❝The Depth Of Our Love❞

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2:01 pm 

August. 

The sunniest, and heated month of the year followed by June and July that just passed by; those two months had brought so much in the lives of the squad, things that had followed like a mess, had finally got its place to the rest, including a goodbye to the drifted tragedy, and a goodbye to the pain that had drifted the two people in love but not anymore. 

Because with a goodbye, they had welcomed a new phase in their lives; a depth of their love to be deepened more than it was, more than it ever could be. 

The tenth floor of a certain apartment was echoing with a blast; a music to be said, the old one as two familiar females were in the living room with one of them swaying her body with the rhythm while another one was lying on the couch bobbing her head with her eyes closed; her face masked with a face-pack. 

"Do you want to have some apple juice?" 

Yoojung questioned, looking at Inha's lying figure on the couch but not hearing any response from her, she glanced at her best friend to find her bobbing her head while lip-sync the song; big bang's song to be said as Yoojung tilted her head, with a shake of her head as she stood by her figure with a smile. 

She couldn't stop her smile and the gush of happiness from the time she had witnessed her two best friends confessing their love for each other; the lost love of theirs that was embraced at last, and in these three days, she had seen Inha happy like she was in the earlier years of their teenage but with Sehun, she was always happy with him and this time, her happiness was glowing. 

And just glowing; like it should be, for both of them. 

Inha felt a caress over her bun-made hair as her eyes opened to find Yoojung hovering over figure; her face masked with a face-pack that Inha had put applied after her non-stop insist as even after years, her skin care routine didn't change before asking her the reason for calling her with her hand. 

"In for some apple juice?" 

Inha gave her a okay sign; she couldn't talk to immediately sign her the same thing as the purpose of putting the mask would go waste and Yoojung nodded, as Inha watched her walking to the kitchen with the song also stopping as she sat up straight to scroll down the list in her phone to play the next song. 

Thursday it was. 

The day that is mostly busy for the people but for some reasons, Inha and Yoojung were having a good rest since it was Yoojung's off while Inha had to be at her duty in the evening; two besties finally having a good time together and one male of the squad had yet to be here because of the sudden emergency in his clothing design for his new collection that he was already preparing for it while the other male was still in the other side of the country; Paris to be said for the fashion show that was in a few minutes in the night considering the fact of the different time zones. 

And Inha was waiting just for Sehun's call as a few moments earlier he had left a text of calling her after he gets ready for the show; the man was really behaving himself lately. 

Inha was left surprised as it was evident of them missing each other considering the fact that both of them confessed at the moment when he had to go away again but this time only to be back again; to her, but no matter what or how much things had changed, it didn't feel like a change, because both of them were the same; bantering and roasting each other at every time they could. 

Funny but this was them; and it was only for them. 

However, even if it didn't seem like a big change; somewhere something had changed, their hearts were now at a relief, their efforts of relying on each other, listening to each other with a feeling of not having a otherwise thought; they were in love, and they were going through their imperfections together to make it better for them; for each other. 

And the happiness was there; being around each other it was but being with each other seeped more. 

As Inha was about to play the song, the sound of beeping password erupted through the front door as she glanced at the entrance to find Jinsoo walking inside in his casuals but stopped with his ever dramatic shriek; his back against the closed front door while his palm on his right chest again. "My heart." 

Inha continued to stare at him with a poker face as he frowned. "Did I come to the wrong house?" 

"Yes." Inha nodded before pointing at the door behind him. "Please, leave." 

"This is my place." 

"You said you came to the wrong house." 

"This interior is mine," He trailed off, roaming his hands around until his hand stopped at Yoojung who brought the two glasses of juice in her hand. "And this woman is mine too." 

Inha faked a shudder. "You're never gonna stop being cheese-freak." 

"Better than kissing freaks." 

He made a face as he walked in; his hand immediately holding Yoojung's shoulder with a quick greeting kiss in her hair softly before he walked to the kitchen, not before messing up Inha's bun with a laugh as she slapped his hands off with her loud huff while Yoojung just stared at them with a neutral look; nothing to be reacted at look because she was too used to this now. 

"Yoo, your minutes are up." 

