Catch Me (P.Sh) [Sequel]

Sasaeng Files (2)

"Noona is not going to die, is she?" Niki questioned out in the silent car.

"Of course not," Heeseung shook his head, "she just needed more help than we could give her."

"You're gonna have to tell me exactly what happened, when we go back to the dorm," Jungwon reminded as the car stopped outside the hospital and Sunghoon immediately stood up with both his bag and Hana's.

"Let us know when she wakes up," Jay spoke up and Sunghoon just nodded before stepping out of the van.

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It had now been an hour since Sunghoon had arrived at the hospital. Hana still wasn't consious, but that apparently didn't stop her from vomitting. Each time he had seen the pulsating movement had moved up along her body Sunghoon had been quick to grab the bucket a nurse had instructed, to let her throw up in. 

When he had arrived the nurse had been helping Hana throw up in the bucket, initially making Sunghoon believe she was awake, if it hadn't been for the way the nurse had held onto Hana's shoulders and forcefully had to push her back down onto the pillow after making sure her mouth were empty. Sunghoon had quickly caught onto what he was supposed to do and pretty much kicked the nurse out, just by how desperate he was for Hana to wake up and assure him she was fine.

He had first wanted to move up beside her in the bed, but he knew if there was a need for the bucket he had to be as close to it as possible, and it was much easier to roll her to the edge of the bed than it was to get her to sit up, at the moment. But in reality he just wanted to move up to lay and hold her, stroke her hair and tell her he was going to make sure she was gonna be just fine.

It was terrible how pale and sick she suddenly looked as she laid on the bed. She had been sweating profusely ever since she passed out in the waiting room, but now she was ice cold. Once in a while her breathing would stop for a few seconds, scaring Sunghoon out of his mind.

But by now he was sitting with one of her hands in his, as he constantly eyed the sweater he had thrown over the foot of the bed the moment he entered the room. He smiled slightly at the memory of how small she always looked in his clothes, especially that one brown, green and white striped one. It was also the prettiest colors on her. Sunghoon had always thought the white and green color looked absolutely made her stunning to look at.

"I... I don't... feel so... good," a small mutter escaped Hana's lips, making Sunghoon lift his head up from the bed and immediately widden his eyes at the small motions Hana's lips made.

Sunghoon quickly raised one hand to lay his hand on her forehead whilst he brought her hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to it as he rubbed his thumb back and forth on her forehead.

"I'm here..." Sunghoon carefully muttered to her, "I got you."

"I don't feel so good," a small frown appeared on Hana's face as another mutter came from her lips.

A big pulsating motion immediately alarmed Sunghoon, and he grabbed the bucket that stood by his feet, as Hana herself threw herself over the edge of the bed, and emptied her stomach once more, if there even was more in it. Hesitantly, Sunghoon lifted his hand and softly patted her back before she let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes tightly before letting herself fall back on her pillow and slowly raiser her hands up to her face.

"Here... water," Sunghoon stated and grabbed the small plastic cup the nurse had provided him with, making Hana turn her head to him.

"I don't feel good," she shook her head at him.

"I know... but the nurse told me to have you drink water when you woke up, to fill up your stomach," Sunghoon insisted and pushed his hand under her head, so that he could lift it up for her, "please just drink it."