Title: Finding You
Pairing: HyukHae, Past!Kihae
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, only the weird plot.
Summary: When two soul mates aren’t going to meet it takes an outside force to bring them together.
Note: This is written from Kibum’s and Donghae’s point of view.
“Where are we going?” Changmin asked, his hand still firmly holding mine.
I turned to look at him for a second before returning my gaze back to the road
“Hospital” I said. When Donghae’s father was in the hospital Donghae got sick and wasn’t able to see him, so I used to sneak a phone in so Donghae could talk to his father.
“Okay” Changmin said squeezing my hand in a comforting way and I turned my head to look at him briefly before returning my attention back to the road ahead.
I could hear two people talking from the front seat but all I felt was my world spinning. The car was making me nauseous, and the pounding in my head only increased the farther we drove.
I clawed the fabric of the back seat, trying to grasp onto anything so I didn’t feel like I was going to float away. I had to bite my bottom lip and shut my eyes tight so I didn’t make sick in the back seat.
Even when the car stopped moving my nausea didn’t disappear. I groaned out in pain when I felt like I was going to throw up. I knew someone opened the car door but I couldn’t tell who it was because I had my eyes closed.
“Here, sit up” a voice I didn’t recognize told me as the person gently propped me up.
“Thank you” I said
“Hae I’m going into the hospital now, Changmin will stay with you” Kibum said and I nodded my head not bothering to open my eyes.
I could hear Kibum’s footsteps as he started to walk away, and I felt Changmin sit down beside me
“Maybe if you get out of the car you won’t feel so sick” he offered and I finally opened my eyes and turned towards him.
He was tall and handsome but shockingly cute as well and the more I stared at him the more I wanted Hyukjae. My tears started to fall down and Changmin panicked
“W-What’s wrong?” he asked “Why are you crying?”
“Did you see him?” I asked
“Hyukjae, did you see him?” I asked again
“Yes” Changmin answered turning his head to the front; it was like he couldn’t look me in the eyes
“Was it bad?” I questioned, trying to stop myself from crying but my tears had a mind of their own.
“Yes” he answered honestly, still not making eye contact with me and I turned my head to look at the front as well.
Donghae’s questions had caught me off guard, I hadn’t expected him to even talk to me, let alone ask such questions, he didn’t even know me.
Even though he was crying his voice was so strong, that is what caught me off guard the most. He sounded so sure that he wanted to know the answer, so willing to accept the truth and I found myself answering honestly. He didn’t deserve for things to be sugar coated, he deserved the plain truth.
But once I had answered his questions he went silent. I thought maybe he was breaking down but when I turned to look at him he was just staring straight ahead. He had tears in his eyes but for the most part he seemed relatively calm.
I was about to ask him if something was wrong, but he beat me to it and the question he asked made my heart stop
“Do you think he’ll survive?” He asked, his voice didn’t shake but I didn’t trust mine not too.
I couldn’t answer; when I saw Hyukjae lying in that hospital bed it really didn’t feel like he had much of a chance of survival. He was hooked up to all those machines and he wasn’t even breathing on his own.
It is hard to believe that the once lively man, who used to date my brother and treated me like his own brother was lying in a hospital bed near death. How could I tell this kid that his boyfriend might not make it? I mean I don’t even know him, how was I supposed to say something like that?
Changmin hadn’t answered my question and that only meant one thing, he didn’t think Hyukjae was going to make it.
“Please” I begged, I wanted to hear him say it out loud, I needed to hear him say it “Just tell me”
“I…” he started to say
“Please” I cut in “no one else would tell me the truth” I said remembering what happened in my room a few minutes ago
I felt myself being shaken awake for the second time that day. I woke up with tears in my eyes and a splitting headache. It was only a dream but it felt so real, every time Kibum would tell me Hyukjae was dead it always felt so real, so definite.
It was Leeteuk who woke me this time and I clung onto his shirt like it was my life support. I cried on him for a minute before I finally asked the question that was plaguing my thoughts and dreams.
