set after o7. when he makes me upset | set before 13. ten reasons why i love my boyfriend
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When the midterms come close, it's bound to get busier. Professors arrange quizzes, some even on the spot, so that they'll 'help' us for the big tests. To be honest, some give them out just so they can fill up their records, proving they're doing their job in the classroom.
Because of these things, plus the projects they give us, it's easy to disregard the importance of health. In my case, this isn't a good thing. My immune system's weak compared to normal people so I'm strictly reminded to take it easy. The problem is, I always forget. The desire for good grades gets me that.
I'm currently with Junhoe to get lunch in the cafeteria. We were going to eat out of the university but I changed my mind, the reason being that I feel lightheaded to walk in the sun. Of course I don't tell him the last bit. He'll get worried.
Last night, instead of calling, I messaged him that I was going to sleep early so that I could review in peace. I had to review for a practical test and I was too into it I didn't notice the time. If Junhoe knew I only slept for three hours, he'd kill me.
The distant chatter of students in the cafeteria falls in my ears. Junhoe tugs one sleeve of my sweater, guiding me towards the line for us to order. I blink when I start seeing dark spots in my vision, hoping it's just a mind trick. It disappears, fortunately, just as we arrive at the end of the line.
As if sensing something's wrong, Junhoe casts me a worried glance. "You okay?"
I show him a bright smile, one that creases my eyes so that they disappear under my lids. "I'm fine."
"You sure? I mean, I can get you water and...."
His voice turns into a lull, fading into nothingness, as I feel my world spinning. Gravity decides to pull me down for no reason and my body responds with no restraint. Before I can feel the expected impact, everything becomes black.
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The first thing that registers in my mind is the trademark smell of cleanliness; antiseptics. It makes me remember my trips to the hospital when I go for check-ups. Opening my eyes, I'm welcomed with the sight of unfamiliar terrain with a white ceiling. I blink repeatedly to chase away the disorientation, hoping that my brain catches up.
An explanation doesn't arrive yet on how I arrived here without remembering it. The bed I'm lying on feels plasticky, low-quality sheets wrapping it. With the closed curtains around the bed, the surroundings look dim-lighted. A halo of natural afternoon light peeks through the top portion of the curtain. Something feels heavy on my right hand but it gives me a feeling of security. Turning to look at it, I recognize Junhoe's messy mop of a hair. His head's leaning at the edge of the bed. Is he sleeping?
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FanfictionChaeyoung's testament of Junhoe's love, told in short and sweet moments of the couple's everyday life. blackpink's rosé x ikon's junhoe {yg couple series 01}