POV Shizuka
It feels like someone is trying to hack through my head with a machete, and this white ceiling and these lights just make me want to smash the switch.
But when I try to move, a searing pain shoots through my leg, and I wisely decide to lie back down.
I go to run my hand through my hair, but then I realize it's stuck.
Minho, head resting on his arm on the bed, his other hand holding mine.
He is here.
But... what am I doing here?
I gaze at his hair - noticing the fresh color - and try to recall recent events.
The accident.
Oh gosh.
Are Sumalee and Mi-cha okay?
I try to get up again, but this time I wake the redhead, who automatically forces me to lie back down.
- "Sh... Shizuka? Don't move, you have to stay lying down," he stutters, examining my face.
He brushes his fingers against my cheek, and I feel a cut beneath his touch.
- "Lee Know?"
His gaze darkens, and he squeezes my hand.
- "No, don't call me that."
He gives me a pleading look and adds,
- "I know I asked for it, and I'm the idiot, but please... Don't distance yourself from us."
- "You started it..." I whisper.
He bites his lip, guilt now evident on his face as he lowers his head.
- "I know... I should have believed you."
He looks up and meets my gaze.
- "I'm sorry, Shizuka."
- "I..."
I place my free hand on his cheek, ignoring the pain in my hip from the movement, and notice his red eyes.
- "I'm sorry," he repeats.
A tear rolls down his cheek, and it feels like another blow to my head.
Minho is crying. For me.
- "I'm just an idiot. I'm mean, I hurt you... I..."
He looks down, avoiding any contact now except for our linked hands.
- "Minho."
I stroke his chin, forcing him to look at me. It breaks my heart to see tears streaming down his cheeks.
I lock my gaze with his eyes.
His beautiful eyes.
- "Minho," I repeat. "It's okay, I forgive you."
- "I'm sorry," he says anyway as I wipe away his tears.
He rests his forehead on our hands, and I run my hand through his hair.
- "You're not mean. I love your eyes, your gaze, you. You don't have to worry about who you are, Minho."
His shoulders tremble, and he doesn't lift his head, simply murmuring a muffled "Thank you" into our hands.
We stay like that for several minutes, and I ask,
- "And Daiyu?"
He stiffens and raises his head.
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𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐀𝐓 [𝟏] 𝐃𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮 || 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰
Fanfiction- "When will we finally be happy together? - One thing at a time." ▪︎▫︎▫︎▫︎▫︎ I remember the answer I finally found My future is you