Oh My Baby!

OMB! 33

"Yeol..." Minseok bit his lips as he looked at his feet. "What happened? Tell me!" Chanyeol roared at the two doctors who looked at each other. 

"He had suffered a concussion and a massive blood loss and the bullet had missed his heart by a few centimetres," Minyoung hearing that was close to passing out.

"We had to put him under general anaesthesia and he's slowly stabilizing," said Kyungsoo and the raven head smiled, "That's good then. When will he wake up?"

Chanyeol was too happy to see the 'but' in the sentence but the others were well aware. Yifan took a breath and stepped beside his friend, "But?"

"He's in a temporary coma."

"He'll wake up soon. I trust my Baekhyunie." Chanyeol smiled but everyone at a glance knew it was fake and forced. Yes, he was glad that Baekhyun was doing alright but he did not want to hear about their baby despite his strong urge to. Call it a father's instinct, but the raven head knew the doctors did not have good news about their little Marshmallow.

Minyoung clenched her fists as she decided to ask the question everyone had been dreading, "What about the baby?"

At the question, both the doctors visibly paled, "Mrs. Park," Minseok began as Sehun and Jaehwan held her shoulders, "The baby's heartbeat is slow and unstable. There was almost no movement either. If Baekhyun doesn't wake up soon, the baby would die." 

Minyoung sobbed as Sehun shushed her while Chanyeol remained frozen, "Yeol, are you okay?" Yifan asked his friend who ignored the question and turned to Minseok. 

"Is there no way you can help the baby?" 

"There is," everyone's ear perked up at that, "But that could risk Baekhyun."

"Don't then. Don't do anything."

"But the ba--" Chanyeol glared at Minseok, "Baekhyun is more important to me."

Everything rested in Baekhyun's hands now and everyone could only pray to the heavens above for a miracle. 

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While Yifan patted his friend's back, everyone's eyes focused on the person behind him with a child sleeping in his arms. 

"He's the guy who caught Minhyeok. Since he helped us, I assumed he was your friend and told him where we were," said Yixing while Sehun and Jongin stared at him frozen. 

"Yifan," the dancer called and the elder nodded his head, "What?" He turned his head as Jongin pointed his finger and felt his legs become jelly, "Tao..."

"I think we need to talk," said Zitao while Yifan could not move his eyes from the little sleeping boy who had his plushie clutched tightly in his grip. "I can take him while you guys talk," Jongin volunteered and the Chinese man nodded before passing his son to the other's arms. 

Zitao looked at Yifan before walking over to the elevator. Sehun shook his head before pushing his frozen friend behind him to the elevator. It was too silent, that the two even held their breath as they looked at everything but each other. 

When they finally got to the roof, the two looked at the ground waiting for the other to start the conversation. It was extremely awkward, the two only wished for the ground to swallow them up as they stood there facing the busy street under them. 

"Have you been well?" Yifan initiated not wanting the other to feel more awkward than it already was. Zitao only hummed at that, "What about you?"

Yifan smiled a little, "Could be better." Again the silence surrounded them and the elder cleared his throat, "Thank you," the shorter one looked at him, "For helping us catch Minhyeok."