On a really nice December day, Chanyeol finally escaped from work and got into his car. Starting the engine and getting out from his spot really fast, he entered the road that lead to his boyfriend’s house. Kris just came back from Canada and Chanyeol was excited to see him, that day was their anniversary, so he drove faster than usual. The bad luck for the boy was that a motorcyclist appeared in front of his car suddenly. When he saw him, his foot pressed the break really fast, but the road was icy and the tires couldn’t been stopped. He gulped at the moment when he was able to see the motorcyclist’s face clearly.

Everything happened in a matter of seconds, he heard the bang then everything became black for the seconds his head hit the wheel. As Chanyeol looked up, he saw the broken window and widened his eyes, a massive fear exploding inside of him.

Chanyeol got out from the car really fast and widened his eyes when he saw the motorcyclist facing the asphalt, unconscious, with scratches on his pale face, blood making his way out of his mouth. The helmet from his head was on the other side of the road. It drove Chanyeol crazy, he started trembling and yelled at the people who was already gathered around to call the ambulance immediately. 

“Oh God what have I done…” he kneeled in from of the motorcyclist and grabbed his hand to check his pulse. He wasn’t dead. “PLEASE CALL THE AMBULANCE FASTER!!” Chanyeol yelled as a policeman approached him and asked him to get back. 
His head tilted as he grabbed the other’s hand in his, feeling like a bound was created several minutes earlier. 

”Do you know him? Is he a relative of yours or a friend?” the policeman asked taking notes and asking people to back away.
 

“N-no… He just appeared in my face and I couldn’t do anything…” he mumbled.
As the ambulance approached it made the minutes feel like hours for Chanyeol. The most painful 4 minutes of his life. Chanyeol hardly let go of the motorcyclist’s hand when the paramedics came and secured the other’s neck as well as his, and took him on the ambulance.

“I want to go too. Please” he begged, “I’m going to give declarations on the hospital. Please!”
But it seemed that the paramedics weren’t hearing him. The policeman and one of the paramedics who agreed to stay at the place to treat Chanyeol came to him and took him away.

 “Mister, you have to answer some questions.”

Chanyeol seemed to be into his world looking at the motorcyclist from the ambulance, how they put an IV on his hand and started pumping a transparent liquid trough the IV. As the door closed and the ambulance left his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to be there, by his side. “It was green for me, he appeared from that road and my breaks couldn’t do anything because the road is icy.” He said rapidly showing them the exact way he came from and the one the motorcyclist did.

He had to stay there for almost 45 minutes until the policeman interrogated the witnesses. It was hard, Chanyeol’s nerves were about to break if he wasn’t released and allowed to go to that hospital. 

The policeman came to him and have him a paper with his fine. It was a relief for him when the man told him that he’s not guilty and that he can go to the hospital. 

“Please, let’s go” he asked the paramedic who was always asking him if he’s fine and where it hurts, receiving nothing back. 

The paramedic took another ambulance and started driving really fast as Chanyeol yelled at him to move faster. He felt his heart pumping the blood faster through his veins. And it burned. Other 4 minutes of hell for him. The hospital seemed to be in other town not just some kilometers away.

Chanyeol got out of the car when they arrived and rushed into the building, going to the first nurse who appeared in his eyesight. “Where is the motorcyclist who got hit by the car?!” he asked inpatient.

“Who are you, sir? Why do you want to know information about him” she asked making Chanyeol roll his eyes. 

“I am the driver who hit him! Please tell me where he is and stop asking stupid questions!” he raised his voice at the short female finally getting an answer.

The motorcyclist was on the intensive charge unit, which made Chanyeol’s fear to grow more and more inside of his heart. A doctor got out of that room when he got there.

“How is he? Is he fine? Will he be good?” Chanyeol asked anxious.

“We don’t know anything at the moment. His body is fine, we are running him a EKG at this moment to see if his brain functions were damaged or not.”

Chanyeol nodded and looked at the doctor with pain in his eyes, “Can I… see him? When you take him to a room? …Please?” he asked his voice trembling.

“If you are not a relative I can’t let you in.” the doctor said turning his back at Chanyeol, “You should just go home and rest.”

