Panicked. Worried. Fearful.

Luhan could not think properly as he tried his best to run up the stairs and get his phone. His tummy almost bumped harshly into the door but thank God he was agile and avoided that. Finally reaching the phone, he fumbled around with the screen, clicking on unimportant things rather than to go in contacts and call Sehun. He did just that after exiting out of a dating app and searched quickly for Sehun's name, but crap! He deleted his number.

"Remember it, Luhan!" He told himself, thinking hard to remember the number. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to remember the numbers. "Yes!" He exclaimed and dialed the number. He bit his bottom lip nervously as he waited for Sehun to pick up.

At the same time, Sehun was in the bathroom, spilling his guts for the fifth time today and it made him sick and worn out. His phone rang and he stumbled into the room and answered it without looking at the caller ID.

"Yes?" he asked in a tired voice

"Sehun, come pick me up now. It's Chanyeol and Baekhyun. Hurry!" Luhan said in a rushed tone.

Sehun grumbled and sat down on the bed, "Can't you just ask someone else to do it? I'm not feeling well an-"

"Fuck you!" Luhan spat and hung up. He threw his phone into the wall, for sure breaking it and began to cry. What's he going to do?

Before he could think any further, a car -his car, pulled up into the front yard and he looked out and saw that it was Yura. She honked the horn loudly and Luhan looked out with his teary eyes.

"COME QUICK!" Yura yelled and Luhan wiped his face furiously before he rushed down the stairs.

Reaching the last two steps, his legs suddenly weakened and he fell, crying in pain. The worst part was, he fell on his stomach.

--

Red was all that could be seen on Chanyeol's and Baekhyun's body. They were lying unconsciously on two separate beds as doctors rushed them to the emergency room. Baekhyun, being the pregnant one, was operated on almost immediately as he was carried into the emergency room.

"Check if he's still breathing," a doctor instructed as he put on gloves and grabbed medical utensils to operate with.

Another doctor did as told and furrowed his eyebrows as he touched Baekhyun's neck and wrists. "I don't feel anything"

"Quick! Get him an oxygen mask and pass me the defibrillator"

"But doctor, won't that hurt the fetus?" The doctor questioned and he sighed.

"It's better to do that than kill the both them . At least one will survive; the baby or this boy" The doctor explained, but what he didn't know was that there were actually three babies inside and not one.

In another room, Chanyeol was being operated on. His hands had countless amounts of cuts and scratches on them, his face was badly bleeding because of the impact it had with the windshield and his legs were needless to say, broken. If anyone saw him right now they would think he's dead, but the subtle beating of his heart gave the doctor's hope that he can still survive.

Doctors buzzed busily around the room, operating on the both of them non-stop in an attempt to save them. The doctors are still trying to resuscitate Baekhyun, but they just can't seem to do. After ten minutes of doing so, he should be awake by now but he' still unconscious; apparently dead. The doctors are losing hope, becoming discouraged by the seconds as they fail to revive their patient.

Chanyeol's still unconscious, but at least he still has a pulse and is being dealt with carefully.

"CLEAR!" The doctor yelled for the nth time, determined but slowly losing hope. He pressed the paddles against Baekhyun's chest, his body jerking because of the voltage, but still, the boy won't wake up.

Frustrated, the doctor slammed the defibrillator on the floor and tore off his mask. He pinched Baekhyun's nose and tilted his head up a little before he placed his mouth on Baekhyun's and blew air into him. Nothing.

--

To say the day was chaotic, was an understatement. It was worse - it was a nightmare laced with karma and bad luck. First, Chanyeol's and Baekhyun's accident, then Luhan's accident. Another thing, the driver of the car that Chanyeol hit into wasn't hurt badly - just a cut on his face that's bound to leave a scar, but nothing more -and he isn't the least bit worried about Baekhyun and Chanyeol.

"Look at my face!" He complained, looking into the mirror that the female doctor was holding up for him. "I'm going to sue them!"

"Sir, please calm down"

He was enraged and it drove him mad. "How am I going to model again? With this face, I'm not going to get any more contracts and I'll lose the ones I'm signed with now. Tell me, don't I have the right to be angry?"

The doctor rolled her eyes, "Sir, you're lucky you're even alive. The other two involved in the accident are barely making it, or not even making it all. I don't think you have any right to be angry at all. It's just a cut and will heal in no time. They are in critical conditions and you're h-"

"Oh, fucking hell! Who cares?" The man spat, "My face is how I survive and they ruined that. You're acting as if this is my fault. As if I'm the one who decided to fucking wreck my vehicle into another. I'm going to sue the hell out of them and make sure that I get everything back - from the car to my face!"

"Sir, y-"

"I prefer to be called Yifan"

"Yifan, it's people like you who ruin others life. It was an accident and who knows, maybe you're the one who was at fault"

"Blaming this on me now?" Yifan piped up again. "He was the stupid fucking idiot who crashed into me. Listen, I'm done talking to you. Dress my cut so I can file a lawsuit and make their lives a living hell just like what they did to mine! And don't you dare say you won't do it or else I'll have you fired!"

For the doctor, hate was an understatement.

--

Chanyeol's mother arrived at the hospital, worry pricking every fiber of her being as she made her way over to the receptionist.

"Ch-Chanyeol and Baekhyun, where are they?" She asked worriedly

"They're being operated on at the moment, but you can sit in the waiting area and we'll update you on any news, okay?"

Mrs. Park nodded and sat down beside Mrs.Byun who was unaware of anything that was happening around her. She received news that her son might not make it, much less the babies and she's out of it, completely lost in her own world of fear. What will she do if she loses her only son? Her grandchildren? To be honest, she would prefer if Baekhyun lived if the situation turned out to be that only one can be saved. I mean, he can always conceive again, can't he?

Everyone was lost in their own thoughts, not recognizing that time was ticking quicker than it normally did. It's been three hours since they have been sitting there, but still no word about the two.

~2 hours later~

The doctor came out with a smile on his face as he clasped his hands together. The two women looked up at him with hope in their eyes.

"Well?" Mrs. Park asked and the doctor chuckled

"Apart from his broken legs, fractured ribs and badly cut face and hands, he's fine" The doctor explained. "He's currently resting and will be allowed visitor's tomorrow"

"Wait, is that Chanyeol or Baekhyun?"

The doctor looked at his clipboard, "Chanyeol."

"What about Baekhyun?"

"I'm sorry..."

***

TRUST ME, HE'S FINE!!