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112 - Narration

J A E R I N

I stared at Jinyoung's sleeping state. He looked so peaceful. Hindi mo makikitaan ng takot. I was called to come and go here because his Mom is alone. Nasa New York pa kasi ang Daddy niya at mag-isa lang ang Mommy niya.

She panicked when Jinyoung wanted to go out of the hospital. Agad niya akong tinawagan at pinapunta rito. He was shocked to see me here. Oo nga pala, at hindi naman niya ako inabutan kahapon.

Ngayon mag-isa nalang ako nagbabantay kay Jinyoung dahil sinabihan ko ang Mommy niya na umuwe muna at bumalik nalang mamaya. She didn't slept well last night because she looked over Jinyoung.

Balak kong pumasok ng tanghali at bumalik nalang ng hapon dito. I sighed heavily and fished my phone from my bag.

I grunted when I saw that it's out of battery. How can I message Jaemin that I'm here and that he should go to school alone? Sa sobrang pagmamadali ko kanina ay nakalimutan kong imessage siya.

I licked my lower lip when I felt my throat drying up. Kelangan kong bumili ng maiinom.

I stood up and quietly walked my way outside his room. Hindi naman siguro magigising si Jinyoung and I'll be fast. Nakabalik na ako bago pa 'yon mangyari.

"Baby..." I was stoned in my position when I heard his voice.

Slowly, I turned my head towards his direction and saw him wearing his uniform. Eyes looking warm as always.

"J-Jaemin... what are you doing here?" tanong ko gulat na nandito siya ngayon. Dahan dahan akong lumapit sa kanya.

He smiled warmly, "I came here to check on you." he said and crouched down to give me a kiss at my forehead bago hinawakan ang kamay ko.

I bit my lower lip and stared at our hands slowly intertwining. Naiiyak ako sa hindi malamang dahilan. Isn't he supposed to be at school right now?

"Dapat nasa school kana." I stated and looked up at him.

He smiled again and brushed some hair away from my face using his free hand.

"Nah, I want to see you." my heart warmed up when he said that.

I pulled my hand away from his and slid my arms around his waist then buried my face in his chest. I inhaled his familiar scent and get myself get comfortable. Naramdaman kong hinahaplos ng dahan dahan ni Jaemin ang likod ko. I fight the urge of crying.

"Jinyoung is sick..." I started. Hindi ko pa rin nasasabi kay Jaehyun oppa ang totoong sakit ni Jinyoung. I can't tell it without breakinh down. Hindi lang ako makapaniwala.

Jaemin chuckled, "Obviously, that's why he's here right?" and even rested his chin at my head.

I pouted, "I mean really really sick."

He let out a heavy sigh, "Hmm okay."

I furrowed my brows and pulled away from the hug. "That's it?"

"Why?"

"You're not mad?"