Minki opened his eyes and immediately gazed around his surroundings. Yes, he could still remember clearly what had happened so he couldn't say he was exactly surprised when he found himself at a hospital. He immediately brought his hand up to his head since he felt a tightness around it. A bandage. He groaned and sat up, blinking to let his eyes focus. He felt a sudden surge of annoyance as he thought about what had happened. All those prior accidents, the resignations, deaths, they all suddenly made sense. His father was behind it all, he was certain of that even if he didn't have substantial proof. He only knew that because he knew Aron's shop area was really quiet even on Friday or Saturday nights during the night life. There were no bars nearby or any cafe within a few blocks so there was no reason for there to be any cars passing by there. It was a planned accident. A warning, he might even say.
He looked around and noticed his phone, wallet and a piece of paper on the drawer beside the bed. He picked up the paper and read it thoroughly. Immediately, he tried to get on to his feet. He almost toppled over and held onto the IV drip stand. He picked up his phone and tried to dial his number.
"The number you dialled cannot be reached."
"Kwak Aron!" Minki hissed painfully as his head spun but he pushed himself out of the hospital room and looked around. Where was he?! The nerve of the male to leave him all alone with nothing but a note! Minki looked around frantically but couldn't see him anywhere.
"Choi Minki?" He heard his name and spun around, a little confused to see someone he sort of recognised but couldn't think of a name at the top of his head right now.
"W-who?"
"Ah. Pardon my rudeness. I'm Kang Dongho."
Minki paused. The name was so familiar, it was almost at the tip of his tongue.
"You probably don't recognize me but my parents worked for your father's company."
"Kang..," Minki whispered before gasping. "You! I remember you!"
"Y-you do?"
"I attended your parents' funeral. I... I'm so sorry about what happened to them." Minki bowed but winced, feeling the blood pulsate around his system and causing him discomfort. He stood up straight and wobbled slightly. Baekho grabbed his arm to steady him.
"Don't be sorry. Its not your fault. It's your father's," Baekho said firmly and Minki smiled weakly.
"I'm sorry for what my father did... Ah! You didn't happen to see a short male with blonde hair around, did you?"
"Aron? No. Why?"
"You know him?"
"Yes, I came across him before."
Minki noticed the tattoo on his arms and guessed he must have been one of his customers. "He left me a note. In any case, could you help me check on him? He's not picking up his calls and I'm worried about him but if its too much trouble, you don't have to."
"I'll check on him."
"Thank you so much."
"You should rest. You look so pale," Baekho said and helped Minki back inside his room onto the bed.
"Thank you."
Minki laid down and felt fatigue pulling him in already. Baekho helped tuck him in and took the note from Minki's hand.
'Dear Minki,
Thank you for everything. You've made me happier than I thought capable ever since I came here. But there are things I've done that can't be forgiven. I'm sorry for leaving you alone. I love you.
Aron'
Baekho put the note down and sighed. Aron had already made his decision. Baekho could only hope he was able to stop him on time.
He made his way back to Minhyun's room just as he heard a loud crash. He rushed over to find his manager standing up beside the bed and Minhyun pulling the covers over his head, a broken glass scattered on the floor.
"Seo Hyun hyung?" Baekho called out and Minhyun's manager turned to him.
"Ah, Baekho. You're back."
"What happened?"
"Nothing. Minhyun just..." His manager bent down and picked up the glass shards as Baekho went to find a nurse to help clean up the mess. Once the floor was mopped and swept clean, Baekho hovered over Minhyun.
"Minhyun?" He saw a tiny jolt and knew the other was awake. He lifted his hand and placed it on what he hoped was Minhyun's shoulder. There was a flinch before he tried to scoot away but Baekho held on. "Minhyun, why are you hiding?"
"Baekho, it's pointless trying to speak with him now," Seo Hyun said as he came back with a plastic cup.
"What happened?"
"I tried to give him water but he didn't want it."
"Why not? You just woke up. You need water."
Minhyun was still and Baekho sighed, moving his hand away.
"Minhyun, look at me please."
Silence.
"When he's like this, no one is going to be able to talk to him," Seo Hyun said to Baekho's confusion.
"How do you know?"
"Because I took care of him after his break up. It can also get worse if we leave him alone. Come on, Minhyun. You need to eat too."
Baekho watched his manager try to pull the blanket away but Minhyun held on tight. Baekho wondered what was going on in his mind right now. There were so many things he wanted to tell the other but knew he should probably check on Aron first. "Hyung, I have to do something but I'll be back to watch over him tonight so you can get some rest too."
Seo Hyun nodded and waved Baekho off. Baekho leaned down towards the blanket where he believed Minhyun's head was.
"Minhyun, I know you probably don't want to hear this now but nothing has changed between us. I don't think you're a slut and if I didn't like you, I wouldn't have slept with you either so just... Give that some thought, okay? I'm going to find Aron now. Don't give your manager a difficult time."
Baekho placed a gentle kiss on the blanket before leaving the room.
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I'm In Trouble
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