Baekhyun had fallen asleep on the floor of the library and many different things woke him up. His phone was buzzing by his ear while people yelled his name. He blinked his eyes open groggily and sat up with an intense throbbing just behind his right eye. He softly moaned and clicked his phone off, only for it to start ringing again only seconds after as the yelling grew louder.

His mind was fuzzy and he wasn't comprehending anything as he picked up his phone and blurry stared at the screen. The number was unknown and Baekhyun almost hit 'decline' when a little voice in the back of his head whispered for him to answer it. He frowned as he hit 'accept' just as the yelling became even louder.

Two voice yelled at once.

"Baekhyun!" they cried. "Why didn't you answer!"

"Baekhyun! You have to come with me!"

"Baekhyun you have to come to the hospital!"

It was Yoora. It was Luhan.

Baekhyun blinked confusedly and rubbed his head as he hoarsely muttered, "Please. Both of you stop yelling."

"Baekhyun! Wake the fuck up!"

"Chanyeol's in the hospital!"

Baekhyun froze and his hand became numb. The phone slipped from his fingers as Luhan rushed forward and grabbed his shoulders. From over his shoulder he could see Sehun and Daehyun looking on in worry.

Luhan gently shook him as he hurriedly said, "Baek! Get up! I have to take you to the hospital. Chanyeol got worse!"

"He—-he still has a month left . . ." Baekhyun whispered.

"Come on, Baekhyun," Luhan said as he pulled him to his feet.

"He—-he was fine yesterday . . ."

"I'm sorry, Baek."

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Baekhyun hated hospitals. The air was too thick with the stomach twisting stench of chemicals. Everywhere he turned and looked was a person in grief; a person sick; a person in need of help; a person dying . . .

It was all so much and the longer he sat there the worst he felt. The only good thing to happen was when Chanyeol's doctor came by and told them he was ready for visitors. Baekhyun was the first one on his feet and the first one to the room.

"Chanyeol!" he cried when he saw him laying on his hospital bed. His skin was paler and his smile was lazy.

"Baek–hyun. Hi," he muttered tiredly. His speech was lazy and slow do to the medication and pain relievers his doctor had administered.

Baekhyun bit his bottom lip to hold back his sobs as he dashed to his bedside. He tightly grasped the hand not connected to the monitor and pulled it to his lips. A few small tears leaked out of his eyes as he choked, "What happened to the month we were supposed to spend together?"

Chanyeol sighed, his eyes closing slowly and reopening even slower. "People lie, Baek. I lied."

Baekhyun's breath caught. "Wh–what?" he whispered.

"I'm sor–ry . . ."

Baekhyun's bottom lip wobbled and he shook his head. He smiled through his tears as he delicately reached out, caressing Chanyeol's cheek as he whispered, "It's okay. I forgive you."

"Where do you want to go when they release me?" Chanyeol whispered. "I've always wanted to go to Jeju Island. The ocean; the sand between my toes.... Doesn't that sound nice, Baek?"

Baekhyun choked back another sob as he croaked, "Yes. We'll go together."

"We should get married," Chanyeol whispered.

"I'd love to," Baekhyun whispered as silent tears rolled down his cheeks.

"We'll have kids. Two. A girl and a boy. They'll fight sometimes but they'll love each other . . ." Chanyeol murmured as his eyes closed.

"What will we name them?" Baekhyun whispered.

Chanyeol smiled and lightly laughed. "I don't know. You can choose."

Baekhyun nodded and thought for a moment before softly muttering, "*Ae-jeong for our little girl. *Eun-jae for our little boy."

Chanyeol smiled. "I like them . . ." His eyes fluttered back open and he seemed to have a hard time focusing. He sighed. "We'll grow old together in our house by the ocean. You love the ocean. The kids will be happy. You'll swim, and I'll play in the sand with them."

"We'll be happy," Baekhyun whispered.

"We'll be in love," Chanyeol whispered.

"For–forever," Baekhyun choked.

Chanyeol smiled. "Forever with you . . . that sounds like heaven."

"Chanyeol?"

"Yes, Baek?"

"Wait for me?"

"Always."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"Goodbye, Chanyeol," Baekhyun whispered.

"Goodbye, Baekhyun," Chanyeol sighed as his eyes closed one last time.

Then the machine flat lined and all Baekhyun could do was numbly stand there, Chanyeol's limp hand still grasped tightly in his own. He was shoved aside as the doctor and nurses rushed into the room, fighting to revive Chanyeol's heart. When the doctor called it all Baekhyun could see was their future dissolving between his fingers.

His life with Chanyeol nothing but a hopeless wish that'd never come true.

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A/N:

*Ae-jeong: means "love, affection"

*Eun-jae: means "kindness, mercy, charity" and "talent, ability"