From Hate To Love {A SEVENTEEN Fanfic}

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• Jeonghan's point of view •

She was laying unconscious on the clinical bed, the blood from the gunshot wound had already soaked up her entire shirt.

Their gang doctor had already given her a sedative that had her falling asleep and soon he started cutting her shirt open.

"I need everyone to clear out of the room right now."

He ordered and I felt someone gripped my shoulder before leading me out of the room while she was in there enduring all that.

Why was I so bothered by this?

We're always at each other's throats, putting each other to our deathbeds.

But now when I see her on the bed, in her own pool of blood, after taking the shot for me, it doesn't feel like I've won.

It felt as if I lost.

I sat on the floor outside the room where she was still in, and only after 2 hours, did the doors opened and out came their doctor.

I stood up and raised my brows at him, wanting to know what the problem was and how her condition is.

"She's fine. Probably nothing she cannot handle."

I just closed my eyes and let out a breath in relief, that I didn't even know I was holding.

"Thanks doc."

He smiled at me and patted my arm.

"She's awake so you can go see her."

I nodded firmly at him before he walked away and I opened the door and entered, before closing it behind me.

My brothers were all helping the rest clean up the mess at their East Building and they also wanted to give me some privacy.

When I entered, she directed her eyes towards me before she closed them and just groaned annoyingly.

"Why must the first person I see when I was revived from my deathbed be the blonde devil?"

I smirked at her overbearing attitude and leaned against the door, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, you took a bullet for the blonde devil."

I remarked rhetorically and that made her shut up before she opened her eyes and stared at me, as my eyes connected with hers.

We stared into each other's eyes for a while, both of us not planning to break away but soon she looked away first and cleared her throat while I was amused at her flustered form.

"Don't act all soppy now. I just did it without a thought. Not because I care about you or anything."

I smirked and pushed myself off the door and walked towards the side of her bed and stared down at her while she just looked the other way, avoiding my face.

"Thanks. For that."

She was silent, but she did turn back to face me and stared into my eyes again.

I swear, no matter how many times I look into her eyes, I can get lost in them so easily and it calms me down a bit. Maybe that's why I would never want to meet her eyes if we were ever in a fight.

"No problem."

She answered which had me jumping out of my thoughts and she was just looking amused and shaking her head, until she winced.

I stared at her a bit worried, thinking if anything hurt but just saw that her dangling earrings got caught into the cotton wool pillow case.

She was about to reach up and take them off when I just reached my hands out first.

"Let me."

I said softly before sitting on the bed, careful to mind her stitched wound and leaned down closer so that I can take the pairs off.

After getting them both off, I leaned back up, but only by a few meters, before pausing and staring straight at her face.

My face was only a few meters above hers and I could feel her small steady breath on my chin, and once again we were lost in each other's eyes.

Unconsciously, I started leaning in and that's where I felt her breath hitched and I narrowed my eyes at her lips as she unknowingly licked them.

They looked so luscious and plump.

Her breathing was starting to get erratic and I looked up into her eyes again, to see if she was disapproving but her eyes were sparkling like diamonds and without another thought, I connected our lips.

Gosh, she tasted addicting.

I placed a hand on her neck and the other on her waist as I delved in deeper into the kiss while she kissed me back with equal passion.

Her lips were soft and subtle but when I entered my tongue inside, I felt my heartbeat racing when I made deeper contact and her hand caressed my face while the other was wrapped around my neck.

The kiss felt long and heated and soon we were breaking apart, both breathing heavily and panting, our foreheads still connected.

None of us said a word and just enjoyed the silence, the moment after such a mind-blowing kiss.

I knew from the moment I tasted those lips,

I'm obsessed.