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"Taehyung?"

I blinked a few times before realizing that it was actually him.

I thought I was dreaming for a second.

What was he doing here?

Why am I here?

Weren't I home?

"What happened?" I asked him, totally unaware of his warm hand that was holding mine.

"They said that you fainted because you haven't eaten a shit all day, is this what happens to you when I leave you for just one day? You can't live without me can you?" He smirked, receiving a dirty look from me.

"Shut up, I'm still mad at you" I turned around, turning my back to him.

"Mina" I could hear how his voice got deeper, indicating that he was serious now.

I turned back and looked at his eyes, waiting for an apology since I'm pretty sure that I haven't done something wrong.

"I'm sorry okay, I just lost control of myself and I didn't have the right to get mad at you, I'm dumb and you know it"

"Hmmm, now why should I forgive you?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Because I'm a person you need in your life"

"Wow, you're really full of yourself aren't you" He chuckled at my words.

I missed his smile.

The way his teeth showed when he smiled.

I missed that.

"I think you can leave pretty soon, where do you wanna go after?" Taehyung asked, his lips forming into a straight line.

"Home, I want to sleep"

"You just woke up"

"Hey, I'm sick, I need sleep" I faked a cough and gave him a smirk.

The nurse came in and checked up on me for the last time, I was allowed to leave today.

"Mina, a question" I snapped my head towards him and gestured for him to continue talking.

"What was Mark doing at your house?"

"We hung out, that was about it" I shrugged my shoulders as he simply nodded his head.

Why is he asking?

Why does he care?

I shrugged my thoughts off, I need to stop overthinking.

"Oh by the way, how did I get here?"

"I wanted to come and talk to you in person, your door was open, I got in and saw you laying unconscious on the floor so I took you to this hospital"

"Thank you" I cleared my throat and thanked him, my cheeks burning in embarrassment.

He smiled softly at me as we then left the hospital.

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