When his mother dies
You were sitting at the kitchen table, looking through some files from your patients. You were a doctor in a simple hospital but you were always very busy. It was 11 PM already and still you were writing things down like a crazy person. You were tired but you knew you couldn't stop before all your work was finished, otherwise your boss would kill you tomorrow. "I hate my life." You groaned as you firmly shut your eyes and rubbed your temples. Sometimes it was unbelieveble to read that people could come to the hospital for the most ridiculous things. After laying the so maniest file on the pile you let your eyes slip from left to right. At least now the part that you had done was already higher than the one you still had to do.
You snapped your head to the door when the doorbell rang. "Of any moment now?" You grumbled and pushed back your chair so you could free yourself from behind the table. In your pyjamas which hung loose around your body you walked over the grey floor to the white door. You looked through the little peephole, checking who had decided to bother you just now. You froze for a small moment, not that you disliked the company. It was Baekhyun, what wasn't very surprising, he came over all the time. You slowly removed the lock so a small click was heard and opened the door. "Baekhyun-ah?" You said in wonder. He always used to be so busy these times that he didn't came over anymore.
Your eyes widened when he lifted his head and you saw his tear strained cheeks. You bit your lip and pulled the door open a little more, giving him the chance to step inside, what he did. His feet dragged over the floor and his shoulders were hanging low. You pouted while closing the door behind you and following him into your house. He dropped himself on the sofa, pulling his legs up and wrapping his arms around it. You looked at the little ball in front of you, taking another step closer so you were shadowing his body with yours. "What's wrong?" You asked and his gaze slipped to your face. His mouth opened a little but his lips were trembling that much that he couldn't form any words.
He was on the edge of tears again and it was such a poor sight. You had seen Baekhyun upset before, he was your best friend, he always came to you to cry. But this was new, he had never been like this before. "Take your time, you can have all of mine." You explained while sitting down next to him, ignoring the work that was still waiting for you to be done. "________-ah..." He wheezed softly, lowering his head so it laid on your shoulder. You turned your body slightly so you could take a better hold of him before wrapping your arms around him. You were astonished when you felt how his whole body was shaking. His breath came over his lips incredibly fast as his cries increased.
You cupped the side of his face, which was lying on your chest right now, with your hand and stroked his cheek with your thumb. "Ssssshhhh, it's okay. Let it all out." You whispered in his ear and his sobs became even louder, crying his heart out while clinging onto your waist. Your top was getting all wet by his salty tears but you couldn't care less. You said some more soothing words while patting his back synchronous, trying to calm him down.
You rocked your bodies from left to right and heard how he tried to catch his breath. After that his crying stopped. His fingers were squeezing your top at the back as he started talking. "My mom died yesterday." You stiffened, not believing what he was saying. She had been so young and healthy, this was completely unexpected. You loosened your grip around him a little so you could look him in the eye. "I'm so sorry Baekie." You brushed the back of your hand over his cheek and he closed his eyes when you wiped the remaining tears away.
You both sat on the couch for a really long time. You leaned against the back of the couch while his head was on your chest. Your arm was over his shoulders as you played with his hair. You twisted his locks between your fingers and combed through it, messing it up in the process. He sighed and sat up straight before looking up at you. "Thanks _______-ah." You smiled at him. "Why don't you take a shower? I still have some of your clothes here, I washed them." You stood up and he walked behind you, you on your way to the bedroom to grab his clothes, he going to the bathroom. You came back with his stuff neatly folded in your arms and gave it to him. "You're the best." You nodded and he chuckled sadly.
"Just go!" You gave him a little push so he shuffled into the bathroom. "You can stay here as long as you want. As you can see I'm already showered so the hot water is all yours." He smiled and you closed the door behind him, not expecting to see him again in the following thirty minutes. You sauntered to the kitchen, prepearing two muggs of hot chocolate with marshmallows and grabbing his favorite snack. At least you could try to cheer him up. You made your way back to the living room and put the two muggs down on the small salon table. You sighed before returning again and grabbed all your files and piled them up. They were heavy but still you tried to carry them to your room.
Just then Baekhyun came out of the bathroom and you bumped into each other what caused that all your papers scattered over the floor. "Shit." You muttered and wanted to bend down to pick thim up. "Aaaww!" You and Baekhyun both whined at the same time when your heads knocked against each other. You looked up at his face which was just inches away from yours. "Jesus, how is your head this heard?" You said while rubbing the forming bumb. "Listen who sais that?" He said while imitating your movements. "I bet there's nothing inside of it." You teased while flickering his forehead and he grinned.
"I'm sure that there's more inside of mine than in yours." You both laughed and you looked down at the mess of papers underneath you. "Let's clean that tomorrow, our hot choco's are cooling off, then they are cold choco's and I don't like cold choco's." You explained and pulled him with you. He chuckled and felt a little better already. You setteled yourselves on the sofa again and he sighed in content. "What should I do without you?" He asked out loud again and you giggled. "I have no idea, do you?" He shook his head and you both laughed. He was so happy that you were still there for him to cheer him up every time. On you, he could always count.
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