Deep end |ENG|

• 5 · sick

Two days later, me and Beomgyu met on the bus on our way to work. He fell asleep as I was trying to stay awake just to make sure we wouldn't miss stop.

"Hey, Gyu," I shook his shoulder cautiously.

"Um... Hm... Yeah?" He opened his swollen eyes. He left that place the evening the day before because he had to clean it all up. He got home pretty late and so he barely got any sleep, that's why he was so tired.

"We should get out. Come on, get up."

"Oh yeah... Right, thanks."

I started a chat to wake him up before we'd have to part ways.

We'd text each other throughout our shifts and honestly, I was really happy I finally got to go home. I wasn't feeling hungover the day before at all but that day, I woke up feeling terrible. And so getting into my room was a huge relief.

The next day, I knew I had to cancel school though. I realised I wasn't hungover. In fact, I was sick.

A text also appeared in the class group chat. Beomgyu was asking who was sick after the party and I knew Minho and Changbin might read that too. And so I decided to respond. I let them know I was having fun with other people from our class just like that.

I ended up being at home for almost three weeks, having returned for two days somewhere midway through just to start feeling terrible again. I had to go to a hospital and found out my metabolism was working off.

Seungmin managed to break his finger in the meantime.

What an amazing couple, am I right?

I would text him almost every day (I had to consider the fact he wasn't really able to write), asking how was he doing, wanting to know if he was any better.

However...

He wouldn't ask me anything at all. No "Are you okay?"s, no "Hope you'll get better soon"s, just... No interest at all.

I was trying to pretend it was alright until my name's day came.

(a/n: name's day is a thing in very few countries in the world. basically every day in the calendar has a few names related to it and on those days, we celebrate being given our names. mine, for example, is on the 10th December ^-^)

It was Saturday and my family would wish me well. Yeji gave me some chocolate while I made a deal with my parents on letting go of my gift as they'd give me something bigger for Christmas.

"What about Seungmin? Did he wish you something too?"

"Ah, no- He... He didn't really respond to any of my messages."

It was still Saturday evening, me sitting on our kitchen counter as I was left alone with my mom.

"Really?"

I looked away. "I mean... You know how he is. He forgets all those dates easily-"

"It's your name's day though."

"I forgot it was my name's day too."

"Isn't that different though?"

We shared a look and as she realised I didn't want to talk about it anymore. She changed to topic.

And I couldn't get that sentence out of my mind.

The way you used to touch my soul was always so sweet and lovely.

No matter how far apart we were, you'd always pick up the phone.

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I just really hate the way I'm writing this now but I know it'll get better soon because we're finally leaving the storytelling part and we'll be getting more into the emotional stuff so... yeah, brace yourselves haha ^^'