★Please... cherish me★ | Yoosung x Reader

MC with low self-esteem feels guilty over Yoosung's injury.

You sat at his bedside, your hand in his as he slept, his earlier adrenaline from attending the RFA party now gone. With your other hand you gently brushed his blonde hair away from his unbandaged eye.

It had been a few hours since you had accompanied him back to the hospital with V and Seven. The others in the RFA were holding down the fort at the party while you took the opportunity to make sure Yoosung was okay.

The painkillers had knocked him out immediately. Or maybe it was the exhaustion. You could see now that there were dark circles under his eyes, contrasting with his sickly pale skin.

You'd barely believed what Seven had said at the party about the possibility of Yoosung going blind, but it was spoken of frequently whenever the doctor spoke with V.

Yoosung was going to be blind in his left eye... all because he had sought to protect you.

He loved you so much, he almost died.

He'd sacrificed so much, when he hadn't even met you yet.

You'd barely come to terms with the idea that someone as sincere and lovely as Yoosung loved you.

But every time you thought about those late night phonecalls, the cute text messages to you, or every time he'd ever said, "I love you," an ugly feeling in your stomach would arise.

This was all your fault.

He was hurt because of you.

Because he loved you.

And you didn't deserve him.

"M...C...?" His cold fingers lightly squeezed your hands; his visible eye slowly slid open, the violet iris dark and woozy.

He seemed so fragile, and your shoulders sank - heavy with the grief in your heart.

Why had you fallen in love with him?

Why did you love him so much?

Looking at the bandages wrapped around most of his face only let the guilt set in.

But you couldn't bring yourself to leave.

You sat there holding his hand for what felt like an eternity.

Until you felt him shuffle to sit upright.

"Why won't you look at me, my love?" He murmured, bringing his free hand to rest atop yours.

You bit your lip, trying to shuffle through the mess of words in your head to try and find the right ones to say.

"I guess I'm pretty scary-looking now, aren't I?" He admitted, "But it's like I said on the phone - I'm still the man who loves you, MC."

"It's not that!" You spoke without thinking, your gaze still focused in your connected hands, "I-It's... It's..."

You swallowed, trying to get the last word out.

"... It's me..."

Yoosung frowned, "You?"

"I don't deserve to be loved by you!" You could feel the emotion threatening to choke you, "You're nice and wonderful and kind... I don't deserve to have you love me after... after..." The tears came before you could stop them, and in your moment of weakness you allowed yourself a glance at him.

Whatever pain you felt was mirrored on his exhausted face and you felt yourself sinking lower and lower. Even now, away from the hacker and secret organisations, you were still causing him pain.

"I don't deserve you!" You hiccuped, and the phrase quickly turned into your mantra as you sobbed and sobbed, still clutching his hand.

And then two hands were on either side of your face, bringing your attention to his heartbroken expression.

"MC," he said, and his voice was quiet, "All of that time we spent talking... falling in love... Do you regret it?"

More tears slid down your face, stopping when they were blocked by his thumbs.

You didn't deserve to answer, but the hurt on his face was too much to bear.

"...No," You bit your lip again, "I- I love you so much it hurts."

He smiled softly, "I know, Jagiya."

His thumbs wiped away your tears and he planted a kiss on your forehead, "I'm sorry that I worried you so much," he whispered, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours, "But I don't regret going. I did it to protect you, and I would do it again in a heartbeat, even knowing what would happen to me. Because you are the most important person to me, MC, and I love you so much that it hurts me too.. But it hurts more to know that you don't think you deserve to be loved by me..."

He tried to suppress a sniffle, and his bottom lip quivered as he registered the pain on your own face at his speech.

"I love you, MC," he affirmed, fixated on your eyes, "I'm going to love you forever, so please love yourself too. You deserve all the love in the world. I want to do so much with you, and make so many memories with you. I'll always protect you, even if you want me to protect myself first."

You didn't know how to stop crying; the tears kept flowing silently down your face until Yoosung pulled you into his embrace, wrapping his arms around you and stroking through your hair.

"Shhh... It's okay, my love..." He whispered soothingly, "We can finally see each other now, can't we? And I can take you on the date that I always said I would."

He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of your shampoo.

"It's okay..." He whispered, "Everything will be okay."