The next few months were hell for Tae. He was crying the majority of the time.
His parents' friend let them stay at her house since they didn't have a home any more.
He visited Hoseok every day and his condition wasn't improving.
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Beep. Beep. Beep
The sound of his boyfriends life support machine was driving him fucking crazy. He hated the sound.
"Hyung please wake up soon, I bloody miss you."
No reply
Taehyung sighed as he lent back into his chair and started crying again. 'It's all my fault'
Heard the sound of a door opening and slowly looked up, eyes meeting the doctor's
"Um Mr Kim? Kim Taehyung?"
"Yeah that's, that's me."
"Well uh I don't know how to tell you this but Mr Jung Hoseok has been in a coma for a long time and if he doesn't wake up within the next 3 days, then I'm afraid we are going to have to let him go."
Tae felt like he had got punched in the stomach. It was difficult to breathe. He gasped for breath as sobs raked his body.
"S-sir? Sir are you okay?"
"No."
