A cement carrying truck toppled over a car, the good thing was, a post prevented it from crushing the car completely. The rescue team was running out of time for the cords that supported the posts were snapping and the driver inside the car was wavering.

As a paramedic, it was Yuta's duty to determine the victim's ability to stay conscious.

He was not expecting to see his lover as the one he would save that day.

"Taeyong?!" Yuta panicked, "Oh god, Taeyong!"

Yuta's heart was wrenched to see his man in a stuck situation, bloodied teeth tightly bit over his pale lips and crimson painted his hair to his clothes.

"Y-Yukkuri.. It hurts..so bad.." Taeyong's strangled voice struck Yuta harshly.

"Oh shh.." Yuta hushed, trying to comfort him, "It's okay, I'm here. Hold still and we'll get you out in a second, alright?" he comforted with a shaky voice.