Author's POV
Yin stirred, his eyelids heavy, the sterile scent of disinfectant and faint beeping of monitors gradually pulling him from the thick fog of unconsciousness.
His body felt like it had been weighed down with lead, every muscle aching, his chest tight and sore with every shallow breath he took.
His mind was groggy, struggling to piece together where he was, what had happened.
He tried to move, a slight groan escaping his lips as he attempted to lift his arm.
It felt like an eternity before his eyes finally fluttered open, squinting against the bright overhead lights.
The first thing he saw was the pale, concerned face of his mother, sitting beside his bed, her hand clutching his tightly.
His younger sister sat on the other side, her eyes red and swollen, as if she had been crying for days.
They looked exhausted, yet the moment they noticed him stirring, relief washed over their faces.
"Yin... oh, my baby," his mother whispered, tears brimming in her eyes. She leaned closer, gently stroking his forehead. "You're awake."
Yin blinked, his mouth dry and throat sore.
"Mom...", he tried to speak, but his voice came out hoarse, barely a whisper.
"You've been out for five days," his sister said, her voice trembling. "We were so worried."
Five days?
Yin's mind reeled.
It felt like he'd just been in that factory, fighting, protecting War.
How could it have been five days?And... where is War?
"Your injury was serious, Yin. The bullet... it missed your heart by inches. But the doctors-thank God-they managed to save you. It was touch and go for a while, but you're going to be okay. You just need to rest." his mother sniffled, trying to hold back tears as she explained.
Yin listened, but none of it seemed to sink in.
His chest was tight with bandages, but it wasn't the physical pain that concerned him now.
His thoughts were elsewhere, racing.
War.
Where is War?
Ignoring the soreness in his muscles and the warnings his mother gave about resting, Yin tried to push himself up, his hands gripping the bedframe for support.
His heart hammered in his chest. "War," he rasped. "Where... where is War? I need to see him. I need to-"
"Yin, no, you need to lie down," his mother pleaded, her hands gently pressing him back into the bed. "You can't move yet, your stitches will break! Please, honey, listen to me."
But Yin couldn't listen.
His mind was consumed with worry, with fear.
All he could remember was War's pale face, his body tied to that chair, lifeless.
He needed to know if War was okay. He needed to see him, to hold him, to make sure he was safe.
"Mom, please," Yin begged, his voice cracking with desperation. "Where is War? I need to see him! Please, I have to know he's okay!"
"Yin, please, calm down. You're still too weak-"
"Tell me where War is!" Yin shouted, his voice cracking with the weight of his fear.
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Flightless Bird
FanficLies, Betrayal, Anger and Obsession. What would happen to War who always thought that his existence was a curse since he'd bring tragedy to every person he got close to. Only to find out that he was never a problem in the first place but his life h...
