Admit It (1/1)

“Luckily the crash hadn’t killed him.”“Is he going to be ok?”“We’ve done every test to find out and yes he will. I’d say your friend is very lucky to be alive.”“Well I can only thank God.”“By the way we found him holding this when medics had reached him.”“Oh…..Thank you doctor.”“He also kept whispering under his breath something about eating curly fries.”“Oh that’s me.”“What?”“Oh! He didn’t mean he wanted to eat me……I think…...he just calls me Curly Fries.”“Oh. Well I’ll leave you with him now. He looks like he’s waking up.”Sure enough when Chanyeol looked on Baekhyun, his eyes started to flutter open.Baekhyun took in the sight of where he was slowly before his eyes rested on Chanyeol’s face. Chanyeol was holding a blood stained photograph and was staring on Baekhyun intensely with red puffy eyes. Baekhyun just knew Chanyeol had been crying. He strained himself to sit up in his hospital bed and winced in pain when his left ribs started to hurt.“Bekkie you shouldn’t.” Chanyeol said stretching his hands over to help Baekhyun sit up.Baekhyun swatted away his hand and slowly sat up. He looked on Chanyeol’s face and scanned it. He had been crying for me.Then all of Baekhyun’s memories about that night started rushing back. Chanyeol and that guy and that guy rubbing his body all over Chanyeol. Baekhyun suddenly had a headache and winced.“Bekkie what’s wrong?” Chanyeol asked, worry thickening his voice“Don’t call me that.” Baekhyun hissed.“Bekkie…”“I said-to-not-call-me-that.”“Ok…………..Baekhyun. Did I do something?”“As if you don’t know. You had that Chinese guy all over you that night. You skip out on me and stop hanging out with me and don’t tell ME what I did wrong.”“Baekhyun I have my reasons….” Chanyeol started to say.“Yeah! Well you can take your reasons and shove it!!” Baekhyun roared.Baekhyun could see he had now hurt Chanyeol, but he didn’t care because Chanyeol had hurt him first. Tears swelled up into Chanyeol’s eyes and Baekhyun looked away.“Get out.” Baekhyun said swallowing the lump that was now in his throat.After a short while he heard the hospital room’s door slide open and shut. He suddenly started weeping openly hurting his ribs more in the process but he didn’t care because what really hurt was his heart.……Baekhyun could’ve sworn he heard Chanyeol’s voice whisper his name about 15 minutes later but he passed it off as his mind being cruel to him and playing tricks on him.----------------------------------------------It had been a week since Baekhyun was released from the hospital and he was now moping around his apartment trying to find something to do. The last time he saw or heard from Chanyeol was at the hospital. He had to admit though that ever since that day he had been feeling guilty about what had happened. He didn’t mean to hurt Chanyeol or make him cry. He had just wanted Chanyeol to feel the pain he was feeling at that time. He now knew that he made a mistake. He would’ve never made tears come to Chanyeol’s twinkling eyes that he loved. He also knew that Chanyeol could never feel the pain he felt because he was sure that Chanyeol was not in love with him, which was how Baekhyun felt about him.Baekhyun sighed and settled on just drinking a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper that he stole from next door every morning. He made a mental note promising that he would put it back at the old lady’s door.“Ah great. Taxes have gone up. Just what I needed. This government-----” Baekhyun stopped short, his cup slipping out of his hand spilling hot coffee everywhere on the floor including his foot. But hot coffee scorching his foot at the moment didn’t interest Baekhyun. What made him toad out his eyes and stare helplessly at the newspaper was what interested Baekhyun. He dropped to the floor holding the newspaper.“This…..this can’t be….what...how?....”RISING SUPERSTAR RAPPER, PARK CHAN YEOL, MOVED TO HIS HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL AFTER LOCAL DOCTORS SAY THERE IS NOTHING THEY CAN DO FOR THE RAPPER’S CONDITION. PRIVATE FOREIGN DOCTORS ARE NOW ON THE CASE.Baekhyun didn’t know for how long he was on the floor for, holding the newspaper and reading the headline of the article over and over again.Moments passed before he got up, took one last look at the paper and ran as fast he could to his car.------------------------------------------------------------------------------He pushed the doorbell again for the third time impatiently. He would’ve pushed open the brown brass door if it weren’t locked.“Where the fuck are these people?!”He was about to go around the back when the door opened.“Oh! Mister Byun Baek Hyun! Please come in quickly.”The butler took Baekhyun’s hand and pulled him inside hurriedly, closing the door behind him.“Where is he?!” Baekhyun asked, not really waiting around for a reply rushing upstairs.“In his bedroom!” The butler shouted after him.Baekhyun knew his way and flung open the pearly white door that led to Chanyeol’s bedroom. Baekhyun spotted a figure under a bundle of sheets on the bed and rushed over to Chanyeol’s bedside.