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Hyukjae was crying, his tears couldn’t be stopped even when there was Kyuhyun hugging him tightly in the waiting room. “Hyuk… Everything is going to be alright,” Kyuhyun tried to comfort but it was useless, even he knew it was going to be impossible for everything to be alright.

Siwon had gone into the surgery room, making sure everyone would try their best to save Hyukjae’s father’s life.

Kyuhyun looked at Hyukjae, how his body was trembling while his shoulders shook, the tears not stopping to flow down from his face. “K-Kyu…,” he called and reached for Kyuhyun’s body, hugging him tightly and hiding his face against Kyuhyun’s chest, crying silently against it.

Kyuhyun sighed deeply and wrapped his hands around Hyukjae’s body, squeezing it lovingly as he whispered how much he loved Hyukjae to his ear, trying to calm him down even when he knew it was impossible.

“There’s nothing more to do for me,” Hyukjae’s father had whispered, only for himself. But Kyuhyun was there, he heard it and he tried to ignore it. No. There was always something they could do.

Hyukjae clenched Kyuhyun’s shirt tightly and looked up, sniffing slowly and trying to calm himself. “K-Kyuhyun…,” he called softly. “What’s happening?” He asked, making Kyuhyun’s heart break into a million pieces. “He was alright… he was fine… I asked him before coming… he said he couldn’t be better… then… Kyu… please explain to me… why is this happening?”

Kyuhyun couldn’t talk. What was he supposed to say? Should he tell Hyukjae all the truth? How he knew already that his father would die soon?

“Hyuk... you know your dad’s heart was really fragile… he could feel well but suddenly that can change…,” Kyuhyun said softly, caressing Hyukjae’s hair gently as the other looked at him, trying to find comfort in the taller’s eyes.

“He will be alright… right, Kyu?” Hyukjae asked and Kyuhyun opened his mouth to reply but closed it again. No, he didn’t know that. He was sure everything could happen. He didn’t know anything about it.

“I…,” Kyuhyun looked into Hyukjae’s swollen and red eyes, full of faith. “I don’t know Hyukkie…,” he admitted and he hated how that small hope went away from Hyukjae’s eyes.

Hyukjae started crying louder, gripping on Kyuhyun’s body tightly, as if he was afraid to fall down. He closed his eyes and took one of his palms to his abdomen, caressing it gently. There was a life growing within him. There was Kyuhyun’s and his baby growing in there. He knew he should avoid crying too much and stressing himself but he couldn’t help it.

His chest hurt, his head hurt from so much crying. Hyukjae couldn’t stand it anymore. His father was the last relative he had left. He didn’t know if he had uncles or aunts, he had no idea. But he didn’t care. He wanted his father to be healthy.

Life couldn’t be so cruel to him. Finally everything was getting for the best and now he couldn’t help but feel lonely once again, even when Kyuhyun was holding his body so firmly.

Hours passed, Kyuhyun could only hug Hyukjae tightly, looking at his parents walking around worriedly. Heechul pretended to be calm, but it was obvious she was also breaking down, the old habit she had of biting her nails had come back and Hangeng didn’t seem to mind it anymore.

Finally the doors of the operating room opened and a doctor came out, his clothes filled with blood. Siwon walked out as well, behind the other.

Hyukjae gasped and ran towards the doctor. “How is he? Is he alright?”

The doctor looked at Hyukjae and Kyuhyun looked up at Siwon. Siwon looked at Kyuhyun and shook his head slowly, it was obvious he was crying behind that façade he wanted to pull.

Kyuhyun fell his heart clenching, he hugged Hyukjae tightly and held him firmly against his body as the doctor started talking. “I’m sorry-”

Those were the only words Hyukjae needed to break down in tears and screams, with Kyuhyun holding his body up as he cried loudly, closing his eyes tightly. “NO! NO!” He screamed, panting hard and trembling in fear. “He’s fine! Let me see him! IS THIS A JOKE?! DAD THIS IS NOT FUNNY!”

Kyuhyun held Hyukjae firmly before Siwon came to help him, hugging Hyukjae tightly and whispering in his ear. “There’s nothing we could do Hyukkie…”

Hyukjae froze. It wasn’t real when the doctor told him, but Siwon… he wouldn’t lie to him. Siwon wouldn’t joke with that. Siwon was being honest and that scared him more than anything.

Hyukjae trembled lightly, his eyes fixed in the infinite, tears sliding down silently as his body stayed frozen. “N-No…,” he repeated as a mantra. “No… Dad is fine… Siwon, dad is healthy, right?”

Siwon hugged Hyukjae tighter, crying silently. “I’m sorry Hyuk… I’m so sorry…”

Hyukjae closed his eyes and sought for Kyuhyun’s hand, holding it tightly before crying loudly against Siwon’s shoulder. Kyuhyun hugged Hyukjae from behind, he would do anything to ease Hyukjae’s heart at least slightly.

Heechul was crying in Hangeng’s arms silently behind them. Hyukjae closed his eyes tightly.

Hours passed. Neither Siwon nor Kyuhyun let go of Hyukjae. They stood there for him, holding him firmly and trying to share his pain.

When Hyukjae couldn’t stand it anymore, he fainted in Kyuhyun’s and Siwon’s arms.

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“He will cry again when he wakes up,” Kyuhyun said resting his body against the door frame of their house. He looked ahead of him. Hyukjae was sleeping in their bed silently while Siwon was by his side, laying on his elbow to look at Hyukjae’s body, looking at him and caressing his features lovingly.

“Do you think it would have been better if he knew?” Siwon asked looking at Hyukjae lovingly, tracing his thumb though his cheeks gently.

“I never thought otherwise,” Kyuhyun said, looking at how peaceful Hyukjae’s dream looked.