But going back home was the last thing he wanted, his heart was beating really fast. However he decided to stay there until further notice.

Lost in his thoughts, Chanyeol didn’t even hear the insistent calls on his phone until a nurse came to him and asked him to close his phone or to answer it because it was noisy and they couldn’t do their work. Chanyeol tilted his head and put his hand over the pocket feeling the phone vibrating. He bowed his head and took the phone out looking at the screen. “Kris ” he sighed and answered.
 

“Where are you?” his boyfriend asked, making Chanyeol look down and close his eyes.

“I… had a car accident..” Chanyeol’s voice was trembling like he was about to cry.

“What?! Where are you?!” Kris yelled.

“At the hospital… I have no idea what hospital. Locate me with your gps...” he said closing the phone.

Chanyeol put his face on his hands thinking about what he did, and he couldn’t get the motorcyclist’s face out of his head. It was so beautiful, and beside the fear there was another feeling, a warm one and he couldn’t understand himself. 
 

***
 

Kris tracked Chanyeol’s location with his phone and went straight to the hospital, finding the boy sitting on a chair, with his hands covering his face. Kris furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed the other by the arm starting yelling at him, “Why the hell you haven’t told me you are ok?! I was worried!” 

“Please… don’t yell… You’ll disturb the nurses and patients..” Chanyeol tried to say, yelping at Kris’s hand who was gripping his arm really hard.

“Let’s go home and talk there. Now” he started pulling the boy who tried to make his hand let go.

“I’m not going home! I don’t want to leave.” he said whining.

“What?! We go home now!” Kris grabbed him harder, jerking him.

“Stop doing that it hurts!” Chanyeol yelled and slapped Kris looking at him with tears in his eyes.

For a moment, Kris was shocked, Chanyeol never dare to yell back or to hit him. “Why do you want to stay here? You are fine. You have nothing to do here. Let’s go home.” Kris calmed down a little and gently took the other’s hand in his.

“Let me stay here… I will come to your place when I feel like doing it, okay?” Chanyeol said taking his hand back.

“Okay, fine. Call me if you need something” and he left.
 

***
 

After an hour the same policeman from before, came in with an elder woman, a man who seemed to be her husband and two kids that seemed to be the same age as him, or older. They came straight to Chanyeol who get up from his chair noticing the similarities from those people and the motorcyclist. They were his family.

“He was the driver.” the policeman said pointing to Chanyeol.

“Why have you done this you bastard!” the woman yelled and hit Chanyeol’s face with the back of her hand scratching his skin with the diamond from her ring.

Chanyeol looked down biting his lip as the policeman started explaining that it was just and accident and that her son was the one who crossed the red light, not the driver. But, as a parent, he couldn’t believe that her well raised young son could provoke such an accident.

“It’s not true. This guy is the one who almost killed my son!” she yelled.

“Mom calm down! You know Baekhyun left the house really annoyed and upset because of you.

So if the policeman says it was his fault, then it is like he says. He’s paid to get the truth to surface. Which means he interrogated witnesses and this guy too.” the girl said putting her mom’s hand down from pointing to Chanyeol. “Stop pointing at him because all you do is to get the blame at you. Because even if one finger is pointed at him the rest four are pointed at you.” she continued rolling his eyes. “And you know it’s just your fault because you keep treating him like a child.” 

The woman was shocked, as well her other son, the policeman and Chanyeol. But not his dad, who came to Chanyeol and dabbed his cheek with his handkerchief, wiping the blood away. “We know it’s not your fault, son. Please go home and rest.”

Chanyeol tilted his head starting to cry, tears starting to roll on his cheeks, “I will stay here. Please allow me to stay and see him mister. Please..” he begged putting his hand on the other’s shoulder.

The man nodded and look over at Chanyeol’s shoulder seeing the doctor coming out from the room. 

“Are you Byun Baekhyun’s family?” the doctor asked.

“Yes. I’m his father. How is he? Can we see him?”

