JK's Noona | Completed

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You woke up with the familiar beeping sound beside you.

Slowly opening your eyes, you're welcomed by the familiar white ceiling and walls.

Your heart clenched with the familiarity.

You hate this familiarity.

You closed your eyes then breathe in deeply. You can breathe! You indeed could breathe, but tears fell when you realized why you're able to breathe.

"Y-you're awake..." someone spoke beside you. You immediately opened your eyes then turned to your side, tears started racing on both of your cheeks. "M-mom..."

"You're awake!" she immediately stood up to hug you. You hugged her back, arms still feeling weak.

"Are you hungry? Do you want anything? Are you thirsty? What-" she started to panic, and you dislike seeing her state whenever you are in that situation. You held her hand and tried to speak. "Kook." you managed to whisper and she calmed down.

"You want to see Jungkook, do you?" she smiled, then pat your hair. You nodded weakly. "Young love." if your on your normal state, you already blushed, but you're not, so you just showed her a small smile. "He's here last night with the boys and their manager. They stayed here for half an hour, but Jungkook didn't went home until his manager fetched him this morning." your heart clenched with what you heard, Oh Jungkook. "That poor boy talked to you all night. He kept on telling you how  their performance was these past few days, and how he misses you." she smiled sincerely. "He loves you so much."

Another tear fell from your eyes. I love him so much, too, mom.

She wiped your tears then smiled. "I will call him, okay?" you nodded, then waited.

Why does it have to be this way? I would tell him about this. But I never want it this way. Now he had seen my weak self. I don't like it.

"M-mom?" you called when she sat beside you after calling Jungkook. "Jungkook's manager said that he'll let Jungkook know after their schedule. They're still performing right now. Do you want to watch him, instead?"

You smiled then tried to sit down. "W-wait, let me help you." Your mom helped you sit up, then she grabbed the remote control and opened the television. Commercial ads are still playing on screen so you didn't pay attention to it that much. Instead, your mind is focused on what you're planning so you called your mom.

"Mom?" you said, better this time since you've already drunk water.

"Yes, baby?" she asked then proceed on sitting back to the seat next to your bed.

"Can you put a light make up on me?" you asked softly, she frowned. "I-I don't want Jungkook to see me like this again." Tears flow from your eyes again, but you wiped them immediately. "I was planning on telling him about it, mom. My last day here. But then, before that last day, I was attacked by this illness again." she held your hand and squeezed it, "I don't want him to know yet, but I guess it's time. And I'm not planning to tell him everything, looking so weak, pale, with this apparatus, needles on my arm, and this hospital gown. I want him to see the lively me before we go. So please help me look alive again, mom."

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