i miss you. | gyuricky

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UGUHH I WAS PROCASTINATING!!!!

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i dont know how i got here.

or how i got into this situation in the first place.

it suddenly feels surreal.

like a dream.

because theres no way, i'm standing here, back against the wall and getting cornered by a bunch of teenage kids, wait no, horny kids.

"gosh, this stupid fucker—" one of the boys stopped the 'leader' before he did anything else.

i let a small whimper, embarrasing myself and turning the already aroused boys even more hornier than they were.

please,god. send down an angel to save me. please.

thank heavens he heard it.

"KIM GYUVIN!" i heard a voice call out for me, a deep, mysterious voice. the voice was in a far enough distance, so really i can't hear a lot but i could hear some panting, and some punching before fully blacking out.

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huh? where am i?

suddenly im in a room full of machines, machines that have words and numbers and symbols on them, and im attached to some plastic tubes, with a cover over my mouth.

hold up— im in a hospital.

i turned my head to the other side, "ricky..?" i saw the blonde haired boy with black ends. he was looking distressed.

"oh my god- gyuvin. are you okay?" he looked beat up and worried. i pouted and gently rubbed the scratches and bruises.

he chuckled and held my hand that was caressing his injuries. "what happened..?" ricky suddenly put on a dead serious face, i hate his serious faces. never means good.

"they drugged you, and you passed out from all the stress and side effects of the drug used." i saw him sigh, and grab a water bottle from the bedside of the hospital bed, handing it to me.

"thanks." i say, unrolling the cap and sitting up on the bed, taking a few sips of the water.

seeing ricky smile is the best thing ever, i wish he could smile more, at me.

but i guess this is only a one-time thing.

"aren't you gonna go to school? you're going to be late." i asked him, wanting him to not miss out any education, especially when he's not completely fluent in korean yet.

he shook his head, "i took the day off, wanna go on a date?" ricky smiled at me again, this is not good for my heart. i mirrored his smile, showing him my best smile.

"yes, yes yes!" i jumped out of the bed, quickly regretting it as i immediately got punched with a horrible pain in my stomach.

"oh— yeah. they had took a really strong swing at your stomach when i was beating them up, sorry about that. i hope you're okay?" he stood up from his chair and helped me walk.

please, get away from me. it will make it worse.

gosh, shen quanrui, what the fuck have you done to me and my feelings?

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"gosh, where the fuck is that fucker shen ricky?!" gyuvin screamed at his phone as he called the older chinese boy for the 7th time.

"sorry, but the person that you've called, is not—"

he hung up again—punching his phone and saying so many swear words that even he,kim gyuvin himself doesn't know what he's saying at that point.