“We stabilized him, but he have to stay some hours in the ICU. At this moment he’s in a coma. We don’t know if he will woke up now, tomorrow, next week, next month or next year. His head was injured and we can’t say if there will be permanent or temporary damage over his body functions. We just have to wait until he will wake up.”

Chanyeol fell on a chair, his face showing a extremely painful expression. It seemed like he felt more pain than Baekhyun’s mother who’s face was blank but maybe that was the way she expressed her feelings.

***
 

During those hours the doctor came in and out of the intensive care unit without saying a word. The elder girl and his father were trying to make Chanyeol come into his place, making him talk, asking different questions and assuring him that everything will be fine.
Those two seemed so nice, Chanyeol was really touched, he felt they were like his family he lost years ago in a car accident.

“It’s not that I’m feeling guilty. I’m just afraid. My family died in the same kind of an accident and I wasn’t able to be with them. And I feel there is something that bounds me with your son, I wish you would understand and allow me stay with him whenever you need to go home or you have work. I won’t interfere. But just allow me to see him.” Chanyeol begged looking at Baekhyun’s father who nodded.

“You can stay with him whenever you want, but not when his mom is here. She is really harsh and I don’t think she likes you too much.”

Chanyeol nodded being happy that he will able to stay there. 

The doors opened and Chanyeol could see clearly the motorcyclist’s face. All scratched. His head was wrapped in bandage and all kind of wires connected him to medical equipment. Chanyeol reached out Baekhyun’s hand and softly touched it, feeling vibrations coming all over his body.
Baekhyun was taken away to his new room letting behind a confuse Chanyeol.

“Who will enter to see him?” the doctor asked after coming back.

“Chanyeol.” Baekhyun’s father said pointing at him, waking him up from his trance.
When he realized that they allowed him to be the first one to see him Chanyeol thanked to them bowing 90 degrees and then going to the room.

When he saw the motorcyclist lying there, unconscious, with all that equipment beeping and monitoring him, Chanyeol felt his heart fluttering. He took a chair and put it next to the bed sitting on it.

“Um… hi. Maybe it’s strange for you to hear other voice than familiar ones, but your really nice father let me in first. I just have 4 minutes to stay here so I just want to tell you that I’m Chanyeol and I am the driver who had the accident with you. From the minute I saw your face I felt like something bounded us together and I couldn’t leave you. So that’s why I am here.” Chanyeol said not knowing if he’s heard or not and took the other’s hand into his.
 

***
 

The days passed one by one, and the weeks turned into months. Chanyeol completely forgot to go to Kris’s apartment or to answer his calls and messages. Until one day when he finally noticed all the calls and answered.

“Oh finally… Chanyeol, where are you and why you haven’t answered my phone calls and messages?” Kris asked obviously annoyed.

“I’m at the hospital, I couldn’t leave. I’m sorry.”

“And when do you plan to return?” 

“Well… I’m not leaving until Baekhyun wakes up.” Chanyeol said softly.

“If you don’t come tonight our relationship will be over.” Kris had to say something like that to make Chanyeol come back. Because he couldn’t convince him in any other way.

“It’s fine. Thank you for everything you did to me. A lifetime won’t be enough for me to show you how grateful I am. I can’t leave, I’m sorry…” Chanyeol mumbled.

“If that’s your decision, okay. Call me if you need something.” Kris said hanging up.

A two years relationship ending because Chanyeol didn’t want to leave the hospital. It was the stupid decision, and for every stupid decision there’s a consequence. Kris gripped tighter on the other’s arm making him doing the same to his wrists.

Their relationship started exactly two years ago on the same day, when Chanyeol’s situation was more deprived than ever: he was living by himself, barely being able to eat a bowl of rice at every two days, working but not getting any good payment because of his weak health which never let him work more and making him collapse twice a day.
But then Kris appeared and started taking care of him. Giving him food, warmth and a home.
Chanyeol never forget that and he will be forever grateful to Kris. But now, he needed to stay in that hospital. 

***
 

Chanyeol was next to the unconscious Baekhyun everyday now since his parents left on a business trip. Everyday, Chanyeol came with food for both of them, even if Baekhyun couldn’t eat it. He was talking to him until his throat was all dried up, telling him stories, jokes and spooky superstitions about grass, cats and rings.