“Chanyeol?” Baekhyun asked softly, sitting lightly on the bed.The figure shifted a little. Baekhyun then slowly took the sheets off and gasped at what he saw.Chanyeol was pale white, and his hair looked as if it had lost some of its color and looked dead upon his head. A tear immediately fell from Baekhyun’s eye.“Curly Fries……oh Curly...Wha-whats wrong? The news said you’re sick. Wh-whe-when did this happen?” Baekhyun sobbed.Chanyeol surprisingly could still manage to look at Baekhyun and smile, but not the blinding smile that Baekhyun loved.“I’m +cough+ sick Bekkie +cough! COUGH!+.” Chanyeol managed to say.“SShhh. Don’t talk.”Baekhyun really wanted to question Chanyeol further but he knew Chanyeol was in no condition to answer him. He would get his answers later. He threw the covers off Chanyeol and climbed into his bed, lying down and pulling Chanyeol against his chest cuddling him. Chanyeol’s pale looking hand hugged Baekhyun back.“Back at the hospital +cough+ I was coming back to you +cough+ +cough+. To explain everything so you would forgive me. But +cough+ I had collapsed right outside your room +cough+ +cough+ I was…..even calling your name. +COUGH!!+ +COUGH!!+”“Shhh….Don’t talk. It’s ok Curly Fries. I forgive you.”Baekhyun stroked Chanyeol’s hair and tears ran down his face as he remembered that faint whisper of his name back when he was hospitalized. He knew he should’ve reacted.I should’ve done something! I’m such a fucking idiot! If he dies I’ll never forgive myself! If he dies………I’ll die too.Baekhyun bit down on his lip and tried to push his thoughts out of his head. What mattered right now was Chanyeol’s health.As the evening wore on, doctors came in and gave Chanyeol medicines and took reports, with Baekhyun right there with him in the same position. He had told the doctors and maids that he wasn’t going to move and only God himself could move him. Everyone had gave up, by night came, in convincing Baekhyun to lie elsewhere or go home to rest.Baekhyun had only managed to get from the doctors that Chanyeol had some sort of cloud like figure over an area of his brain that they had never seen before. So they couldn’t tell what was wrong. They told him that from Chanyeol’s medical charts over the years they could only conclude that this ‘sickness’ of his was a come-and-go sort of sickness, but Chanyeol had never gotten this bad.Baekhyun had given up trying to rack his brain of what was wrong and only hugged Chanyeol tighter telling him everything was going to be ok.……….Before Baekhyun knew it, it was morning. He had hardly slept last night, only closing his eyes when he heard Chanyeol snore a little. Baekhyun looked down on Chanyeol’s face. He looked as if he was at peace, give or take the fact that he looked really dull.“Chanyeol…”Baekhyun shook Chanyeol just a little to wake him.“Curly Fries…” Baekhyun shook him again.Baekhyun sighed and tried to come off the bed, but for some reason Chanyeol felt much heavier than yesterday. Baekhyun managed to get off the bed and stood over Chanyeol. He looked on him again, a certain weird feeling seeping into Baekhyun’s stomach.Why do I feel like this?“Cu-Curly Fries?” Baekhyun whispered.This time Baekhyun shook Chanyeol harder. Chanyeol didn’t even flutter his eyes.“……….No…no...NO! NO! NO! CURLY FRIES!! WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!!” Baekhyun screamed on top of his lungs shaking Chanyeol by his shoulders violently.Baekhyun’s screaming had alerted the doctors and everyone in the house.“Help him! PLEASE!! HE WON’T WAKE UP!! CURLY FRIES!!!” Tears were running down Baekhyun’s face as he screamed Chanyeol’s name over and over again.Someone had grabbed Baekhyun from behind and was dragging him a little away, screaming and kicking, as the doctors went around Chanyeol’s bed and examined him.“I’m sorry….He’s gone-” A doctor turned to Baekhyun saying, sadness written all over his face.“NOOOO!!!!” Baekhyun screamed and managed to push whoever it was who was holding him. He shoved the doctors out of his way and jumped on top of Chanyeol on the bed.“NO! Please!! I LOVED YOU!!! I FUCKING LOVED YOU!!!! CHANYEOOOOOL!! WAKE UP!!! I LOOVVVED YOU!!!” Baekhyun wailed pounding Chanyeol’s chest helplessly as if to revive him.The crowd around him stood there watching as Baekhyun cried, screamed and weakly pound Chanyeol’s dead body repeatedly. The maids joined Baekhyun’s sobs and cried about their master was this and their master was that. The butler who couldn’t take the scene anymore went over to Baekhyun and skillfully dragged him off Chanyeol. Baekhyun’s whole body was weak and didn’t fight when the butler took him away from the side of the only man he could ever love.“Let’s go. There’s nothing you can do.” The butler sobbed, him now affected.As the butler led Baekhyun to the bedroom door, Baekhyun stopped in his tracks and stopped crying loudly.He knew he heard something. It was that whisper. He knew his mind was playing tricks on him this time and he shook his head and continued towards the door.