𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 | 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐳𝐮 ✔

#23 Felt Something From You

Wonwoo's POV:

"Let's just talk about it tomorrow."

Really.

Those were the last words I said to her yesterday.

Come to think of it, I'm not sure on how to say that her mother could possibly have a stage III cancer. Based on what she said yesterday, those were the symptoms of having it. I thought she was just in stage I? Our facility sucks. This is all my fault.

Too drowned of my thoughts, I grabbed my coffee and went to the rooftop. The fresh air somehow made me relax.

I looked down and saw many people doing their routine. Sudden questions entered in my head like, What if I wasn't born in a rich family? What if I wasn't a doctor? What if I can live a normal life like others?

If I did, maybe I would have enough free time for myself. Maybe I wouldn't be problematic as I am right now. Maybe I can fall in love easily, just like what others do. At the end, this is reality. But at least, I found her by being myself.

"Wonwoo." The girl that I was pertaining to showed up by my side, in an instant.

"Could you finish what you talked about yesterday?"

Mina was determined while I was hesitant.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?"

I looked at her. She sighed deeply before she nodded.

"Your mom moved to stage III cancer. We're still doing some tests and the results haven't come out yet, but I already knew it when she started pointing out what she felt these days."

I paused for a moment.

"I'm saying sorry because our facility didn't handle her well. They need to monitor her everyday but because your mom is saying that everything's alright, the nurses came up with their own conclusions. I hope you could tell your mom to be honest of what she really feel so we would know what is wrong about her and to cure it as soon as possible."

"There's no cure right?"

"There are chances. We still need to analyze if the cancer has already spread widely." It's finally time to look at her. Observing, she's looking far away with her eyes filled with tears. Like a fighter, she was holding it back so badly. If she wants to, she can cry at any point at this moment.

"H-how long is she g-going to live?" She tried to talk straight but she still can't avoid to stutter.

"Mostly, five years."

That's when she started to cry. She hid her face on railings, pouring out all her emotions.

Unknowingly I felt a sting on my chest. It started to hurt more as she continued to sob. With just a second, it already broke into pieces.

I grabbed her shoulders gently and she abruptly straightened up while wiping her tears. There's no point of hiding anymore. I clearly saw what happened.

"I'm sorry." I said. I really do felt sorry.

I'm sorry Mina. I have let you down.

Minding my own thoughts, I was alarmed when I felt her arms around my waist. A single drop of warm tear was enough for me to sense that she's crying again.

"Wonwoo."

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Tzuyu's POV:

"Cheers." I finished my glass of wine in just a second. As a wine connoisseur, I could even finish up to ten bottles if I want to. I love it.

"We did it." Me and Mingyu celebrated the success of our mission. We're here at my office, looking at the view outside the window.

A dead silence occured after what I said. For the very first time, I sensed something coming from me. Deciding to look at him, I did. Watching his features feels like I'm watching a two hour movie. I tried to dissect everything, even little parts. He has a mole on his cheek and on his neck.

God, am I an inspector or what?

I closed my eyes and a lot of questions started to sink in my small brain.

"What if I like him?" Apart from hundreds of questions that passed through my mind, the last one had me.

No! That's insane! You're crazy!

As I said, my brain is not large but it has the guts to debate right now. Ugh.

"Ms. Chou, are you okay?" His chuckle made me alive. I instantly opened my eyes only for me too see that his gaze was already waiting for me. His stares we're too deep that I feel like I'm drowning.

"Yeah." I was so proud of myself that I didn't stutter despite of the lingering ideas that I've created.

Looking at him once again, I realized how warm he is. Another question popped out of nowhere.

What if he'll be mine?

Sadly, I knew it will never happen. From the first day I saw him until now, I can't read him throughly. As you see, I knew him as a kind and bubbly person. I wanted to know if he likes me but knowing his personality, it got me confused if he really do likes me or he's just straight up acting himself.

He's too nice that I feel like I don't deserve him, in case if we reach that level. He's warm, I'm cold. We don't suit each other in the real world. After all, being together with him in the means of lovers is just a fantasy.

"What should I wear tomorrow? Is the party casual or formal?" He asked, still sipping his unfinished wine.

"It's formal." I turned to look at him and he just looked down.

"What's the problem Mr. Secretary?" I slightly teased him but somehow in a cold way. As usual.

"Nothing. What happens when I go to the party with casual clothes?"

"Simple. You're an outcast." I stated the reality.

He looks hurt when I said that.

"Well, it's true. But the my parents won't mind. Especially when it's their anniversary. They don't treat people by their status. Except for some guests, they're different." I tried making it up to him cause he was offended of what I said.

"You don't have any formal clothes?" I asked. Well, I know it's obvious. Not to lie, but everyday he wears a white polo shirt and black slacks. He sometimes have a formal-like coat with him, but it doesn't seem that formal.

"No Ma'm. I don't."

"Then don't worry,"

"It will be in front of your door tomorrow morning."

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Author's note 📜:
How are you guys? Thank you!

-sebongssi