Inha reminded her and Yoojung was quick to pace to her room to wash her face where Inha took a big sip of her apple juice; her favorite unchanging thing as she nodded to watch Jinsoo taking a place next to her who also took a sip from Yoojung's glass while trying not to laugh at Inha's face-pack; the woman never looked so funny before. 

Inha opened to snap at him but her phone pinged with a call; a call she had been waiting for as her lips almost smiled but couldn't because of the face-pack before noticing the call was a video-call and with an invisible frown, a sudden thud behind her heart nervously as she answered the call to find him behind the screen. 

His eyes widened with a gasp. "Oh ." 

"Did you just-" 

"Did I call the wrong number?" 

Sehun frowned but his expression could be seen to be playful; this jerk, and the more jerky move was Jinsoo's spitted-juice laughter afterwards as Inha closed her eyes with a huff to glare at both males. "You both are the same, little pricks!" 

Sehun chuckled, looking down for a second as he tried to make his phone steady on the assumed table, pretending to control his laugh. 

"Act like a jerk, and get blocked, Oh Sehun." 

"You will be blocked back." 

There goes their unchange of any change; roast. 

Sehun cleared his throat immediately as he sat up straight while Inha tilted her head. "Why the sudden video-call?" 

"Oh," He trailed off, looking to the side as if there was someone standing in the room or whatever the place he was at, before nodding slightly to meet her eyes again and Inha swore she found his eyes softening in a way that sent a flutter in her heart as he spoke up. "I wanted to show you my outfit for the show before I go."

Inha blinked. "Show me."

His slightly widened, along with his heart jolting up at those two mere words but felt so much more than just words where Inha invisibly frowned at his silence until Jinsoo beside her had gasped hugely. "How suggestive, goofball." 

Inha blinked at him to glance at Sehun who tilted his head with a playful smirk; and Inha let out a huge gasp with her cheeks warming at his expression before she pushed Jinsoo away from his shoulder. "Oh, get lost!" 

He laughed hard. "Oh, wow, you guys surely are getting all the way down!" 

"Stop your nonsense, Jinsoo!"

Sehun exclaimed, but Inha could see that he was enjoying this; bloody jerk, until Yoojung walked out, with her face cleaned up. "What's happening?" 

Inha pouted. "These pricks are making fun of me!" 

Yoojung took a seat on the armchair, beside Inha as she waved at Sehun with a smile. "You already look ready to shine." 

Sehun nodded. "I have to." 

"Come on, get up and let me see." Jinsoo nudged him with his chin, and with a roll of his eyes, Sehun stood up while taking a few steps back to show himself in the outfit; he was dressed in a gray suit with a black polo shirt underneath while his hair in an upward style where Jinsoo tilted his head; scanning his attire with a impressive look. "You're going to shine, buddy." 

Sehun snickered. "As if I don't know that." 

"How do I look?" His eyes met Inha's blank ones with an expectant glint where he heard Jinsoo. "I said you look good." 

"I'm asking my Inha, you punk." 

Jinsoo whistled; his shoulder nudged Inha with a teasing smile. "Now you're acting like lovers." 

Inha could feel it; the warmth almost felt like a burning sensation around her chest to her cheeks as well as him and Inha glared at Jinsoo to immediately punch his shoulder hard enough for him to fall to his side as he whined loudly. "Ahhh, my shoulder, Yoojung, my shoulder is dislocated!" 

Yoojung rolled her eyes; getting up to grab Jinsoo's hand as she led him to the kitchen to make something for lunch leaving the new pair in the new phase alone to converse where Inha watched them to look back at the screen to find him already looking at her; his eyes soft, as he was now bending over with his hands on the table while his face close enough and Inha had to admit for the umpteenth time that how handsome this jerk was looking at the moment. 

Her handsome jerk. 

The thought had her blush as she bit her lip looking down for a moment to meet his eyes again but this time he had his beautiful smile on his lips; and Inha nudged with her chin only for him to tilt his head. "Inha." 

Her heart warmed. "Hm." 

"Why are you not meeting my eyes?" 

Her eyes blinked. "Who says?" 

