Faulty Hearts (aka "Tara & Belle") [Dreamcatcher | SuYoo | Sua x Yoohyeon]

Chapter 9 (NSFW-ish)

Note: NSFW-ish. It doesn't get too explicit but there's some intimate moments there. My first time writing this sort of thing so excuse me while I sit in the corner and cringe about it. lol

Wow! I'm very happy to see the number of votes for this next chapter and it was soo close. They were tied for awhile but in the end Bora's chapter wins. It's good because that's actually next chapter in the original order of the story anyway, but I just wanted to know what you guys wanted to read. This little interaction was fun, don't know if there will be another one but it's good to know that more than 10 of you are actually reading this story. hehe XD

Thanks for 337 + reads!

06/06/2020 minor grammatical corrections

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"She's not replying back, Bin." Bora said frustratingly. She stood outside of Siyeon's room in the hallway talking to Yubin on her phone.

"Did you call or text her?" Yubin asked.

"Text. I doubt she would speak to me if I called."

"Probably."

"Like, how many times do I have to apologize? It was a joke."

"Uh, yeah, no, it wasn't."

"I was fucking drunk! Of course I didn't know what I was saying. Are Americans this sensitive? Shit, grow some skin."

"Leave her alone, unnie. She'll come around when she's ready. Or if not, just let her be. Besides, she's not your priority right now."

Bora sighed, Yubin's right as always.

"Nothing's changed, Bin." Bora said soberly now. "Singnie's just lying there and I can't do anything."

"Just talk to her. I read somewhere that comatose patients can still hear, especially the voices from their loved ones."

"For real?" Bora was shocked. "But, all those things I've said—"

"I think she'll understand, unnie. Just talk to her. It might help with the recovery. Oh, hey, I gotta go now. I'll talk to you later, maybe try to come over again or something."

"Thanks, Bin. As always."

"Love you, unnie."

"Me too, Bin."

Bora hung up and leaned against the hallway wall. She still felt a little hungover from last night but more tired than anything. She passed Minji's room earlier but didn't hear anything from there. Yoohyeon must have already visited and left, but she was definitely avoiding her like she's a leper. Fine, she'll let her have her space for now but she hoped she'll come around eventually and acknowledge her apology.

She went back inside Siyeon's room. It still looked the same, the monitors and ventilators making the same steady and consistent rhythm, as long as they stayed within safe ranges. Siyeon remained unconscious and immobile, tied and weighed down by all the medical equipment. Bora wondered if it felt worse on the inside than the outside but she didn't want to know either. She was hesitant to approach her at first but eventually pulled up a chair next to the bed. She took hold of Siyeon's good hand and sighed. It feels like her, but not quite. Her "claws'' as she called them were starting to grow out but a few nails were broken. She reminded herself to get nail clippers next time to fix them.

She blew out air through her pursed lips before speaking. "Singnie," she said softly. "The other day, what I said, you know I didn't really mean it, right?" She paused. "You know how my temper is, I was just upset. You know I didn't mean any of that. Right?"