"Baekhyun!" Chanyeol screamed as he shot up from the hospital bed, only to fall down immediately, yelping in pain as the numerous tubes and needles prevented him from reaching the floor.

The doctors quickly helped him up, pulling him gently back onto the bed.

"What's wrong?" Baekhyun asked, walking closer to Chanyeol, grabbing ahold of his hand as he looked at the head doctor.

"Could I possibly discuss this with you outside?" The latter said, walking out once he saw Baekhyun nod.

Once they were both outside, the doctor turned to face Baekhyun, his expression serious.

"It-- uh-- seems like I was wrong about Chanyeol's selective amnesia. We're unsure about what it is, we would have to keep him in a couple more nights if that's oka--"

"No!" Baekhyun interrupted before thinking, immediately covering his mouth and telling the doctor to carry on.

The doctor smiled and placed his hand on Baekhyun shoulder, smiling sincerely at the broken male.

"Its okay, Mr Byun. Its perfectly normal to have that reaction, especially since you haven't been with Chanyeol for weeks. However, it's compulsory that we keep him in and transfer him to the mental health unit, you'll be allowed to visit him, I promise."

Baekhyun hesitated, thinking to himself before looking back at the doctor, nodding slowly.

"But I want regular updates, just in case something happens. I just want him to he okay.." He demanded, turning around before the doctor could respond and walking back into Chanyeol's room.

Chanyeol's head whipped round at the sound of the door opening, his expression brightening once he saw the boy he'd been longing to see.

"Baekhyun!" He exclaimed, moving closer towards the edge of the bed as Baekhyun moved closer.

"Hey," The latter said, smiling sadly as he took a seat next to the bed, "how're you feeling?"

"I'm okay... Better now that you're here."

Baekhyun's smile saddened as he looked down at their hands, which were close to touching.

"Chanyeol... There's something I need to tell you..." Baekhyun started, quickly grabbing the said males hand.

"Cant it wait? I'm being discharged soon, you can tell me then!" Chanyeol said, his smile widening as he stared down at the smaller, who tightened his grip.

"No... Chanyeol, you're not being discharged for a while.." the latter muttered, his voice becoming hoarse.

"What? Why?" Chanyeol asked, tears brimming in his eyes, threatening to fall as his eyes scanned Baekhyun's face, looking for any form of explanation.

"The selective amnesia... They got it wrong and they-- they want to keep you in for a bit longer.."

After that, nothing else could be said. The room was silent, apart from the soft sobs from the younger.

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Chanyeol sat on the bed, staring blankly at the wall as the nurses gave him his antibiotics. Baekhyun sat on the other side of the room, observing from afar.

He swallowed the tasteless pills slowly, gramcing at the nurses.

"Don't forget Mr Park, that you're being moved today." One of the nurses said, her high pitched voice like nails on a chalkboard in Chanyeol's ear.

Nodding nonetheless, he watched as the nurses dismissed themselves, leaving just him and Baekhyun.

The two stared at each other for a long moment, taking the silence as comfort for their aching hearts.

"Chanyeol, I'm so sorry..." Baekhyun started, walking over to sit besides the young boy on the bed. He wound his arms around Chanyeol's thin frame, hugging him tightly.

"Its fine, I'll be okay... Its not like I'm going to die, is it?" The latter replied, both of them chuckling sadly.

However, Baekhyun felt somewhat disheartened by Chanyeol's comment.

'You might not be going off to die this time.. But I'm scared that one day, that exact thing will happen and I wont be there to save you...'