Runaway Love | CHANHUN

Chapter 2

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Chanyeol finally came to his senses when he heard voices around him. Still closing his eyes, he felt a bright light blazing down at him. Maybe it was still night time but he was not sure.

He continued to not open his eyes when he heard Sehun's voice between the voices. "Is it fatal?"

An unfamiliar voice came. "Nope. The wound was deep but it didn't hit some internal organs. He just needed to rest for his wound to heal."

He concluded that it was the doctor that Sehun was talking to. Eversince Sehun brought him to the hospital, he was easily been taken care of. Automatically, he remembered how influencial Sehun's family was since then.

Now, he felt a lot better though he hated to admit that Sehun was right.

"I just needed some information about the patient. I saw from his wallet that he's Jung Seju?"

Chanyeol stiffened from his bed. Hearing that name made him scared all of a sudden. He remembered that he never told Sehun yet his problem. Now that the doctor found that name, he felt like running away again.

"Jung Seju? Ah, yes." He heard Sehun cleared his throat. "Yeah, he's Jung Seju."

He wondered how Sehun acted like that. Pretending that he knew that name.

"Hmm. Okay," the doctor replied. "What's your relationship with him?"

"He's my boyfriend."

Chanyeol felt his cheeks burned and his heart pounded because of Sehun's quick answer. He suddenly has an urge to open his eyes and yell at him.

His boyfriend? What is he talking about? He is one hundred percent not my boyfriend!

"Okay, thank you for that," the doctor continued. He heard the sound of the doctor's folder closing. "I'm gonna be back to check his wound later."

Sehun's voice sounded so formal. "Thank you, doctor."

When Chanyeol heard the door closed, that was when he decided to open his eyes. He was almost taken aback when he saw Sehun standing in front of his bed, watching him with a smirk on his face.

He tried to give him a death glare. "What?"

"I knew you were awake," Sehun said casually and tilted his head, eyes still on him.

This made Chanyeol even redder. "I am not your boyfriend!" Chanyeol finally yelled as he tried to sit up. He immediately groaned when he felt his wound sting.

"Tss." Sehun shook his head in dismay and walked beside his bed. "Don't move yet, the stitches are still fresh."

Chanyeol pursed his lips and tried to properly sit up. He glared at Sehun once again. "I am fine."

"You told me that earlier but look at us now," Sehun raised an eyebrow at him. "You could have died because of blood loss!"

He rolled his eyes at the worried man. "No, I won't. I'm used to it." Then he immediately regretted saying that.

Sehun leered at him with those dark eyes. Chanyeol knew that Sehun had a hint of what he said. "Just because you're used to it, doesn't mean I would let it go."

Chanyeol looked down on his fidgeting fingers when he could still hear his heart pulsing. This was what he hated when he's with Sehun. This troublesome feeling that he was trying to surpressed these past few years.