Chapter Sixteen

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Minseok adjusted Jongdae's tie, making sure it looked perfect.

"Itll be okay." Minseok reassured and Jongdae nodded.

"We should get going then." Jongdae said, grabbing Minseok's hand and bringing them out to the car.

As they drove down the street, a car suddenly smashed into the drivers side while running a red light.

The car spun out of the interection, flipping once over.

Jongdae's heart stopped.

He couldnt breathe.

He looked to Minseok, both of them hanging upside down, being held in my the seat belt.

Minseok was unconscious.

Jongdae couldnt help but cry.

Why was he cursed with such a hard life?

The police sirens were heard almost immediately.

Jongdae couldnt move to check if Minseok was alive.

He was balling and thats all he could do.

He was suddenly yanked out of the car and laid on a stretcher.

He had fractured ribs and a broken arm.

They put Minseok on a stretcher too. He was still unconcious. They put a mask on him that would pump oxygen into his system.

Jongdae was panicking, scared of what would happen to Minseok.

He was all he had left.

When they arrived at the hospital, Minseok was rushed to the operating room.

"Whats wrong? Is he okay?!" Jongdae questioned eagerly.

"Shhh. Just keep quiet." They said, rolling Jongdae to a secluded room.

They refilled the IV bags and he laid in bed, impatient to hear about Minseok.

After a few hours, a kind hearted nurse wearing pink scrubs entered.

"How is he?!" He immediately asked.

She took a deeo breath and looked down.

"Im sorry..... Minseok passed away in surgery. He told us that he wanted his last words to be about how much he loves you. Jongdae... he loves you very much. He told us about when you met in high school. He told us about the secret room on the third floor. He told us about how he was married but he made exceptions for you. He passed in the middle of saying he'd do anything to see you again. Im really sorry." 

Jongdae coukdnt believe it. He was gone.

His facial expression was blank. He had no emotion. All he had was emptiness.

He siddenly burst into tears with no warning. It didnt even start out subtle. It was immediately messy.

The nurse rushed over to him as he ripped out his IV and ran down the corridors to Minseok.

He didnt believe her. He couldnt be gone just like Yixing and Jongin.

He burst through the door, knees instantly wobbling as he saw Minseok's lifeless body laying in the bed.

His face was already pale.

He held back more tears as he approached the bed.

He grabbed the boys hand, holding it tightly while it was still warm.

This only made him cry more that he was gone but warm.

He kneeled by his bed, squeezing his hand.

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