I felt an overwhelming pressure on my head, as if the weight of the world were pressing down on me. Slowly, I tried to open my eyes, but the sensation was almost unbearable. After several attempts, I finally managed to open them, only to be met with an intense, blinding light. I immediately shut them again, overwhelmed by its brightness. As I tried to steady myself, I felt a warm sensation around my hand, like a gentle embrace. Someone’s hand—soft yet firm—wrapped around mine, its warmth spreading through me. I cautiously opened my eyes again and turned my head to the left, only to be met with the most breath-taking view. It was something I never wanted to leave behind.
There, in that moment, I realized I didn’t need the sun to brighten my mornings anymore. I already had my own light, my own warmth. Wait… did I just think my own light? Could it be that… he is my sunlight?
Before I could even process the thought, panic hit me. Why was I thinking like this about Hobi? My heart raced as I instinctively pulled my hand away from his, only to see him flinch in response. He immediately sat up, his face full of concern, and his gaze was soft but filled with worry.
Hobi: Are you okay?
I blinked, still dazed, and tried to steady myself.
Yn: Yeah… I’m fine just a little headache. What happened to me?
My voice came out shaky as I struggled to recall anything. Hobi straightened his posture, and his face hardened into something more distant, almost cold.
Hobi: You fainted!
Yn: What? Really?
I was still trying to process what he’d said, my mind cloudy and unfocused. Hobi’s expression softened again, and his tone became even more worried.
Hobi: Should I call a doctor?
But before he could finish, I cut him off in a panic, because of nature urgent call!!
Yn: I... I need to use the washroom,
I said hurriedly, getting up to escape the situation, my heart pounding in my chest. I rushed into the bathroom, mentally cursing myself. What am I doing? I thought, my face turning red with embarrassment. I'm such an idiot!!!
As I sat on bed after lost in thought, consumed by the confusion of Di's unexpected reaction, I couldn’t help but wonder what had really happened. She had responded to me as if I were a complete stranger, and the feeling lingered. But how could I possibly find out what was going on with her? I had to get to the bottom of it, no matter what it took. My mind raced, focused and determined, until a knock on the door abruptly interrupted my train of thought.
I turned to see Hobi standing in the doorway, a tray of food in his hands. He walked in, placed the tray in front of me, and then stood a little farther away than usual—a distance I found oddly unsettling.
Hobi: I got a call from your secretary
The mention of Veer suddenly hit me like a jolt. Oh God, I had been here for two days without checking in with him. He must be worried sick! My eyes widened with concern as I asked,
Yn: What did he say?
Hobi: He was about to report you missing, but then Jisoo, my secretary, spotted him. That’s when he found out you were here.
I sighed in relief. Veer is okay, I thought. It was a new place for him, and with the language barrier, it must have been hard for him to navigate.
Hobi: He’s coming to pick you up at 2 PM,
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My Sunshine❤️||Sope FF|| Min Yoongi|| Jung Hoseok|| one shot||
FanfictionTitle: "My Sunshine" || Sope One-Shot || A Tale of Misunderstanding and Redemption ------------------------- YN: I hate her... I hate her... but why? Hoseok: Why are you trying to be like her? Just be yourself. *He cups her face gently.* You're much...
