My Secret Love Fanfic Ze:a

Ch.05 Road to Recovery

3 days have passed and I was ready for discharge, I still have the stupid arm support and my ankle is bandaged still. I twisted it so badly.

 I was moving about, fixing my stuff into the bag then I hear the door opening widely.

"What are you doing?" Hyungsik looked so stressed out at me. 

I stood awkwardly with my left arm raised in the air, holding on one of my shirt that I was supposed to put in the bag.

"Packing? What does it look to you?" I asked staring at him. Why do I feel like he caught me doing something I shouldn't.

"Lina, you're still recovering and you shouldn't be moving around so much" Hyungsik started nagging. He sounds like a mom right now, moments that I don't miss my mom. 

"It's not that bad" I placed the shirt in the bag. Hyungsik walked over and scooted me on the side. He gestured me to just sit and stay still with his eyes. 

I sat down and I just looked at this precious human being, being such a mom and is packing my stuff carefully in the bag. He zipped the bag close and he tilted his head over, gesturing us to leave. I stood up and walked over beside him, he gave his arm for me to cling unto. 

"It's not that bad, my gosh I can handle myself" I looked at him annoyed with furrowed brows.

"Its this or this, you have no choice. c'mon" Hyungsik tilted his head gesturing to take his arm. I linked my arm around his arm and he had a satisfied smile plastered on his face. I couldn't help but smile.

Safe to say, fans are quite understanding. They know we're both good friends plus fans kept on saying I have no chance with Hyungsik. That hurts but its true. So we can go out of this hospital with linked arms and no one will even question it. Plus there was an article of me being carried by Hyungsik when the accident happened. He was labeled as the "Ideal best guy friend" and "Hyungsik being the caring friend" 

We unlinked our arms as he unlocked his car in the parking lot, I can hear fans calling out to him from a distance. He would give them a smile and he turned back to me and he mouthed 'get in' I was spacing out in front of his car. 

I got in the passenger seat and he got in after me, after he said his good byes to his fans and reminding to get home safe. He closed the door and he looked at me and I just looked at him back and mouthed 'what' 

He just shook his head with an annoying look on his face. He was thinking of something for sure. I looked at my reflection, searching if there's something on my face as he started to chuckle.

"What? Oh my God, you're so annoying" I shot him a glaring look.

"N-nothing hahaha. stop being so paranoid. gosh" he laughed and started driving out of the parking lot. he waved one last time from his window to his fans.

It was a silent car ride, and he kept on sneaking glances at me. I can deal with the silence because there are moments we have comfortable silent car rides, but the glancing has to stop.

"Dude, stop being creepy. you're scaring me" I said whining.

"I just noticed you should show your forehead more, you look prettier with your hair out of the way covering your face" He said that without looking at me. 

"Did you just compliment my look? are you sick?" I asked.

"No. I'm not sick, Can't I give you compliments every now and then?" He sounded down when he said that. 

"You rarely give me compliments on my look, you only compliment my cooking" I said pouting.

"Because if I tell you, you're pretty at times you were pretty that would be weird but it doesn't feel weird right now and I love your cooking" He said smiling brightly as he said he loved my cooking. I felt butterflies, I would just like to punch myself at this moment. I can't be falling for him for the nth time. ' he said love though' I'd take that.

He started parking the car at the building's parking lot. He exited the car first and went to the back to get the bag. I was about to open my door but he jogged over to my side and opened my door, his head popped in just above me and is a bit too close.

"We can't have you moving too much" He said concerned and started assisting me in getting out of the car. He did the same gesture earlier and offered his arm, I let out a sigh and linked my arms with him. He had a triumphant smile.

He's been acting weird and giddy these whole time today. Am I not catching on some hints here? what's made him be in high spirits all day. I looked up at him, deep in thoughts but I was caught by surprise with him looking down at me. I shifted my attention to the elevator's door straight ahead but I forgot this elevator is all mirrors. Hyungsik was staring back at me, trying to hold unto his laughter. Why is he hiding, he's being suspicious since earlier this morning.

"Seriously, What's up?" I looked at him concerned with fear, is he planning on a bad prank on an injured person.

"Nothing" he shook his head, his fluffy hair swaying along with his action. 

I don't trust him one bit. We reached my floor and we walked over my door, he punched in my code. 

"You, you didn't change your code at all?" he had a proud smile.

"What?" what's wrong with my code...shit its his birthday. I should really change that.

"I see, I see." 

"You see? see what? I just forgot to change the passcode. okay." I brushed pass by him and entered my living room. wow its so neat. too neat. I looked at Hyungsik. He nodded with his eyes closed answering the confused look I had on my face.

He cleaned the place. I have to say, other than his skills on being an idol he has really good housemaker skills. He's also a better cook than I am.

"So, what would want to have for lunch?" He asked, and he was already at the kitchen putting on his apron. Now, I remember we bought another apron just for him in my place.

"I would like, if you permit me to---"

"No fried chicken or any type of delivery for a recovering patient"

This is gonna be a long day with mother Hyungsik. I think I don't like him anymore, I think I've finally moved on.

"Also, I'm not asking the coordi out anymore" Hyungsik said casually while preparing the cutting board. 

"What? Why? What happened?" I made all that effort for this? I fell down the stairs and all that.

"You. That's what happened" he pointed the knife at me. That doesn't look sweet nor appealing.

I stood in a corner, thinking hard. what does he mean by 'You. That's what happened.' 

"Dummy, that means I like you. stop standing there all confused and sit down"

I was about to open my mouth once more.

"Sit. Wait till I finish your meal and the we'll talk" He said calmly and he turned his attention back to cooking duties, while I sit here in confusion. Am I happy? I'm confused.