He just had a smile; a soft one, a happy one including a shy one as if the happenings between them had flashed in his head, that how things were different now and he couldn't be happier; more grateful at the moment while Inha couldn't help but let her lips curve but because of the face-pack, her lips couldn't be stretched as she pouted along with him to make her ask. "What?" 

"I wanted to see you before going to the show." 

"Well, you're looking at me right now." 

He pressed his lips together; annoyed by her answer. "Expected from this small-topper brain." 

"Yah, Oh Sehun, I'll block you right away!" 

"No need, you'll call me back anyway." 

Inha scoffed. "As if." 

He rolled his eyes. "I wanted to see your face, not the white face-pack scaring the out of me!" 

Inha gasped, offended. "How dare you say that about my skincare routine!" 

"Ah, okay, okay," He nodded, his eyes closed to meet her gaze again only to chuckle at her narrowed eyes. "Wish me love, doc-lady." 

"Love your ," Inha nodded, chuckling the way he glared at her; this is so fun teasing him, "And," She paused, to find an expectant glint in his eyes. "You look better than your shabby self, celeb." 

And he had to burst out laughing; his head tilted down to meet her eyes again. "So honorable." 

"Exactly." 

At the moment, he glanced at his side again as if someone was calling him before looking back at her and as if she had understood, she gave him a nod with a wave. "Have a good time!" 

He nodded, smiling before Inha's eyes followed his actions of bringing his fingers to his lips to send a flying kiss towards her with a wink; the next second, the phone was hung up but Inha sat still, her heart skipped a beat at his actions as she immediately cleared ; trying to act nonchalant but she was feeling the giddiness inside enough for her to giggle out loud like a girl in love but this damn face-pack had to come in between. 

"Oh, Inha, your face-pack is melting."

Yoojung frowned, as Inha touched her cheek to feel the cream melting against her skin and Jinsoo giggled, again. "Just what did you two talk about that your face-pack melted away, goofball?" 

Inha's eyes widened and the next second, she threw the cushion towards him. "Shut up!" 

Yoojung watched Inha storming to their room to wash off; Jinsoo still laughing his heart out holding the cushion as Yoojung smacked his back. "Stop teasing them." 

Jinsoo wrapped his arm around her waist. "I'm just really happy to see them like this," He trailed off, making her face him with a smile. "They have finally got what they wanted after freaking ten years, and I can't help but tease them more." 

Yoojung frowned. "Not because you want to get back at them for teasing you." 

Jinsoo shrugged. "Maybe." 

Yoojung shook her head with a smile; and it grew wider to feel him leaning his head against hers; her love was in her arms, and the ones who couldn't find this embrace had finally found it, have it in their lives now and soon in their arms. 

Things were finally getting back into their places where it had stirred up; and they couldn't be more grateful. 

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11:07 pm

"Then, I'll see you tomorrow." 

Sehun nodded at his manager as he watched him walking down the hallway to his room of the hotel; the hotel they were staying in, as he took a few steps back after closing the door while his head tilted up with a groan of tiredness of the dinner; the dinner that was organized by the same people who had organized the fashion show. 

He was tired; it was an understatement. 

Running his fingers through his styled hair; messing it up, he took off his shoes followed by the socks and took off his blazer that he placed on the couch leaving him in his polo shirt and the next second, his body had plopped flat on his back on the mattress as his eyes closed; a deep breath leaving his lips of exhaustion and in the midst of his exhaustion, a certain woman's face had crossed his head. 

Not something that ever left but this time it was different; different as in he didn't have to feel the pain anymore, as if that woman had become a precious part of his life with a right of calling her his woman. 

His doc-lady. 

A smile graced his lips at the thought, his ears felt warm and he couldn't believe he was actually just blushing over the name of it and the thought of the night of their confession in the freaking parking garage had crossed his mind again; how Inha had took a step towards him when he felt like giving up, he almost did after the commotion happened leaving him with a thought of hurting her if she came across his side of world. 

However, she had welcomed his side of world; his love and understood like someone has ever did, scratch it, no one could ever understand him like the way Inha does and he felt that warmth in his heart by the words he was longing to hear, longing to feel the reciprocation of hers and she did with an embrace of her warmth to him. 

