A/N: (miyocca) Hello everybody, so sorry for the "long" wait >_ < we were busy with school and everything... T.T 

But we are here now, ready to show you a new, wonderful chappie! :P I was extremely happy when I saw that this story has 80 subbers *-* I'm a newbie in writing fanfictions in English so that is my most succesful fanfic and I ♥ it. The thing that I make it with Katakatica makes the whole thing better *-* Okay, about the chapter: ummm... I'm not satisfied with "my" POV. Jongie is too... dramatic xD And the whole POV screamed 'ohmygosh, it's too cheesy!' Please forgive me but I think it's cute when Jongie thinks that 'angel' things about Kibummie :/ ♥ 

Anway, I listened Jonghyun's song: So Goodbye while I wrote it, feel free to listen it too, I don't say it fits perfectly with this chappie, just... it's good to listen Jongie's amazing voice :P 

I hope you will enjoy this chappie and please comment a lot, the comments make us feel special and loved ^^

Katakatica: Hi guys :D It's not cheesy but sweet *rolls her eyes* I know cause I've read it already :P I don't really know what to say, so as miyocca said comment and sub please, cause yeah... they really make us feel loved *close to sleep*

Jonghyun's POV

I ran as fast as I could but when I heard his heartbreaking, painful scream, I knew I was late. !

I cursed myself for being careless for a moment.

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I tried to be gentle, I held his tiny frame in my arms as if I embraced a fragile angel. I was desperate and nervous like hell when he let out a quiet whimper.

I started to walk in the direction of the orphanage (at least I thought), taking my steps delicately to reduce the pain for him. It seemed to work, because his eyes fluttered close and his breathing was steady. I almost started to calm down but then I felt his warm blood on my skin. There was a small cut on his angelic face and many bruises on his arms and legs, but it didn't stop me from thinking he was the most beautiful creature I've ever seen.

' I'm sorry...' I mumbled, my voice choked because of the guilt that burned in my chest. ' I'm sorry for not arriving sooner. I had to take care of my motor. I'm sorry, Kibum...'

He slowly opened his eyes and I just wanted to cry and embrace him forever as I saw the resignation in them.

' It's not your fault. D-destiny is destiny.'

I almost said 'But I could have prevented it from happening if...' but I rather remained silent. He seemed exhausted and I didn't want to bother him with my stupid 'what if' thoughts. What's done is done. My task was to ease his pain and heal him. Heal his wounds and his soul too.

His body suddenly flinched and he raised his hand to his chest, gripping the thin material of his dirty hoodie.

' J-jong...' His whole face screamed panic and his breaths came out shortly, forcedly.

'What's wrong? Kibum, what happened?' I stopped, tightening my gentle grip on his shaking body.

' I c-can't breath... it's ha-hard...' He coughed and I didn't think once about what I should do.

My lips quickly found his soft ones, blowing the lifesaving air into them and I felt relieved as he breathed on his own after some minutes.

I didn't know what was the problem. Maybe his ribs were broken and they made the breathing harder?

' T-thanks.' His voice became alarmingly weak and he slowly closed his eyes. 'I'm sleepy... very, very sleepy...'

' Oi, Kibum! Please don't sleep now, what if you'll have another attack?'

' I can't help, I can't keep my eyes open... tiring...'

Before I could have done anything, he lost his consciousness. !

' What should I do? What should I do? Jonghyun, think! I absolutely don't know where is that damn orphanage...' I didn't realize that I said it out loud. ' Our home is near. Surely Onew is at home, he will know what to do.'

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'Holy chickens above us, Jonghyun, what happened?' His eyes widened after he let us in the house (because I couldn't use my keys nor the doorknob. My arms were full of Kibum.).

'Long story, he is Kibum and I realized today that he's my classmate. Some jerk beat him up and he refused to go to the hospital so I brought him here. He lost his consciousness on the way and I tried everything but he didn't wake up!' I said rapidly with one breath while I laid Kibum's slim body on our big couch.

'He doesn't look too good to tell the truth.' Onew studied to be a doctor and I was very grateful for his choice. 'His pulse is weak, but steady. It seems some of his ribs broken and fractured, that's why he can't breath properly.' He sighed, caressing the boy's pale face. 'Why didn't you call the ambulance?'

' He said that he wants to go back to the orphanage. And I don't know where is it, he lost his consciousness so the only possibility was to bring him here.'

'We should call a real doctor or something, when he wakes up, his rib injuries seem serious, he got a big kick.'

' He looks so fragile. How could somebody hurt him?' I felt the angry tears gathering in my eyes and my hands clenched into fists. I wanted nothing but find the 'Gangsta' gang and beat the out of them.

'Life is not fair or merciful.' He patted my shoulder in a reassuring way.'Bring water and a towel, please. We should clean his wounds.'

I was sure that the waiting until he woke up was going to be hell for me.   

Kibum's P.O.V.