You ~ Minsung & Chanlix

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Minho pov.

I woke up hearing voices from beside me. I tried to make out what they were saying but the words flew through my head. I was unable to understand even a word.

My eyes felt heavier than ever. I felt so helpless. I couldn't even manage to open my eyes.

I kept on struggling for a while, before I finally managed to open my eyes.

The bright light hit my eyes, making me groan. The voices disappeared.

Once my eyes had adjusted to the brightness around me I sat up in the bed. A rush of pain traveled through me. I looked down, seeing a huge band aid covering my leg.

I awerted my gaze to take in my surroundings. Felix and Chan were sitting beside my bed, looking like they had just seen a ghost.

"What happened?" I groaned.

"You stabbed yourself and fainted because of the blood loss" Chan said, eyeing me.

"How are you feeling?" Felix said, taking my hand into his.

I nodded, indicating I was ok. I looked back up at Chan, noticing the troubled expression on his face. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Felix looked towards the door with sadness and longing in his eyes.

"What is going on?" I asked, seeing how the two was behaving.

"Chan has been blaming himself for everything that happened. He keeps saying that if he was a better person you and Jisung wouldn't have been hurt-"

I gasped loudly.

"JISUNG. IS HE OK? I NEED TO SEE HIM!" I shouted, remembering what I had done.

Felix nodded his head and handed me a pair of shorts and a hoodie. I quickly threw them on, not caring a out the intense pain in my leg and head.

Once I was dressed I got out of bed and limped over to Jisung's room. I opened the door, revealing Jeongin and Seungmin inside.

They turned to me, hearing the door being opened.

Jeongin quickly hid behind Seungmin, clinging to The elders clothes.

I looked over to the bed, seeing Jisung laying peacefully.

I ran over to him, hovering over him. He looked so pale and lifeless. I patted his head while cupping his cheek.

The concerned expression on my face was clearly visible. I felt so guilty seeing him like this.

I hurt him. Fuck, I almost killed him.

The tears started pouring out of my eyes, hitting his unconscious figure.
I collapsed onto the edge of hid bed, right beside his body.

I buried my face in his chest, crying my eyes out.

The door opened, and several footsteps was heared. I didn't care to look. All that mattered was Jisung. I had hurt him. I had hurt him badly.

I couldn't face myself right now, let alone everyone else. They all probably hated me right now.

Quiet whispers filled the silence of the room. I kept on crying onto Jisung's chest. My body was shaking violently.

I hated myself for what I had done. I wanted to die. I would do anything to take his position. He didn't deserve this. I should be the one laying unconscious right now.

I felt someone touch my hair, slowly dragging their fingers through my locks. The whispers suddenly stopped, making me kind of worried.

I sat up, looking at the others. They were all watching me, but I paid no attention to why. I could still feel someone dragging their fingers through my hair, startling me.