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❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn)
⚠️This story contains themes of depression and self-harm, so if you are sensitive to these topics, it may be best to skip this narrative⚠️
In this tale, yn and Jisung face a significant challe...
Jisung's POV As I held my phone, I noticed yn gazing at me. Suddenly, she coughed, and foam began to emerge from her mouth, sending a wave of panic through me. Without hesitation, I carefully helped her sit up in the tub.
"I'm sorry, Mamas," I murmured softly.
In a moment of urgency, I reached into her mouth, trying to help her cough out whatever was causing the distress. Thankfully, she was able to clear her throat.
"It's okay, Mamas... I'm here for you. Don't worry," I reassured her, though uncertain if she wanted my presence at that moment.
Just then, the sound of rushing footsteps caught my attention, and I turned to see EMTs entering the room. Stepping back, I quickly wiped my hands with a towel and observed as they took yn out of the room. Without a second thought, I followed them, locking the door behind me and sprinting after the ambulance carrying yn.
As they loaded yn into the vehicle, one of the EMTs questioned me, "How do you know her?"
"I'm her boyfriend. Please, can I accompany her?" I pleaded with a sense of urgency.
The EMT nodded, allowing me to join yn in the back of the ambulance. Holding her hand tightly, I watched as the EMTs worked to stabilize her. The weight of guilt settled heavily on me as I witnessed yn in such a vulnerable state, my mind filled with sadness...
