ー章.
she was tired.
michi was so tired. tired of being in pain, tired of hurting. she was tired of opening up to people only for them to hurt her. trust issues. she felt so stupid. for ever trusting him.
jeongguk.
she didn't wanna hear his reasons, didn't need her time wasted. so she blocked him and deleted his number as soon as she sent her last text message to him. she wanted him to haunt her, if he was brave enough now. do all he wanted to do, she didn't care anymore.
her mother was dead and so was her patience.
she wiped her tears and shoved her phone into her backpack. buried her hands in her jacket pockets. she focused her attention out of the waiting room, watching more people come and go. didn't worry about time.
she felt a weight fall on to her shoulder, looked over to see that the weight belonged to yoongi's head. he was sleeping. she would've done anything to sleep right now. but she had to wait for the doctors to dismiss them.
she suddenly felt isolated again. but something was telling her that it was okay to keep yoongi close, maybe forever, or maybe just for now.
moving a strand of hair from his face, timidly ran her fingers through his soft hair. let her hands fall in her lap as she glanced over to see his mother sleeping as well.
she sighed a heavy sigh. wondered what life would bring her next. hopefully, something good.
hopefully, some happiness.
