arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)

↞twenty-three↠

My demise began

with my cough.

dry and hacking

rare at first

but soon it wouldn't stop.

Jung Hoseok watched me hack

worry etched all through his frame

and asked if I was okay.

I said yes

and tried to act as if it were true

but I knew deep down

that goal I'd made

late in the night

in that cold bed...

It was ruined.

being sick--

vomiting

feverish

bedridden sick--

had been a common occurrence

for all my life.