TWINEMY (Hyunjin FF)

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~ Hyunjin ~

I woke up at my alarm at 6:00 am, smacking my phone before remembering that that won't turn it off.

I groaned and pushed my long hair back so I could see my phone. I turned the alarm off and looked through the notifications.

I had about a million from instagram, but that's just because I'm in a fandom group chat. I scrolled through them just to check, but I saw two missed calls from Felix.

They were set at like 12 am, so I quickly went and called him back. He probably won't answer, since he was up late and usually doesn't wake up until 6:45.

The call picked up after about 30 seconds. It wasn't Felix.

"Hey, Hyunjin. This you?"

It was his lovely mother. A million worries immediately flooded my mind. What if something happened? What if he needed help last night but I didn't answer, so he got hurt and now she's gonna tell me?!?!

"Yeah, it's me. Is everything all right?"

She sighed softly into the speaker. "Not really. Sorry to call so late last night, but something happened to Felix."

It's all my fault.

"He got jumped on his way home yesterday. He's hurt pretty bad. I'm really sorry, I should have called you sooner, but I wasn't thinking right."

My mind was wiped blank. He's hurt? "It's totally okay, Ms. Lee. Uh, am I allowed to come visit? He's in the hospital, right?"

"Yeah, he is. You can come whenever you want to. I'll be here the whole day."

"Alright. I'll come as soon as I can. Thanks for telling me."

"Okay. Bye, honey."

The call ended and I stared blankly at the wall across from me. Felix is hurt.

Without any thoughts really coming to mind, I stood up and got ready in a trance-like state.

When I finally got outside, I realized I was a mess. I forgot to brush my hair and bring my phone. All I did was brush my teeth, change into a mismatched outfit, and put deodorant on.

I went in to get my phone and then left for the nearest bus stop.

The ride was a blur. I don't even recall getting on the bus in the first place. All I know is that I was dropped off in front of the hospital.

"Hi. What can I help you with?"

I slowly faced the short nurse sitting at the counter inside.

"Uh.. I need to see someone."

"Doctor or patient?"

"Uh patient. Felix Lee."

She typed some stuff in on her computer before looking back at me.

"What's your relationship with the patient?"

"Boyfriend."

"Hm. I'll call down and make sure it's okay for you to see him."

I stood awkwardly there, still standing in the middle of the entrance.

My mind didn't even pick up her call at all, just her telling me the room number and waving me down the right hall.

As I stood in front of door 19, I took a deep breath. Felix was gonna be hurt on the other side. I don't even know how bad it is either.

I pushed the door open and saw Ms. Lee sitting in a seat beside the first bed. There were two other beds, with sleeping patients in each.

Felix had stitches on his face, along with a huge cast on his left leg, which was rested in view above the sheets.

My heart nearly stopped. He looked horrible. Nearly his whole face was purple.

"Felix?"

Ms. Lee stood up and guided me to sit in her chair, rubbing my back to comfort me.

"He got jumped?" I asked her in a hush voice, looking up at her.

"Yeah. When he's awake, police want to come ask him about it, like who did it and why, if he knows. But it seems random right now."

I nodded and reached my hand out to hold his. It was limp, but warm. Not that him being dead was a worry, since nobody mentioned him being close to death.

I wasn't sure I wanted to know, but I asked where all he was hurt at.

She frowned. "He has a really bad concussion, along with a broken nose. He got two broken ribs and a broken leg. They said the femur, or his leg bone, seemed to be fractured from something other than whoever did this. We'll have to wait to ask."

I nodded and swallowed down all my emotions. I need to be strong for him. I can't imagine someone doing that to me, so I'm sure he'll be traumatized.

"I'm really sorry this happened, Ms. Lee. It's horrible."

She shook her head and patted my ratty hair. "Don't apologize, honey. It's not your fault. I just want him to get better quickly."

I nodded with a deep breath, holding tighter onto his small hand. He was so fragile that I was scared of even breathing too hard next to him, but I didn't want him to somehow slip away if I didn't hold on tight enough.