BLUE ROSES.| CYJ

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Yeonjun didn't know if he was healing that night.

All he hears is silence with a couple of voices resonating from the hospital wards . The bleak smell of phenol hits his senses and the flash of bright light hangs above him. He breaks into a cacophony of coughs , loud and alarming enough for the spectator to panic for a moment before he seats himself on the chair again , " Easy there...", the man adds.

Yeonjun looks at him confused, eyes droopy in exhaustion, his mouth dry and devoid of any voice in it. The man sits in front of him with a faint smile on his face, emotionless yet gentle when he looks at Yeonjun and moves his lips for an ask , " What about her..?", he breathes feebly , with tears flowing down his cheeks and a desperate hand stretched out towards the doctor. And for the first time in a while , Seo Namson was amused by a patient in his career.

Seo Namson smiles at this man's honesty. He cannot explain what exactly he would answer to his query as he sits under the cold hospital room at the crack of dawn with a meager clue about who Yeonjun's 'her' was supposed to be. Namson would be eager to talk to his patients , have something to tell them that makes them feel strong or casually drop in his dad jokes from the past , nevertheless tell them that they were okay. But that day , Namson felt that he needed to mourn for the pain behind Yeonjun's words.

He gently taps his hand on the bed as he makes his way out of the ward silently.

Yeonjun was convinced that he was alone that night . He lay in desperation at the tinnitus of losing Sohee. He never really understood how much he loved her , even though it was a scintilla of what Yeonjun felt was love , he was glad to have her in his life. Sometimes , it's just what he thinks about , Love ? how he never deserved the right amount of it from anyone in this world. He loses his mind in vertigo , in denial that he would go back to sleep and save Kang Sohee. The cold winds blow inside from the windows and the curtains flutter on his side to reveal a figure next to him.

Yeonjun perks up , lifting himself from the bed and leaves to the next one beside him. "Sohee...", he cries when he recognizes her unconscious and wounded. His hands shiver when he places them upon her cold frail cheeks. He breaks into whispers of apology , frustration pent up in his heart burn down upon Sohee's cheeks.

"Wake up..".

"Please.."

He gathers himself again , eyes bloodshot , standing messy with his hospital coat slipping down his shoulder. He turns to see the doctor observe him from a distance.

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"So ,how long have you been together? ", Namson asks as he pats his palms on his thighs and he observes Yeonjun stare at Sohee from his own bed. Yeonjun smiles as he pulls up the blanket to turn himself towards her bed. "Since long , I wonder if she remembers....".

"She'll wake up by tomorrow, isn't it?" , his cheeks lift up as he gives Namson a glance.

" It—yeah. I hope so, too..", Namson nods tentatively. Although Yeonjun seems to have quietly accepted the fact that his friend had undergone critical internal bleeding , he still fears that the worst is yet to come. But he could tell what Yeonjun desires for his friend and he saw a glimpse of it with his response. Yeonjun was sad , but he was hopeful about the fact that his friend would wake up the next morning.

"We haven't been able to connect with her family till now , if you could perhaps—

Yeonjun glanced at Namson who sounded hostile again. He gathers himself on the bed , "she doesn't live with her parents...", he blurts.

Namson reviews his question before Yeonjun perks up feebly .

"...I mean , I'm her family ", Yeonjun gulps.

"Yeah , that's right. I'm her family". 

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a/n: double update for today! I'm so grateful for all the love and support for my book since the last week , I couldn't think of a better way to repay you all. I was watching mama earlier , Hyuka Taehyun really stole the show with their <endless rain> cover .