Final Heist [Nct Gangster! Au]

22. Don't go

Jaehyun's Pov

I rush into the hospital, slamming into the front desk before I could stop myself. The receptionist looks at me like I'm a mad man as I try to catch my breath.

"Kim...Doyoung...where is he," I ask through deep breaths.

"We can't let you see him right now, he's still being closely monitored in the ICU," she explains.

"Please, I have to see him," I say desperately. Her eyes soften.

"I suppose I could bend the rules," she says, looking down at her tablet. Seconds later she motions for me to follow.

We walk through the hospital, up countless levels before we reach a secured door. She presses the button and the doors swing open, reveling another nurse. They exchange a few words that I couldn't hear.

"Follow me," the nurse from the ICU says. I walk with her through the hall.

"He came out of surgery about two hours ago and is still in critical condition. He took quite a hit. He's lucky to be alive," she explains. My heart sinks at those words.

We stop outside of a room with closed curtains. She opens the door and pushes back the curtains revealing a very pale, sleeping figure.

He looked normal other than the mask over his face that was helping him breathe and the IV that was pumping fluids into his body.

"I'll be back in a little while to give him more medicine."

"Thank you," I say to her earnestly. She nods and leaves the room.

I step over to him, taking a seat next to his bed. The room was much smaller than normal patient rooms, holding only two chairs.

I lean forward and grab his hand, which was colder than usual. I could feel the tears prickle at the edges of my eyes.

"Doyoung, I don't know if you can hear me but please be okay. Please wake up. We need you, I need you," the last part comes out as a whisper. The emotions overtake me and I begin spilling my heart out.

"I need you, I really do. You make me complete. You make me feel like I'm home. You give me purpose and hope that the world will be less shitty with people like you in it.

I don't care about the past and I don't care about your family or the gang or any of this dumb job. You are my main priority. I want to wake up next to you everyday and fall asleep with you in my arms. I want you to be mine. I want to die with you beside me.

You can't go yet. There's so much we haven't done or experienced together. You can't leave me, not yet. Please don't go. I love you more than anything in this world."

I rest my head on his arm and let the sobs leave me body. Minutes pass by slowly as the sounds of sobs and machines fill the air.

I feel his fingers close around mine, giving them a weak squeeze. I quickly sit up, looking at the younger who's eyes were no wide awake.

"Doyoung," I ask, my voice broken. He slowly turns his head to look at me.

"Jaehyun, what happened?" His words come out muffled due to the mask.

A bright smile break out onto my face. I squeeze his hand tighter. I wanted to hug him but his injury prevented that.

"You're alive," I exclaim, admiring his now lively features. Doyoung smiles weakly back at me.

"Do you really think I'd leave you that soon," he asks, looking straight into my eyes.

I stare back at him. Back into eyes that hold galaxies, eyes I could get lost in, eyes that have seen so much distraction but still remain so bright.

"I love you," I say quietly to him.

"I love you more," he whispers back.