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Why haven't you ever replied? Are you alright? Are you and our child alive? Is everything alright? Has Jeno returned home yet? He must have. Darling I'm sorry but I'm as strong as I once was, the injuries are out numbering and I'm sad that my baby bear won't write to me, I'm worried. How are you guys? Daddy loves you baby and Mommy.
I know I shouldn't say this but I don't think I'll survive this journey, I'm flying again, my wounds make me want to throw up, I can't see but I'm trying my hardest. Each day is a gift, my prayers to God are just to keep you and our baby safe. I wish I could see your smile one last time. For I know I won't make it this time, your face, the soft giggles of our baby. I miss you so much darling,
I hate to say this but......

Don't Wait For Me Anymore.

Mark Lee.

That was the last letter, the others were drenched and faded, he couldn't read it properly. Haechan tried to compose himself and not cry, he dressed himself up for his days class at the university where he lectured. Nana noticed something was wrong but he didn't ask his mother in law thinking that perhaps he was emotional after reading those letters.

"Y-You can read T-Them if you want." Haechan smiled as he kissed Miley's cheek and left.

As he drove to the place his chest began tightening and he started sweating so much he knew there was something wrong, they had said that he shouldn't have emotional stress for the first 30 days after his first heart attack but finding out his husband told him to stop waiting for him triggered Haechan dangerously. Michael was at his office when he got a call from school saying that his mother's heart had stopped beating and was serious in the hospital.

"What's wrong?!" Michael asked the student that had taken Haechan to the hospital.

"I don't know oppa. He just collapsed on the parking lot. The doctor wanted a family member to come to talk." She said as she left and doctor came to speak to the boy.

"This is the second time Michael. Cardiac arrests aren't a joke. What if he ends up dying?! What are you guys doing to him?!" The doctor snapped clearly mad at the boy. Nana rushed in and Michael sighed at his wife.

"Michael?" Nana looked so lost the taller boy hugged him tightly.

"He's got an attack again Nana." Michael mumbled trying not to end up crying. The pregnant male gave the son the letter that his father had written lastly.

His time is ticking by, hoping his husband would one day come back to him, it's getting harder for him, his heart is failing, the flowers are dying, the wait for Mark Lee is getting more painful, but he still insists in waiting for him, through all the pain, through all the agony, even if he were to die he wants to hold on to the flicker of hope. Caroline was old, a heart attack T her age wasn't shocking but at the age of the age 45 indeed scares us. My mother in law deserves her happiness. If anyone knows of has heard of A Mark Lee, please call this number or mail me.

NajameRen Lee

They waited for a response for the stories Nana would write everyday, but no one called,no one mailed not was there any sign of survival regarding Mark. Haechan smiled at Michael as if there wasn't anything that bothered him. But deep down he wanted to wait a little longer. Perhaps there would come a day when Mark would actually come back.

"Mom how are you feeling?" Michael caressed his mother's pale chubby cheek.

"Numb? I don't know anymore. But he isn't dead.........he won't break his promises. I never did. He's always lived up to them. Michael your father never hurt me or broke my heart, we never had arguments, we were always happy. What happened to us Sparkles?" Haechan whispered his softly, his eyes over flowing with tears. Michael sniffled kissing his mother's forehead as he cried softly on his face.

"Mom........I never met Dad. My whole life revolves around you, you are my only family, please I need you to be there with me. For a very long time. I don't know if Dad's alive, or if he's dead and gone. I just want you to not loose yourself along with your life." Michael pleaded at the older male who lifted his stubby palm to caress his son's face. He looked so much like Mark, except for the big doe eyes and glasses.

"I'm not going to die without seeing Mark again. How can I rest in peace when I don't know what happened to my husband?" Haechans lips trembled, he looked so withered on the hospital bed. Was this a sign that there was no hope anymore? No one knew.

Nana visited mostly, for Michael had work. The pink head tried his best to find out about his father in law. At least if it's his grave he finds. It was something. Haechan giggled softly at Miley excitedly watching outside the window.

"I wish I had never let him go. Then we'd still be together, we'd have four children, a dog, you and Miley and just us. I'm afraid Nana." Haechan whispered sniffing so much Nana hugged him tightly.

"We are going to find him Mommy. We will do anything and everything we can to get you back your Mark." Nana promised as he bobbed their noses together. Haechan faintly nodded, falling back onto the bed gently.

"Don't leave me." Haechan mumbled drifting off to sleep. This gorgeous precious boy did not deserve to be seperated from his love. Nana prayed that someday Mark would be found. Dead or alive. He was fucking sure of it that he'd do anything for his mama bear.