“Is Hyukjae going to die?” I asked, my voice sounded oddly calm and composed
“W-What?” more than one person questioned me
“Is Hyukjae going to die?” I asked again, my voice sounded a little stronger than it had before
“Donghae you shouldn’t think like that” Leeteuk gently scolded me but I needed to know so I asked again
“Is he going to die?”
Everyone was silent, no one even dared to look me in the eyes, and that’s when I knew. I knew Hyukjae wasn’t going to make it, he was going to die.
“Tell me” I sort of snapped, I didn’t mean to but I just wanted the truth
All I heard where the lies “He’ll be fine” “He’ll wake up” “He’s a fighter, remember what the doctor said” but all their words where empty, meaningless and I didn’t want to hear it.
I used all my strength and stood up, ignoring the gasps and grabs of hands trying to get me to lie back down. I ran out of the room, I ran to find the one person who wouldn’t lie to me, the one person who would tell me the truth if I asked him too; I ran to Kibum.
***End of Flashback***
“Please?” I begged “I need to know” I said looking into his eyes
“It doesn’t look good” Changmin said honestly and even though his words hurt me I smiled at him “but I can’t know if he’ll die or not”
“Thank you” I said and then laid my head on his shoulder. I felt him nod his head but he didn’t say anything.
We sat in silence for a few minutes until a phone started to ring. Changmin picked it up and I closed my eyes as I listened to his gentle voice
“Yeah…Okay, hold on”
“Donghae?” Changmin called me and I grunted as a reply to tell him I was listening “It’s Kibum” he said handing me the phone “I’ll just wait outside of the car to give you some privacy” and then he got out of the car, closing the door.
“Hello?” I asked into the phone when Changmin had left
“Hae, do you remember when you got sick and couldn’t visit you father in the hospital?” Kibum asked and I nodded my head, not caring that he couldn’t see or understand my answer “Well I though you could talk to Hyukjae just like you talked to your father at that time”
“T-Thank you” I cried into the phone
“Okay here he is” Kibum said and then all I heard was the dull sound of beeps and something that sounded like breath.
I couldn’t speak and I felt completely stupid because of that fact. All I wanted was to be able to talk to Hyukjae and when I finally got the chance my words wouldn’t come.
After a minute I finally spoke
“Hyukkie” I whispered, the only reply I got was the beeps and ragged breathing
I inhaled and felt my heart clench in pain
“Please don’t leave me” I begged
“People always leave” I said “don’t be like them Hyukkie, stay with me, stay with me forever”
“Please” I begged again, the tears burning their way down my cheeks “You promised to take me to prom…you promised you’d come with me to Mokpo” I reminded him of all the promises we made in the short time we’ve known each other “You promised you wouldn’t leave me” my voice cracked on that one.
“How am I supposed to live without you?” I sort of yelled “How am I supposed to live if you have my heart? If you die you’ll take it with you and how am I supposed to live without a heart? If you die, I’ll die with you”
“Please” I begged “please don’t die, I love you…you made me love again and you can’t take that away…I won’t love after you, it’s only you…it will only ever be you”
“I love you” I reaped over and over “I love you and if you love me you’ll wake up…if you love me you won’t leave me”
When I didn’t get a reply I let the pain eat away at my heart, Hyukjae wasn’t going to wake up. I lay down in the back seat and let the tears stream down my face, it hurt too much to move.
“Donghae?” Kibum said into the phone and somehow I answered but it didn’t sound like me, it was like I was on autopilot of something.
“Yes” I answered
“Are you finished” he asked
“Okay…I’ll be coming back then”
“Fine” and then I heard the sound of the dial tone before the phone went silent.
I closed my eyes and let the exhaustion take over my body.
A/N: okay i'm really sorry this took so long to update, please forgive me <3
I'm supposed to be working on my 10 page essay but i had to get this out of my head.
One of the reason's i'm not updating this quickly is because i don't know how to end it. i have two idea's where this could go and i don't know which one to pick :(
so i decided instead of me having to pick, that i'd ask you for your help :D
so without giving away the plot here are the choices (and note that chosing no does not mean i will kill Hyukjae :D)
Would you want me to write a sequel to this story?