Solji
Yesterday's event made me feel like I want to puke. I had no idea why my mom is like that.
It's Monday morning today. So I get up from my deep slumber and swipe my hair to the back. My body feels so weak as I cried last night. I stood up and went to the dresser to take a look on my eyes. Unexpectedly, I saw a yellow sticky note pasted on the mirror. I took it.
We're going to meet them at a hotel this Saturday. Make yourself free for that whole day.
I crumble the note in my fist and throw it in a bin. She didn't even say sorry or something. What a load of shit. I stared at myself. My eyes were puffy and looking so tired. Ugh! How am I gonna meet Yoongi today? Pft.
I tilted my head to the side and saw a black dress hanging on the holder of my wardrobe. There's also a note stick on the its shoulder. I draw my steps to there and took the note.
I want you to wear this when we meet them. Give them a good impression and behave!
Behave? Heh. I'm just thinking of splashing some red wine onto his face though. I stared at the dress. It's fucking sexy though. What the fuck. Sleeveless and it end in the middle of my thighs, I guess. What an actual?!
"Looks like I'm going to be a slut on Saturday."
I muttered to myself and took the dress and shove it into my wardrobe. I hate to see it. I took out my school attire and get ready for school.
Yoon
I fell asleep on his hand while taking care of him last night. Mrs Jeon insisted me to go home but I don't want to. I want to wait until he open his eyes. I sit upright and rubbed my eyes, adjusting with the lights.
"You're awake?"
I heard a raspy weak voice so I tilted my head to the direction. Jungkook has already awoken as he smiled at me. He is no longer wearing that nuisance oxygen thingy anymore. I stood up in disbelief.
"Jungkook? You're really awake? Am I dreaming? Or am I dead? No, I mean-"
"Chill, dude. I'm okay."
He cut me. His voice was a bit weak and shaky though as he gave me a reassuring smile. I sighed in relief and sit on the bed beside him.
"I'm sorry. I didn't meant it."
I apologized. My eyes started to welled up with a pool of tears as I stare at him. He just smile at me and patted my thigh gently.
"It's okay. I'm fine."
"But, I'm really sorry. I really didn't meant it. I-"
He grip on my thigh gently, making me stop nagging as he widely spread his arms.
"Hug me instead if you're sorry."
I pout my lips and crash into his embrace. He wrapped his arms on my body and caressed my back as I leaned on his chest.
"I had a sweet dream. Thanks to you."
He said. I'm not that interested in his dream though. All I feel is relieved that he's awake. I stayed silent.
"I dreamt that we're married, and having a sex on the first-"
"I don't think you should awake, Mr Jeon."
I said as I back off from his body. He giggled at me. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I think he's more than okay and the brain cancer is just a joke. Like literally a bullshit.