However, one day, Chanyeol had to go to his aunt house, where all his clothes were, to take some new ones and let the used one there for his aunt to wash them. When he got back, Baekhyun’s sister was in front of Baekhyun’s room’s door looking extremely worried. Chanyeol got scared.

“Where do you keep your phone?” she asked “Baekhyun’s condition deteriorated after you left and they can’t stabilize him! My poor brother can die!!!” she yelled.

Chanyeol widened his eyes and entered the room getting between all the doctors that were there and grabbing Baekhyun’s hand. As a miracle for the doctors, the monitoring equipment calmed down, as well as Baekhyun’s breath. 

“I’m sorry… I told you I had to go and change those clothes. Don’t be mad at me, okay?” he said kissing his hand and holding it to his chest.

The doctors were amazed, but Baekhyun’s mother was shocked. She just came back from the trip and wanted to see her son. “You… How could you do that? Do you have special powers?” she asked coming to him, seeming less scary than before.

“A-ah no… since I’m staying here with him every day and night and talk to him.. I think he get used with me… I’m sorry I haven’t listened to you.”

“It’s fine. Now that I saw this.. I hate saying it, but.. you can stay with him.” she said nodding and patting Chanyeol’s back.
 

***
 

On the night, everyone left but Chanyeol, who already got used with sleeping in that chair. 
“Baekkie… I think it’s time for you to wake up already. Please do so fast fast, okay? I really want to hear your voice and to see your eyes wide open. I know this is crazy, but I feel like I know you forever. Do you think it’s our destiny to be together?” Chanyeol asked and smiled at him leaning to give the good night kiss on the forehead to Baekhyun. “Wake up faster, okay? Let’s see the trees blossom together, Baekkie.” 

As usual, Chanyeol fell asleep with his head on the bed holding Baekhyun’s hand. It was warm and he loved it. 

However, on the morning he couldn’t feel Baekhyun’s hand in his and snapped his eyes open getting scared that they took him away. But those pretty and long fingers were lying on his head.

His heart bumped and looked at the other.

“B-Baekkie..? You moved?” Chanyeol asked getting up and looking carefully at him, “Baekkie?” he asked leaning closer.

His eyes got straight to Baekhyun’s lips and felt like a magnet was forcing him getting closer, until his lips pressed the other’s. When that happened, he felt Baekhyun’s hand responding to the tight hold Chanyeol gave him.

“Baekkie… you are awake..” Chanyeol said pulling from Baekhyun’s lips and looked into the boy’s eyes. He looked tired.

“I am… Chanyeol.” he said weakly making the other’s heart skip a beat.

“Y-you know my name” Chanyeol’s eyes widened, everything he said all those months, Baekhyun heard it. Every single word.

“I know… everything.” Baekhyun couldn’t talk too much, but his voice sounded like the finest music to Chanyeol.

“I’m going to call the doctors.” he said pressing the button who alerted the nurses and Baekhyun’s doctor.
 

***
 

After a week, Baekhyun was allowed to go out of the room with Chanyeol, to see the blossomed trees. Even if he wasn’t able to walk properly, and he should’ve undergo therapy, Baekhyun was insisting on going out with Chanyeol on the wheelchair. The doctors let them and they were able to see the trees blossoming that morning.

Chanyeol arranged the little blanket from Baekhyun’s legs and looked at him smiling, holding his hand tightly. Baekhyun leaned forward and their lips touched. It made the tall boy smile and close his eyes, putting his hand on the back of the brunette’s head, asking for entrance into his mouth. Baekhyun parted his lips allowing Chanyeol in to play with his tongue, his hand caressing Chanyeol’s neck. Their tongues played together, swirling one around the other, poking each other playfully and fighting over who to lead the kiss. After a while they broke the kiss gasping for air and smiling whit their cheeks turning pink. 

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” Chanyeol asked the other’s cheek.

“Aren’t I already your boyfriend?” Baekhyun giggled grabbing his nose playfully smiling brightly at him.

“I love you…” he said giving Baekhyun a tight hug, kissing his lips.
“Me too.” 

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