I love You, baby
I Love YouYifan’s steps became urgent. His shoes’ prints gradually became far apart on the wet pavement. The rain fell onto him, wetting his work clothes.
Its clinging on Yifan’s lean body uncomfortably. But he paid no attention on his current state. All he could think about right now is Joonmyeon,
Joonmyeon and Joonmyeon.
Just a few moments before he still in his room, in his office; signing the urgently-need paperworks that stacked like a mountain by Kyungsoo
(his owlisheye secretary), who stood by his side, collected the papers that Yifan had signed over. Yifan was nearly explodes (because of the
papers, not the nagging from the very diva secretary of his; telling him about how Yifan should just let him go to lunch with his awaiting
boyfriend, Jongin) when suddenly his cellphone ringed on his desk. He glanced over the phone and picked it up (“Hurry Yifan! I need to
lunch with Jongin” “Shut up, Kyungsoo!” “Don’t shout at my Soo!” “You too, Jongin! What you even do in my office?!”
“Waiting for Kyungsoo, of course! What else??” Yifan rolled his eyes)
“Hello?”
“Hello. Is this Mr. Wu Yifan?”, Yifan’s eyebrows crooked. Kyungsoo looked over to Yifan, wondered.
“Yes. Who is this?”, Yifan put down his pen and placed his hand onto his desk.
“This is Seoul University Hospital. Do you know; by any chance, someone named by Kim Joonmyeon?”
Yifan straightened up. Kyungsoo stepped over to Yifan’s side, worried.
“Y-yes. I’m his husband.” Yifan’s heart beating so loud in his chest that he can’t really heard what the person on the other side
was saying.
“Okay. So can you please come over here right now, immediately? I’m sorry to say this but just before your
husband was involved in an accident and was sent to our hospital-”
The phone fell on the desk.
Yifan stopped breathing. His mind went blank. He can’t hear anything at the moment. Not even Kyungsoo, who called for his name
over and over; asking what’s wrong or are you okay?
Hospital.
Joonmyeon.
Accident.
Accident
He gasped.
JOONMYEON!
Yifan ran out of the office.
“YIFAN!” Kyungsoo shouted. But Yifan was long gone, swept by his own feet.
“What is going on??”, he looked over Jongin who shrugged. He pick up Yifan’s phone and placed it at his ear, “Hello?”
“Uh..hello? Mr. Wu?” Kyungsoo glanced confusedly at his boyfriend, who stood besides him.
“Umm..he can’t answer the phone right now. I’m sorry, but what’s this all about?”, Kyungsoo asked.
“Oh. I called from Seoul University Hospital to inform him about his husband, Kim Joonmyeon who got involved
in an accident just before and was sent to our hospital”.
Kyungsoo gasped, eyes widened.
“W-what?”
The phone fell for the second time; but this time on the floor.
“Baby?” Jongin asked worriedly. He catched Kyungsoo by his waist right on time when Kyungsoo fell.
“Kyungsoo!”
“J-jongin..”
Kyungsoo’s voice wavered. He looked up to Jongin, eyes filled with tears. Jongin gasped.
“Kyungsoo! What’s wrong?!”, Jongin hugged Kyungsoo, rubbed his back to calm him down. Kyungsoo pushed Jongin a bit, faced
him. Kyungsoo sobbed.
“J-joonmyeon h-hyung..got into a-accident”
Kyungsoo cried. Jongin’s eyes widened.
“WHAT??!”
That’s the reason why Yifan ran like a mad man in the rain.
The reason why Yifan left all of his important documents unattended back in his office; ignored all the following sequences if he
don’t send it by the time.
The reason why Yifan can’t think nothing but Joonmyeon.
Yifan arrives at the hospital; all wet and tired. He feels like collapsing on the floor and just rest. No, not yet, Yifan shakes his head.
He takes a breath and runs to the ER counter. There is a nurse; writing something on the patient’s board, back facing him and he blurts
out.
“Where is my husband?”
The nurse turns around, confused. She glances around her counter, looking everywhere if the guy actually talks with other person.
But no one’s there but her. She turns to him, smiling awkwardly.
“Yes? May I help you?”
“I said, where is my husband?”
The nurse dumbfounded. Huh? She tries asking again.
“I’m sorry, but who-”
“WHERE IS MY HUSBAND, DAMN IT!!”
Kris’ shout resonates within the confined space. The nurse gasps, shocked at his sudden outburst.
She stutters, “I-I, wh-at-t is-”
“Y-Yifan?”
A soft voice called out. Yifan grows rigid but then quickly he turns toward the voice.
There he saw his husband; sitting on the bed, legs stretched over, looking over him. His face paler than usual, even though he
always pale. Yifan rushes to Joonmyeon’s side. He scans his Joonmyeon, sitting at the edge of the bed.
“Yifan?”
Joonmyeon is wearing his home clothes; the one Yifan saw just this morning; navy and white stripes long sleeves shirt with grey
sweatpants. The clothes still intact on his petite body; thank God, Yifan thought. His charcoal black hair a bit disheveled though;
like somebody just ruffled his hair and just left it like that, Yifan’s mindgrowling at the thought someone touch HIS Joonmyeon.
