celestial strings | h.js

one.

He pulled a face when Hyunjin met eyes with you after putting his phone on his lap. You watched his brows knit at the center, his lips arched downward, and your legs immediately paused. Why did you expect anything else from him? He was never going to give you a warm, welcoming hug. Scoffing, you resumed walking and stood where your knees hit the edge of the hospital bed.

"I came here to see how you are," you said.

Hyunjin sniffed. He gave you a full scan before clicking his tongue. "You look better than me. That's for sure."

"Well, yeah? I–" You paused.

Reaching for your pockets for your card of strings, you found nothing in there. It could be that your belongings were stored somewhere else because you were admitted to the hospital for treatment, though. But you were sure! You were sure your arms were damaged beyond repair during your encounter with the councilman. Even if he didn't fight you, the spell you used to kill him would have caused the strings to sink into your arms and leave terrible scars behind. You glanced down at your skin and saw nothing. You were fine. You just fainted and slept for a while.

Things were not adding up.

"[Name]? Are you feeling okay?" Hyunjin asked when you pressed a palm to your narrowed eyes. He leaned his torso over to you, a gentle hand hovering over your arm and not quite touching it. "I was just joking."

"I–" you shook off the thoughts and looked at Hyunjin–"I'm fine. How are you? You haven't answered me."

He leaned into the pillows behind him with a soft pout before he shrugged. "I'm mostly okay. I've never had something this heavy drop on me before."

"You and me both." You breathed out an airy laugh, twiddling with your thumbs. You tried to push the awkward knot in your throat out of your mouth to say something good, but all you could manage was an apology. "I'm sorry about what happened."

He stayed silent for a while, his eyes softening only because you weren't looking at him directly.

But he was never mad at you. You chose none of this. He could never be mad at you about this. If he had been the one to be taken away, he would have risked his life to keep you here so you would never have to go back to your home ever again. Even after he was treated and woke up in a faint haze, most of his thoughts were dedicated to worrying about you. He was never mad at you. He would never chase you out of his life. He took part in helping you build a better memory here. That effort could not go to waste so easily.

Hyunjin pursed his lips and huffed. "I suppose I can forgive you," he muttered, turning his hand so he could squeeze yours. He smiled. "Did you save the day? Are you still leaving us?"

"I..." You sighed. Things were made complicated by your recent revelation. There was a lot more happening under your nose, you believed. Things that just slipped your mind. "Can we bring Seungmin over before we talk about everything?"

"Oh, sure." Hyunjin nodded in agreement. "Jisung came by just then to talk to him. I'm sure they're just down the hall."

"Hyunjin!"

Felix watched helplessly as you thanked Hyunjin and moved toward the door. It wasn't hard for him to put two and two together. He did not know exactly what happened that led you to forget who Jisung was, but he knew that this was not the state Jisung should greet you in! You having no memories of Jisung would give him a heart attack! Despite protesting in his head, he moved out of the way to let you leave when you approached. Feeling his heart beating out of his chest, the sudden peek of your head returning to the room made him sigh of relief.

"Felix, can I ask for you a favor?" you asked with your palms pressed together into a pleading motion. "Please help me get my stuff from... wherever they are. I really need my phone!" With that, you were gone in a flash.