[17's 우지] THE CRASH ✔

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CHAPTER ELEVEN: SCARED

3rd Person's Point Of View.

"You're awake.." Jihoon barely said when he woke up to her girlfriend staring directly at him. "I was so worried, Jagi."

She smiled as she felt contented. It's been a while since she heard him worry about her, although it's not something to happy about, her heart fluttered like how the butterflies in her stomach were.

"I missed you.."

Lee Jihoon, a man who'd boss people around in which Kwon Soonyoung is very familiar to, had cried countless of times for this girl. He's always unaware of the tears running down on his cheeks right now, he's always in denial of that fact that he loves the girl so much that he was willing to do anything.

SO CLOSE but yet so far away.

That's what the pale girl on the hospital bed has been feeling for her lover back then. She was his and he was hers, but she didn't feel it. She was always tossed aside like she was unimportant. Now that she can simply reach out and Jihoon would immediately intertwine his fingers with her own, now that Jihoon would shed a tear whenever she's hurt, now that he was back..

'Why did fate have to be so cruel?'

"And I love you.." Jihoon replied.

She showed a faint smile. "I'm scared."

"Scared of what?" He asked, trying to act oblivious. However, seeing how serious she is, he spoke his thoughts. "Death? H-honey, I won't let that happen."

She shook her head then slowly looked away from the boy, trying to hard to keep her tears from falling. Death is something she was already expecting, it's something she was waiting for every since she knew her condition. But no matter how terrifying death can seem, she was unbothered. Because now that Jihoon is part of her life, the most terrifying is not dying, but leaving the important people behind.

"I'm scared of not being with you."

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"Ice cream?"

"Vanilla, please."

They were out. Jihoon had her treated at his home--their home. Because he didn't want her to stay there any longer.

Despite her weak state, she can still walk but would easily get tired. The truth untold? He, himself, wasn't even sure of her sickness. She was sick--her heart is weak and it's getting weaker. Her best friend claimed that she has a hole in her heart.

He doesn't know but he is determined to do so and make sure she was cured.

She's his life. He wanted to be with her for as long as he lives. He can't loose her.

"Here." Jihoon handed her a cone with vanilla ice cream which plastered a smile on her face. And it had made him smile too unknowingly. He's happy that she's happy.

"Thank you.."

"It's alright. I always buy you ice cream anyways-" Jihoon was cut off.

The lady, still have her eyes on the ice cream, had spoke. "No. I mean, thank you. Thank you for still loving me even if I'm like this." Words were barely said but Jihoon heard all of it.

The man shook his head upon hearing her. He didn't deserve it, he thought. Jihoon had treated her bad that a sorry wasn't even enough to be forgiven. "No.. Thank you for still loving me. I've been bad, honey. I've been a bad man and had hurt you. I don't deserve your love."

She didn't reply, but only held his hand. Softly cressing it with her thumb.

"I know this request is too much, but.." Jihoon paused, feeling nervous. "Can you please stay with me? Fight for me, baby. I want to be with you for as long as I live, so..be alright for me, please." He sounded desperate as he spoke, making the girl feel gush of sadness hit her.

"I'm sorry, Jihoon." She whispered. "But I can't promise you that, love."

That was the truth.

She knew that sooner or later, she'll eventually pass. Leaving him in this world and just hoping that he'll be happy again. It was the sad reality that she had to accept.

Jihoon had let go of his ice cream, letting it fall like how his tears starting to threaten to fall. He was affraid--terrified. They've been together for so long that he couldn't imagine his life without her. "Baby, please don't say that..."

"Yah. Don't cry." She let out a soft chuckle, hiding the fact that him crying for her was an unbearable sight. "We're suppose to eat ice cream but you only threw yours. Here, let's share."