Time works differently when you sleep. It could be days. Months. Even years that could pass by when your eyes are closed. But once they've opened again. You are just in time for your alarm to go off five minutes later.
Funny how that works, right?
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"Truly I do." Gracie continued, not letting go of Jin's arm. He wasn't trying to get away. He just stood there.
"How can you love me, without knowing who I am?" He asked, not turning around.
"Everyday I took care of you. Watched after you and talked to you all the time. Then when you woke up, I was around. However the only person you saw was my sister. Had her quite perplexed."
Jin looked up at the night sky. Her voice was the same. Why he thought her sister was Y/N still confused him.
"Why didn't you say your name was Gracie when you talked to me?"
Gracie let go of his arm. She wasn't sure herself. Maybe she wanted him to know her for her. Not for the nickname she had been given. Although she preferred the nickname.
"Not very many people know me by my real name. I guess you could say. I wanted you to truly know me. Somehow I messed that part up." Gracie sighed. Jin turned around to find her staring at her feet with a pout.
"So you wanted me to know you?"
Her blue eyes met his soft brown ones.
"Yes."
"Then why would you describe your sister? Did you think I wouldn't like you because of how you look?"
"I didn't."
"Somebody did."
"I didn't describe myself. Nor my sister. I did talk about the noodle bar in great detail and the people there. Even my house, some of my art work and my sisters."
"So that was true."
"What?"
"You are an artist."
"Oh... yea— I stopped."
"Why?"
"My dad."
"What did he do?"
"He passed away and all I wanted to do after was help people. So that maybe they wouldn't have to go through what my sister and I did."
"I'm sorry."
Gracie shook her head.
"It was years ago. I put myself through school and started my first rounds when you came through the doors of the ER."
"You were?"
"I was the first person to treat you."
Jin stared at her, taking in every inch of her soft round face. How her hair fell in wild waves down to her shoulders. She was curvy and the way her jeans hugged her thighs. Made him think of the time in his coma memories when they had gone to the fair. He loved following behind her just a little bit.
