imagine this | day6 drabbles

"I BELIEVE, I'LL BE OVER YOU."

    "are you okay?" young k asked me. i nodded, a sad smile plastered on my face. he looked at me worriedly before continuing to talk about his new girlfriend. i unconsciously stared at his face, admiring his soft lips and gentle eyes. his cheeks were flushed as he spoke about his girlfriend, talking about her like she was the world. i stifled a sigh, jealous of a girl i haven't even met. i looked around the library we were in. many people were here, but the library had a silent aura to it. it took me a few seconds to notice that young k had stopped talking. i turned to him, my head tilted slightly.
    "you look a bit pained, are you sure you're okay?" he asked me, a concerned expression on his face.
    "i do feel a bit sick, but i'm sure it's nothing," i said to him, opening one of the many books i had beside me.
    "if you insist," he said. the concerned expression lingered for a few seconds. i tuned out of the nearly silent bustling of the library and young k rambling about his girlfriend to read a few pages of a romance book, "stars don't always align". i frowned as i read the summary on the back, the story almost reflecting my life perfectly, but with an happy ending.
    "the library's about to close, do you want me to give you a ride home?" i was surprised when young k's voice broke through my thoughts.
    "i would appreciate that," i said, managing a smile. i followed young k out the exit, hugging all of my books close to my chest.
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    "thank you for the ride home," i said, stepping out of the car. young k nodded and drove off. i entered my apartment, sighing as i collapsed onto the couch. i checked the time, 7:43 P.M.. i opened the romance novel and continued to flip through it, finishing the book in about 3 hours. i could relate to the story so much that it scared me a bit. i kept on thinking about young k throughout the whole time i was reading it. i felt sharp pains in my side. wincing, i slowly got up from the couch. I stretched my arms above my head, groaning as the pain intensified. i should rest a bit. i slowly made my way towards my bedroom, exhaling in relief as i fell onto the bed. i didn't bother covering myself with a blanket. i closed my eyelids and fell into a deep sleep.
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    the moment i opened my eyes, everything hurt. my throat was sore to the point that my eyes were watering. i couldn't stop thinking about young k and his girlfriend. i crawled slowly to the bathroom, tears streaming down my face. i leaned on the shower, shakily trying to get up. i fell to the ground, wincing. i leaned on the toilet, sobbing while coughing out carnation petals. after about 30 seconds, i stopped. i exhaled in relief, only to begin sobbing again and coughing up roses. i got up, my knees wobbling. god, why is love so unfair?