Chapter 7

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Y/N POV 

It was the next day and i still felt like i owed seungcheol an explanation for why seokmin dropped me off. I pushed those thoughts aside as i greeted Bomi, she was another makeup artist who also worked for seventeen. I had become really close to her as we had many similarities and  sometimes she was tho one who motivated me to go for work on hard days. 

Bomi asked "Are you okay? You look a little sick right now.". I replied to her assuring myself more then assuring her "Yes i'm completely fine you don't need to worry about me.". Bomi sighed as she said "As you say, princess.". I chuckled hitting her back lightly, as we entered the building together. 

When i entered the room i tried my best to avoid seungcheol since i still felt guilty, and i didn't want to confront him in front of everyone like last time. I concluded that it was just better to tell him later on. When i started doing his makeup i felt my heart racing, but it wasn't normal.. 

It was beating abnormally fast and i don't think it was because of feelings towards him. I felt my body hitting the ground as i fainted, everyone gathering around me. The next thing i saw when i woke up was the emergency room at the hospital that my brother worked at. As soon as i woke up i saw bomi next to me, when she noticed that i had woken up she hugged me as she said "Thank god!! You're okayy!". I giggled as i repplied "Of course i'm okay i must've just been a little tired, by the way why are you here with me shouldn't you be at the company??". "Oh my god, you dodo you've slept the whole day it's literally 7:30 pm right now." Bomi said. 

I looked at her in disbelief as i checked the time on my phone. Suddenly my brother came bursting through the door sobbing as he aggresively wrapped his hands around me. "OMG i'm not dead!!! Get off me!!" I said in an attempt to push him off. He replied saying "But you're my only family left, how could i not worry you dumbass!". I gave into his embrace as he eventually let me go. My bother also informed me that i had to stay overnight at the hospital since he needed to moniter me. I tried to rebel but of course that did not work. 

It was around 1:30 am and i couldn't sleep sleep sincei pretty much slept through the entire day, so i was just scrolling on my phone. I heard someone entering the room and as i looked up to see who it was, i was actually pretty surprised. It was seungcheol, of course i was happy to see him but my first instinct was to defend myself about the other night rather then greeting him or thanking him for coming to visit me. 

(the conversation below is a back and forth between y/n and seungcheol, since that form is better then writting para's)(I might continue this way in the future too, since it is easier for me to write :))

y/n: I can explain i swear there's nothing going on between me and seokmin he was just dropping me off on his way hom- 

he cut me off before saying 

SC: Hey, hey, hey calm down i understand the situation. Hoshi invited me too but i refused i know you went out with them. 

y/n: What? Then why did you just walk away from me without saying anything when you saw me get out of seokmin's car? 

SC: I guess i just got a bit jealous at that time but then i thought about it all night and i knew nothing was going on so i planned to talk you after my schedule got over but you ended up here.. 

y/n: oh.. so that's why, but why did you look so grumpy in the morning too! 

SC: It was because i didn't get enough sleep thinking about a certain someone. 

I blushed at his response. Why is he suddenly being so straightforward now. He came next to me and sat on the stool next to the bed. He seemed pretty tired, and now that i could see his face more clearly i also noticed the bags under his eyes. 

y/n: You must be so tired you can rest here for now. 

SC: Should i? 

He said that as he took my hand in his and then rested his head on the bed facing me. I chuckled as i gently run my fingers through his hair, until he eased into sleep. 

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