Part 4

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SARANG'S POV

I woke up in my hospital room to the rhythmic beeping on my right and the soft snoring on my left. As I blinked my eyes open, I spotted my mom sleeping soundly, completely oblivious to the world around her. A thought crossed my mind—I wanted to get up and head to the bathroom on my own.

I moved slowly, careful not to disturb her slumber, but then it hit me: I was tethered to the monitor, leaving me unable to really go anywhere. Just then, a gentle knock on the door caught my attention. I turned to see Y/N standing there, her expression tinged with sadness and concern. I managed a small smile, trying to mask the pain in my chest, even though it feels like hell at this point.

It definitely wasn't her fault at all; I was the one to blame because I took the blanket all by myself and ended up tripping on it like a total dumbass. I appreciated that she saved me, but... I don't know.

I asked her if she was alright, mimicking her, and she nodded back with a quiet yes, only to break into a rough cough right after.

I could finally manage to smile and sighed in relief, trying to get away again. But then I caught y/n looking at my side with guilt, and when I turned to see my other side, my mom was already awake and glaring at her with anger...

"Is she the one who passed you the bacteria?"

"Mom I-"

"Is she?"

I nodded nervously, watching as she approached Y/N. Y/N managed a weak smile in response. I always thought my mom was the kind of person who wouldn't even hurt a fly, but I was clearly mistaken. In a shocking moment, she slapped Y/N hard across the face, causing her to stumble back in pain. My mom yelled at her to stay away from me before turning and walking back into my room.

"Mom, what the actual heck is wrong with you?!"

"I care about you, Sarang. You don't have to stay with her."

"You don't have the right to decide who I stay with!"

"As a matter of fact, I do. I'm your mom. I'm the one who gave you life."

"YES, BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU CAN CONTROL MY LIFE! Y/N WAS THE ONLY PERSON I'VE EVER ASSOCIATED WITH SINCE YOU LEFT ME IN THIS GODDAMN HOSPITAL!"

I screamed at her in anger, my eyes brimming with tears and my palms slick with sweat. I was so furious that I felt like I could scream at the top of my lungs. In a rush, I yanked the wires from the monitor and bolted out of there, but I halted when I heard a familiar voice calling me from the hallway.

"Y/N, I—"

"It's alright, Sarang-ah. Your mom has a point. We shouldn't stay close to each other like this... we really shouldn't."

"But I really love being by your side, Y/N... you're the only one who truly cares about me, who understands me, who doesn't look at me with pity in your eyes..."

I started to sob, my breath hitching as I fought to hold back my tears.

"Sarang-ah, I'm so sorry... I really wish I could pull you into a tight hug right now, you know... even if it's just for a minute... or a second... if only we didn't have to deal with this CF shit..."

She sighed, her eyes welling up with tears as well.

"Sarang, do you want to go out for a walk? The snow has calmed down, and I think a walk could do us both some good."

I wiped my tears and forced a small smile onto my face.

"I guess you're right."

//637 words//

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