Jinsung's Pov

   I bursted out in laughter turning around, "Exactly! Do you know how much that wounds me?" Bam rolled his eyes, a smile on his face. "Well, I'm sorry. You really were the best father ever.. So thank you," he began to space out, staring at the door. "Earth to Bam," He whipped his head back towards us. He looked out of it, he looked.. Empty?

   "Bam," I used my concern voice, one he knew very well. He waved me off, "I'm fine," I stood up, and walked towards him. I placed out my hand, and he placed his palm on mine. I dropped my voice to a whisper, "What's going on.." He sighed. "I just want him to be ok.." I sighed, kneeling down. "He'll be fine, wanna know how I know?" He shot me a questioning look, "Because if he wants to date you, than a measly bullet wouldn't be able to take him out like your attitude."

   He gasped, whacking me in the arm. "I thought you were going to be nice!" I laughed, standing up. "I thought you were to as a kid, but you were harsh." I laughed. He was always so fun to tease, he had certainly gotten better with his attitude. He was a kind, determined young boy. I was proud to call him son. I waved away the teasing and brought Bam over to the group.

   We both sat on the floor, him still murmuring. I ignored the fact and turned towards everyone else. Everyone was quiet, like no one knew what to say. They started at Bam with pity, like he was a porcelain doll. Like one touch, and he'd break. I think he caught in and spoke up, "I'm still the same Bam you know, so don't treat me any differently.."

  It took everyone a minute, but they all nodded. I heard a little sigh of relief from Bam, his shoulders slightly relaxing. He leaned back, and began to catch up with the other youngsters. But I could see others gaze drop to his chest and stomach. He had a broad chest and abs, which I probably take credit for, well at least half. I don't have a clue what he did for seven years either. But either way, I'm a proud father thank you very much.

   I leaned over and whispered into Bam's ear, "Bam, you still don't have a shirt, some ladies and gents look interested~" I leaned back over, sitting up again. His face went bright red, and scrambled to get up. "I-I'm sorry! I'll be right back!" He shuffled out of the room, sprinting for the door. Once he left, I began to snicker to myself.. That boy is a special one.

Bam's Pov

   Oh my god.. I totally forgot I ripped up my shirt. And everyone probably saw all this dried blood and scars, I probably looked like a murder! I shook my head, heading for the bathroom. On the way there I accidentally ran into someone, slamming into the floor. I peered up to see a fellow in scrubs with yellow hair and eyes peered down at me. He put out his hand which I graciously took. I got up and began to apologize, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you, I was just lost in thought and-"

   He waved me off, "It doesn't really matter to me, I was just on the way to check on a patient, the names Wangnan, yours?" He reached out his hand, which I gently shook. "Vio- Bam," He laughed, "Nice to meet you, Bam." He was about to head off when his eyes landed on my chest. "Oh my god! Do you need help? I'll go get a doctor!" He sprinted away before I could hush him. Shoot. I can't really run away either. That would be impolite, ugh. I stood there waiting for Wangnan to come back.

   A minute later Wangnan came rushing over with another doctor, she had black raven hair, and orange pinkish eyes. "Oh my! Meets get you checked out!" I began to speak up, " I'm fin-" I was quickly yanked by at the wrist and was dragged towards another room. The lady placed me on the bed, Wangnan right behind her. "Mine name is Mrs. Yeon. I'll be taking care of you, what exactly happened?"

   "It's not mine," They both shot me nervous glances before I continued, "You know how Khun Aguero Agnes is here and how he got shot?" They nodded, Mrs. Yeon grabbing some disinfectant and cotton balls, cleaning off 'my' blood and 'my cuts.'

   "I was the one who caught him and cradled him. So this is all of his blood. We had to rush into the hospital and I didn't care to clean it his blood," They nodded and Mrs. Yeon shot me a sincere smile. "How's Khun doing?" I sighed, "He's ok, not awake still. I really miss him," They both nodded, Wangnan speaking up. "So what's your guys relationship?"

   I froze up. What am I supposed to say? I don't remember if he came out to the public.. We didn't even get to solidify what we have. I groaned, leaning back onto the table. "I don't know, I haven't seen him in like forever until yesterday.." Wangnan froze, a smiling creeping up his face be off turning towards me.

   "Are you lover boy's lover?" Wangnan and Mrs. Yeon turned towards each other, giggling. They high fives before turning back towards me. They know Khun..? "U-umm.. I'm a little confused.." Mrs. Yeon was inspecting my chest and stomach for cuts, even though there was none. But she didn't know..  "Aw, don't worry about it. We know Khun, just so you know, he is head over heels for ya. Waiting seven years for you, so get together sooner or later or you'll get a whopping for me!"

   I laughed and we continued talking about the little stupid things, hobbies, and music. They were both lovely people. Mrs. Yeon quickly finished up cleaning up the blood. They didn't have any extra shirts.. So this would kinda be a problem. No blood or anything, but no shirt. I was about to leave when I was stopped by Wangnan. "Can I at least get your phone number? Your a pretty cool guy, I can be like.. Your wingman!" I laughed, and took his phone putting my phone number into his phone.

   "I'll also be your wingman to help you with Ms. Yeon.. See you!" I jogged out the door, heading down the hallway when I heard, "WHAT?" I laughed, continuing down the hallway. Where am I going to get a shirt..? Maybe Jinsung can bring me one tomorrow..

    I sighed, heading down the hallway back into Khun's room. Everyone was still sitting on the floor, and Khun was still unconscious. I peaked down the hallway, it didn't seem like he was coming after me. I turned back, facing everyone else before closing the door.

   Everyone turned there head towards me, after hearing the click. I shot them a smile before heading back towards my chair. "No shirt?" Jinsung snickered, I shook my head, a smile on my face. I sat down, slipping my hand in his once again. I laid my head on his bed, looking up at him. Please come back to me baby..

   I looked towards the group, "Does anyone have paper?" Everyone shook there head besides Endorsi who was scavenging through her purse. She pulled out a piece of paper, and walked over towards me handing it to me, also giving me a pen. I flashed her a smile, thanking her.

    I shifted my chair so it faced the nightstand next to his bed. I grabbed Khun's hand, kissing his knuckles again, placing his hand against my cheek. His hand fit perfectly in my, his smooth soft hands against my worn out and blistered ones. I stole one glance at him before I began to write him a song.. I hope he likes it when he wakes up.. I'll sing it for him..