Chapter 3

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"Hyunjin?"

"Hey mum..."

"Oh sweetie... come here I missed you so much."

Hyunjin's mum whiped his tears and engulfed him in the sweetest hug he had ever received.
He had missed this... the motherly love, his mum, his home.
Lately he felt as if there was nothing to call home, nowhere to belong to, he had surely forgot his mum.

He felt nostalgic. He had lost so much time trying to be better, do better, gain more fans, lose weight, gain muscles that he forgot his family, his mum.
Watching her now he wished he had sacrificed more of his time to their relationship. Her new-ish image reminded him of his younger teenage sick self.

"Oh mommy... y-your hair-"

"I know... it's okay baby... I will fight through this, just like how you did so many times!"

"Mum... we should go to Seoul... there are better hospitals there- or abroad- I heard about a new treatment-"

"Baby... I want to live a normal life, I prefer to die than be a part of an experiment."

"But- I don't want to lose you."

"I know, neither do I want to leave you behind, but if that happens, then remember I'll always be in here." His mother pointed to his chest in the area of his heart

"Now tell me what's wrong?"

And so Hyunjin began explaining.

...

"Chan Hyung!"

"What’s the matter Jeongin?"

"He- Hyunjin-"

"What I.N.? Is he not ready yet? It's no surprise-" Minho mockingly said

"N-no he's... gone."

"Oh he left already-"

"No! You don't get it. He is gone. He left. His things are gone, his clothes, his- everything. It is as if no one ever stayed in there."

...

"Mum, come on I'll drive you to the hospital and I'll wait for you till the end your treatment. "

"No there's no need baby, I can do it."
"Mum, please let me help you. Dad would-"

"Okay okay, let's go."

...

"He- what?"

"You heard me Chan, he is on a hiatus till we find proof. This is for your own shake we can't have someone-"

"But Hyunjin could never-"

"You don't know that! It doesn't matter anymore, your boss decided that, it can't be changed. Now please inform the others and start practicing, thank you."

"Yes, manager."

...

"Shhh... it's okay mum, you tried your best... shhh... it's okay... you've done so good."

"I- I got sick on you-"

"It's fine mum... I'll wash them up, what matters is you feeling better. Let me help you, let's go to sleep. I'll try to find a job so that I won't need to spent the money you have saved."

"No, baby! You must rest."

"I will mum, when I know you'll be okay."

...

"He... he will be back right?"

"I don't know Innie... I really don't know this time."

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