arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)

↞twelve↠

When I awake once more

there is soup

and water

and a bucket.

The target is gone still.

So after eating

and drinking

and throwing up the food,

I crawl shakily from the bed

and down the hall

of Jung Hoseok's house.

I haven't kept down food

in so long

that I feel 

like a skeleton

though these new clothes

that were big from the start

don't show a thing.

I rest for a moment

on the wooden floor

when the target rounds the corner

and sees me sprawled there.

I hear his soft gasp

and feel his strong arms under me

as I am lifted 

bridal style

from the ground

and carried into the cursed bed once more.

"No."

that is all I say

before sleep steals me again.

I'm tired of being stolen.