He couldn't be happier.

He still couldn't believe it; it felt so surreal to be embraced by the woman he was in love with for nine years and the fact of her being in love with him ten years ago and maybe she was still in love with him but couldn't say it; he could understand it but he was glad, he was more than glad to find the embrace he thought he wouldn't ever. 

That their timing of this moment was right; they had to make it right because it didn't feel right elsewhere. 

And the sudden urge to see her erupted, again, not that it left but right now seemed more as if an urge to just leave everything, take a flight back to home; his home, Baek Inha. 

He immediately sat up and checked the time in his phone as it struck eleven but it would be five there so this might be the preferable time to talk to her as with a smile and his heart bubbling with the giddiness, he had rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower to talk to her. 

A few moments later, he had walked out, ruffling his damp hair with fingers; changed into his gray sweatpants with full-sleeved shirt, as he walked to the refrigerator and took a water bottle; he took a few sips with his steps pacing to the bed and he plopped on it while taking his phone as he sent a call to wait for her to pick it up, he hoped not to get surprised this time. 

Alas! It was Baek Inha; never cease to surprise him woman. 

The minute the call was answered, he found her driving as her arms were swirling the steering like her eyes ahead on the road but oh, how alluringly hot she appeared at the moment that he couldn't help but stare; stare was all he could do with an interest, his right of interest. 

His phone was leaned on the pillow along with his figure leaned against the headboard sideways supported by the pillow; his elbow on it as he ruffled his hair back while his eyes watching her intently with his whole attention like always as he kept taking the sips of water with a slight curve of his lips. 

"What are you doing?" Inha questioned, glancing at him for a second to look ahead only to hear his expected reply. "I'm looking at you." 

And her cheeks couldn't help but get warmed up; this jerk was getting cheeky nowadays but she liked it, scratch it, she loved it. 

"I thought I'd see you in your doctor self." 

"And I thought you'd be enjoying your night away with foreigners." 

She heard him humming as she drove into the parking garage. "Done with the dinner." 

He had texted her earlier about it; even in the middle of the fashion show happening he was texting her and she had to remind him that he was actually out on a schedule but got his sass of a reply; typical but that's him. 

Inha parked the car to look at him with a smile as she grabbed the phone from the stand while taking off her seatbelt. "And I got done with my doctor duties early!" 

He chuckled. "Enjoying much?" 

"Enjoying it?" Inha scoffed, "I'm so tired, seriously and especially that Dal-mi keeps annoying the hell out of me!" 

There she was, already starting her topic of gossip that he's been listening to without interruption from three days because as much as he likes his silence, her talks never felt so comforting yet annoying before and he didn't want to be grabbed by his collar for telling her that; man liked his clothes better in it's shape. 

But it was another thing that he enjoyed her getting aggressive with him. 

"Hey, Ms. Baek, good evening." 

He heard an unfamiliar voice of man greeting her and he frowned, as she got out of the car to listen to her greeting him back before she met his eyes. "What?" 

"Who was that?" 

"Oh," Inha looked over her shoulder to look back at him; her hair in a bun, the way that always blows his mind away like right now until he heard her again while walking towards the elevator door. "That's the new neighbor in our building and he moved yesterday and I happen to talk to everyone-" 

"So you befriended him." 

He completed her sentence and Inha's eyebrows raised at his expression; oh, man was already jealous as she nodded. "He's a good talker and good looking." 

"You hardly need any talkers in your life and you have got a good looking man already." 

Inha had to roll her eyes at his sass; annoying but a fact of her life yet she couldn't help but tilt her head with her mischievous smile. "Something smells like burning." 

He scoffed. "Jealous, your ." 

Inha chuckled. "I didn't say jealous." 

"Stop being sassy, doc-lady." 

"Stop being annoying, celeb." 

"Whatever." 

"Whatever." Inha imitated him, "Can I talk to you after getting to my place? The elevator seems," She made a crying face with her puckered lips. "So crowded." 

He nodded; still not able to hide his smile at how adorable she appeared right now. "Make sure my doc-lady is safe from the crowd or I'll bang your small brain." 

