"I bloom a pretty flower that looks like you and breathe as the me you know
But I still want you~ "
-The truth untold (Bts)
{Y/n's point of view}
I can't look inside it. My hands falls on my laps- defeated by the mysterious bag. I need to leave this bed- this room. I need to find Minho. I try to lift my legs over but my sore legs and back ache with the movement. I hold onto the Iv stand putting all my weight into my hands.
"Where do you think you're going?" I look over my shoulder unaware that the door was wide open and his stare caught me like a child caught in a wrong. "Trying to escape again? It seems like you have different guys bringing you to the hospital, is that your thing?" He snickered as he leaned on the door frame.
"I don't mean to bother anyone." I said lowly, my feet too sore to stand up properly. I dragged my feet to walk over to the window convincing myself to push foward. The sharp pain in my head blurs my vision slightly but I continue pushing forward. At this point, that's all I can do.
"You're gonna have to try harder for that one" He bluntly said. "I'm Jackson. We met before."
I stop to look over to him. I scan his face, it brew nostalgia but I can't remember from where. "I'm sorry- I don't remember meeting you before." I apologized, I tighten my grip so my legs wont collapse underneath me. Why can't my body heal quicker!
"Of course." He scoffed. "You only pay attention to Won-woo."
"N-no it's not like that!" I protest quickly and my cheeks heat up from embarrassment. " He's just-" I couldn't finish the sentence as if my train of thought ran out of tracks to run on. I once thought of him as a kind stranger but now he's entwined in my life somehow, oddly enough I wanted to forget him but I don't think I can now.
"He's a friend. I'm glad to have him as my friend but I don't know if he thinks of me the same." I let out softly, I smiled lightly but felt a bit embarrassed at my response. In which Jackson responded with a chuckle. "Do you know Wonwoo?" I asked him trying to ease my embarrassment yet Jackson had a bitter smile on as he sucked in his air.
"I use to. Not anymore." Jackson rub the back of his neck slightly faltering underneath my curious gaze. He looks to my sides, the floor, and ceiling but our eyes never meet as they hide a small forbidden treasure in them, locking it away from my grasp. We both allowed the silence to settle in, quietly allowing the topic to pass on to a new one. "You should rest." He said as he straighten himself.
"I can't" I mumbled underneath my breath. I straighten myself as well, and I begin walking on my own again. I was so close to the window that once I extend my hand I can feel the sunlight on my finger tips. "I can't stay on that bed anymore." I grunted.
"What do you plan to do? You can't even walk properly." I ignore him and continue to limp over closer to the window finally grabbing the edges. My lungs are set on fire quickly spreading like wildfire, it traveled to my throat. Yet I can't stop. I brought my body closer finally seeing the scenery outside. The view was magnificent it stopped the aches of my body as I focus on the beautiful view. There was a gorgeous open space with benches and flowers for the patients to enjoy and relinquish their strength. I forgot how beautiful the world outside can be- I missed it. It's been days since I last enjoyed the day, I've locked myself up for a whole week but it feels so much longer than that. A small smile creeped up on my dry lips it feels nice to taste victory. However it was short lived as the fire in my throat ached more. I coughed but with every cough my chest tighten. I couldn't stop myself from coughing it kept coming up. I hold onto the edges tightly putting one hand over my mouth.
"What did I tell you." He raised his voice slightly before carrying me in his arms.
"Im-" Another cough escaped. "Im fine." He put me on the bed gently before pushing the call button for the nurse. I tried to protest but there wasn't much energy in me. I felt tired. "I'm fine. really."
"You're not fine!" He hit the nurse's call button with a harsher force. "Stop being so stubborn!" He locks his eyes with me it almost made me withered away. Soon, the nurses flooded the room with worried faces. "Take care of her." he said in a lower tone before leaving while the nurses do their regular procedures.
"What happened?" I look over to see Wonwoo at the door way blocking Jackson.
"If you would have looked after her then you would know," Jackson scold the other who just stayed silent with a stern look on his face. "Keep your promises for once" He let out before pushing Won-woo aside. Won-woo allowed for himself to be pushed- defeated but his fist were tighten. He was holding back his own urge.
"Won-woo?" I called out for him.
"Did he say anything to you?" he asked a bit too harshly that I scoot to the far edge of the bed.
"No- Not really" I gulped down, I stare at his anxious figure trying to figure him out, there's another unspoken thing that I can't know. "Is everything okay?" I said softly. Fear took over filling in the space on where my confidence should be.
"Yeah. I'm-" His voice turns into a river- so soft and smooth. He surrender himself and sighs deeply. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scary you." He apologized as he sit himself at the other end of the bed. By now all the nurses slowly start to make their way out.
"Wonwoo- ssi" I begin but stop. I can't find the right words, my own emotions racing against my lips to stop myself. "I'm really glad to have you here-" I stopped again. His lips curled up into a small smile making it much more difficult. However, I can't wrap my head around the reason why he is being close all of sudden. His company feels like there's string attached and I cant ignore it anymore, yet is it worth saying it? Why do you have to be so close all of sudden?
"Y/n?" he calls out slightly leaning closer to see if I was alright since I've been silent for a few moments.
" You been so nice but that night- you told me to forget everything and to run away. I did forget, I wanted everything to return back to normal but that's impossible now. So- " Tears threaten to fall that it burned my eyes, punishing me for not letting them fall. "I don't understand." My voice cracked. He stayed quiet absorbing my words deeply- it poisoned his blood stream he stayed silent.
"Why. Why did you tell me to leave?-- then you just- say you'll stay by my side? Do you pity me? Why help someone like me? Please," There was a huge lump in my throat despite that I tried to keep myself from falling apart, tears flooded out once again despite my wish.
"I-" he paused taking a deep breathe before continuing, " I was hoping you didn't forget me. You're not like everyone else- you didn't run away." He uttered gently, "I'm sorry for causing trouble, " He did the most simplest thing and smiled. It was that smile that pulled away the somber butterflies in my stomach. "It's an old habit of mine." He rub his neck as he had a cheeky smile plastered on his face. I wipe my own tears with the my hand, his smile was contagious and couldn't help but curl my lips.
"I can't give you answers but I promise I won't leave. So I guess you're stuck with me." He beamed with a sluggish smile that was only on one side of his lips. I couldn't help my flying heart but rejoice at those words- I didn't know how much I need to hear them.
"Although there's always a burden with knowing".
A/n:So much in this chapter! Y/n is finally speaking against things and is going with her gut. She confronts Wonwoo and he makes her gain comfort again but comfort isn't living. You'll see more of a change in innocence Y/n.
P.s I also want to know if this story is going good or too boring... I'm open to constructive criticism but Dm please. I won't get offend if you have reason or just an opinion ^~^ I'm not sure if I should continue this or not. Or if I should unpublished this and rewrite. Anyways hope you have a great day!
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