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I clasped my hands as tight as I could and bow my head in silence. My nerves were still on edge even though it had been a day since the accident happened. My eyelids felt heavy and puffy from lack of sleep and crying too much. I was too afraid to close my eyes and relived the scene that welcomed us at the Nectar's basement parking. 

Letting out a deep exhale, I began praying again. I was praying that this was just a random incident, that this was not connected to me or my past. That Jaehyun will be alright and everything will just go back to where we have started. I was not ready for this. This was not the situation I was hoping for when I asked Jaehyun to be my boyfriend.

I wanted Jaehyun to be the last man for me. We will grow into old men, spending our remaining days somewhere in a beach house with our adopted sons (or daughter) visiting us from time to time. Obok's grand puppies will be there too, running on the white sand beach and catching the waves as it meets the shore. We will all be smiling and happy as we walked towards the sunset. That was the future that I have dreamed of. A future that I wanted to share with Jaehyun in the short amount of time that we've known each other.

"Is he still asleep?" I heard Mark asked as soon as he closed the door of the hospital VIP room.

I slowly turned my head towards him and just nod. I was afraid my voice will give way with all of the emotional turmoil I was feeling right now. My eyes followed Mark as he silently sat across the hospital bed. Our eyes were soon transfixed to the man lying between us. Everything was silent except for the minuscule beeps of the machine that was attached to Jaehyun's body.

"The doctor said he will be fine, right? Why is he not waking up yet?" Mark murmured.

"He---uhm, the doctor said it's normal for Jaehyun to sleep it off for a day or two," 

"Then, I'll watch over hyung. You go home and get some sleep," 

"No. I'll stay here. I want to be there when he opens his eyes. I want to see...that he is okay," I croaked. I felt my tears were threatening to fall again so I closed my eyes and remained still.

"Hyung, I'm sure the police will find the guy who did this to Jaehyun hyung,"

"They better be," was all I can respond. I knew the police will do their best to figure out what happened and catch the criminal. But then again, some (not all) lack the motivation and the right judgment to resolve this kind of case as quickly as possible. And I knew that base on personal experience.

Mark didn't pursue the conversation anymore after my short response. He knew that it was not the right time to voice out his objection about how I view the police in situations like this. So we just sat there, silently waiting for Jaehyun to open his eyes and smile at us again. After what seems like hours, a knock on the door broke our reverie and we tried our best to compose ourselves for whoever was the visitor.

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