"No..." Namjoon's eyes widened. "Seokjin, no. You can't die. Please..." He checked his pulse.

Nothing. There was no pulse on Seokjin's arm.

The doctor carried his frail, weakened body to his car.

The thought of Seokjin being dead was blocked from Namjoon's mind and vocabulary, the doctor didn't want to even think about it. He drove off into a dark pathway, trying his best to see the road, but something in his vision wasn't letting him focus clearly.

Soon enough, tears streamed down his cheeks when reality kicked in.

"You have to live. You have to make it." He held Seokjin's hand, with high hopes that he might feel a pulse. And there it was. A very weak one, but the man had regained a pulse in his left hand. Namjoon sped up in his car from the emotion and the fear that this slow pulse Seokjin was able to regenerate, would eventually stop.

"I'm going to be alright." The man's voice was almost inaudible from the amount of blood gushing out of his mouth. He lifted his shirt a bit, exposing his stomach. It was swelling up fast.

"You have internal bleeding." He saw Namjoon and instead of attending to his own injuries and or complaining about the immense amount of pain he felt throughout his entire body, Seokjin's first instincts were to reach out his right hand to wipe away the tears that were streaming down Namjoon's face.

"No crying." He took a shaky deep breath in. "Heroes don't cry, they... Cheer for those who they... Have saved." He tilted his head back.

"Don't call me a hero just yet, I still have a lot of saving to do."

~~~

The doctor parked his car in the first place he could find, not caring if the police would give him a ticket or not. At the moment, all he cared about was getting Seokjin some serious medical attention.

"Can you get up?" Namjoon asked. Seokjin nodded, but his body said otherwise. He stepped out of the car and instantly collapsed in the young doctor's arms who carried him into the emergency room.

They took the man off of Namjoon's hands to lay him down on a hospital bed. The doctor saw how much pain the man had been masking from him behind a strong, stone cold face. He began hyperventilating when the nurses were taking him away.

Namjoon thought that the stress he was feeling in the car while driving would go away when he got the man to the ER, but it duplicated.

He didn't know if the man was alive, or if he was already gone. The only thing he could do now was wait hours for someone to come up to him and give him an update on how Seokjin was doing.

Two hours had gone by and no one came to inform him on Seokjin's condition. Namjoon was becoming mentally unstable with each passing minute turning into torture for him.

Thankfully, after the long wait, a doctor finally went up to Namjoon to inform him about
Seokjin's current health status.

"So we just put Seokjin in a room, after performing an emergency procedure on him. His hemoglobin was dangerously low, it's a miracle that he survived. How did this happen?"

Namjoon came up with a believable story for the doctor to take in all of the information he was distributing to him.

"So he's always had his hemoglobin levels low because of his anemia and he fell how...?" The doctor asked after hearing Namjoon's story.

Namjoon cleared his throat to think of something to make up.

"He got up to use the restroom and because it was late at night, he didn't see very well." The man began to write down every detail as Namjoon continued talking.

"I woke up to the sound of him shouting for help. He had fallen down the stairs and badly
Injured himself." Namjoon finished his sentence by adding additional information to the back story of how Seokjin got injured. Having gathered that information, the doctor went back to check up on how Seokjin was and if he had woken up or not.

Namjoon stayed in the waiting room, hoping he would be called soon to be able to see Seokjin.

"Kim Namjoon? Seokjin is awake now if you're ready to see him." Namjoon got up and followed the nurse in a heartbeat until she lead him to a bright, clean and sterilized room.

His heart was racing, as he walked over to Seokjin. The man was covering his mouth every now and then.

"We've asked him various questions but the man just won't respond to them." Namjoon raised his eyebrows at the doctor in front of him.

He knew why Seokjin didn't want to talk, he feared being judged by his fangs or even getting captured. So Namjoon spoke for him instead.

"The impact of the fall left him traumatized, he needs time to recover from it physically and mentally." The other doctor seemed to understand, and somewhat felt bad for Seokjin, so he just spoke with Namjoon and let the poor man rest.

"I'll be back to check on him later on." He left Namjoon alone in the room with Seokjin.

Namjoon gently caressed the man's hair.

"Na-amjoon-" He struggled to talk, even though Namjoon told him to just rest, the man didn't want to.

Namjoon allowed him to speak. He got closer to Seokjin, who gripped onto his arms tightly and nearly dug his nails into his back from the amount of force he put into the embrace he gave the doctor. This hug felt eternal, but it lasted for a few minutes. To Namjoon, this was more than just a regular hug, it was something serious.

Seokjin never hugs him this much. Namjoon felt the man's arms shaking as he held onto him.

"N-amjoon... Namjoon..." His mood suddenly changed and things took a turn for the worse when Namjoon noticed blood was coming out of Seokjin's mouth again.

He was experiencing shortness of breath, yet that didn't stop him from babbling, trying to come up with sentences the best he could.

"Shh, shh, stop talking. Please, let me go get help!" Namjoon got up but Seokjin held onto him violently, with more force. Namjoon wasn't afraid of Seokjin's sudden behavior, he was afraid of losing him.

"Seokjin, let me call the doctors. You're bleeding again and you could be having another seizure-" Seokjin didn't let the man go. He kept him in his arms until Namjoon gave in and stayed in his arms as he wanted.

"Namjoon, I'm... Sorry.... For the trouble I caused you." The man stuttered, becoming more and more desperate for air each time.

Namjoon tried to stay composed but seeing Seokjin like this made him feel sick to his stomach and it was hard for him to hold back on crying. He wasn't the type to cry for just anything, but seeing his lover struggling to say a simple word, gasping for air, just made him feel so frightened and upset.

"I- I never... Loved Joowon... I would never cheat on you. Nam- Namjoon, I'm not- I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm just thankful. I'm very thankful for- For everything that y...
you have done for me up to now. Now... You won't have to worry so much anymore." His inaudible laughter caused Namjoon to furrow his eyebrows out of confusion.

"This isn't over yet, Seokjin. I'm going to take you home, I'm going to help you heal, and I'll protect you against everyone." Hearing Namjoon's words made Seokjin struggle harder with his speech as tears brimmed from the corner of his eyes, blurring his vision again.

Namjoon was now wiping the man's tears away, feeling his heart sink deeper and deeper.

"Namjoon, thank you for making my wish come true." The doctor was confused.

"What do you mean by wish? What wish, sweetheart?" He asked.

"In... The h- hospital when they were going to... Kill me, I asked the nurse to let me talk to you before dying. My wish came true after all." Seokjin's deep voice was slowly fading away as his breathing decreased.

"Seokjin. Hey, don't close your eyes. Baby, you have to stay strong." Namjoon felt Seokjin loosen his tight grip on him.

"Farewell, my love."

Seconds later, his heart monitor started to beep loudly, showing a single line.

Seokjin's heart had stopped.

Namjoon quickly started to perform CPR on the man, and began to pump his chest with his hands. He checked for a pulse, listened carefully for any breathing, and there was simply nothing but Seokjin's lifeless body lying down on the hospital bed.

"Help! Somebody help me!" Namjoon gave in and started begging for help. In a matter of seconds, the room was filled up with respiratory therapists, who were draining the blood out of Seokjin's mouth, while the rest of the doctors activated the defibrillators.

~~~

Namjoon was later on informed by one of the doctors that Seokjin had passed away.