Street Woman Fighter S2 Oneshots

Bound by Love, Torn by Illness

Thank you @si_stella for requesting and I hope you like it.
MANNEQUEEN Funky_Y (Eunji) x Fem Reader
a/n:Just to be clear there is no happy ending sorry....not sorry.

The hospital room's peaceful hum stood in stark contrast to the storm of emotions that filled the space. Your formerly enthusiastic spirit was now subdued by the weight of a fatal illness as you lay on the sterile white sheets. Eunji stood at your side, her eyes welling up with unshed tears, her hand interlaced with yours, as if refusing to let go.

"Please, don't go," Eunji begged, her voice shaking with pain. "I can't bear to lose you like this."

You mustered a sliver of a smile, but it was difficult against the tiredness that grabbed your body. "I know it's difficult, darling . But you must understand..."

Eunji's tears flowed down her cheeks as she interrupted, "I don't understand! I can't accept this... I won't."

The weight of the situation hung thick in the air, the truth of your medical condition casting an overpowering shadow over your once lively bond. It wasn't always like this. Your story with Eunji had begun in a different time, a time when laughter resonated freely, and dreams seemed within arm's reach.

You and Eunji met in college, two souls bonded by a love of art and a zeal for life. She was captivating, with contagious humour and unwavering determination that drew you in right away. You found comfort in one other's companionship while you navigated the challenges of young adulthood.

Your bond grew stronger in the middle of the vibrant colours of an art exhibition.  Eunji's paintings were a bright tapestry of emotions, with each brush stroke expressing a piece of her soul. And there, among the canvases and hues, your friendship grew into something more profound.

The relationship was a symphony of shared hopes and goals. You celebrated each other's accomplishments, comforted one other in times of doubt, and found delight in the simplest of moments spent together. Life seemed whole, full of promises of a future painted in the colours of your love.

But fate had a cruel sense of timing. A diagnosis had shattered the idyllic world you had built together. The illness was relentless, a relentless adversary that had stealthily crept into your life, threatening to tear apart everything you held dear.

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The disease that took over your life was an unstoppable force. It crept in gradually, with the early warning symptoms ignored as minor irritations.  However, when the symptoms worsened, a diagnosis was made: a rare and aggressive kind of cancer that threatened to completely destroy everything.

Treatment had become a gruelling habit, a never-ending series of therapies and procedures that left you exhausted and frustrated.  Eunji was a continuous presence by your side, bringing unshakable support and endless love.  In the midst of the stress of medical appointments and difficult therapies, her soothing presence became your relief.

However, as the sickness tightened its grasp, its effects extended beyond the physical realm. It placed a cloud on the relationship you'd had with Eunji. What had once been a life full of shared dreams and joy began to bear the weight of uncertainty and nearing loss.

Moments that should have been joyful became tinted with the shadow of the unknown. The sickness snatched the future you had imagined together, leaving shards of broken dreams and unfulfilled vows in its wake.

Your strength decreased as the days passed. Every passing second felt like a valuable treasure sliding through your fingertips. The hospital room served as a heartbreaking background for your and Eunji's emotional rollercoaster of love and sadness.

Eunji's loyalty was unwavering. She guided you through the turbulent waves of emotions, holding your hand through the silent battles and whispered worries.  Her presence became a ray of light in the darkness, a reminder that there was still love and steadfast support in the middle of the chaos.

Yet, this condition's relentless progression provided a grim picture of an uncertain future. It was in the quiet moments, among whispered conversations and tear-stained embraces, that the weight of an approaching farewell hung heavy in the air.

When it came time to say goodbye, your final words revealed the intensity of your feelings for Eunji. It wasn't just a farewell; it was a passionate hope for her happiness, a request that she find peace and joy even in your absence.

The disease became more than just a medical problem; it transformed the story of your connection with Eunji. It was a monument to the power of love, even in the face of overwhelming circumstances.

You and Eunji were struggling with the coming goodbye in the sterile confines of a hospital ward.

"I don't want to leave you," you said quietly, barely audible. "But I can't change what's happening."

Eunji shook her head, her grip on your hand becoming tighter. "I don't care about anything else. Just stay with me."

Her expression of grief tugged at your heartstrings. You wished to ease her pain, to wipe away the tears that showed her misery. But the unavoidable truth loomed ahead of you, a persistent reality from which neither of you could escape.

Eunji's sobs filled the room, a symphony of heartache and despair. Her tears fell freely as she leaned closer, pressing a trembling kiss against your forehead, her words a desperate plea, "Please, don't leave me. I can't imagine a life without you."

With each passing moment, the certainty of your leaving became more apparent. The lines between old memories and present sadness blurred, resulting in an emotional tapestry that neither of you could entirely fathom.

You mustered the courage to speak again in the silence. "My last wish is that you'll be happy without me."

Eunji's cries became desperate pleadings, her heart showed in the rawness of the moment. "No, no, you can't just leave me alone like this." Please, please don't go!"

The words lingered heavily in the air, choking under the weight of imminent loss. You were aware that the sands of time were slipping away, and there was an unsaid understanding that this would be your final farewell.

You collected the courage for one final confession, your lips trembling and your heart full with love. "I love you so.. so much Eunji."

Eunji's sobs grew louder, her pain echoing across the room as she gripped fiercely to your hand, as if trying to connect you to the present, to a world where your love might transcend the bounds of mortality.

You closed your eyes in that heartbreaking moment, the echoes of love and grief resonating in the space between you, your last breath escaping in a soft sigh. The room was deafeningly quiet, your absence a physical void that seemed to imitate the depth of your bond.

Time appeared to stand still for Eunji. Her sobbing faded into quiet hiccups, her tear-stained face marked with the agony of irreversible loss. She remained by your side, as if reluctant to let go, as if hoping that the sheer intensity of her love would be enough to overcome the inevitability of your departure.

Eunji sat by your bedside as dawn broke, casting delicate beams of light through the window, her fingertips tracing the features of your face, engraving the memory of your love into her heart. And, taking solace in the remnants of a love that had transcended the confines of time and mortality, she promised to carry the essence of your love.