A/N: Hello lovelies! Another update as promised to ChanBaekTaelogy. 😊 No cliffhanger in this one, but protect your little hearts. It's a tearjerker. Happy reading, and please, don't forget to vote and comment! Thank you!

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Baekhyun waited impatiently in the hospital's waiting room for news. Chanyeol's father and Yoora sat on the opposite side of the waiting room. Baekhyun's parents had showed up an hour ago after getting a call from Chanyeol's dad. They had been surprised when they saw Baekhyun, and hadn't asked about why he was there. Baekhyun was grateful for that; he wasn't in the mood for explaining his presence.

Baekhyun lost track of time as he sat waiting for news —- any news. Eventually a doctor walked into the room. "Mr. Park," he said with a sense of familiarity. "Your son's awake."

Mr. Park sighed in relief as a few tears escaped his eyes. "Can my daughter and I see him?" he asked as he stood up.

"Of course," the doctor softly replied. Then he glanced around the room and asked, "Which one of you is Byun Baekhyun?"

Baekhyun quickly stood up and hurriedly replied, "I am!"

The doctor nodded. "Can you come with us? He's asking for you."

Baekhyun waited outside Chanyeol's room to give him privacy with his family, and not soon enough they were walking out. Mr. Park gestured for his daughter to walk ahead of him before turning to face Baekhyun.

Mr. Park's eyes where red rimmed as he gestured to a bench along the other wall and hoarsely muttered, "Can you sit with me for a moment? I'd like to talk...."

Baekhyun nervously wound his fingers in the hem of his shirt as he muttered, "Okay . . ." He sat down with space between himself and Mr. Park as he asked, "What is this about?"

Mr. Park sighed and tiredly said, "I need to know your intentions with my son. Baekhyun, he doesn't have much longer and I want his last days to be something he'll never forget. And if he gets hurt because of y—-"

"I won't hurt him!" Baekhyun quickly said. "I have nothing but good intentions when it comes to Chanyeol. And Mr. Park, I lost him once already, I don't plan on losing him again. Not the way it matters most . . ." Baekhyun trailed off before softly saying, "Because I love him."

Mr. Park didn't say anything for a moment, then he slowly smiled and muttered, "That's what Chanyeol told me. But I had to be sure . . ." Mr. Park smiled again before standing up. "Okay Baekhyun, go make him happy."

Small tears fell from Baekhyun's eyes at Mr. Park's permission and he stood up, throwing his arms around him in a hug as he quietly said, "Thank you, and I promise, I'll do everything I can...."

Mr. Park nodded and smiled sadly before walking away. Baekhyun sighed and walked towards Chanyeol's room, his hand hovering a moment on the knob before he pushed it open.

Chanyeol was laying too still on his hospital bed when Baekhyun pushed the door open. When it clicked shut, Chanyeol's eyes opened with a small smile as they landed on Baekhyun.

"Hey," Chanyeol softly said.

Baekhyun smiled too and murmured, "Hey."

Chanyeol scooted over on his bed and patted the empty space as he asked, "Want to sit with me?"

Baekhyun smiled and walked forward, slipping into the empty space beside Chanyeol and reaching out for his hand as he softly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chanyeol didn't say anything, he just fiddled with Baekhyun's fingers before quietly muttering, "Not at the moment . . . They have me on morphine for the pain."

Baekhyun's brow furrowed and he bit his bottom lip, his hand tightening around Chanyeol's as he asked, "How long do you have to stay here?"

"It's not really up to them . . ." Chanyeol mumbled.

"Meaning?"

"Do I really have to say it?" Chanyeol whispered.

Baekhyun sighed. "I guess not . . ."

"I was thinking about leaving tomorrow though," Chanyeol muttered.

"Are you sure? Maybe you should stay another day?" Baekhyun muttered.

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because the doctor gave me a new date."

Baekhyun's breath caught. "He—-he gave you a date?"

Chanyeol nodded and continued to play with Baekhyun's fingers, ignoring the pair of eyes burning into him. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" Chanyeol suddenly asked.

"Chanyeol, please don't change the subject. Don't be selfish. I have the right to know."

"Ignorance is bliss, Baek. I don't what to tell you yet. Can't we just enjoy our time together?" Chanyeol muttered.

"But how much time is it?" Baekhyun pressed.

Chanyeol sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "A month."

"A month?" Baekhyun whispered. The words were incomprehensible and all he could do was silently cry.

He was about to say something —- anything —- when the door opened and a nurse walked in. She smiled shyly at the sight and asked, "How are you doing, Chanyeol? Do you need anything?"

Chanyeol shook his head and smiled as he muttered, "No. Thanks, Luna." She nodded and gave them one last smile before closing the door behind her. "Hey, Baek?" Chanyeol mumbled. "I'm getting tired. Do you mind if I see you tomorrow? We can meet at our tree?"

"Our tree . . ." Baekhyun whispered with a smile. "Yes." He smiled again as he leaned forward to place a chaste kiss upon Chanyeol's forehead.

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