-nobody's pov-
2 weeks later, Yeonjun was still in that coma. According to the medical experts, he was most probably to die. Soobin couldn't take in that information. If one soulmate died, the other did too. Yeonjun wouldn't have to suffer. Soobin wouldn't need to see him suffer. It hurt him so bad.
Soobin was just laying in his bed, feeling sick and hungry. The entire thing drove him crazy. It made his soul want to break and float away. He got a text from the doctor. Probably bad news. But this time they weren't bad news. Yeonjun had woken up.
Soobin didn't even care to wear proper clothes or anything. He just ran out of the house. And ran and ran and ran with tears in his eyes. The pedestrians must have thought he was some psycho on drugs.
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Soobin slowly open the door to Room 304, the room Yeonjun was in. He should be awake by now. Sure enough, Yeonjun was blinking quietly, probably wondering where he was. Soobin was quietly sobbing. He properly entered the room and sat down in a chair next to him. He couldn't hold it in and sobbed his heart out. Yeonjun just blinked in a confused manner and weakly stroked his boyfriend's hair. "Don't cry, Soobin."
A/N: sorry for being gone 😔 i might have many short chapters, but itll take me less time to write them. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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One Touch | Yeonbin
Fanfiction"Soobin, you don't think?" OR a story where the popular boy and the shy boy come out to be soulmates, and experience life together. - - yeonbin fluff (most of the time 😳)
