K.T.H~~{2!3!} [Hoping for more good days]

31. Soulmate

Time skip
Yuna's POV:

I woke up in a strange, unfamiliar room for me. I started looking around and try to figure where I am and what happened. Just then, all memories came flooding in my mind. "right!! That's what happened!" I said in a kind of sarcastic way. I stood down from the bed I was on, and then my legs started aching so much, that's when I realized I had a broken knee. I checked for further injuries and luckily I found nothing - that's what I thought - once I stood up, I felt an enraged pain in all my back, it hurt so much I couldn't stand it, I directly layed down after screaming loudly as a reflex.

Normal POV:

After hearing a loud scream shaking the hospital, all nurses headed towards Yuna's room. Once they entered, they saw how much pain she was feeling, they guessed that she might have moved a wrong, very wrong move. They all rushed to her, gave her a comforting syringe to calm her down and so she drifted to a sound sleep.

Time skip again
Yuna's POV:

I woke up a couple of hours later, I mean after they gave me the syringe. When I did, a nurse came in and told me what happened, by that I mean when we were transferred to this hospital and how...

She told me that we were transferred to the hospital after the police arrived mysteriously at that building we were in. She also said that we were saved by a miracle, that we were on the edge of death, luckily they managed to save us.

I directly told her to take me to Taehyung, I couldn't wait to see him. Unfortunately, I had to be placed on a wheelchair because of all the pain I would feel if I moved an inch, I had to be completely relaxed.

Now I am sitting in front of my Tae Tae, he was sleeping peacefully like a little baby. I let my hand rest on his hair, and I started stroking it softly, "You idiot, Kim Taehyung! Why do you always have to be in trouble?" I said while smiling a bit and some tears started whelming in my eyes. "Why do you always have to make my heart ache so much. You idiot!" now I was crying like crazy, I couldn't hold it in anymore, my feelings, my pain, my love.

"You idiot, please wake up! Look what you made me do! You turned me into a crazy woman who speaks to herself!heh!" I said while I started to stroke his hand between my fingers, I wanted him to wake up, I needed him to wake up.

I layed my forehead on his hand while holding it and left my tears find their way down my cheeks. Suddenly, I felt a hand land on my head and heard a voice say " did you miss me!?" in a teasing way. Then I raised my head to face his, my smile reached my ears, yet my tears kept streaming down. My hands automatically surrounded his neck, and I gave him a deep hug.

Taehyung's POV:

I woke up slowly from a deep sleep, directly I felt my hand being held and saw Yuna's head on it. A smile crept on my face happy that she is alive after all what we've been through. I moved my sight to the wheelchair she was sitting on, and my smile faded. She was originally so weak, and now after all what happened, she is even weaker, I felt so bad for putting her in these situations. I felt guilty that she had to be hurt because of me.

I landed my hand on her hair, after feeling the urge to finally touch her, comfort her, and comfort myself. Of course I can never miss the chance to tease her!

Just when I saw a smile form on her lips, I felt relieved, and when we hugged! I felt safe! Her hug makes me feel like I'm totally okay, not one injury, and completely happy. Her hug makes me feel like I'm complete. I don't need anything else in life.

Time skip:
Normal POV:

The couple was walking in the garden of the hospital. Taehyung was pushing Yuna on her wheelchair. He was so happy, they weren't talking much, yet they were so happy to be once again together, free and almost happy. Yes almost, Yuna wasn't that happy, she couldn't get the idea of what the girl on the rooftop said from her head. She couldn't forget that she and Taehyung would have been married by now. She needed to know everything, literally everything from tae's past.