Something Special

Hope

I slowly regained my consciousness, and I felt a weight on my right hand. I looked at it, and I found that it was Yoongi who's currently holding my hand. I stirred a bit from my position, and Yoongi suddenly jolted up.

"Hey... hey Haneul, you're awake... oh my god hi, are you feeling better?" he asked me, concern was evident in his eyes and his voice. He rubbed my forehead, and I smiled weakly to him.

"Yeah... still a bit dizzy though... where are we?"

"The school's nursery. Do you remember anything? How you fainted? What happened before?"

"I remembered that I was yelling... after that, all I see was your mint hair before everything went black... what happened, Yoongi?" I asked, fear was prominent in my voice.

"Someone decided to wrote stupid things on your desk, and I guess you got fed up with it, and you 'exploded'. You yelled your heart out, and I was walking to class too. I heard everything you said, and when I went to you to calm you down, you fainted before my eyes... I was so scared that time, I... I thought I lost you..." he explained as he averted his eyes downward, tears started to form in his eyes.

I felt guilty for making him worried about me. He cared, when everyone else didn't. I was going to reach for him, when I felt my jacket sleeves were pulled upwards. I instantly panicked and try to cover the wounds I made the night before, but he stopped me. He slowly kissed each and every one of my wound with feather-like kisses.

"Don't cover it up. I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn't there," he whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek. Those words just hit me. I was a nobody, and he was a somebody. I'd probably ruined him if I kept standing beside him.

I can't do this to him. I musn't. He still have a long way to go. I'd be a burden to him...