….Bekkie….Baekhyun stopped again. He heard the whisper again, and this time he was not going to ignore it. He turned back and ran over to Chanyeol’s bedside and looked at him. He still looked the same.“Son, there is nothing you can do.” A doctor said.“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!” Baekhyun roared tears still streaming down his face.He knew he heard Chanyeol’s voice. He knew he did.“Curly Fries…Please tell me your alive…..Show me….something….a sign. I know I heard your voice….even if it’s just in my head.” Baekhyun bit his lip waiting for something, and it seemed the whole room was waiting for something too because it was now deadly quiet.Nothing.Baekhyun wondered if he was wrong about the voice but still with a little hope left in him he bent his head and listened to Chanyeol’s chest for a sign of a heartbeat. He waited…..…..………And there it was a faint, yet audible heartbeat.Baekhyun gasped and grabbed the nearest doctor bringing him towards Chanyeol and shoving the doctor’s head against Chanyeol’s chest to listen for himself.“He’s alive!!! Save him please!! Save him now!!!!” Baekhyun screamed.“The boy’s right. We will begin treatment immediately.” The doctor said straightening up.Everyone including Baekhyun was thrown out of Chanyeol’s room so the doctors could do what they needed to do.Baekhyun couldn’t believe it. He was still in shock but happy at the same time but still crying. He went downstairs and paced the living room and waited and waited and waited.------------------------------------------Baekhyun waited for 5 days and 5 nights in the living room. He hadn’t eaten nor slept. He had only taken a shower once and the only thing he did normally was brush his teeth. He had watched throughout the days as different doctors came through the house bringing medical equipments with them and all sorts of medicines. With the amount of different things he saw pass him on his way to Chanyeol’s room he would’ve concluded that they had had performed surgery on him. It seemed Chanyeol was just too weak to be moved to a hospital. Although Baekhyun should have felt a little at ease while he was waiting, he couldn’t feel anything but worried because he knew anything could go wrong in surgery and he knew Chanyeol’s heart could fail again.It was now the 6^{th day and Baekhyun was exhausted.“Mister Byun Baek Hyun?”Baekhyun looked up at the top of the stairs to see one of the doctors smiling down at him.“Yeah?” Baekhyun asked nervously“Mister Park Chan Yeol is asking for you.”Baekhyun’s heart started racing. Chanyeol’s awake….and asking for me.Baekhyun rushed upstairs and ran towards Chanyeol’s bedroom door. Baekhyun hesitated. He didn’t know why all of a sudden he was so nervous. His hands were getting sweaty and his heart couldn’t stop beating fast. He wondered if he himself was getting heart failure.He pushed the silly thought out of his head and slowly opened the door, sticking his head inside. He smiled at the sight he saw. Chanyeol was sitting up in bed with his color returned to him arguing with one of his maids who was in his hair fixing his curls that had gotten flat.“—But Mister Byun Baek Hyun is coming up. You have to look your best.”“Leave me alone Luna! I don’t care how I look. I’m sure I look fine.”“But….OH! Mister Byun Baek Hyun!”Chanyeol turned his head in Baekhyun’s direction at the sound of his name and gave Baekhyun the most beautiful blinding twitching eye smile Baekhyun had ever seen.“I’ll leave you two alone.” Luna, the maid, giggled and pranced out of Chanyeol’s room.Baekhyun came fully inside the room and stood there looking on Chanyeol. He had a bandage wrapped around his forehead and he was dressed in bed clothes which meant no shirt. Baekhyun blushed and cleared his throat trying to look at Chanyeol’s face instead.“So how are you feeling? Are you better?” Baekhyun asked.Chanyeol opened his arms and motioned for Baekhyun to come to him. Baekhyun smiled and went with ease, settling into Chanyeol’s arms. He tried to push the fact out of his mind that he was rubbing against Chanyeol’s half naked body.“You scared me Curly Fries.” Baekhyun whined.“I’m sorry. And yes I’m all better. Whatever it is or was that I had… is gone.”“Good.” Baekhyun smiled.“Bekkie…”“Hmm?”Chanyeol turned Baekhyun’s head so that he could look up in Chanyeol’s face.“I fucking love you too.” Chanyeol beamed.“You heard----”Baekhyun was stopped short when Chanyeol smashed their lips together; kissing him. Baekhyun bit Chanyeol’s lip and Chanyeol sucked on Baekhyun’s in return. Their tongues slipped against each other and Baekhyun hung onto Chanyeol tighter as he thought he would melt away. He never thought that one day Park Chan Yeol, THE Park Chan Yeol would ever fall in love with him.“Don’t ever do that to me again.” Baekhyun whispered after he surfaced for air.“I won’t.” And they kissed again and again.Their love blossomed into days; and the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months and the months into years.}