I stared into his teary eyes and smiled.
I moved his hair away from his face so I could look at it better.
I kissed the top of his head and admired how his eyes lit up.
Soonyoung was alive.
He was going to be okay.
It's only up to time to decide when we're going home together.
Jim came the day he woke up, smiling and patting his head while he tried his best to talk to her.
He had so much to tell her.
And I couldn't help but think we felt the same kind of happiness hearing soonyoung's voice.
It sent comfort into the air, and relief.
Soonyoung would be okay, just like me.
We're going to be okay.
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Put flowers on the desk. (Soonhoon)
FanfictionLee Jihoon is sick, and he know he is, but he doesn't understand what he has. The countless hours as the hospital let's him know whatever he has is bad, but how bad could his life be if he met Soonyoung? Every day he wakes up with flowers on his de...
