[ CHAPTER 7 ]             I'm selfish, I'm impatient              I might be insecure,         But you put up for all of that             You're the different kind, The odd boy who was my contrast,  The polar boy, who stole my heart,                       The boy,    Who is never gonna give it back

< • ∞ ∞ ∞ • >                     Sehun doesn't want to come here. It makes him puke. He wants to vomit.      The smell of attached IVs invade his nostrils and he puts the mask up while toying on the center of his sunglasses.      "Sehun, here." Chen proceeds on walking into the first door on the right, a small paper that the receptionist gave crushes in his hands like dust as Chanyeol knocks loud on the hard wood, his bangs echoes throughout the busy hallway.      "Oh, I believe you are Mr. Park?" The male nurse beams at him while carrying vital stats on one hand, ushering them to the doctor.     Sehun's prayer was answered when the doctor stood 6 inches under him, looks like a man in his 50's.     Perfect. He won't know EXO.      The doctor flashes his gummy smile and warmingly lets them in the wing, asking Chanyeol on what seems to be the problem.     "What did Mr. Oh experience when you got here?"    "Umm. Doctor, can you check his lungs?? I think that's where he's feeling pain."    "Okay I will. They call me Mr. Yang. But you could just call me "Doc" for short." He smiles this warm one again and puts his round spectacles on as the stethoscope that hangs on his neck, was slowly averted into the curve of his fingers,  telling Sehun to come with him into the examination room, the male nurse tailing behind.     Chen and Chanyeol had to wait an hour and a half at the lobby for their names to be called.      They were lost for about a minute while the nurse comes out of the room, shouting an enthusiastic "MR. PARK!!".     Chen jumps on his seat and lands on one foot. Which aches badly right after, and Chanyeol just chokes on the soda he's drinking after it gets stuck on his throat.      "Doc wants to see you. Thank heavens for advanced technology we were about to get the results sharp!!"      Chanyeol thinks its good news and he enters the room with Chen, and is met with the doctor's furrowed eyebrows, as he blows and wipes the lenses on his spectacles while checking the results again.     Sehun just sits on the cramped chair, head down as he waits for an answer.      The doctor shakes his head, slowly and it pulls a threat on the strings of both Chanyeol and Chen's heart.      "W-what's the case D-doc?" Chen asks, balling his fists a little too tight but Chanyeol was squeezing his harder, the bones of his punchers were turning a little pale.        "Pulmonary Ebolism."        "Huh? Pulmonary Ebolism?? Can it get worse than that!?"     The doctor was taken aback by Chanyeol's booming voice and he silently sighs, bringing the center of his spectacles up for a better view of the results.      "So basically, his disease is a little complicated. A blood vessel was blocked on the veins of his lungs that's why he hyperventilates often and coughs up external blood that goes on his heart. If this gets a lot more critical, the vein might pop and he'll die by loosing conciousness as the pulse will discontinue beating straightaway."      "All we could do now is to give him prescriptions so that the coughing won't get worse."     "B-but it.. I-it can lead to Massive Pulmonary Ebolism, right?? Or even  Ruptured Aneurysm??" Chen asks, obviously aware of the pros and cons related to the disease, thanks to his uncle who was a well-known doctor.     "Yes. That's why I need the two of you to monitor Mr. Oh's health at all times. You need to make sure he takes the medicines that we give and he might also need to gain some weight."     "Bu-"     "You're all idols right? That song Growl was even popular here in Jeju. Don't worry because I won't tell anyone. Just make sure that he doesn't tire himself or do strenuous activities for now."     .     "Sehuna, we, we have a photo shoot later...maybe I can just tell Jongin and-"     "It's okay hyung, I-I'll back out." Sehun smiles short but Chanyeol knows that it's forced and he's a little dissapointed.     'Sehunnie... I'm worried.'      "I'll be okay... Just go bother with the medicines.. I'll go back to the car fir-"      Sehun doesn't complete the sentence he's saying because a snivel comes out from his mouth gasping midway as he runs towards the car, but he hears a call and it was his name.     He wipes his tears with the hem of his grey shirt and shuts the car door as he thinks of ways to get it out of his head.      'I- I can't die. No.. I can't die now.'      Sitting at the back, he brings his knee caps closer and hugs his ankles, oscillating his body back and forth as he bawls loud and looses himself at the back seat, frail hands clutching on the roots of his brown hair as he yelled.     "IM GOING TO BE DEAD!!! I DONT WANT TO DIE!!! AAAHHHH!!!"     He shouts, he wailed, he screamed his brains out, no melody was made inside the sound proof fiat. Only Sehun's cracked voice was heard, only Sehun's tears were witnessed.     That is until Chanyeol's pants welcomed his ears and the car door shuts close with the rapper hugging  Sehun tight on the back seat. Chen is nowhere to be seen because he was busy with the doctor's advices.     "Calm down. Calm down baby, please." Chanyeol was already crying as he tried keeping Sehun's hands away from clutching heavily on his hair as more tears came crashing on Sehun's ducts.      "NO!! NO!! I'M GOING TO DIE!!!! IM GOING TO BE DEA-"     Chanyeol kissed him.      He kisses Sehun like it was the last thing he would do because the younger can't keep his mouth shut from telling himself that he's dying and Chanyeol has a lot of faith. And he won't. Sehun won't die.      He pushes in deeper until Sehun's skull collides on the hard window pane and they break apart as Sehun screams loud, piercing Chanyeol's ears while clutching on his brown hair.      "Sehun please.... Please you can get through this. I'll be with you okay?? Papa will be with you. Shhh." He forces Sehun to look at him.     They knew that they look wrecked and completely ruined but Chanyeol forces Sehun to face him and says.     "You. Are. Not. Going. To. Die. Oh. Sehun. STOP BEING SO PARANOID." For once Chanyeol wasn't being his natural optimistic self because he sees Sehun's state for now. And he might've lost hope.     "Noo. Nooo.. I don't want to die. Help me.. Please.. Anyone...help..." Chanyeol's heart shatters because Sehun is rendered helpess and vulnerable right before his own corneas as his tear ducts shed crystals once more.     He pulled Sehun for an embrace, being so careful that he may leave a scratch on Sehun's flawless skin because he's precious.      "No... noo.." Sehun still doesn't stop the mumbling.     Chanyeol's is treating him like he's porcelain. That fragile, breakable ornament. He lightly cascades his hand on Sehun's brunette hair humming a song as he did so, attempting to die down the sobs that came from both of their mouths.     The humming is cracked but Chanyeol makes it through the first line as moves his body to and fro, taking Sehun with him.     "Mm..na na na na..." He hears nothing but puffed out breaths coming in shallow tenors as Sehun drifts off in his arms, the grip on Chanyeol locks tight as Chen emerges from the hospital wing.     "Fell asleep?" Chen asks with a little smile.     "Yeah, he's been through enough. He needs some rest." Chanyeol said, patting Sehun's chubby cheek gently but stops as the younger stirs only to latch his head further into Chanyeol's neck and it tickles, but the rapper just laughs.      "Chen Hyung, drive slow, ne?" Chanyeol says and almost lets out a howl because for once, Chen drives gradually and didn't receive a ticket. It soothes Sehun on Chanyeol's arms as he holds on tight, fingers grazing over the rapper's toned biceps while he lets out a whine because.     "Papa... Stop moving.."     "I'm sorry baby....sleep okay?? I love you." Chanyeol kisses Sehun's fluffy hair and pulls the younger up to properly settle on his intersected calves. He settles his head on the window as he concludes that Sehun is now comfortable sitting in his soft lap while the brown of his hair was delving on the curve of Chanyeol's nape.     "Mmhm."      Chen smiles at the scene while maneuvering for a left turn to the town square, his eyes taking swift ganders over the rear view mirror because the tableau is heart warmingly sweet.      He can see that Chanyeol loves the kid so much. Starting from all of those careful he abrades on the younger's hair.      To his deep whispers of hope that vibrates in the whole cube of the car, and into the trapped air around them as it echoes soft upon Chanyeol.      Up unto his bold voice that was even lulling Chen to sleep as he sang a berceuse song, and that made the vocalist almost drop an eyelid because it's too laggard, but the tone, the tone is beautifully dreamy.      Chanyeol seems like the one that cares so much. And Chen speeds up when he sees the hotel resort 10 blocks away.     The vocalist thinks on why Sehun didn't fall for Chanyeol instead.     'Because it isn't easy to fall for someone whom you didn't even give your heart to in the first place.'    • • • • •   Chen goes into a leisure stop and thank the heavens because the car didn't go overdrive.     Chanyeol shakes his shoulders sluggardly and Sehun was half asleep, still not letting go of Chanyeol. The grip is to tight and Jongdae sees the rapper struggling because he's on the sport for pulling this comical face.      Yeah. Chanyeol definitely needs help.     "Sehunnie... We're here." Chen says in the most honey intoxicated voice he could muster and reaches into the back to pat Sehun's head, but stops as the younger lets out a deeper octave growl.      He retrieves his hand shakily and Chanyeol laughs hard, his Adam's apple sending vibrations to Sehun's skull.      "Baby... Wake up.. Want me to take you??" Chanyeol smiles softly as he on Sehun's hair.     'You wouldn't dare Chanyeol.' Chen shakes his head fast and flops his arms into the air, indicating a 'NOOOO!! You can't carry him!!! He's heavy as !'      Chanyeol just smiles because he knows Chen well. Sehun nods slow and it sends feathered tickles on Chanyeol's chin.     "Okay then, hold on to papa, I'll carry you." Chen feels that something bad is about to happen and he was right because he sees Chanyeol mouthing 'lets take turns'  to him and he turns a lot more paler than usual.      Chanyeol nudges the door and it opens fast, going out first while pulling his body downwards, back facing a hagard Sehun.     "Climb up." Chanyeol says sweet with a grin and Sehun yawns a little stretching his arms wide, until he latches them on the front of Chanyeol's cervix, legs encircled in front of Chanyeol's waist.      "Ah.. I miss having piggybacks." The maknae sighs deep as he rests his f