Tomorrows Lullaby |Book 2| Complete

18 | RUN

His body trembled, wanting to desperately get into his apartment, away from reality. His home is practically the only safe space he had, even if the media sat there, waiting for photos, news or other things. Jisung stared out the window of the car in fear. This never was easy, why couldn't he have privacy. Biting his nails waiting for news and Chan being his support to help him into his house. The body guards pushed the media and fans away, trying to keep a calm reaction.

Jisung and Chan snuck through the backside into the main lobby of the apartment sneaking their way into the elevator.

He finally had been released from the hospital. Perscriptions hidden in his jacket pocket that was provided by Minho. It was warm. Jisung used that to help keep him grounded with everything around him.

By the time the door had been shut, Jisung just wanted to calm himself, surround himself in silence, maybe place headphones on to drown the world around him. Chan dropped his stuff beside the kitchen, it was a few groceries to help get Jisung back into a proper eating habits.

Taking his jacket off he placed the medications onto the coffee table with a sigh finally falling onto the couch.

"You did the right thing Jisung. The meds I'm sure will help you." Chan smiled sitting beside the younger who rolled his eyes.

"I didn't do the right thing. The right thing would be telling Minho-Hyung the truth but I can't." Jisung sighed letting his head fall onto Chans shoulder. He was tired. He found himself tired more recently since ending up in the hospital. Minho said this was a natural response since his organs and systems were recovering.

"I know. Its hard, even I almost slipped. Jisung you have to promise me you won't do that again." Chan softly spoke, worry filled his voice and Jisung could tell he was seriously worried. It wasn't the typical lecture he would receive this was genuine concern for his own life and safety.

"I wasn't meaning too Hyung. I just thought I needed more to dull the headache. I didn't mean to lose track on how many pills I had taken that day already..." Jisungs voice was soft, tender and getting quieter by the word.

"Twenty pills is seriously more than it should have been. I can see six or even eight but Jisung you can't do that. Promise me please... if not for me, for Minho... Minho was so scared seeing you like that. Regardless of your twos history, he still loves you, you know that?" Chan said rubbing Jisungs arm. Jisung simply nodded. Letting his eyes fall shut.

"Does the company know?" Jisung mumbled, trying to keep himself awake.

"Mhmm. Minho got his collegue to fake the paperwork as overworked, and stress. He requested two weeks bedrest upon leaving the hospital. This should be enough time to hopefully get you adjusted to the new medications Minho gave you." Chan explained, Jisung hummed again to the reponse. His eyes opening again and staring at the medications he placed on the table. Sitting up he sighed.

"I'm gonna go lay in bed. I have a headache, do you want me to see you out?" Jisung rubbed his eyes, tiredness hovering over him as he stood up carefully stretching and keeping his balance.

"No, go lay down Sungs. I'll be back once I finish with the final paperwork for your new diet with the company."

Jisung nodded, still feeling bad, chan wasn't getting his rest either because of his job. He didn't want to get Chan involved, but he did and it made this life a little bit more bearable. And he was sure Chan wouldn't have backed down after the first incident. Chan really did everything for him. Jisung wished he didn't solely work for him. He had a life to live too. But thats all he decided to do.

Jisung went to his bedroom, the bed perfectly made, he wasn't actually tired, and he very rarely slept in his bed. It wasn't the same when you slept alone, so he slept on the couch most times. He heard the door shut and double checked to make sure Chan had left. Once confirming he was gone, Jisung finally broke down a second time. His back against the wall, letting his head fall into the wall shortly after before aliding down the wall.