Chanyeol carried Baekhyun to the hospital. The doctor gave Baekhyun a check-up and concluded that

Baekhyun had suffered from fatigue and symptoms of mental breakdown. " Let him rest and when he 

wakes up, you can bring him home. But remember to warn him not to overwork himself " the doctor says

and left the room. Chanyeol clutches Baekhyun's hand and place it near his cheeks and whispered

" Please be alright, I can't afford to lose you..I....I can't live without you anymore. " 

While waiting for Baekhyun to awake, Chanyeol suddenly remembered Baekhyun's hand phone that he

had picked up while carrying Baekhyun is with him. He took it out and as he was about to place it on the

side table, he accidentally pressed onto one of the button and the screen light up. The hand phone wasn't

on lock mode. Chanyeol notice a message on the screen and being curious, he took a look at it.

As he read, Chanyeol's body became stiffer and stiffer. Shocked by what he was reading before his own eyes,

he placed the phone down on his lap. " So what Baekhyun said was true, someone was coming to kill me and

that person is actually Baekhyun. " His heart pounding mad, his pupils widening and his hands trembled terribly.

He turn to look at Baekhyun. He thought about the days they spent together and nothing could make him believe

that this guy lying down there on the bed is the one to kill him.

If ever someone was to kill him, he would rather it be Baekhyun. He does not want to be killed by anybody else.

He would choose to die in Baekhyun's hands, Chanyeol thought in his mind as he took a deep breath. He

was prepared. Prepared to die.

  ***                ~ The reason we met ~               ***

A few hours later, Baekhyun opened his eyes and look at the unfamiliar ceiling. He then felt something was holding

onto his hand and he tilt his head to the side and saw that it was Chanyeol's hand. His head was facing down on

the bed. Baekhyun look at Chanyeol's hair for a moment and he raised his hand and ruffled lightly on Chanyeol's

hair as he tries not to wake him up. His fingers feeling the soft and light hair. The touch that made Baekhyun felt a

rush in adrenaline.

Trying to control himself, Baekhyun quickly retrieve his hand back. He hold his hands together while looking at it,

he will miss this touch so badly. He could feel the sorrow buliding up inside him, while he presses his lips together,

trying not to cry out. 

" Goodbye.. " Baekhyun whispered as he flip over the blanket to get out of bed. Baekhyun couldn't bear to kill Chanyeol.

To pull a knife and stab it into Chanyeol or to hold a gun and shoot a bullet at him... No.. nothing can make him kill

Chanyeol. He can't do it. He has decided. He will leave Chanyeol. Baekhyun twist the knob and open the door.

" So you're just gonna say Goodbye and just leave me?! " Chanyeol cried out as he stood up from his seat. Baekhyun

paused for a while before tilting his head slightly and reply " I'm sorry, but my presence will only give you only more hurt..

so just let me leave. " Baekhyun step out of the room and left, leaving Chanyeol standing in the room, staring at the opened

door with tears flowing down. Chanyeol is in despair. He doesn't know what to do. He feel so weak without Baekhyun,

as though as if something part of him is gone. He clutched his shirt with trembling hands as he feel a sharp pain in his heart..