"Jaemin!"
That was the last thing Jaemin heard before his vision blacked out and his body fell helplessly to the ground.
Jaemin had a heart disease. And everybody knew it was getting worse day by day. He looked paler, weaker each time he goes to school. Jeno, Jaemin's boyfriend, was the most worried one. Since Jaemin revealed his illness, Jeno never left his side. He would sometimes even stayed over.
Jaemin was currently unconscious. His lips slightly parted, eyes shuttered close, and hands weakly falling. He was put in the sick bay but he was already unconscious for 2 hours.
Jeno, who was in math class, couldn't focus one bit. Jaemin was all over his head. Is he alright? Is he awake yet? What's happening to him? Why is he not in class?
The bell rang and Jeno rushed to the sick bay. He slammed the door opened, only to be met with a shocked nurse and a student holding a tissue towards her nose.
"Where's Jaemin?" He hesitatently asked.
"H-He was taken to the Seonam Hospital. We couldn't detect his heartbeat."
And at that moment, Jeno felt his world stopped. His legs weakened, causing him to fall down. His heartbeat racing, blood pumping faster than usual. He felt his vision blurred as warm tears raced down his now pale cheeks. He felt like vomiting, stomach filled with nauseous feelings.
He ran. He ran to the hospital. Sobbing in each steps he took. His backpack fell but that didn't stop him. His legs failed him. He fell down sobbing, looking down as negative thoughts filled his head.
I should've been there for him. I should've just skipped math. I should've held his hands. I should've took him home. What if I lose him? What if– What if he's gone.
He screamed as he hit his head. He stood up, wiped his tears and continued running. And as soon as he caught a glimpse of the hospital, he sped up. Vehicles were honking at the poor boy, not that he gave two fucks.
He entered the hospital looking like shit, hair messy, clothes all folded and dirty, face wet. He did receive stares from strangers. He bumped a few people here and there and kept searching for the front office.
"Na Jaemin. Please. Where is he." He pleaded. The nurse looked worriedly at him.
"Who is asking?" She asked back.
"Please. Where is he!" Jeno raised his voice not only getting stares but glares.
"Kid, calm down or I'll have to call the security." The nurse said as she was ready to call the security.
"Jeno! There you are." he heard a familiar voice call out. It was Mr. Na, Jaemin's dad.
"Mr. Na! Is Jaemin okay?" he said ignoring the glares he was receiving.
Mr. Na just sighed and Jeno knew what he was gonna face was going to be devastating.
"No."
That was the last thing Jeno said as he followed Mr. Na to Jaemin's room.
As Jeno walked in the room sobbing quietly, he was met by a beautiful pale figure sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed. Jaemin still looked beautiful. He looked like an angel. Jeno felt his breath stopped. He felt his chest physically in pain.
Jeno wouldn't know what to do if he lost Jaemin. But he knows. He knows he's going to lose the love of his life.