Inha made a face at him that had him imitating her as she hung up; still not being able to hide her smile and the warmth of flutter the way he had called her his; damn, this man was behaving too much well. 

If this continues, her cheeks would burn at any moment now. 

Sehun placed the half-sipped bottle on the nightstand; a yawn leaving his lips that he covered with his palm to rub his face softly and laid himself down on his side while waiting for her call and a few minutes later, his phone pinged with her call and his lips couldn't stop curving the lazy but happy grin on his face at the name he had saved afterwards. 

My doc-lady. 

Inha had a confused frown at not getting the answer but the moment he did. "Did you lose your consciousness or something, what took you so long?" 

He sighed, a deep one at her remark but still chose to chuckle as he propped himself up on his elbow to support his head as he stared at her now seated on the couch and by the looks of it, the phone was probably against the armchair of it while she was facing him with her crossed legs under; her forearm on the headrest of the couch as she was tucking away her strands of hair behind with her always huff of hers and he wanted to just watch her like this, in front of his eyes. 

"What's with you and your long stare nowadays?" 

Inha tilted her head, her eyes rounding as he frowned. "You don't like it when I look at you?" 

"I never said that." She shrugged, looking away as she bit her lips. "It just feels strange." 

"Like what?" 

"Like we're like this now." She stated, her lips gracing her always beautiful smile; it felt surreal that things had fallen back together with them, like their hearts had desired it, but timing and choices had made it drift but it also brought them closer again and maybe more closer than before and Sehun let out a hum, his eyelids feeling heavy. "I actually didn't expect it to happen, I thought I had to go on like this in this one-sided love," 

He stopped the moment Inha let out a giggle as he narrowed his eyes. "Don't you make fun of me, topper." 

She nodded, leaning her head on her forearm sideways. "Fine, cheapster." 

He rolled his eyes before continuing as his eyes softened. "But I saw your eyes." 

Her brows knitted. "What about my eyes?" 

"We both were standing by the balcony on the night of your house-warming party where I did almost everything-" 

"Aren't you trying to show-off too much right now?" 

"Stop interrupting me." 

"Stop being self-obsessed." 

He closed his eyes; huffing as he stared into her narrowed eyes again for it to soften as he continued again hoping to not to get interrupted but then again, it's Inha he was talking to. "Your eyes gave me hope, Inha." 

Inha's eyes glinted in confusion as he smiled, leaning his head back on the pillow again. "That time, your eyes looked at me in a way that it gave me hope, that you also might have the same feelings as me and so I couldn't help but be more direct with hints but you kept avoiding it like an idiot." 

Inha understood his words as she looked down for a second to look at him again. "I was scared." 

"To love me?"

She shook her head with a smile. "The way I had let you go had hurt me but then, you kept doing things again and again and I couldn't help it and that night by the swimming pool, I realized that I was still in love with you." 

His heart couldn't help but fluttered more; warmed more, erupting with pleasantness as his eyes bored into hers silently but with soft adoration at the revelation again where Inha couldn't help but feel a wave of shyness evoking in her system like her cheeks warming up as the next second, Sehun found her burying her face in her forearm. 

"What happened?" 

"Do we have to talk about this? This is so weird." She whined, her words muffled and Sehun couldn't help but giggle; his soft giggles had made Inha glance at him for a glare only to feel her heart softening at the sight before he went silent to stare at her."Did I tell you, Chang-Ho hyung's going to be a dad soon?"

Inha's eyes rounded; glowed. "Oh my goodness, that's such great news!" She smiled. "Congrats to him from my side!" 

He nodded, his squinted as his lips pouted in a sulky look. "You didn't look that happy to see me." 

Her chest flooded with a fluttering warmth; her lips parted at his words as well as actions as she let out a deep breath. "Who are you?" 

"What?" 

"You're not the Sehun I know," Her head shook vigorously with her suspicious gaze. "Did you get possessed on the night of my house-warming party after you were standing without a soul?" 

He stared at her with a done look. "Seriously?" 

Inha nodded. "Seriously." 

"I wish I could just bang your small brain right now." 

Inha let out a chuckle. "You look tired, like without a soul." 

