Jumin took deep breaths as he slid down the alley way wall, his attacker making a run for it. He took his hand away from his wound to see he was bleeding a worrying amount. He took out his phone and called Jaehee. He knew he would die, he just wanted to hear his wife's voice one more time.

"Hello?" Jaehee picked up on the first ring. He swallowed to steady his voice.

"Ah, my lovely wife.."

"Jumin? You don't sound too good.. Are you okay?" Jaehee asked. He chuckled at her question. To think he would miss their dinner date tomorrow.

"Yes, I'm ah, I'm fine," He said, trying not to give any hints of pain. He didn't want to worry her, he just wanted to hear her and love her one last time.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, my love. Now, have I told you how much I love you?"

"Many times,"

"May I say it again?"

"Of course. I suppose," Jaehee's voice had a questioning tone to it but her unspoken question was never answered.

"You mean so much to me. I love you. It hasn't been long since we had married, but do you remember the wedding?" He let out an almost inaudible grunt of pain.

"Yes," A chuckle. "It was over extravagant for my taste but it was such a happy day,"

"Zen walked you down the ugh, the aisle,"

"Yes, haha, he had almost cried,"

"Ha... I did too... You're so beautiful, Jaehee. So so beautiful..." His voice was getting to a whisper. His mouth was getting dry and he took another gulp of his own saliva. His breathing was slowing down.

"Jumin, are you really okay?"

"Just keep talking, honey,"

"Okay? I remember that Yoosung had snuck off with MC to get a sneak peek at the cake,"

"By sneak peek, I do hope you mean they ate the icing,"

"Yes, that is what I mean," Her laugh echoed in the alley way. His vision was getting darker.

"Oh, Jaehee... How much do I love you? God... Words... No words can describe it... There's nothing in my vocabulary, nothing I can splice together to even give.you a fraction of what I feel... Jesus, I hope I get to see you soon, I hope I get to love you so much more than what I already have..."

"You've done so much, it's okay. I love you too, I love you so much..."

No answer

"Jumin..?"

A heartbeat.

"Jumin..!"

"Sir?! Sir, are you alright?!"

"Who's that? Jumin, are you okay?!"

"His phone.. Hello? Is this the police?! This man needs medical assistance, he's been stabbed!"

"..This.. this is his wife.."

Her phone slipped from her grip and fell to the hard ground.

Well here's some angst that nobody asked for. Forgive me.