"It's me Lim Jukyung", the voice faintly mumbled.

"J-JUKYUNG?", Seojun replied as he was taken aback by what he had heard. They had no contact for more than a year whatsoever except for forced birthday and new year wishes. 

Seojun, we need you... I- I need you, Jukyung stammered with shaking voice. Although confused, Seojun was concerned by her unusually wobbly voice. "Y-yeah? Are you alright? where are you? I'll come over right now.", he said trying not to panic. 

"Cheong-A National Hospital.", she said followed by a squink of teary voice.

The call disconnected.

Without jumping to conclusions but clearly worried, Seojun rashly got into his car and rushed to the hospital. Snow covered roads making it difficult to drive and constantly trying to call back, he reached there about an hour later. Overtaking people, he ran inside searching for Jukyung. Had she given more information, he would have easily find her.

In the second floor of the hospital, he reached the navy double-doors with  dull silver handles. Without pause he pushed the doors with his body weight, but he needn't have, it swung open soundlessly and with ease. A draft of air hit his face, warm and sharp smell of bleach. Ahead of him lied concrete walls and a long hallway. He hurried in every few seconds passing a different set of doors , his eyes constantly looking for Jukyung.

Turning his head in all direction, he finally spotted her sitting on a bench in front of an operation theater, her hands pressing her forehead. She was wearing a linen pink dress that had torn patch on the side of her sleeves from where her bleeding scar was clearly visible. She was crying. Seojun sprinted to her and kneeled down, holding her shoulder. She was cold, bruised and faint lipped. He took his jacket off and put over her gasping. 

"Jukyung! Wh-what in the world happened?" She simply couldn't reply. Her hands were uncontrollably shaking and lips wouldn't stop shuddering. Her pale skin made her look sick.

Carefully wiping her tear with his thumb, he lifted her face and cupped it with his veiny hands (sorry the detail is imp :P) with a perturbated look. Firstly, he tried to calm her down and helped her sip some water. 

"Suho he-", Jukyung tried to finally speak.

"Yes, Suho what?"

"Suho he-, Suho is in the OT", she uttered as her tears burst out. Seojun's soul left his body.

"Suho? What happened?" he whispered, wishing whatever he heard was not true.

"We were going to the Namsan tower... A small b-boy came in the middle of the road and s-suddenly he took a rasp turn and hit a pole. Nothing much happened to me but he hit his hea-head and was bleeding so much everywhere. When I gained consciousness, he was already in the O.T for an hour and then I called you. It's been more than 2 hours Seojun. Doctors won't say a thing. I'm- I'm so scared."

Jukyung looked so fragile and the pain in her eyes are unbearable for Seojun to see. Holding her in his arms, he patiently waited for doctors to come out and tell him that Suho was fine. He couldn't help but think about the worst. Losing another friend was the last thing he wanted after he lost Jeong Se Yeon, Suho and his bestfriend who committed the unthinkable after he was blamed of bullying. 

"Excuse me! The patient is conscious. He requests to meet you.", a nurse informed them after having the surgery go on for 5 hours.

With a thumping heart and sweaty palms, Seojun managed to lift Jukyung up and take her to see him. Suho was in an artificial respiratory vent with multiple IV's going through his wrist. He had a neck supporter and his face was barely recognizable with swelling. As soon as Jukyung saw him lying with bandages, stiches covering his face and him hardly breathing, she collapsed right away. The HA's carried her way while Seojun hurried to Suho's side and sat on a chair beside him. Not being able to control himself anymore, he cried.  

Holding his hand with his own, Seojun rested his forehead on the edge of the bed with tears welling in his eyes. "S-Suho.", he whispered.

"I- I'm sorry. I'm such a bad friend. You've done so much for me but when it's finally the time you need help, I can't give you anything.", Seojun muttered with coarse crying voice.

"Seojun-ah, I'm so glad you're here", Suho barely managed to speak while half of the sound was inaudible due to the oxygen mask.

"Of course I'm here. You're my brother. My family." Suho smiled listening to him.

"Although I've wronged you many times, although you may hate me, I need you to do me a favor Seojun. please.", Suho mumbled while gasping.

"Don't speak. Not now. Y-you can't talk right now. Please rest.", Seojun replied with cracked voice looking at Suho's terrible condition and restless breathing while tears didn't leave both of their eyes. 

Both of them knew but couldn't bring themselves to say it out loud to each other. "Seojun-ah, please hear me out. It would be too late if I won't say it now", Suho said as he started panting followed by slight nosebleed.

"Shut up Suho! You're bleeding!! Please. Listen to me. Just this once. Please.", Seojun practically begged him while holding his hand more firmly and rubbing them between his palms.

Suho's tears soaked the pillowcase. "Seojun-ah, Do you trust me?"

"Yes I do. Of course I trust you."

"Then believe me. I have to tell you this. I know my body. And I know its not gonna last long now."

"Are you insane!? Stop your bullshit Suho. Stop and just stop talking already.", Seojun screamed and then instantly regretting as he held Suho's cheek with his hand.

"Please don't say this. Don't give up. Jukyung needs you. We need you. I need you.", Seojun stuttered.

"Jukyung, Jukyung she's pregnant.", Suho muttered.

"Really? You've a more reason to stay strong. You're gonna be a dad Suho!", Seojun replied unsure what more to say.

"No, you're- you're not getting me."

"What am I not getting Suho? Stop beating around the bush. Ju-just stay quiet. You're in pain."

"I'm getting away with this pain soon, I know that. That's why I need a favor from you which might be a lot to ask."

Seojun's eyes were wet with tears after hearing Suho speak like that with quavering tone. He couldn't bring himself to stop Suho from speaking anymore after realizing how stiff and stirred his sound was and how he was hardly able to utter anything. 

"Go ahead. I'll listen to you.", Seojun murmured to him, wiping his tears every few seconds.

"Seojun-ah, we both grew up without a dad by our sides. Nobody can understand better than us how difficult it is to grow up without a father. And now as I'm hardly able to control my body, I can think of nothing else but my child. My child will grow up without a dad and I don't want my baby to face the same grieve as we faced."

Seojun's eyes were blank. He just stared at Suho and listened to him unable to express anything. He was getting what Suho was saying but at the same time, he couldn't process any of it.

"Please be my child's dad Seojun. Be my child's father.", Suho muttered. Seojun didn't say anything but looked down.

"Please promise me Seojun-ah. Please, it's my last wish"

Seojun's chin trembled. He looked at Suho's quavering lips, begging eyes and dying breaths. He couldn't say that he already had someone in his life and couldn't take this responsibility to a dying friend. Gulping thickly, he pulled his hands away from Suho's arms. 

Suddenly, Suho's ears and mouth stated bleeding and his eyes quivered. Seojun was frozen at his place. In a second, bunch of doctors and nurses rushed inside and started checking him.

"Please Seojun.", Suho mumbled as he gasped for a single breathe.

Seojun watched in terror as Suho's skin paled and his eyes turned yellowish. His bandages were now covered with blood and he couldn't speak anymore. Unable to deny, he gave in.

 "Okay. I promise."

Suho gave a small smile and took a deep last breath before the monitors finally showed parallel horizontal lines with buzzing sound.

Seojun closed his eyes and looked away. A tear was formed but he wouldn't let it fall. He chewed on his lower lip, trying not to make a noise.

"I love you brother", Seojun said to the still body in front of him as he fell to his knees, bursting out.

"I'll keep my promise. I'll father your child. I promise."