His eyes closed. "Of course I am." 

"Then, sleep." 

"I don't want to," He buried his face in the pillow. "I haven't told you about my busy day yet." 

Inha felt an urge to coo at his unexpected whiny self. "Your soul is about to leave, Sehun, go to sleep." 

His sleepy eyes glared at her. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" 

Inha shook her head. "No, and I know about your day because your admirers at the hospital don't leave a chance to talk about you." 

His head raised with a glint of excitement. "Really?" 

Inha gave him a look; a look of jealousy. "Aren't you getting too excited over your admirers?" 

His eyes slightly widened; a look of that damn jealousy he was seeing again as he smirked. "Something smells like burning?" 

Inha's eyes rounded. "Jealous, your ." 

"I didn't say that." 

"Shut up, Oh Sehun." 

"Not okay, Baek Inha." He grinned, his head falling back again as she couldn't help but chuckle at his actions as he spoke up more. "Are you not?" 

"Not what?" 

"Jealous." 

"Bold of you to assume that I'd tell you." 

"You said we'll share everything." 

Inha squinted her eyes at his awfully beautiful smile. "Fine, so what? I mean, isn't it too extreme to talk about a celebrity even during duty? I mean, I get it because I do that too for Chen, but I don't talk like I'm going to date him or something and your admirers literally go way too extreme-" 

Her words got interrupted by his deep, lazy chuckle as Inha glared at him. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" 

He nodded, smiling. "I like it." 

"What?" 

"You being jealous and possessive over me." 

"Don't be so happy, it wouldn't take me a second to throw a punch at your good for nothing handsome face." Inha made a face but he was still smiling like a fool, had her lips smile slowly with a chuckle behind as she looked away. "This is seriously so weird like how Yoojung and Jinsoo do all lovey-dovey things like we could never be that." 

"Either we're always each other's neck or-" 

"Or kissing like there's no tomorrow." 

His words had sent a jolt in her heart as she was reminded of the two times they had kissed; in a way like there's no tomorrow as she blushed to immediately glare at him. "You're sleep talking now, go to sleep." 

And this time, he nodded, his eyes almost closing now. "Will you stay with me till I fall asleep?" 

Inha nodded, her head on the forearm. "I will do that for you." 

And the next thing she was watching his eyes closing; his face in a slumber of peace, and her heart was at ease, at peace to just watching him being in his comfort but his comfort was her; always. 

A comfort reaching out to be in each other's comfort that was theirs; always. 

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10:03 am 

I am sorry. 

Three words but holds so much weight with it; weight of guilt, regret and a loss; just three mere words but holds so much pain, and cries in it. 

Inha was feeling just it; her figure seated on the bench of the backyard hugging her legs with her hair in a mess of her bun after the surgery she had operated a while ago but the result of it was something expected yet left her in a loss of that patient; it was common, and a part of her duty to save people but it doesn't result positively always. 

And right now it was that time; she couldn't save the patient. 

And no matter how many times it had happened, Inha wouldn't be able to pull herself together for a while; she would always find herself to cry it out as it hurt to lose a life but it hurt more when she couldn't save them as she closed her eyes, sniffling to wipe off her tears to take a deep breath. 

She was awfully missing Sehun. 

It hadn't happened like this before, at these times, she would stay alone to calm her mind, or she'd talk it out to her mother as she couldn't bring herself to talk about it to Yoojung knowing about how sensitive the topic can be to her but from the moment Sehun had came into her life, he had become that part where she would find herself talking to him again; being heard again, being comforted again, being understanding again and he was always there; like an epitome of everything. 

And now she had gotten too used to his voice and presence that in the hard moments like right now, she was missing him to the point of running into his arms, and listening to his voice. 

Yet, her mind suddenly hit at her own thoughts of her what ifs again; if she would disturb him, or if she was overreacting, or if it was appropriate to call him while he's working on the other side of the country and the thoughts had sent a familiar unpleasant feeling like that nine years ago; of their last particular call with him and that's when it hit her, the night of their confession, how she had stepped forward for them to fix their imperfections together. 

