Drowning in Love [hajeongwoo]

Chapter Thirty-one

Chapter Thirty-one

My eyes shivered upon blinking, the bright beam of the sun struck through my window pale hurting my eyes as I arched my back a bit and flinched by the pain. My eyes landed on the guy with his head on my bed and his body bended down.

"Do...bby..." I called out, my voice were like a whisper but he woke up right away, raising his head up as he looked up to me. His eyes filled of horror as I saw him tearing up later on after seconds.

I furrowed my brows as I tried to reach out for his head, patting it as I drew him a smile. He came again to save me. That's for sure.

"Are you about to cry... Yah," I let out a chuckle as I never saw Doyoung cried for awhile now. He does cried but it was when we were in college, that's the second time I saw him actually crying for real.

He glared at me but the softness of his stares afterwards warmed my heart. What will happen to me if I never have Jaehyuk and Doyoung? Maybe, the world, is not completely cruel to me.

"You were all pale and cold when I came, it's all thanks to the lady who called me," he started saying.

Maybe I passed out the last night?

I spaced out but I shook the thought away. I smiled at Doyoung who's just watching me silently like he's trying to read my eyes. Of course, he knows. The very moment we held stares, my eyes began to wet as it blurred my sight.

These tears... when will I ran out of tears for Haruto?

My head fell down as tears started streaming down my face. Doyoung's hand gently held my hand as he patted my back, pulling me for a hug as he stood up and pinned my head against his chest.

How... how much I needed this.

I broke down onto tears as I started sweating Doyoung's polo. "It will be fine, woo. It will." he said, I know he's not trying to comfort me.... he just says that to me whenever he sees me crying. He hopes everything will be fine for me. That's how he is.

I coped up from my emotions after awhile. Doyoung handed me a glass of water and his other hand offered me his white handkerchief.

"Thank you," I told him, he just nodded his head as he sat down and watched me. My eyes landed on his white coat from behind. "Were you from the hospital when you came?" I asked after finishing drinking. He nodded his head. "Have you eaten anything?" I asked. Doyoung is a doctor yet he rarely eats at evening. "You're nagging me, now, Mr. Park? I just saw you lying like a dead body here yesterday night, and yet you expect me I have eaten?" he smirked but the glimpse of sadness sneaked out.

It was like when Jae saw me unconscious on the rooftop once. Fear is what I can see from them whenever the same situation happens.

"Please, Jeongwoo, be mindful of your health. That's what I and Jae hope you won't set aside." he added as he sighed. I heaved a sigh too as I nodded my head. It was true, I've never been so mindful of my health that I always worry them this much.

"You're okay now, you just need to lie down for awhile and rest. Jae will come and bring us breakfast."

Doyoung has been like our brother although Jae is older than him, he takes care of us a lot.

Jae came later and he won't stop running his mouth like he usually do.

"I told you, right?! That's what you get from being too hard-headed! I couldn't believe you sometimes, really!"

I and Doyoung exchanges glances as we watched Jaehyuk walking around my room with his hand on his waist as if he's dealing with some country problems.