Minho was the first to wake up again. He had been operated immediately after arriving at the hospital and had survived the operation well.

Fortunately, no important organs had been hit. The healing process would still take quite a while, but the doctors were confident that he would fully recover.

Jisung, on the other hand, worried them much more. Physically, he had not suffered any major injuries.

The bruises and choking marks would slowly heal and through the infusions his vital values were all right, but he didn't wake up yet.

They had even done a brain scan to make sure he had normal brain activity, but everything was fine there too.

When Minho woke up and stared at the white ceiling for seconds without understanding where he was, he felt panic rising.

"Hey Min... Calm down! We are here!"

His gaze flew in the direction from which the voice had come. Chan and Changbin sat in chairs at the other end of the room.

Changbin was asleep and Chan had just got up and approached him.

Minho immediately slipped aside so that Chan could lie down with him.

He awkwardly climbed into bed to Minho, put his arm around him and carefully pulled Minho towards him.

"Where- where is he..?"

Minho hardly dared to ask the question, he was so afraid of the answer.

"They took him with them for another brain scan. It's a mystery to them why he doesn't wake up."

Minho buried his face on Chan's shoulder and let his tears run wild, while Chan gently stroked his back.

"He is strong! He will survive this!" Chan whispered to him and gently squeezed Minho at himself.

"How long have we been here?" Minho asked in a tear-suffocated voice.

"Slightly more than 24 hours. Jimin and your team grabbed the remaining bastards and put them in prison!"

This made Minho breathe a sigh of relief, but the concern for Jisung weighed more heavily than the relief that the guys were in prison.

"I can't lose him..." he whispered.

"You won't either! We won't! And until he wakes up again, Binnie and I won't leave your side for even a second!"

Minho gratefully snuggled up to Chan. Even if his shoulder and leg hurt and throb like hell. But the closeness helped to calm his upset nerves and to reduce mental pain a little.

"Sleep Min, Honey! I'll take care of you and wake you up as soon as they bring Jisung back!"

Minho didn't hesitate for a moment to comply. His whole body felt exhausted and next to his shoulder and his leg, his head hurt terribly.

He snuggled even closer to Chan and closed his eyes.

"Get well soon, honey!" Chan whispered and kissed him on the forehead.

Minho just managed to nod before he fell asleep.

Smiling, Chan brushed his hair off his face and then closed his eyes himself.

The fear for Jisung was still present in him, but he was in the best hands here and the doctors gave everything they could.

Chan, Changbin and Minho had gotten so little sleep in the last few days and nights that they were all pretty done.

Minho certainly more, just because of the gunshot wounds, but the concern for Jisung had kept Chan and Changbin just as awake.

Chan knew that there would still be a few exhausting days ahead of them all. And because he knew that Changbin wouldn't mind him being in bed with Minho, he closed his eyes and fell asleep almost instantly, like Minho.

They had all slept together in a bed so many times that they were used to findi comfort and closeness in each of them. There were also things they didn't share with each other, but only Minho with Jisung and Chan with Changbin, but cuddling and kisses were not part of it.

It had all been a challenge for all of them at the beginning to explain the closeness that prevailed between Chan, Changbin and Jisung to someone else and also to assess how Minho dealt with it.

And even if Minho had found it difficult to deal with it at the beginning, he had quickly been in the middle of it without realizing it.

Before he got together with Jisung, he had left nothing or anyone close to him.

And after they got together, he had to get used to it first. First to get attention and affection from one, later from three wonderful men.

Changbin woke up when the room door was opened and a still unconscious Jisung was brought in.

Tired, he rubbed his eyes and turned to Chan, who had sat next to him, but he was no longer there.

Frowning, he searched the room for him and finally found him lying close to Minho in Minho's bed.

The nurse had pushed Jisung back to his place by the window and then briefly looked over to Minho and Chan with raised eyebrows.

She quickly tried to get her expression back under control, but Changbin had still seen it.

"Is there any news?" he asked as if nothing had happened.

"The doctor will come soon and talk to you."

She left the room and Changbin got up sighing.

They usually kept it very private that they were so close. Neither for Minho nor for 3Racha would it be good if any rumors were made public.

But he could understand that Minho needed the closeness.

For a moment he stood next to Jisung by the bed. With a worried face, he gently put his hand on his cheek.

"You have to get well again, honey..."

Then he went over to Minho's bed and gently stroked Chan's arm to wake up.

"Hey baby. You have to wake up."

Chan opened his eyes tired and looked at him equally confused and accusing.

"I want to sleep," he murmured and was close to cuddling to Minho and closing his eyes again.

"Baby, the doctor is coming right away to talk to us about Ji. You'd better get up. The nurse has already seen you in bed with Minho."

Sighing, Chan stood up and then gently woke Minho up.

"Honey, wake up. Ji is back."

Exhausted, Minho opened his eyes and needed a moment to realize what Chan had said.

As soon as he understood what Chan meant, he tried to sit up. With a painfully distorted face, he finally set up and stared over to his fiancé.

"Can you help me get up?"

Chan nodded, got up carefully himself so as not to hurt Minho and then helped him get off the bed.

Minho laboriously walked over the few steps to Jisung's bed and stopped at the headboard.

He gently reached for Jisung's hand.

With bitten teeth, he finally gently stroked the choking marks on his neck and wished to have just shot the guys once again.

Tears gathered in his eyes and eventually ran down his cheeks.

"He will get well again!"

Chan had stood behind him and carefully pulled Minho upon himself.

Minho leaned exhausted against him and nodded.

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