Lisa looked at the already asleep Jungkook in front of her.
In her opinion, he looked absolutely lifeless- which he was about to be in a matter of months, the doctor said that.
'Stupid.' she thinks, 'Why would he continue chasing me? This is all my fault in the end'
The heart monitor was still working quite fine, signalling that he was still alive, making Lisa heave a sigh of relief.
But she knew well that her sigh of relief would soon turn into a sigh of regret and sadness especially upon looking at his condition.
He didn't look as he did on his music videos- he didn't look all 'hot' and 'fiiinEEEE', he looked thin and dead.
"You stupid fuck." she whispers, hands travelling on his hair.
"Why did you chase over me, damnit.." Lisa mutters, ruffling his hair, "Take that, you dumbass."
And then it happened. Her tears slowly crept across her cheeks, cascading unto the ends of her tinted lips and dropping unto the white sheets. Her arms already felt weak, so she folds them in hope that they would be her new-found comfort since she had no shoulder to cry on.
Why she would cry over Jungkook? She had no idea.
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fanboy ; liskook
FanfictionI understand why you don't want to love a man who's about to die.