She stared at her phone's black screen placed beside her with a pondering look as she bit her lips to take a deep breath and the next thing she had her phone pressed against her ear with her rapid heartbeat with a thought of if the phone would be answered or not as her fingers fiddled along until her heart jolted up the moment it was answered, and his deep but cheery voice went through her ears. 

"Hey, doc-lady." 

Inha's heart softened with a calm rushing through her; her eyes closed. "Am I disturbing you?" 

He was silent for a moment. "No." 

Inha bit her lip to gulp. "Then," She wiped the corner of her eyes as her heart welled up again and held her earlobe. "Can you please talk to me, I want to listen to you." 

"Of course," He replied, almost immediately as if understanding her words. "I am shooting outdoors instead of studios, and I should tell you that outdoor activities seem much fun and I think I'm giving a lot of stress to Chang-Ho hyung because he keeps glaring at me since I am taking too long breaks." 

Her eyes teared up more as she listened to him; his voice and talks comforted her enough to vent out her heart as her cheeks were staining with warm roll of tears now and before she knew it, she choked into her silent sobs as she pressed the back of her fingers on her lips and he halted his talks and let her cry her heart out like he was waiting for her to do it without telling her and his heart tightened unpleasantly at her cries but right now, all he could do was stay by her side not physically but through the phone, and their little connection. 

He heard her sobs slowing down. "Are you feeling better now?" 

Inha let out a hum. "Yeah." 

"Then, can I be your all ears now?" 

And like always, he could always tell. 

Another hum of hers. "I couldn't save the patient." He stayed silent, and Inha continued with her little sniffles while wiping off her tears. "She was brought in an emergency and I knew that the chances of her survival were low but I couldn't help it. I wanted to save her but I couldn't, and I feel so bad now." 

"And that's not your fault, Inha." 

He uttered, softly as her head leaned more into her phone to listen to him close enough. "I might not understand it because clearly I'm not a doctor but I have seen it," He trailed off, as if recalling the time. "I saw your injured hand when I was there and Chang-Ho hyung told me about the commotion and I was like, wow, Baek Inha's really a great doctor after all." 

Inha couldn't help but smile as he continued. "And instead of thinking about the negativity of it, why don't we think about the positive side, how you still chose not to give up on the patient even after knowing the low chances and that proves that you wanted to save the patient." 

"Think about the lives you have saved till now and how those people are living their lives now because of you," He added, with a soft but determined tone. "You're a doctor, your duty is to save the patient, and you gave it your all and if you talk about lives, they don't happen to be in our hands sometimes, you can try everything possible to save them but you can't always have it, right? That's the circle of life, I guess, some are rare to get used to but we can do it slowly and if not, I'll be right here when you need me."

Did she feel lucky to have this man? Damn, she did. 

Her heart was at peace; his voice comforting her like the epitome he was at the moment and her lips smiled. "Thank you." 

"Of course." 

Her lips puckered. "I'm sorry for crying like a baby again, I just miss you a lot." 

"Don't ever be sorry for missing me, Inha." He uttered softly, "You should miss me confidently because I miss you just like that!"

He spoke in his exaggerating way and Inha let out a laugh, and her laughter had beamed a relieving warmth in his heart like his smile on his lips. "Now that's like my Inha." 

Her heart fluttered. "Are you taking lessons from Jinsoo for being a cheese-freak?" 

"Please, he's too much." 

"I know right."

Both of them had laughed together; their little giggles and their little smiles. 

"Dr. Baek." 

Inha was quick to look at the door to find Nurse. Kim with a smile. "You have been asked in the ER." 

Inha nodded as she stood up. "I'll call you back later." 

He hummed. "Take your time." 

"Have a good outdoor shoot and don't stress manager. Kim seriously." 

"I'll see." 

Inha rolled her eyes before shoving her phone back to her pocket as she cleaned her face with her hands while walking down the hallway to the ER and found the head surgeon of the ER where Inha had suddenly prepared herself for the lecture again but to her surprise, she had heard him complimenting her in front of the fellow doctors as Si-woo was standing by the patent but listened to the talks. 

"I heard about the female patient," He trailed off with his ever cold look but Inha swore she found a so