𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚...
𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡
imagine your life taking an unexpected turn.. and you cant even do anything about it.
that wa...
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as san had said, a doctor had payed them a visit, checking up on the general's condition.
from the short briefing the middle-aged doctor did. he had said that seonghwa better take at least a week or two off from his duties to get everything healed.
the blonde had already wrapped up the raven haired's shoulder as well at the sprain on his ankle, the trio taking turns on changing the bandages to fresh ones.
jiyeol during the mean time felt utterly useless, her hands itching to aid the general or at least help the three.
but for some reason, seonghwa didnt want her to come anywhere near him, and they boys didnt seem to need any help at all.
it was already a week since the incident and to the three boy's surprise, the general still hasnt left the vicinity of the manor nor did he disobeyed the doctor's biddings or forced himself out of the house.
on normal circumstances... the general would probably already be out and about the town, fulfilling his duties and completely ignoring the pain his body felt.
seonghwa was currently sitting on the swing, san on his side. the blonde was carefully eying him up and down.
"can you stop staring at me?" his voice was hoarse as he turns his head at the housekeeper.
"are you alright?" san takes a sit on the vacant space of the swing, hauling his feet up to his chest. seonghwa nods before sighing "this is very weird behavior from you"
"what do you mean?" the general slowly leans his head on the structure, his temple meeting with the smooth wood.
his eyes were heavy, fluttering close every now and then. his head was pounding, muscles feeling much more sore and he felt dizzy... but seonghwa kept his mouth shut, not wanting to worry the boy beside him.
san scoffs "you trashed the house one time because we werent letting you go out"
seonghwa manages to let out a weak scoff "i had something important to do, and i wasnt going to let a small injury get in my way"
"small injury??? you got stabbed in the stomach!" his voice was full of disbelief as he turns to look at the figure beside him. seonghwa hums in response.
the blonde clicks his tongue before slouching "we're always worried about you, hwa... and jiyeol has been wanting to see you, i dont know why you wouldn't let her visit you— she's your wife"
seonghwa finally lets his eyes fall shut, unable to keep them open as he felt his body go weak "i dont want her to...." his voice drifts off.
san waits from the latter to finish his sentence, feeling impatient as the general didnt seem like he was going to continue.
