I realized that I could actually feel the stitches on me. And fuck, they hurt so much.
I didn't want anyone knowing I was awake other than Soonyoung, but soon someone came to check on me and saw I was awake.
They talked to me but I didn't care. They were telling me how they hadn't found anything new, and that was good at least.
But the bad news is, they finally started thinking that I wouldn't get better. They might have to change my treatment because apparently it hasn't been working.
I didn't really care, mostly because I was too distracted.
Soonyoung was asleep again.
He'd come to my room, hold my hand and fall asleep, head on my blanket.
He looked tired and sick too, I hope he was taking care of himself when I was gone.
But then again, I know he wasn't.
I still see him seem as if he'd pass out every time he comes into my room.
And what I caught him trying to do when I woke up.. He acts like it never happened.
But I'd never forget that.. In fact it makes me worry more.
But I don't think worrying will change anything. I know it won't.
But how else am I supposed to feel?
He's still asleep right now.
When I looked down at him, his hair was messy, jeez he really doesn't take care of himself.
I tried to fix it, by running my fingers through his hair.
It looked better after a while. It was like petting a cat.
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Put flowers on the desk. (Soonhoon)
FanfictionLee Jihoon is sick, and he know he is, but he doesn't understand what he has. The countless hours as the hospital let's him know whatever he has is bad, but how bad could his life be if he met Soonyoung? Every day he wakes up with flowers on his de...