"Na," Sehun called out, coming back with a small sandwich in his hand. She looked up and gave him a weak smile. The pair had been sitting outside the waiting room for more than an hour and there's been no new news from within. Earlier, Jaemi had come out to give them the news that the blade had cut through his intestines and he was losing blood as they spoke. "Please eat something," he mentioned, frowning at the fact that she had not moved from her spot since she got there. She nudged away the sandwich, eyes fixated on the door. 

"Na," Sehun called out sternly. It caught her attention allowing her to look up at him. "eat. You can't just avoid eating every time something bad happens in your goddamn life. You need to ing remember that you're eating for two!" It was always a surprise when he pulled out the strong authoriative figure. "You're acting like a damn child, now quit!" Nami visibly flinched. She knew that he wasn't loud, but he was loud enough for her to hear only and she knew that he was right. Luckily, he didn't attract any attention to them as he yelled at her. She took the sandwich from, nibbling little bits off of the sandwich. 

"Look," he mentioned, lowering himself next to her as he sighed, "I know you have a lot going on right now. First with Baekhyun hyung, the baby, and now Joonmyun hyung, but you have to understand that your health is playing a big part. You can't just stop eating when you feel like . Your baby needs nurture and growth, do you understand me?" Nami nodded, not daring to meet his eye. But Sehun understood that she just couldn't function and all he did was wrap his arm around her in comfort. 

After long moments of silence, she sighed with her chest heaving up. "Sehun, I need your advice." Her voice was small but she knew very well that he could hear her and she knew that he would be all ears. She didn't know who else to turn to with her situation with Baekhyun, let alone Joonmyun. Her feelings for Joonmyun were strong but somewhere inside of her... she was drifting towards Baekhyun. Every second that he was in his induced coma, she was there — hoping and praying he'd come out of it. But her feelings for Joonmyun was still strong, despite his stupid artificial love that he proved for so long until he lost her.

"Shoot for it," Sehun hummed as he took a sip of his coffee, staring towards the operation room doors. Nami sighed, looking at the side profile of her best friend: "Say if you love someone who has always been there for you since day one but you're with someone you love since the beginning of time, what would you do?" His motions stopped, his head slightly turning to her with a contemplated look. "Is this about Baekhyun and Joonmyun hyung?" 

And there he said it.

She stayed quiet, knowing that he knew what she was talking about because he sighed. He leaned back and shook his head, "Look, Na, Baekhyun hyung is a good man. He dedicated his life to chase after you. You were the first girl he'd ever fallen in love with. One-sided love. But Joonmyun hyung had it all, all your love I mean. He treated you like , but I've come to terms that he's better and treating you better that you deserved all these years. You have two men that will bend at your will, Na.." Her brows knitted in confusion. 

"What are you saying, Sehun?" 

"I'm saying that it's your choice on who you choose. The man you've always loved, the man who's your child's father or the man who's willing to do anything for you to be happy and loved. Listen to your heart and figure out who you love more. Is it Baekhyun or is it Joonmyun? You may not know it now, but you'd figure it out in time. Just think about it." Sehun hummed, looking to her with a smile as he wrapped his arm around her tenderly. Her nose cringed at his sudden touch, but she knew he meant well, always. "Thanks," she mumbled with her nose still cringed. 

"Na," Jaemi called out, breathing loudly as she looked like she had ran out of the OR. Nami looked up, standing up quickly with the help of Sehun, her expression surprised and shocked. "Jae," she called out, stumbling forward, "what's happened? Is he okay?" Her best friend huffed, catching a brea