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Younghyun refused to let Jae leave, even after he persisted that he should go. Eventually Jae complied and let Brian cuddle him whilst they waited till the early hours of the morning to hear Jisung's results.

The boy hadn't awoken yet, and wouldn't till the morning; he'd been given drugs to knock him out till then so that the doctors could run tests easily and eliminate the risk of another heart attack.

And that's what it had been: a heart attack. Thankfully, it wasn't severe.

Soon enough the doctors came back in and finally turned to face the two boys after hours of ignoring them.

"We've run the tests," the first one- a female- said, "And we've come to the conclusion that Jisung may have CHD, or Coronary Heart disease." She spoke tonelessly, like a robot delivering the same lines over and over.

"Unfortunately, there's no cure as of yet, but there are treatments that can help to reduce symptoms." The man that spoke was more comforting, with a half pitied smile on his face and kind eyes. Younghyun took it in. And sighed.

"I-Okay.." he trailed off, unsure of what to say. He spared a glance to his younger brother.

"Will he wake up soon."

The same Male doctor nodded, "The drug should wear off in about 35 minutes. Then we'll be back to talk to him."

They left the three boys alone. One of them knocked out asleep in a hospital bed with wires surrounding him like a cobweb, one with an empty mind that didn't know how to comfort his best friend and the last one with his head aching from the thoughts flurrying through his brain.

An unusually loud sigh came from the bed and both Jae and Brian snapped their heads up. Jisung stirred, trying to lift up his hand to rub his eyes but groaning and letting it drop when he felt the tug of the IV.

Younghyun rushed to him, bending over his brother and brushing hair from his eyes. Worry painted itself across his face when Jisung finally opened his eyes.

"Hyunnie...." he whispered, his voice cracked and dry.

"Hey, baby bro. You're okay." Younghyun gave him a grin to which Jisung smiled back.

Jisung frowned for a moment, then sniffed, looking like a squirrel as he crinkled his nose. "Ugh, smells like bleach and sick and dirty feet."

Younghyun laughed, happy to see his brother still as his normal self. "Well, we are in a hospital."

"Yeah but it still stinks. They need to get better cleaners. Current ones should be sacked, they're doing a shit job." He craned his neck up when he heard a chuckle from behind Younghyun. "Oh, hey Jae."

Jae raised his hand, "Sup." There was a pause. "You okay?"

Jisung looked at the cables and monitors surrounding him. "I'll live."

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Jisung was discharged from hospital on the 11th of December after being given multiple documents with treatments, any surgeries and just what he could do in general to help keep away any more heart attacks.

The past few days had been mostly boring. He'd been put through many machines and asked dozens of questions by hundreds of different people. More tests, more tests, and more tests.

Younghyun had visited every day, and even their dad had make a brief appearance- but it was enough to bring Jisung to tears.

Their mum had left when Younghyun was 6 and left their dad to raise two roudy boys. But their dad began to work abroad when Younghyun was about 15, but the two of them managed. They hadn't seen their dad since Jisung's birthday in September and now he'd be staying until the new year.

He walked home on the 11th of December with his dad's arm around his shoulder and Younghyun lagging slightly behind them. He couldn't stop staring at his phone (Jisung assumes he was talking to Jae) and nearly got run over when they crossed the road into their street.

"Oh come on Younghyun! I don't want my other kid in hospital too!" Their dad joked, pulling Younghyun by the arm and scruffing his hair.

The three of them laughed. All was good, and with 8 days until Younghyun's 21st birthday, there would be a lot going down.