The Bad boy's Mistake | kmg

6.

6.

I stroke Mingyu's cheek while he sleeps soundly in the hospital bed. He's currently topless right now but is full of bandages. The only good thing is that his handsome face isn't broken or anything, it only had bruises. No bone or facial feature damaged and I'm thankful that there isn't any everlasting wounds or scars.

The four of them (Wonwoo, Taehyung, Seungcheol and Hansol) said that they'd talk to Mr. Choi about the incident and left me to take care of an injured Mingyu. I didn't complain though. I had my brother help and bring Mingyu to the nearest hospital the moment he arrived to pick me up. He didn't expect anything and was shocked and wanted to ask questions but he understood the situation and drove as fast as he could to help Mingyu.

I gaze at his face and can't help but break a little to see the state he's in and more so because I feel helpless that I can't do anything to help him get better. He clearly doesn't deserve this. I know he may have his ways, his explosive anger and probably his rude mouth too but despite the changes, I know his pure heart is rooted somewhere there. I know who he was and I'm probably in denial because I wish to believe that the same Mingyu who scared away the bullies and the nightmare away is still the same Mingyu who's in front of me right now.

He has a cut in his lips and a small bruise near his left cheek bone and I can't help but trace it with my fingers. I pray that he'll get well soon and that my touch will have miracle healing powers of some sort. But that wasn't the case. I was useless.

"N-nari?" Clearly lost in thought, I didn't even notice him waking up and with widened eyes, he's completely surprised to see me.

"Ya! Are you stupid?!" I shout the moment I realize that I've been keeping all the same pent up anger ever since this morning. The water works started to work as I give Mingyu a piece of my mind.

I couldn't control myself anymore. I really wanted to tell him everything and how worried I was. I constantly wipe away the tears but they just continue to fall.

     "Why did you let yourself get hurt? Did you know I was worried sick!" Geez, I was a crying mess. It continued for about a few rants here and there but when I stop to take a breather, Mingyu was absorbing everything rather positively.

He smiled at me and said, "Love you too."

My heart probably stopped for a second but I quickly regained my cool. I massaged temple and Mingyu sat up, wanting to pat my head and assure me until I hear him groan out of pain. I try to bring him to lay back down again so he could rest but he hugged me using his left arm that wasn't injured.

"I'm sorry, were you worried about me?" His voice brought me back to my reality. He's okay. He's a little beat but he's back in one piece..

I nod still trying to find the words. No matter how hard I deny it, I know I care for him. I always did anyway.

I continued to sob and he was there trying to comfort me. I can't tell him how much I was worried but I hope he gets it by how much I'm shedding tears right now. I just can't grasp the sight of him all beat like he was.. and to make sure that all of this is finally real, I cup his cheeks with both my hands to reassure myself that he's really okay.

"O-ouch," He groaned and I quickly withdraw my hands. By the looks of it, he didn't like it so he took back my hand and placed them in his cheeks again.

"What happened? Why did you let yourself get hurt?" I say, still unsure if whether I should do what I'm planning or not. I'm still worried sick but I'm fine now.

He only smiled at me and I'm getting irritated by his lack of response. I know I shouldn't ask just yet but I'm still angry! He has all the time and energy to act like a complete hot shot in school but lets himself get beaten up? What irony is that?

"Are you not planning on answering me?" I ask again. He didn't answer but only looked at me.

  Since he won't answer, then fine.

I leaned forward and kissed him, still crying. Everything just felt too unreal. The situation, his injuries. Even Mingyu himself felt surreal. My emotions are nothing but a botched up mess.

     He was obviously surprised and I say, "Pabo.." I kept calling him that in between sobs. I wanted to make sure he was real. That he was okay, that he was actually with me right now and the only way I could think of was to remind myself of what his lips felt like.

     I was about to sit back on my chair beside the hospital bed when he pulled me closer, kissing me more deeply than the last time. It was a silent conversation with nothing but the sound of my cries and our lips. He held me close, with his thumb wiping all the tears away. He's real, even from before. He continued to scare the bullies and nightmares away when I was little and he's still doing so right now. He could never be realer than this.

He pulled away slowly, with the remnants of the warm feeling of his lips on mine and looked at me with apologetic eyes. Kim Mingyu, don't make me fall for you even more.

"You made me worry more than I should have." I whispered. His hand found mine and slowly intertwined his fingers. Holding it tight with the fear of this moment ending too soon.

"Look, mianhae.." The tone of his voice was soothing. There were no trace of intimidation nor anger. It was very different with his normal aggressive voice.

Trying to savor this moment of peace with each other, I place my arms around him to assure him of the realness of this moment. I hear him groan so I was taken aback and loosened my grip. In reply, he pouted and told me not to let go. I can't believe myself. Am I really softening up? That I'm honestly falling for him now?
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