bodyguard °sunsun° [COMPLETE]

(11) YOU SAID WE WERE FRIENDS

You Said We Were Friends

S.U.N.O.O.

"Please go," Sunghoon requests from me in a whisper tone and for a moment I'm too stunned to move. My hands wander to the back of my head anxiously; I pull at my locks as my eyes scan our surroundings.

There are so many other people around. Why is everyone at the ER today? It's nearly crowded.

We've been sitting here, in a waiting room for a few hours now. Being as patient as we can, we hope for results. The doctor should come soon.

No news yet.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" I ask skeptical about taking my leave.

He shouldn't be alone. It's dangerous. What are the chances he and his mother would be targeted on the same day? What if someone comes after his dad too?

I laugh nervously, "I mean I am your bodyguard? It's in my job descrip--," but Sunghoon cuts me off by lying his head down on my shoulder. I go quiet as he weakly takes in a deep breath. I can't bring myself to look at him; I can sense the tears forming in his eyes as he exhales shakily.

Is my client going to be okay?

Is his mother going to be okay?

What actually happened back at the meeting?

Are his family members being threatened too?

Is it by the same person sending assassins after Sunghoon?

I don't know a thing.

"What I want..." He speaks slowly in a low-raspier voice than before, "Is for you to go home and wait for me there."

I sigh, not wanting to fight against him. He already has a lot on his plate and he's worrying for his mother.

"How will you get back?" I stand up finally agreeing. I can just inspect the penthouse. It's best to do it before he gets back.

I watch Sunghoon straighten up, but his eyes cast down to the ground. He whispers loud enough for me to hear, "I'll manage."

A few hours go by and the conversation replays in my head as I sit in the living room of the penthouse.

He's hurt. Like really really hurt.

I'm not sure if he'll be able to go on like normal now that there is a chance his parents are being targeted as well.

Ughhhhh.

I groan in my head.

Is it by the same person? Or was this just an incident caused by an incompetent employee who can't make coffee?