Everything after the phone call was a blur to Luhan. He doesn't remember rushing out of the studio and into his apartment. He doesn't remember flinging the door wide open, not caring that his neighbors were fast asleep. He doesn't remember screaming at his staff as they booked him a plane ticket to Seoul. Thankfully there were enough seats on the plane and he was able to leave as soon as possible.

    Grabbing a backpack, Luhan stuffed in some undwear, two shirts, and a pair of jeans, choosing to wear his coat to the airport. He rushed through the airport frantically. Thankfully no fans were around, due to it being 2 am in Chinese time and the fact that this was a last minute trip. 

    As he waited to board the plane, he pulled his cap down over his eyes and his mask over his face  to conceal his tears and identity. How many times had he helped Sehun navigate the crazy fans at the airport? He knew Sehun wasn't comfortable with being mobbed, and always made sure to hold his hand and not leave him alone. Sehun hated being alone.

    The guilt was threatening to eat him alive. SM had been killing him slowly, and he knew he had made the right choice for him by leaving. But he had left Sehun too... 

    Luhan sobbed into his sleeve. "How could I do it? How could I have abandoned my own brother?

    There was an announcement on the loudspeaker- the plane to Seoul was starting to board. Picking up his backpack, Luhan staggered inside, praying he wouldn't arrive too late.
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    "Let's go!" Cried Xiumin as he held the door of the Exo van open for the members. Before shutting the door, he briefly caught the fact that Lay and Kai had left a space between them, where Sehun usually sat. The two members awkwardly moved closer together after realizing their mistake. 

    On the way to the hospital, Xiumin dialed Suho's number.

    "Suho? Any updates?"

    "He's still in surgery. They won't tell us anything," mumbled Suho hoarsely. It was obvious to the members that Suho had been crying. 

    "Hyung don't cry," said D.O gently. "Just take some deep breaths. Where's Chanyeol?"

    "Sleeping. He tired himself out from crying. We're in the waiting room chairs right now on floor 5, please come here soon."

    "We'll be there soon hyung, don't worry." said D.O softly.

    As soon as they arrived, they rushed up to the waiting room to find Chanyeol sleeping with his head in Suho's lap. Suho looked up at them, his eyes red. 

    "You're here."

    The members rushed towards him, which woke Chanyeol. 

    The eight of them embraced tightly. 

    "Suho h