Zen: Is She Alright Yoosung?
Yoosung: .....
Yoosung: No....
Yoosung: She just lays there... Sleeping...
Yoosung: She doesn't move...
Yoosung: She doesn't laugh, smile, talk...
Yoosung: How do you think she is?!?!
Zen: Calm Down Yoosung..
Zen: She means a lot to us too...
Zen: Don't blame anyone
Zen: other than the person who caused this.
Zen: I should get going....
Zen: Notify me if anything happens.
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The only noise in the room right now was the distant sound of the monitor people. The weaker it got it seemed the more weaker you got. No one knew specifically what happened. All anyone knew right now was that Unknown or a different hacker had attempted to break in and the bomb went off, knocking not only the hacker out but you as well.
Yoosung sat nearest to the bed, gripping your hand tightly in between his hands, keeping your hand pressed against his lips until he pulled your Hand away from his lips. "I wish I could have been there to save you... You'd be safe.. Smiling ear to ear. Stupid V.. I hate him... I hate him so much.." He hissed, narrowing his eyes into a deathly glare. "If there is any way for you to give me a sign your okay.. Please.." He whispered, standing up now to look over your unconscious form. His eyes were watering, hands now clutching the edge of the bed.
"Wake me up with a kiss Yoosung~" You joked, wrapping your arms around the slightly taller boys neck and pretending to have your body limp in his arms. The only thing he did was push you off and roll his eyes.
"Don't tease me." Yoosung threatened, grabbing his coat, not looking back at your slightly confused form.
Those memories flashed through his mind. That was the last thing that he had said to you after the explosion. If only V had agreed to have had that bomb take out or maybe an actual reliable security operation system that notifies you when someone or something is at your door or attempting to break in.
On the far corner on the other side of the room, the door opened, revealing the doctor who had a solemn look on his face. "I'm afraid I had good and bad news Mr. Kim..." The doctor muttered, analyzing his chalk board throw his half moon rimmed glasses. "The good news.. What she's going through his curable.. The only thing is that due to the impact of the explosion it'll take up to six months. She'll be healed but she'll have many issues including speech, unable to move her body parts, inability to eat unless is mushed up foods...
"In other words Mr. Kim this young woman will be alive but she might as well be a corpse. She will be suffering. The second option.. Which you won't like.. We pull off her life support and we call it quits. The bill for it had been paid by one of workers at the CCE. We are sorry but we believe the second option will be better... We'll leave you alone to think about it." The doctor lowed his head as an apology and walked out of the room, leaving a dumbfounded Yoosung. There were two options but they both led to something bad. One would leave himself happy but you miserable while the other option is leaving him miserable and leaving you the one for mercy. It seemed the second option was better. It wouldn't be like you were getting a painful death, but a death that will leave you peaceful.
The body (or corpse) of you had your chest heaving up and down at a slow and steady pace. Yoosung closed his eyes, standing next to you once more and taking your hand, entwining his fingers with your own. He didn't notice the twitch. Without hesitation Yoosung opened his mouth.
"You are my sunshine... My only sunshine... You make me happy... When sky's are gray..."
The hair on your forehead was stuck there by the sweat, Yoosung moving his hand to calm it out of your face to expose the tube that was keeping you between life and death.
"You never know dear how much I love you.."
His free hand held the tube tightly, tears prickling the edges of his eyes as he watched your breath if form. He loved you enough to do this.."
"Ple-Please don't take..."
Yoosung choked back a sob.
"My sunshine...... Away..."
His breathes grew shallow as tears flowed down his cheeks, staining your hospital gown in tears. He pulled off the tube, sobbing uncontrollably as he pulled the tube off, hearing the circulation of air flow out through it. The heart monitor began to beep uncontrollably now. Yoosung was drowning out the doctors as he took one last moment to press a kiss to your lips, pulling away when the feeling of dread filled him as he let the feeling of your lips on his linger.
"I love you..."
*Good Ending*
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IM T R I G G E R E D~
Feel free to rant about how you think this is actually a good end.
