Miyoung stormed out of the car and rushed inside the hospital. After Jukyung's call, Miyoung ran to the car with Manager Hwang and they sped to the hospital Jukyung told them. During the traject, Miyoung kept thinking and wondering and worrying about how Suho was. How did he get hit by a car? How badly injured was he? Was he alright? Was he out of danger? Miyoung was anxious and worried and kept imagining the worst. She knew something wasn't right when Suho wasn't picking up her phone. She thought he was mad but thinking about it, he would never purposely avoid someone even if he was mad at the person. He would, on the contrary, confront them.
The Gim girl walked fast across the hall, ignoring the stares, and sped to Suho's room (Jukyung sent her the room number). Anxiety and worry were eating her from the inside, consuming her. The simple thought of losing Suho was killing her. She loved him more than she could describe. There was no word strong enough to describe how much she loved him.
When the room was in sight, Miyoung ran and slid open the door. She stopped, panting.
"Miyoung?" Suho said, surprised to see her.
Miyoung's heart tightened at the sight of him. He was sat on a bed, dress in a hospital robe. Miyoung could see his left plastered leg. There were some scratches on his face. Seeing in such a state, Miyoung couldn't hold back her tears anymore. Slaty drops of water fell down her eyes as she threw herself into Suho's arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into the crook of his neck.
"You didn't pick up... I was so worried...," Miyoung sobbed into his arms. "I was so worried...,"
"I lost my phone in the accident. But I'm fine. It's not serious," Suho reassured as he gently patted her head.
But Miyoung couldn't control her tears. She couldn't stop them. Worry had now given place to relief. She didn't let go of him and tightened the hug. Feeling him, having him in her arms proved her he was alive and safe.
"I thought you were badly injured," Miyoung sobbed. "I thought I lost you...,"
"I'm fine, don't worry," Suho kissed the top of her head.
He tried to pull away to see her face but Miyoung didn't want to move a bit, which made Suho chuckled.
"Miyoung, I'm fine, I promise," he reassured. "Can I see your face?"
"Mmm," she only said.
She stayed in his arm for a few more seconds before pulling away. Suho then gently cupped her face with his hands and made her look at him.
"I already feel better just by looking at you," he softly smiled as he whipped her tears away.
Miyoung leaned more into his hand and kiss. She took a deep breath and exhale, trying to calm down. She looked back at Suho. She then suddenly grabbed a pillow and hit her boyfriend with it. Suho winced and looked at her confusedly.
"Yah! Why didn't you look at both side of the road before crossing the street, uh?! Are you stupid?" she scolded him and hit him again with he pillow.
Suho laughed and pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arm around her. He knew she wasn't mad at him at all but was just worried. Miyoung soflty smile an kissed his jaw. She was about to pull away but this time, it was Suho who didn't want to let go.
"I missed you like crazy," he admitted.
Miyoung giggled and looked up at him, smiling.
"I shouldn't have gotten mad earlier," he apologised. "I trust you and I know you got over Seojun. I let my jealousy having the best of me. I'm sorry, I'll do better,"
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Melting the Ice | Lee Suho - True Beauty
Fanfiction"You are melting the coldness of his heart, Gim Mi!" --- Time had passed since Miyoung didn't set a food in South Korea. It had been almost a year or so, after the terrible tragedy that touched her dear friend. She tried to forget everything, not ab...