Let Me Love You [EXO Chanyeol]

Chapter 22

Park Chanyeol

I immediately ran off, ignoring Minseok's desperate calls. I made my way to the nearest hospital, by foot, since I didn't even have the time to take my car.

I was currently sitting down in the waiting room, impatiently expecting an answer from the doctor soon.

"Sir," the doctor called out for me.

I quickly stood up and ran over to where he was.

"We've ran a few tests, and she's fine. However, we found out that the fainting fit was not only due to exhaustion, but her blood and sugar levels are pretty low. Not trying to imply anything, but judging by these results and your girlfriend's outward appearance, I suggest you take good care of her. Feed her well, maybe hear her out every now and then. But try to be tactful, since these conditions are often regarded as sensitive by the patients."

I shot him a confused look. What the heck did he mean by that? Sunhee was fine... wasn't she? "What are you trying to say?"

"I have strong suspicions that your girlfriend might have a slight case of an ED." He sighed.

"What?"

"Eating disorders," he replied slowly, trying to not come off as rude.

I stared at him with my eyes wide open and my mouth fully agape. I couldn't believe my ears. Was he messing around with me? It wasn't funny. Sunhee couldn't possibly have an eating disorder.

But come to think about it, everything made better sense. Her slow eating, her meal skipping, her uncomfortableness around food. Crap.

"A-are you serious?" I asked, gulping loudly.

He sighed and gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm not completely sure, it's just an assumption. Anyhow, I believe that you should ask her personally. You can go in now."

I thanked him and bowed. Once he left, I walked my way to her room. I sighed before pushing the door open and stepping into the room. She was lying on the bed, looking somewhat lifeless. I can't believe I'm saying this, but even under such gloomy circumstances, she looked beautiful.

Was she really that dashing, or were my feelings for her getting the best out of me? I guess I'll never know.

I grabbed a small chair and placed it beside the bed, where I took a seat. "Sunhee," I whispered, caressing her soft face.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled weakly at me. "Channie."

"Are you feeling any better?" I asked, biting onto my lower lip.

She nodded, immediately averting her gaze from mine.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She instantly looked at me and gulped, and I knew she was nervous. "Wha-what do you mean?" she asked lowly, trying to compose herself.

"I want you to tell me this, and I want you to be sincere." I huffed, taking a hold of her small hand. "Do-do you really have an eating disorder?"

She shut her eyes closed and let out a deep, shaky breath.

"You know you can tell me..."

"Ye-yes," she stuttered, while her eyes got glassy. In a matter of seconds, a few tears slipped and gasps were audible.

I clutched her hand even tighter. I wiped some tears with my fingers as I took in all her beautiful features. "It's okay, my Sunhee, it's okay..." I cooed, stroking her hair with my now free hand.

She sat up straight, and I knew what this meant, so I stood on my feet and slowly bent down, until I could hug her comfortably. And we hugged for a good two minutes. It was nice, and I knew she found it as comforting as I did, which only made me feel better.

After a while, I sat back on the chair and smiled at her. "Get some rest now, we can talk this over later on."

She nodded and smiled gently, before dozing off.

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Kim Sunhee

When I woke up, a few hours later, the first thing that I noticed was Chanyeol sleeping on the chair beside me, with his hand still tightly wrapped around mine. His head was resting on the bed.

That was the second time he ever had to sleep uncomfortably because of me, which made me sad, but I was more than glad to find him there.

I then remembered our previous conversation, and I couldn't help but ask myself how he found out. Maybe the tests revealed something. I knew that would happen eventually, but I didn't expect it to be that soon, or him to be the one to find out. Honestly, I was glad he was the one who found out, since I knew he wouldn't judge me. Actually, he was frantically worried, and his concern was more than obvious.

I ran my fingers through his black hair and smiled to myself. For some reason, a very strange one, the mere sight of him made me nervous. Actually, as of now, my heartbeat was increasing rapidly. Ah, Park Chanyeol, what am I going to do about these feelings?

One should never have feelings for their best friend. Never.

These were just foolish notions. And of course, I liked Minseok anyway... didn't I?

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After a while, Chanyeol woke up and there was some sort of tension surrounding us. I awkwardly fake coughed and looked away, since his burning stare was about driving me mad.

"So," he began, shuffling uncomfortably on the chair. "Will you talk to me about it now?"

I sighed and nodded. I explained everything to him, from having a crush, to people finding out, to everyone bullying and harassing me to the point where I couldn't take it and just began starving and throwing up.

He stared at me intently as I explained and didn't ask anything. He let me explain myself, every single detail about it. He also caressed my hand in the meantime.

I told him how no one besides him knew. I also told him that it had been about three years. I explained how every now and then I would eat something to avoid any suspicions.

I could notice sadness in his eyes. His delicate eyes scanned my every expression, and they looked glassy. I didn't know this side of him. Park Chanyeol, on the verge of tears.

"Look, I know this probably won't help, but I'll just let you in my thoughts about yourself." He took a deep sigh and continued.

"At first, when we bumped into each other, I remember you asking, 'Have we met before?' and I knew the reason behind why I seemed familiar was my true identity. When you asked that, I just thought, That's certainly a face I could never forget. Then we crossed paths again, and that time I also thought you were beautiful, even when you looked wasted. And the time at the pool, I remember thinking, Damn, she looks so good. After just a few days..." He stopped and couldn't help the smile that crept up to his face. "We became closer than I had ever been with almost anyone before. There's just something about you, I don't know. I look at you, and I like what I see. I undoubtedly think you're beautiful. Not only on the outside, but on the inside, as well. Someone as irresistibly striking as you should never worry about other people's opinion, or at least that's how I see it."

"I li- I think... I think you're nearly flawless. Not only beautiful, but you have a superb personality, and you have brains." He let out a shaky breath. "I never thought you'd be going through anything like this, because even when you look like you've been through hell and back, you look beautiful. Anyway, what I'm trying to say..." He scratched the back of his neck and gulped. "Is that I think of you as a majestic piece of work, and it saddens me to know your situation, when I find you to be so delightful. So if you ever need anything, or anyone to talk to, I'm here. Forever and always."

My jaw was nearly touching the floor, and just then, I felt my heart beat even faster, which I thought would be impossible.

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