Yura pressed her forehead against her mother's shoulder, eyes glistening but still trying to smile for her. "You have to stay, you have to stay with Dad.." she whispered. "Even if we can't."
Her mother shook violently, burying her face in her lap as she cried and cried, the kind of grief that had no bottom, no end with no way to soften.
And on the hospital bed beside them, Min‑jae lay utterly still.
Unmoving.
Completely unaware.
His soul elsewhere, while this world broke without him.
***********
The next morning, Min-jae woke up to a low ache in his chest, he rubbed his chest slightly as he sat up.
"Good morning, did you sleep well? Does your body hurt? I've called for a physician, need to know if your ribs are okay and if you're okay generally.."
-_-
Min-jae laid down back, maybe he should really get checked by a doctor.
"Okay.."
Meical who was arranging the desk froze, why was Kaizar so ductile today? He left the desk and walked back to the bed.
