It took quite a while for the doctor to finally come.

Minho had been persuaded by Chan to go back to bed after he managed to give Jisung a kiss on the forehead.

Chan had gone outside to talk to their manager on the phone. He had already initiated that their comeback should be postponed, but a lot still had to be clarified.

Changbin had helped Minho back to bed and then stood next to it a little undecidedly, but Minho had slipped to his side, as before with Chan, and had given him some space to lay down next to him.

"I don't want to be alone now... I would like to lay in bed with Ji, but that would probably not be a good idea." he muttered down.

After that, Changbin didn't hesitate for a second, lay down in bed with him and carefully pulled him into his arm.

"He will do it. He is the one of us who fought hardest to get that far. He won't give up now!"

Minho hoped so much that Changbin would be right. He loved him with all his heart and just couldn't imagine his life without him.

Surely Jisung had fought hardest of all of them, but they had all fought.

Minho had only grown up with his mother. A cold-hearted, empathy-less woman who thought that you had to have children for your image, but they weren't useful otherwise at all.

Minho only received love from some of his nanny's in his childhood. But also of them only sparsely.

He had to quickly learn to hide his soft side behind a damn hard shell.

And Jisung had been the first to break this shell. Without even trying.

Again, tears gathered in Minho's eyes and he clenched his hands into fists. He didn't want to cry anymore. He wanted to be strong for Jisung. But the damn tears didn't stop running down on his cheeks.

"It's all going to be okay, honey! We have done everything together so far. We can do that too!"

Changbin stroked his back and gently kissed him on the forehead.

"Maybe you should try to sleep a little more. I'll wake you up when the doctor is here."

Minho nodded and closed his eyes tired.

Chan came back before the doctor was there. He looked angry and Changbin set up worried.

"What's going on?"

"Oh, our manager is just a stupid bum! He understands that we are postponing the comeback a little, but he would find more than a month exaggerated and irresponsible."

Changbin shook his head furiously.

"Ji hasn't even woken up again?! What does he imagine?"

The angry expression on Chan's face disappeared almost instantly when he stood by the bed at Jisung.

"I know..." he whispered.

He looked as worried and sad as Changbin hadn't seen him in a long time.

He gently stroked Jisung's arm and kissed him on the forehead.

The fact that the doctor had still not come to them with news almost drove Chan crazy.

Just when he wanted to set off to look for him and had almost left the room, he saw him coming down the hallway.

He quickly closed the door again and went over to Minho's bed.

"Baby, you have to get up. The doctor is coming and you're right, they don't necessarily have to see who of us is in bed with whom."

Changbin straightened up as quickly as possible and then left the bed as carefully as he could.

Just in time, they sat down again on the two chairs on the window before knocking briefly and then the door opened.

Minho, who of course had noticed this and why Changbin had left his bed, set up laboriously and looked forward to the doctor.

He approached him and stopped at the end of the bed.

"How nice that you are awake again. We are happy about that. Your operation went well and after the wounds have healed and some physiotherapy, we are very confident that you will recover completely!"

Minho nodded politely and thanked him, but the impatience to know about Jisung was probably clearly visible to him.

"However, your fiancé worries us a lot. In the end, he lacks nothing physically. And even the brain scans did not reveal anything noticeable. Apparently he is quite healthy. He just doesn't want to wake up somehow. Maybe he just needs some more time to get through the trauma and he wakes up on his own in a few hours to days. At the moment we only can wait."

And with that, the doctor left the room again. Minho would have liked to have thrown anything at him. Even though he knew that the guy was just doing his job, he really resented him that he couldn't help Jisung.

"Oh, Min..."

Both Chan and Changbin had got up the moment the door had closed and went over to Minho again.

The expression on Minho's face could hardly be described. It was a mixture of unbelief, hopelessness and despair.

Now he had found Jisung and brought him to safety and he still couldn't do anything to help him.

Chan and Changbin felt similar, but they did their best to hide their worries. They tried hard to give strength for Minho and Jisung to get well again.

Chan gently put his hand on Minho's arm and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"I'll drive briefly to your apartment and then to our apartment, get change of clothes and some other things we need."

Changbin nodded, he already knew about the plan, but Minho looked at him worried.

"But not with the guys from the chauffeur service, right?!"

"No, Jimin is here and offered to drive me there. I just met him outside in the hallway."

"Oh, that's okay. You can trust him."

With these words, Chan had to smile, leaned down again to Minho and gave him a real kiss.

Then he walked around the bed, pulled Changbin to himself and kissed him too.

"I'll be back soon. And the three of you don't do anything stupid and in the meantime! That means you'll all still be in this room when I come back!"

This made both Minho and Changbin smile at least a little and Chan was able to leave the hospital room a little more calmly.

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