𝐅𝟒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃: 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 [𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭]

𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞

∘₊✧──────✧ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵃᵗ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉᵐᵇʳᵃᶜᵉ ✧──────✧₊∘

Gorya burst into room 415,  where the nurse at the help desk had told her Thyme was in.

She was bare-footed and still in her beige hospital gown, her hair messy and breath shallow.. Her temple was throbbing but she didn't pay attention to it, all her thoughts focused on if her idiot was fine or not. She was followed by Kaning, who was panting herself from running after Gorya as she was worried she might overexert herself right after waking up.

The three-fourth of the F4 turned towards her, a look of despair on their faces. Kavin and MJ stepped aside for her to see the bed in the center. She was expecting to see Thyme waiting there for her with a silly smile on his face, the one that made butterflies erupt in her stomach every damn time, but instead, there was a person lying with his face and body covered with a white sheet.

Fear gripped her heart and Gorya felt the wind knocked out of her lungs as her legs made their way to the bed on their own, a queasy feeling in her stomach that made her feel sick, not believing that the situation in front of her could be real.

"Is this true?" She asked the two people in front of her. Kavin and MJ looked away as they hung their head in a dejected manner. 

"Are you playing a prank? I'm not amused!" She cried out as she turned towards Ren, believing he would shake his head at the other two and tell them to stop messing with her, but he simply hid his face in his hands, unable to face her. 

No, please, no.

Tears prickled the corners of her eyes as she turned towards Thyme's body, not ready to believe what everyone was saying, not ready to let him go because of her faults and mistakes. 

"Jerk! Wake up." She shouted at him, her voice breaking in the middle as she clutched onto the sheet that covered him. 

You said you wouldn't die easily.

"How can you do this to me?" She tried to shake him, hoping he would come back to her. "You can't just leave me like this." her voice lowered as she let out a sob, her teardrops wetting the sheet as she clutched onto him as if her life depended on it, and for her, it felt as if it did.

"I haven't told you since the first day we met, how I hate you." words spilled out of her mouth in a blubbering mess as she sniffled. "I have a lot of bad words to call you." Another tear slipped down her cheek as she let out her heart to the boy laying in front of her.

"And I haven't told you,"

Memories flashed by in her head of all the moments they had shared. He had been so good to her. So patient and yet, she had always pushed him away, scared to admit that what she felt for him was far greater than she showed. How it had broken her when she had to let him go and how overwhelmed with relief she was when he came to save her two days ago. 

She remembered their zoo date which she had gone to with him what felt like eons ago.

"I can only wait until you feel the same as I do. You can be as strong-willed as you want. I'll wait anyway."

I feel the same way, so wake up! wake up so that I can tell you...

"that I love you."

But what use was it now? He was never going to hear these words that he had wanted her to say. A feeling of guilt and grief and numerous other emotions plagued her and she clutched his sheets again.