He looks at Joonmyeon’s face. The face that he fell in love at the first sight. His eyes trails Joonmyun, his Joonmyun’s; face
carefully; as if he tries to imprint the beautiful features of his husband into his mind even though he already did from the first time
they met.
The face that always played in my dream whenever I sleep; makes me craves to claim him as mine so that he will be the last
person I saw before I sleep at night and the first person I see as soon as I open my eyes in the morning, Yifan said when he
asked Joonmyeon to be his boyfriend.
The pink lips that he always loves to kiss every second. The sharp nose that always makes Yifan stopped everything that he doing
that time and just stared at it whenever his eyes catched Joonmyeon’s perfect side-profile. The cheekbones that always turns Yifan into
puddles of goo because My God he’s so cute. His eyes trails upwards; toward his husband’s forehead and stopped when he sees a white
plaster decorate on the left side of the space. His heart breaks at the sight. His beautiful husband’s clear forehead now marred with
that offending thing. Yifan raises his hand and touches the plaster ever so gently; like if he put on more strength on it his Joonmyeon
will start to cry and Yifan never want that to happen like ever.
A hand clasps over Yifan’s wrist, drags it down and into another hand. Yifan stops staring at the wound dressing on the pale forehead
and stares down to his hand; which now encases in a pair of cold hands. “Yifan”, the soft voice called. Yifan closes his eyes, enjoying
the melodic voice. Yifan hums. After he done marveling over it, he opens his eyes and tighten his grasp. He brings his other hand and
rubs the cold hand with his; warming them up. “Your hands are freezing, Joonmyeon”, he mumbles, hating the fact.
“Babe”
“Hmm”
“I’m okay”
“I know”
“Stop worrying”
Yifan silents. He can feel Joonmyeon’s stare on him. He ignore it, tracing patterns behind the smaller’s back of hand. “I can’t.
You’re precious to me”
“I know about that but I’m okay right now”
“Hmm”
“Babe”
“Yes?”
“Stop crying please?”
Yifan blinks his eyes, tears trailing down his cheek. He didn’t realized he’s crying. Like a button being press, sobs coming out from
Yifan. Joonmyeon panics and cups Yifan’s face; frantically wiping the tears that keep coming out. He brings Yifan to lay next to him.
Yifan cries.
“I’m so afraid Joonmyeon. So afraid. I can’t Joon. I c-can’t. Joon, don’t leave me. Please, don’t leave me Joon. I love you so much.
I love you. I’m terrified that you- Oh my god, baby please. I can’t even imagine live without you. Joonmyeon, baby”, Yifan rambles,
sobbing wildly. Joonmyeon shushing him, offering soothing words; I’m okay, Yifan. It’s okay. No, I’m not gonna leave you.
I love you too, babe. Shushhh all while he presses kisses all over Yifan’s face. He keeps pressing assuring kisses on Yifan’s lips with
I love yous in between.
Yifan pays the soothing acts with his own; pressing kisses on the smaller’s jawline and neck. He keeps mumbling I love yous, Don’t
leave me; keep coming up to kiss Joonmyeon’s lips and mutters baby, baby on it. The acts last for awhile before Yifan fell asleep,
exhausted mentally. His lips rest on Joonmyeon’s neck comfortably. Joonmyeon smiles; presses a kiss on Yifan’s tearstreaks cheek
before he hears someone called his name.
He looks back and sees Kyungsoo and Jongin at the bedside; Jongin’s arm wraps around to support Kyungsoo’s body. Kyungsoo’s eyes
red because of tears. Just when Kyungsoo want to say something, Joonmyeon silents him with a finger on his lips. Kyungsoo stops
and his gaze rest on Yifan. Yifan still in his position, arms wrap around Joonmyeon tightly, face hides on Joonmyeon’s neck. His eyes
soften at the sight and nods. Are you okay? He whisper, asking Joonmyeon. Joonmyeon nods, points at his wound. Kyungsoo nods,
his gaze rests again on Yifan and smiles softly. He turns to Jongin, in time Jongin turns to him. They smile to each other, share a
loving kiss while their minds filled with gladness that nothing worst happen to Joonmyeon and thankfully they got each other. They
broke the kiss and turn to Joonmyeon just to see Joonmyeon raking Yifan’s hair softly with contented smile.
“I’ll come visit you tomorrow, hyung”, Kyungsoo whispers, don’t want to wake Yifan up. Joonmyeon turns to Kyungsoo and nods,
waving his hand to both of his dongsaengs. The duo waves back and turn to leave, Jongin’s arm rest on his lover’s waist. Joonmyeon
turns back to Yifan and smiles. I’m sorry I made you worry over me. I love you, Wu Yifan. He crawls down a bit until he faces Yifan’s
face and presses one last kiss on Yifan lips before he decides to sleep, tiredness took over him. Yifan smiles unconsciously in his sleep.
I love you so much baby -Yifan
I love you more babe -Joonmyeon
-End-
A/N: Hello! This is my first oneshot and because english is not my first language, pardon my grammartical error. Please do comments
and upvote (if you like it). Btw, Krisho is my ultimate ship and I know that Kris left EXO already but nahhhhh he still for Suho and Suho
only kkkk. I'm being delusional but who cares? kkkk Thanks for reading and have a nice day (and keep on shipping KRISHO WOOOOOO)
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