talk | yuchae

02

CHAPTER TWO

MUSIC filled the odd silence between the two.

whenever chaeryeong wasn't talking about her day, or updating yuna on how their pet fish was going, she would play her girlfriend a song, as it had been two weeks since the other was laying unconscious on that bed, she ended up missing out on a lot of her favourite artists releasing new music.

besides, chaeryeong knew how yuna hated being left out, so some days she'd race to the hospital to play a song to the girl.

"i like the lyrics for this one," chaeryeong switched songs once the other finished.

one hand holding yuna's, she gave it a little squeeze, somehow expecting a reaction out of her. maybe a movement of her fingers against chaeryeong's, or maybe a soft i like the lyrics, too. but that was impossible. the girl was in a coma, she couldn't just suddenly wake up to answer chaeryeong.

she missed yuna's spontaneous out bursts of singing, how it made her lips twist up into a grin, eyes closing as she soaked up her girlfriend's melodic voice. she was so talented; had so much potential. seeing her lay unresponsively on the white bed, wasting her days away, saddened chaeryeong to extremes. it was silly to think negatively: it won't change anything, she'd keep reminding herself. so, like always, chaeryeong pretended to be composed and hide behind the mask she created.

"remember when you'd sing so loudly the neighbours would complain?" chaeryeong chuckled, eyes glimpsed at yuna's closed ones.

the song changed.

"this one," she clicked her fingers, "this one would suit your voice."

the younger girl used to sing loudly, out of tune, and crack her voice on purpose, all to make chaeryeong laugh. which worked. it always would. she'd dance around their apartment, receiving questioning looks from her girlfriend, before she would just grab her hands, sway them together. yuna tried to sing along to the song that played on the radio, stumbling over some words, but that only made chaeryeong and herself giggle.

for hours, they would dance and sing, acting like they were the only two in the world.

"when you wake up, could you sing to me like how you used to?" chaeryeong held onto yuna's hand, delicately rubbing her thumb over the girl's pale skin.

for now, chaeryeong had to be the one to sing, to make the girl laugh, although she couldn't exactly make any sort of emotion come from yuna. nevertheless, it never stopped her. while people gave up hope, she didn't, and she continued talking to yuna like she was listening. because maybe she was. she had to be hearing something.

yuna still had life in her, the heart monitor constantly reminded chaeryeong. the faint beeping that would normally irritate someone, was relaxing to her. her love was right there and she wasn't leaving anytime soon- as she believed.

picking up her phone, she pressed play on her girlfriend's favourite song.

and, instead of yuna, chaeryeong sang.