s skin as he held the other almost desperately.

Siwon sighed, opening his eyes to look at Hyukjae and then back at Kyuhyun. “I know,” he simply said.

They got Hyukjae back. They were giving up slowly but they still found him. Their hearts were starting to beat normally again instead of slow and painful beats.

Although Hyukjae was in that state, Siwon and Kyuhyun were sure they would go through it. They were sure they could help Hyukjae.

They found Hyukjae, which was seemingly impossible. They would wait for another miracle to come to their lives.

Just one more.

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A/N: Angsty + mpreg requested fic~