When you have a one night stand with a future worldwide kpop idol.
Fate brings you together in the most unexpected ways, but it also pulls you apart just as much.
Your life as a kpop idol isn't easy, but Kim Mingyu is there to help. Wether you like...
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MINGYU
You was rushed to the hospital immediately and got instant attention. Whereas I was too busy procrastinating. I was scared. Concerned. Confused? How does someone just randomly vomit blood and then faint only minutes later like that? Yep, I was definitely more petrified than anything. Seeing your body become still and your breath stop, caused panic to rise in me. I refused to believe that you was dead, there was no way.
I found myself sitting outside your hospital room while you got treated. I didn't even bother to restrain the tears from falling. I had only just confessed my feelings. I didn't get a chance to take you on a second date. I didn't get a chance to ask you to be my girlfriend. Fate brought us together again after 4 years, and now it was taking you away from me again.
The production was called off after our managers found out what happened. They proposed that I do it alone but I refused immediately. There was no way I was was doing it without you. I also called your members and they said they were on the way, they sounded super worried on the phone, but also like they were expecting this to happen. Do you have an illness I don't know about? But you said it's never happened before. Countless unanswered questions occupied my mind that I didn't even realise there were people calling my name.
Miya shook my shoulder, pulling me back to reality. "What happened?" She asked. I had never heard her sound so serious before.
I didn't know what to say. My voice wouldn't even come out properly as my tongue fumbled and my voice trembled. "I-I don't know. One minute she was fine, and then she said she felt sick so she went to the bathroom. I followed her only to find that her vomit was mixed with blood. When I helped her wash up, he fainted in my arms. A-and then s-she stopped b-breathing."
Miya looked up at her members, who were emitting worry into the atmosphere. "She has done it again."
My focus was on the girls who seemed to have some telepathic understanding, but before I could ask, a nurse occupied us in the corridor. "Are you here for Choi Y/n?"
I stood up straight away. "Yes. Is she okay." Desperation laced my tone and my hands unknowingly clasped together as if I was praying for you to be alright.
"She's stable."
I wanted to cry again and thank God for saving you but I held my stance. "W-well, what happened?"
"She overdosed on dexamphetamine. It's a drug that stimulates your central nervous system. They are usually overused to help the user stay awake for as long as possible. It seems like Ms Choi took too many."
My body fell back into the hard chair that I was previously sat on. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. There was no way that you was using drugs, you wouldn't. I refused to believe that you was damaging yourself like that.