Siwon sighed deeply and kissed Hyukjae’s cheek before holding his hand and kissing the back of it gently, standing up from the bed. “I have to help preparing the funeral…,” he announced and looked back at Hyukjae. “I left some pills that will help him get calmer when he wakes up, make sure he takes them.”

“He has all the right to not be calm Siwon,” Kyuhyun said looking carefully at Hyukjae, still laying down their bed.

“I know,” Siwon said. “But I don’t want to see him cry like that ever again… he could faint once more and it can be bad for him.”

Kyuhyun sighed deeply and nodded. “I’ll prepare some clothes and we’ll go there as soon as Hyukjae wakes up.”

Siwon nodded but stayed silent, looking at Hyukjae and then looking down the floor, letting go of a few tears. “This wasn’t supposed to come so soon...”

“We are never prepared Siwon,” Kyuhyun said and rubbed Siwon’s back gently, trying to comfort him even when he didn’t know what to do anymore. How to make them both feel better. The only family they had had died and Kyuhyun could do nothing to help. “You don’t have to go Siwon… Just stay here, I’ll call for someone to arrange everything.”

Siwon shook his head and lift her gaze, sighing deeply. “I made a promise, I have to make sure everything goes as he planned it.”

Kyuhyun looked at Siwon and felt how himself was at the verge of tears. “Hyukjae will want you here when he wakes up…”

“It’s ok, he’ll meet me later at the funeral…,” Siwon sighed deeply and smiled up weakly at Kyuhyun. “I need to leave now, take care of him Kyuhyun.”

“I will,” Kyuhyun assured. “You know I will.”

Siwon nodded slowly and finally went out, leaving Kyuhyun there, looking at the sleeping boy on his bed. He walked and crawled on the bed by Hyukjae’s side, taking his hand and kissing it gently. “My Hyukkie…,” he whispered and kissed his hand again. “I’m so sorry Hyuk…”

Kyuhyun looked at Hyukjae’s peaceful face. He memorized his features, the way his chest went up and down from his slow respiration. Kyuhyun caressed Hyukjae’s knuckles with his thumb gently, taking away the locks of hair that blocked his view of Hyukjae’s perfect face.

He couldn’t help but smile sadly. The love of his life would wake up and cry again, and then keep crying and he could do nothing more than hug him tightly and tell him everything was going to be alright.

When Hyukjae opened his eyes, Kyuhyun squeezed his hand gently, making sure he would know he was there for him.

It took Hyukjae a few seconds to know what was going on, and when he finally did, he started crying again, feeling his heart being ripped out from his body, his legs and arms were completely useless and he let himself break down as Kyuhyun pulled him in a warm and tight hug.

Hyukjae cried again for hours against Kyuhyun’s chest, screaming loudly and asking the gods why they took his father away from him. Why someone as perfect as his father?

“It’s not fair Kyuhyun… this is not fair…,” Hyukjae said between sobs, clenching on Kyuhyun’s shirt tightly. “He didn’t deserve this… He had to play with his future grandchildren… tell them embarrassing stories about me, teaching them pictures of me when I was a baby, of my mother… of our wedding… Kyu… why did this happen to him?”

Kyuhyun couldn’t find a proper answer, even he was doubting what to think anymore. He could only squeeze Hyukjae’s body, assuring he was there, whispering sweet nothings to his ear that he knew, didn’t matter that much in that moment.

The screams of suffering became soft sobs and eventually silent tears. Kyuhyun rubbed Hyukjae’s back gently, pulling him closer to his body and leaning closer to kiss Hyukjae’s forehead and temple lovingly.

Soft sobs could be heard and Kyuhyun sighed deeply. “Siwon left some pills for you Hyuk… I think it would be good if you take them…”

Hyukjae closed his eyes, feeling exhausted by crying but not wanting to think about it anymore because the tears would come back. Hyukjae nuzzled his face against Kyuhyun’s chest and nodded. Yes, calming pills would be good because he needed to be fine for his baby. He couldn’t let his emotions cloud his mind. His father would have liked for him to take care of the new human being forming inside him.

Kyuhyun stood up and Hyukjae followed him up as well, even against Kyuhyun’s protests. At the end, Kyuhyun dragged Hyukjae to the table, holding his hand gently as he went to get some water from the kitchen.

Hyukjae sighed as he looked at the pill and the glass of water in front of him and he looked up at Kyuhyun who was standing by his side, leaning down to kiss his lips gently and whispering a soft ‘I love you’.

“Kyu…,” Hyukjae called smiling weakly. “Would you mind taking out some pictures from my room? I think they’re in my closet…,” he said, biting his lip slowly.

Kyuhyun smiled softly and nodded slowly. “Take the pill Hyuk, I prepared some clothes to get going after,” he announced kissing Hyukjae’s forehead before heading to Hyukjae’s lately unused bedroom.

Hyukjae looked back at the pill and took it in between his fingers, sighing softly before swallowing and drinking some water later. He blinked several times as he tried to fight back the tears and he looked at an envelope in the table, frowning softly before taking it and opening it, wishing it would distract his mind slightly.

Hyukjae opened his eyes widely as he started reading the papers and he gasped. He knew. Kyuhyun knew what would happen and yet he didn’t tell him. Kyuhyun knew and even participated and he didn’t trust him enough to tell him, about his own father. “He knew…,” he whispered with trembling hands, not minding the new tears sliding down his eyes. “He knew…,” he whispered again before throwing the papers back to the table and running out from the house.

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A/N: Angsty + mpreg requested fic~

I'm so sorry I took too long to update guys... I promise you I'm trying my best!

Also~ my original plot is starting now so I'm excited about this! sdfhjkl

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