BLUE ROSES.| CYJ

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Enchanted -Taylor Swift

" Excuse me , mister. Would you please stop staring at me ? ", asks Sohee as she raises up from the bed to interrogate him.

He sits on the bed gleaming at her with his chin in between his hands , his lips stretched flat and his eyes disappearing into thin lines as he smiles. Yeonjun observes her long black hair pressed down on her head, her bangs swooped aside to expose her bandaged forehead , her cheeks sagged at the oblivion of her sadness but appeared stiff when she raised her voice at him. her cat like eyes glare at him for an answer.

He breaks away to wipe a single tear that escapes his eyes, a faint ache reverberates in his chest.

" Patient Sohee, here is your lunch for the day , please make way on the bed for the tray! " , announces the nurse who walks towards her bed with a small dining tray in her hand. Sohee nods as she immediately moves her blanket on her leg to lay the tray on the bed. The boy next to her was still staring at her despite the fact that the nurse places a tray on his bed too. Sohee glances at the bowl of lukewarm rice porridge on the table. She felt uncomfortable , locked in a place she had no evidence of the memories of her injuries to ask the nurse what happened to her.

Yeonjun was gleaming at Sohee like the moon , the longer he looked at her , the longer he fell in love with her simplicity. She picks up the bowl of porridge with a little effort from her frail arms , leaning forward to place her lips on the edge to weakly slurp the liquid. She lowers the bowl once she takes in a little , the contrary to Yeonjun expecting it to taste like sweet rice cakes , she doesn't frown even a little bit at the bland taste of the porridge. He smiles when she lowers the bowl , he coos his heart not to combust when he sees a thin line of porridge mustache above her lips.

Sohee turns towards him confused, eyes soften when she looks at him this time.

" You've got...", he signals waving finger on his lips. Unable to decipher his unexpected interaction. She stares at him blankly as he hops down the bed, she places the bowl gently on the assist table and walks towards her.

" Wait " , he replies softly raising his hand towards her face. He glides his thumb roughly on her lips , brushes his hand on her chin removing any of the residue and brings his hand back to wipe against his belly on his messy hospital coat. He was going to change into a fresh one either ways.

She lowers her head late in response.

It hits Sohee slowly that she was not supposed to be there , the overwhelming grief of the loss of her mundane life hovers on her shoulders. She was not supposed to be in the hospital , but somewhere else..somewhere more important , just not the hospital.

Just not the hospital where she could no longer feel and she thought it was strong to accept the fatigue her body weaves inside of her.

But Sohee was hurt , uncomfortably existing on the stiff bed, her legs were as cold and numb as popsicles. She wanted to walk but she couldn't trust her legs , even with a walking stick she knew she would fall.

As the irritability washes down her face , the unfamiliar boy looked at her again before turning towards the bed.

Yeonjun wanted to hide himself in some deep trench after that.

But he had already gone too far for it , he couldn't leave without asking her.

" Hey " , he begins vaguely as he gazes at her.

" D-Do you have a boyfriend or something ? "

"Huh?" , Sohee turns towards him wide eyed , flabbergasted.

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Yeonjun only wanted to confirm despite.

" I messed up " , he covers his face with his hands and he whines curling on the bed in embarrassment.

" What did you do this time?" , Namson asks as he sat by the waiting bench. The curtains behind him pulled across to protect his privacy. The thin lipped man waits for his patient to answer.

" Doctor! , how do you talk to a friend whom you're meeting after a long time..?"

" Like you normally do , Yeonjun..", Namson exclaims quickly in response , not pondering too much as he turns towards him , " Perhaps call them over for a cup of coffee.."

" but she quite doesn't remember you ??.."

" I asked her if she had a boyfriend " , Yeonjun shuts his eyes tight.

"I know! I panicked, that was stupid , that was fucking stupid..."

" Oh Wow.. ", Namson looks at him in utter shock , " That's..That's one of the ways to start a conversation , yeah.." , he says trying hard to defend his approach.

"..and to end one at the same time.." , he adds.

Yeonjun runs his hand through his hair in tension , " What if..? ", he breathes out cold.

" What if just once..", he turns towards the doctor desperately.

" What if just once , she doesn't love me back when I'm expecting her to.."

" How will I live swallowing that sorrow? "

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a/n : I feel like I spent too much time this year , so my new year resolution will be to spend less time here , to go around and live a little.