P.O.V. Yoongi.
I was laying on my bed, feeling extremely sick from the stupid chemo, when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I ask softly, my voice raspy.
"Hyung! I have amazing news! Can I come over?" Hoseok asks. A small smile forms on my lips. He just had that kind of effect on me.
"Sure, but I'm not really in a party state." I say as I rub my hand over my forehead.
"Right, ofcourse, I'll bring some soup." He says and I chuckle.
"See you Seokie." I say and end the call. I sigh and close my eyes. I felt better than a few days ago but still like shit. I was glad Hoseok would be here soon. I have really taken an interest in the boy and we have been hanging out a lot. Soon a soft knock was heard before the door opened. A smiling Hoseok with a plastic bag walked in, a beanie placed on his head. I give him my best smile and he closes the door before walking over. I sit up and lean against the wall, making room for him to sit next to me. He unpacks the boxes and hands me some soup. I smile and hesitantly start eating, afraid of throwing up. When we're finished eating I look at Hoseok curiously.
"Seok-ah, what's the amazing news you where talking about?" I ask him and he seems to suddenly realize something. He turns to me with a smile.
"I'm clean!" He says and my eyes widen as a smile breaks onto my face.
"Oh my god! Seokie! That's amazing!" I say and hug him. He buries his face in my shoulder and smiles.
"Yeah it is, I just feel bad for you." He says.
"Don't worry about me, I'm getting that transplant next week." I say, reminding him. He nods and smiles at me. I smile back.
"I'm proud of you Seok-ah." I say as he lays down with his head in my lap. He smiles up at me.
"I'm proud of you too Yoongs." He says and I smile. I look in his eyes and can't help myself but stare. He's so beautiful. We already kissed that time, I wanted to do it again. I carefully lean down and place my lips on his, feeling his soft lips as they move against mine. We pull apart and he smiles at me.
"You're a really good kisser." He says softly. I smile and stroke my thumb over his temple. We stay like that until I suddenly feel really nauseous.
"Hyung, are you okay?" He asks, sitting up. I rush to the toilet and throw up the delicious soup Hoseok had brought. I feel a hand rubbing my back and sit back up, slightly panting.
"You okay?" Hoseok asks gently. I nod. He flushes the toilet and walks out. He comes back with a cup of water and let's me use it to clean my mouth. He helps me stand back up and guides me to my bed. We lay down and I lay my head on his chest. I doze off while he plays with my hands.
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When I woke up Hoseok was still laying next to me and I felt a little better. I must've slept the whole night since my alarm clock read 8 A.M. I sigh and look at Hoseok's hand which is holding mine. I smile and squeeze it a little. It made me feel all giddy inside. I sigh happily and close my eyes again. At that moment I felt amazing.
