"Taeyong-hyung," a voice spoke to him, as Taeyong looked to see Chenle coming to his room with a pillow. "I can't sleep..." Taeyong motioned him to come over, as Chenle joined him on the bed. Taeyong hugged the young boy, as he stroke his hair. "Are they going to find Jisung and Momo-Noona?"
"They will, Lele," he told the younger one. Taeyong put a brave face on, but deep down he was terrify. He could bare to lose his soulmate and his youngest member. Jaehyun and Doyoung held him closer when the debris of the building stop coming down. He wanted to dig them out with his bare hands, but he also had to be strong for the Dreamies. Johnny and Taeil got Taeyong back to the dorm after midnight to rest. He would rather stay on the site to see his fiancée and practically his son. He wanted to be the first one to see their faces when they are saved.
"Let's get some sleep. They will tell us anything." Taeyong rubbed Chenle's back, as the younger one closed his eyes. Taeyong just rest his eyes for a few moments, as Chenle snuggled closer to him. The next thing he knew, someone was shaking him. He open his eyes to see it was one of the managers.
"Taeyong, they found them." Taeyong slowly moved Chenle away from him and made sure he was still sleeping, as he got out of bed. "They are both at the hospital. Jisung is out of surgery, as Momo isn't. They are still alive." Taeyong hurry to grab his coat and was almost out of his room, when he heard Chenle.
"Hyungie?!" He turned back to see him, looking worried and scared. "Where are you going?" Taeyong and the manager looked at each other for a moment, knowing if they leave Chenle, he will freak out and wake the others.
"Grab your coat, we are going to see Jisung and Momo." Chenle smiled, as he hurried out of bed, running to his room to get his coat.
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"Taeyong-hyung, Chenle," greeted Jisung, as they walked into his room. His arm was wrapped up from the burn and his leg was up. They went up to him, as Taeyong kissed his forehead."You had all of us worry," he told him, as Chenle nodded. "Are you all right?"
"Burns on my left arm, broken ankle, cuts and bruises." Taeyong stroke his hair, as Jisung looked at him. "Is Momo-Noona out of surgery?" Taeyong shook his head. "She protected me from everything. I don't know what I would do if something bad happen to her. It would be my..."
"Now stop right there," Taeyong told Jisung. "It is not your fault the building was bombed. Knowing my Princess, she would never in a million years blame you for anything. Trust me, Momo will be dancing in circles around me at our wedding." The doctor came in and looked at Taeyong.
"Mr. Lee." Taeyong told Chenle to stay with Jisung, as he exited out of the room with the doctor. "Ms. Hirai is out of surgery. Everything went all right. She needs to rest a lot, no lifting, and no work. Her back took so much rumble that she did break her lower back. Now, letting you know it could affect her mobility but we won't know until she wakes up." Taeyong understood, as he was just grateful his princess is alive. "Let me show you to her room." It was a few doors down from Jisung. The doctor let him in the room, as Taeyong walked to Momo's bed. She was sound asleep with a huge brace for her back and a big bandage on her head. He took a seat next to her and gently grabbed her hand.
"Momo, I'm here now," he whispered to her. "I'm not leaving you ever. I want you to rest up and get better. We still have a wedding to plan." Taeyong kissed her hand and watched her for as long he could stay awake.
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-A Week Later-"Babe," he heard a voice, as he was trying to go back asleep. "Babe, wake up." He felt a hand running through his hair, as he smiled in his sleep. "Yongie..." he slowly open his eyes to see Momo's open eyes. "Finally you're awake." He moved to sit on the side of the bed and gave her a kiss.
"You scared me so much, Princess," he whispered to her, giving her another kiss. "I will get the doctor and let Jisung know. He has been worry to death." Momo reach out to him and touch his cheek. He rubbed his cheek against her hand, giving her a smile. "Momo, please save your strength." She gave him a little nod, as he moved away from her. He gave her one last kiss and hurry to go and get the doctor.
While the doctor was checking her out, he got Jisung from his room. Poor kid have already two skin graft surgeries to repair his arm. They entered the room, as Jisung smiled at Momo.
"Momo, you're awake," he said, going over to her. Momo smile, as he took her hand with his good hand. "Are you feeling well?"
"Yes Jisung. How are you doing? Is your arm all right?" She kept the younger one busy, as the doctor pulled Taeyong to the side.
"She told me she can't feel her legs. She stated she couldn't feel them when she got buried. We need to run some additional tests to see if she is able to walk again." Taeyong nodded, glancing over to watch Jisung telling Momo a story.
"Thank you Doctor. I'm sure deep in my heart she will walk once again."
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"Yongie," Momo called to him, as he answered her with a hum. He joined her in her bed, holding her close as he could without hurting her. "I'm sorry.""What are you sorry for?" He asked, rubbing her arm up and down. "You did nothing wrong."
"I'm sorry for my legs. Now, I can't walk down the aisle for our wedding. I ruined everything. You shouldn't want me anymore." She started to cry, as he held her, whispering encouraging words to relax, and rubbing her arm.
"Momo, it's not your fault for all this. I still want to marry you. I will have Johnny carry you to the alter if you want it to be romantic," he joked, as Momo hit him. "Babe, even if you were missing limbs, I still want you. You are my soulmate and we are stuck together forever." He looked at her damaged ring. "I do have to get you a new ring though. I will get you a better one." Momo rest her head on his chest, letting the tears roll down her face. He wiped them away and kiss her on the forehead.
"I love you Taeyong."
"I love you too. We are all going to get through this together."
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-A Year Later-Taeyong was waiting at the alter for his bride. Doyoung was standing next to him, as his best man. That was a hard choice for him. He told all the members to play rock, paper, scissors to be his best man and they actually did. Doyoung beat Jaehyun in the final round. The doors opened up, as everyone turned to see Momo in her wheelchair. Her father came over to her, as he slowly helped her up to her feet. Dahyun handled Momo her bouquet and Johnny got her wheelchair to be set near the alter in case she gets tired of standing. She slowly walked with her father's help down the aisle. Her eyes were focused on Taeyong, smiling, as he was smiling back.
He was fighting off the tears, as Momo worked so hard in rehab to get to this point. Momo did stumble a bit, but her father was there to guided her. Taeyong was with her every step of the way. Momo wanted to give up a few times, but Taeyong kept encouraging her to not give up. The rest of their members encouraging her to work hard and she did. It took about two months from them to convince Jisung it's not his fault for Momo's injuries. Momo never blamed him for anything and was so happy he was alive and well with minor injuries. He was a big help to her in rehab, as he had to do some for his arm.
Momo finally made it to the alter, as Taeyong took her arm from her father and made sure she was steady. She gave him a smile, as he held her straight up.
"You sure you don't need your wheelchair," he whispered to her, as she shook her head.
"As long as you are here with me, I can stand forever...or at least until we share our first kiss as husband and wife. You better catch me if I do fall."
"I will always be there to catch you."
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A/N: and there is part2B.l a happy ending. -still hiding-
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Perfect Two *H.MM x AnyMaleIdol* Book 1 (Complete)
FanfictionOne-shot (or two or three but not more) stories featuring Momo and any male idol. Let the good times roll. You can make suggestions as well. I do have a lot of short stories in mind, just working on it nice and slow.