Yoongi's Love

Chapter 42

~Seyeon~

My eyes flickered open and I took in my surrounding, knowing that I'm in the hospital. I winced when I felt immense pain as I tried to turn to find him. Yoongi.

He should be here... right? I could feel him.

"Yoongi?" I croaked, my vision still blurred. 

I heard movements and that's when I saw him staggering towards me. His swollen eyes were enough to tell me that he'd been crying. Exhaustion etched his handsome features as he sat on the hospital bed.

He reached for my hand, curling it in his large ones. "Hi, Tiny."

Tears pricked my eyes at the nickname. 

"Shit," he muttered. "Don't cry."

"I'm not!" I whined, feeling tears rolled down my face.

Yoongi reached out, brushing my tears away, lightly pinching my cheeks for a brief moment. "Are you in pain?"

"No," I lied. Even breathing is enough to hurt but I didn't tell him that. Not while he's talking to me like this.

I tried reaching for his face and failed to do so.

"C-come here," I said, holding my other hand out.

Yoongi lets go of my hand and leaned his face against my other hand. I ran my thumb gently over his swollen eyes.

"You cried."

"No, I didn't."

I smiled, feeling my chest hurt at the thought of him crying. "I'm okay," I told him.

"The bastard will pay for this," Yoongi muttered. "I'll make sure of it."

"I hope he does," I admitted. He scared so many people and wounded me in the process too. 

"Then I will go there myself and—"

I chuckled and immediately winced. "Ooh. I shouldn't laugh."

Yoongi scowled. "You're hurting."

"Not anymore," I said, dropping my hand. The pain I've felt these last few weeks hurts me more than these stab wounds.

That's when I saw her. An unfamiliar face.

"Yoongi?" I whispered, eyes pinned on the woman. "Who's that?"

"Ah, her?" Yoongi pulled back. "This is Jihye. Jihye, this is my girlfriend, Seyeon."

"Sorry for intruding," she said, quietly. Her big eyes landed on me and she smiled, glancing at Yoongi. "You didn't."

Yoongi and I followed her gaze and I saw that they were looking at a small bear that was lying beside me.

I frowned at it. "Why is there a bear here?"

Yoongi cleared his throat, "Jihye made it."

And just like that I decided that I didn't like this Jihye girl. She was beautiful, has big eyes and don't even get me started on her chest.

"Didn't take you that long to replace me," I said, snottily.

Yoongi blinked at me. "Huh?"

I turned my attention to the girl and watched as she shifted uncomfortably under my gaze. "Thank you for the gift."

"N-no worries," she stammered. "I—better go then."

"Thank you for the coffee and the pie," Yoongi said in that gentle voice of his. "You really helped me out here."