Three months before I left America. I recived a call from Suho hyung rom Korea.

"Chanyeol has been in a car accident"

"What?"

"He broke his hand"

"Oh "

"Good news. It'll be okay. Hes in surgury right now"

"Oh..."

The next day Jongdae a fellow coworker asked me

"Are you okay?"

"Okay..."

"you look tired. Did you stay up all night?"

"well I had to"

If I didnt do my job right. I wouldnt be payed. Then I would need to stay another month. I wont let that happen. I want to be back in korea next month.

Luckily, I did my best and got my pay check.

I went back to korea with Jongdae. We directy visited Chanyeol...who was still in the hospital. Once we arrived, Xiumin was waiting outside the room.

"Chanyeol had two operations. One for his hand, another for--"

"The two operations went well and recovery is welll also. Hes in a weak state. He needs some rest"

"Can I meet him?"

"Sure but dont take to long"

"Nae. Kamsahamnida."

He sat up looking at me

No you just lay down"

He refused so i helped him get into a more comfturable position.

"How are you, Chanyeol"

I scanned his face and boy

"Oh sorry, my name is--"

"Baekhyun"

He snapped my words. Silencew filled the room.

"Where have you been, Baek?"

He spoke lowly while his fingers caressed my cheeks. my herat beat got faster. I was speechless.

...My eyes stared to tear up.

"I want to stay with you here tonight, Can I?"

"Sure! lie down hwere next to me. We can chat all night."

"What if I accidently kick your head?"

"You--"

"Just kidding please dont kick me"

"I missed you"

Now, I'm really sure that my third reason for me to stay by his side until now was...

I Love Him

and he loves me.