Suddenly he pushed her down on the floor and slammed his lips down on hers. She blinked in shock and searched his eyes, but they were closed. Her eyes fluttered shut too and she hugged him to her. He pressed himself against her and she smiled. Maybe he was coming back to her. Just maybe. Maybe she could go back home. He pulled her back up on to his lap and rested her hands on his hips.
"We need to go." She murmured, standing up. He nodded and followed her. She began to walk out of the book shop and he grabbed her from behind playfully. She giggled, despite herself. He smiled and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"It's gonna be okay." He murmured. She nodded and smiled softly. He let go of her and crouched down.
"Do you think you might want to..." He trailed off, looking at her hopefully. She nodded,
"Of course." She hopped on his back and smiled into his shoulder. Home again.
They walked into the loft well into the night. It seemed everyone was waiting for them. Even Rapmon had come out of his trance. Jimin jumped up and walked over to them.
"Where have you been? Where's the food?" He asked softly.
"We didn't get the food. Something came up." She mumbled.
"What?" Jimin hissed.
"Yakuza. I found four of them following us. They all had guns." Suga murmured. Jimin tensed and he looked away.
"I'll tell the others." He turned away and sat back down. She watched him, she wanted to help Jimin, but she was tired. Suga grabbed her arm and nodded to Jimin. She hoped everything would be alright. They went into their room and he went in the bathroom to change. She pulled of her pants and grabbed a t-shirt. She fell into bed and pulled the silk sheets around her. Suga had bought this place and all the furniture in it. She closed her eyes and pressed her face into the pillow and closed her eyes. She was very, very tired.
She vaguely felt Suga slip into bed beside her. He wrapped his arms around her slight form and she murmured in her drowsy state. He pushed the hair out of her face tenderly and kissed her forehead.
"You're too thin. You have a fever. And you get headaches too often to be healthy. You're already a sickly person, I could tell. Yet you push yourself, and you keep pushing. I doubt you even notice it. You only have time to notice the emotional pain this causes. You can barely see the physical toll. You rarely sleep. You're dark circles are practically permanent. And eating is optional for you. Do you just forget? Or are you doing it on purpose?" His arms tightened around her and pressed her face into his collarbone. She tried to open her eyes to talk to him, but all she managed was a low moan.
"I said I'd protect you. And I can protect you from anything, even myself. It's rather selfish of me actually. Seeing you in pain, makes me hurt so bad. I don't want to feel that. So I have to protect you." He continued. She tried desperately to open her eyes, but she couldn't manage it.
"I love you." He sighed with a note of resignation. She pressed herself against him and tried to tell him something, but nothing came. She just drifted off into unconsciousness.
She had so much she wanted to say.
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(A/N)
gnite bitchezzz
