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chapter 17

Youngjae watched anxiously as jaebum waved him goodbye, walking into the surgery room. He stood there, his anxiety overcoming him as we began to approach the surgery wing. "Ah- sir you're going to have to stay here." Youngjae swallowed thickly as he saw a glimpse of the leader wheeled by on the table. "P-Please... let me just talk to a doctor in charge. I just need to know when i can expect my b-" Youngjae paused immediately. What he was about to say was on impulse. He needed to be more careful. "-When i can expect my friend to come out of surgery." The guard thought for a moment before nodding. In that moment one of the surgeons came jogging out of the surgery wing and up to youngjae. "Ah you must be youngjae." The singer nodded. "Don't worry we'll take very good care of your friend i promise." Youngjae nodded but that didn't calm the storm whirling in his head or his heart. "When can i expect him out of the surgery room?" The surgeon sighed and looked back at the clock. "Well it's almost 1 but since it's just a slipped disk it could take maybe about 5 hours? If all goes well then he'll be out in the minimum of 4 hours. If something goes wrong we'll send someone to notify you immediately okay?" Youngjae nodded once more. "What room will he be in? F-for his recovery?" The surgeon smiled and looked at him. "He'll be in room 852 which is right around the corner from this wing. It's a one bed room so he'll be able to recover without the distraction of another patient.'" Youngjae nodded and gave a small bow. "Thank you." The surgeon hugged youngjae and gave him a small squeeze. "Don't worry Mr.Choi. Everything will be fine. Put some trust in us. I know jaebum-ssi has." Youngjae gave a choked sigh before watching the surgeon run back into the wing. Youngjae walked to the window and looked out at the night sky. He had to admit he was dead tired but.... with so much on the line....... there was no way youngjae could sleep now. A sudden thought plagued youngjae's head as he looked out onto the city. 'What if jaebum dies in that surgery room? I never got to tell him how much i cared for him..... how much he means to me.... How........ He was my soulmate.' Youngjae shook his head to rid himself of such immobilizing thoughts. He took a deep breath and slapped his cheeks lightly. "Shut up youngjae. Get a grip. Hyung isn't going to die. If he trusts the surgeons then so do you." youngjae said to himself. The singer walked back over to the chairs in front of the surgery wing and sat down. The next 4 hours were going to be the longest four hours of his life.

"Youngjae-ssi. Youngjae-ssi!!" Youngjae woke up to someone in a surgeon outfit and immediately stood up. "What's wrong?" The surgeon was quiet for a while before clearing his throat. "You were passed out. Jaebum's surgery...... " Youngjae's heart dropped and already he could feel a lump in his throat start to form. "What about jaebum's surgery? What happened?" "Something went wrong. Luckily we were able to correct the mistake but his recovery time will be a bit longer than we originally planned." Youngjae swallowed thickly and exhaled. Before the surgeon could do anything, youngjae's knees gave out and he fell to the floor, catching himself with his fore arms. He felt his breathing catch in his throat and he let out a shaky breath. "Youngjae-ssi!! Oh my god are you okay?" Youngjae nodded but he wasn't getting up. The surgeon helped youngjae to his feet and began walking him to room 852. "Please rest in here. We'll go get you something to eat and drink. " The surgeon began to mumble to one of the workers before nodding and shooing them off. "Jaebum is going to be just fine. He's going to need a bit of physical therapy s when you aren't away touring please come and support him. He also told me to tell you that there is a secret stash of moon pies behind his dresser that he's been hiding from yugyeom. He wanted me to tell you just in case he didn't make it or if he wouldn't be out for a while. He told you to make sure that yugyeom doesn't get into them while he's gone or else someone is going to have to kill him. Your hyung has a funny sense of humor" The surgeon laughed and then left, closing the door behind her. Youngjae walked over to the chair next to the bed and sat down. He began to study the face of his hyung. The way his once sun-kissed skin was now pale and deathly looking. How his eyebrow twitched from time to time when it seemed like he was dreaming. Youngjae traced the leader's jawline with his eyes, all the way up to his ears and then to his eyes, how the two moles were still there and had looked darker, his pale skin accentuating them. Youngjae took jaebum's hand in his, being extremely careful not to be too rough due to the IV in him as well as the blood pressure monitor connected to his finger. Youngjae gave his hyung's hand a soft kiss before bringing it up to his forehead. Tears fell onto the bed sheets and the dread filling the poor singer's mind began to creep it's way inside and consuming his whole body. He refused to move from his spot when the nurses had asked him to try and go back to the dorms. Finally they gave up and monitored him as well as jaebum from time to time.