"Seoul" BBH | PCY

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AN: This is turning out to be such an angsty story I'm sorry :') I hope you like the chapter though even though it's probably really bad. I talked to Daniel (my ex) a few days ago, and we made up. I usually would never get back together with an ex, but I loved Daniel so much and I still do. Even more now. He asked me if we could try again, and I've never been happier to be honest. So yeah, Daniel and I are back together again!

Chanyeol's P.O.V

My voice was hoarse. I almost couldn't talk anymore.

It had been a week since the incident between Baekhyun and I, and after that I had almost moved into the recording studio.

I kept re-recording songs, old songs as well, anything. Even my manager was starting to tell me to not go to the studio.

Today however, I was done re-recording my entire discography. From predebut songs, to demo songs, to my own private songs, to studio produced songs, everything.

I had hardly eaten, in fact I couldn't remember my last meal. I didn't know if it had been 2 hours or 2 days, since I had last eaten.

I only remember my manager coming in with a giant meal from my mom's restaurant, but I didn't eat it all.

I only ate the bread. I hadn't seen sunlight a whole week, and I hadn't showered or brushed my teeth. I was a mess.

Literally.

A dirty, hoarse voiced and broken mess.

Why did he effect me so much, so effortlessly?

I decided to finally get out of the studio, and for the first time in a while saw some sunlight. I saw my manager walk towards me with yet another batch of food.

When I saw her face though, nothing mattered. I just wanted to hug her. I had ignored her location completely, and ran towards her.

I hadn't realised that she was on the other side of the road. Nor did I realise what was coming towards me.

I didn't think of anything at that moment, until suddenly I felt immense pain, and everything went black.

~ Time skip ~

I didn't know how long it had been, but one thing was sure.

I had to vomit.

I leaned over the edge of whatever bed I was on, and proceeded to vomit on the floor. Not much came out though, only some liquids and stomach acid.

I heard footsteps, and saw my mom and manager running towards me.

My manager grabbed a bucket, and gave it to me, while my mom got a cloth and started cleaning the disgusting mess I had left.

I started crying when I saw her facial expression. While crying I realised how much pain I was in.

I remembered what happened. I had been hit by a car, and judging by the news on the hospital tv, it had been days since the accident.

She was obviously in shock over what her own son had done to himself, and because of the car accident.

She looked at me, and started crying as well. My mom was a strong woman, but when it came to her children, she'd always break down if anything bad happened to my sister and I.

She threw the cloth somewhere and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around her smaller frame, even though it was painful, and sobbed into her shoulder.

She was drawing circles on my back with her hand, and stroking my hair.

She tried humming through her own sobs and tears, I can't believe I had put my mom through this.

The usually happy-go-lucky woman who owned one of the most successful cafés in Seoul, has completely broken down.

I kept whispered "sorry", because I knew all of this was because of me and my stupid actions.

"Shh, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.. Mom's here for you, alright? I talked to your manager and your comeback is getting postponed, and you're going on a mini hiatus, that's the best offer she could get from your company. You'll be staying with me during your hiatus, because I don't think I can leave you alone after all of this. Why did you even do this to yourself? Why didn't you look at the road? Why did you have to get hit.." She said and kissed my forehead.

My manager had walked out of the room to get a doctor, and when she came back I was still in my mom's arms, and we were both still two sobbing messes.

The doctor told my mom to step back so they could check if I had to stay in the hospital for longer than scheduled or if I had to stay until Tuesday, which was two days away from now, like originally planned.

After some checkups, it was decided that maybe staying until maybe three weeks later would be better, so I could eat some more as well and recover as much as possible.

None of my fans apparently knew that I was in the hospital, and wouldn't know until tomorrow, so the hospital wouldn't get bombarded immediately.

Even tomorrow, it'll only be a statement from SM, and the hospital itself won't be mentioned.

I was allowed to tell my friends that I was at the hospital though, mostly because they're my friends and my manager knew that I'd tell them whether I had permission to or not.

The door to the hospital room got knocked on, and soon someone stepped in, causing me to faint once again.