"Oh Sehun! Oh Sehun!"

Sehun allowed a small smile to form on his lips as he put the in-ear monitors in place, standing on the dark stage. Thousands of unaware fans sat around him, but only one fan stayed in his mind.

Mae Choyin.
His girlfriend of nearly two years.

An even wider smile formed on his lips, and he shook his shoulders, trying to get into character. Tipping his head to the side, he waited, hearing the music start slowly, the light turning its attention onto him.
Screams filled his ears, and finally, he found his inner stage self, a frown falling on his lips as he moved to the choreography.

---

Later that night, Sehun could tell something was up.
On the way home, the manager kept stealing looks at him from the rearview mirror.
His band members wouldn't talk to him.
Frowning, he ignored them, the thought of being in Choyin's arms in just under half an hour being the only thing to drive him on.

Halfway to the hotel they were staying in, Sehun noticed a car, half of its side smashed into the guard rail.
That must have been what was causing the slow traffic.
Sighing, he hardly paid attention to it, not noticing his band members' stiffness around him.

Once they reached their destination, Sehun stepped out of the car, his mind on his beautiful girlfriend.
"Sehun! Yah!"
He ignored the voices, and, making sure the coast was clear, he rushed into the hotel. "Dibs on first shower!" he shouted back playfully, suddenly feeling very happy.
No laughter followed his exclamation, and he huffed. Why were his hyungs so grumpy tonight?
He waited by the elevator, pulling his phone out and scrolling through his texts.

One hour ago:
Hey :) I went out to see an old friend - I hope you don't mind xx
Thirty minutes ago:
I'm on my way home xx

A smile slipped onto Sehun's lips as he read the text. How far away are you? xx
Not exactly expecting a reply - he'd gone over with her hundreds of times not to text while driving - he pressed the button to summon the lift, bouncing on his toes as his hyungs finally arrived.
As he'd expected, the room was empty.
Tossing his phone onto his entable, he grabbed clothes and rushed into the shower, hardly paying any attention to the five boys sitting on the couch.

******
"What crawled up your asses?"
Chanyeol pursed his lips at Sehun. "Don't cuss," he grumbled.
Sehun pulled the towel over his head, drying his still-damp hair. "Okay, fine. Why are you acting like this?"
Chanyeol's eyes darted towards Suho. "You're the leader. You tell him," he mumbled.
Suho scratched his head slightly. "Sehun, don't freak out too much."
Sehun pulled the towel from his head, raising an eyebrow. "What did you guys do?"
Suho didn't meet his gaze. "We didn't do anything. During your solo in the concert, management got a phone call."
Sehun's heart sped up. "Hyung..." he said warningly, his hands slowly dropping from his hair.
Baekhyun cleared his throat. "Choyin was in a car accident."
The towel dropped from Sehun's hands. "No. No, no, you're wrong." His eyes dilated, and he rushed to his room, grabbing his phone from the entable. "She sent a text when she was coming home an hour ago, she's fine! They're mistaken, watch, she'll answer the phone." Anxiously, Sehun clicked on the phone icon, listening to the ring tone.

Yobeseyo. I'm sorry I missed you, but if you leave a message, I'll call back as soon as I can!

Choyin's voice mail message rang through the deafening silence, as if rubbing it in Sehun's face that he was wrong.
His hands began to shake as anger took him. "Why didn't you tell me?" he hissed, standing up.
Kai looked up at Sehun, standing up as well. "Manager hyung made us wait. We wanted to, Sehun, trust me," he murmured, placing two hands on the younger boy's shaking shoulders.
Sehun pulled himself away from him, storming back into his room. He slipped on a pair of TOMs, pulled a black sweatshirt on and grabbed a snapback, pushing past his members as he walked out of the hotel room.

"Hyung! Manager hyung!"
Disgrunted, the older man opened his door, catching Sehun's fist before it could try to hit the door that wasn't there anymore. "Sehun?" he asked, his voice almost bored.
Sehun yanked his wrist free, clenching it at his side. "You knew."
His manager's face shifted, showing slight panic. "You were in the middle of a -"
"I don't care!" Sehun's voice rose an octave, and he heard the door next to them open. Exo-M's room. "She's my girlfriend." His voice reduced to a whisper at the last sentence, and he felt arms slide around his shoulders.
"Sehun, we can't go tonight. Doctors won't let us in, we already asked." Luhan's voice drifted into his ears softly. "She's hurt pretty bad, but they think she'll be alright."
Sehun pushed his favorite hyung away from him, raking a hand through his hair. "You knew too?" he asked, looking at Luhan.
Luhan glanced at the manager. "We couldn't -"
Sehun turned away and stalked towards the elevator. "I don't care. I'll sleep in a chair all night if I have to."
Luhan caught his wrist, catching his attention once more. "You can see her in the morning, Sehun. The doctors -"
Sehun shook his head. "I don't care what the doctors said. Do you at least know what hospital she's at?"
Luhan stared at the younger boy's face indecisively before sighing. "I'll take you. Just let me get a jacket."

---

Sehun stared at the girl behind the desk. "What do you mean I can't see her?" he snapped, his eyebrows furrowing together.
The girl shifted in her seat. "Mr. Oh, I'm gonna have to ask you to calm down."
A hand rested between his shoulder blades, but Sehun ignored it. "I don't think you understand. My girlfriend is in one of these rooms. I need to see her."
The woman pursed her lips. "Mae Choyin is not in any condition to have visitors. She's just got out of surgery."

Had Luhan not pulled Sehun back when he did, he was sure he would have exploded.
Surgery?
Surgery for what?

"Sehun, calm down. How about we go get some bubble tea?" Luhan murmured, rubbing his back gently.
The maknae shook his head and sat down in one of the seats in the lobby. "I'm not hungry or thirsty, hyung," he mumbled, placing his head in his hands.
Luhan tapped his shoulder. "Choyin wouldn't want you to be like this."
Sehun's head turned to the side slightly. "What if she doesn't even -"

A hand covered the younger boy's lips, and his eyes flashed open to stare into his hyung's. "Don't. Come on, you need some food." Luhan tugged Sehun up and walked down the hall to a sign that read cafeteria.

Notes

Poor Sehunnie :(
Lol here's chapter one~
Comment what you thought of it? I literally live for those, you have no idea how happy they make me lol
~Bambii xx