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- Baekhyun POV  -

The smell of my room, the sunshine sneaking a peek behind my curtain, the dim light, and my warm-thick blanket.

My body was wrapped inside the blanket with my eyes half-opened. My body feels weak, i don't want to move.

It's been a week since i left the hospital, but i'm feeling more sick than i ever did before. I didn't eat properly, i barely get out from my room. My parents kept convincing me to eat, they said i can't let my emotions overtake my own body.

I know what i'm doing is stupid, i'm making myself more sick than ever. But i just can't ... accept it yet.

There is only one name inside my mind right now.

Oh Sehun.

People might think i'm overreacted. Yeah.. I might be, because no one have ever makes me feel this way before. People will not understand how much i loved this man. He was like my other half. And now, the half of me is gone.

"Sehun..." i sobbed , burrying my face behind the thick blanket. My chest starting to tighten, my whole body trembling as my chest is feeling hurt. My broken arm starting to feels hurt again, although it supposed not to hurt anymore.

I can't hold my tears everytime i remember that name. The name that has always been with me.

I hugged a photo frame on my chest. It's the photo of us together when we were on our date in Everland. It was our first photo as a couple and i put it inside a frame. I treasured the photo so much and i put it beside my bed.

There's nothing i can do now besides praying to God to protect him wherever he is now. Although inside me, there was still a little hope left for him. I loved him so much that it cannot be defeated just like this.

"I hate you...Oh Sehun..." i sadly mumbles as i gripped into my blanket "...i miss you... Please come back to me..."

My tears come out again, damn it.. I really want to hold it in.. I don't want to cry... But why these tears can't stop?

It hurts.

Knock knock.

I pulled my blanket up , covering my face when i heard someone knocking the door. I wiping my tears away while hiding inside the blanket.

"Baekhyunie, this is mom.. I'll come in okay?"

I don't answer. A second later, i heard a creak on my door and someone who was my mom coming inside my room with a foods and drink.

"You didn't eat your breakfast..huh.." she sighed as she putting the food and drink on the small table, then she takes the breakfast she prepared for me but i didn't touch it at all. She puts it aside and sits on my bed.

"Baekhyun, you haven't been eating properly..and you stayed in this room all day.. You shouldn't be like this son..don't make yourself sick.."

I can feel her warm hand caressing my head that slightly popped out, but the blanket is still covering my face.

"I know very well that you're sad.. But with you torturing yourself like this..will not bring your boyfriend back.."

My eyes widen on her last word. I lowered my blanket a bit until my face is showing up.

"Mom.. you.."

My mother smiles then she leans and kisses my forehead. Her hand caressing my hair .

"I am your mother, Baekhyun.. Although you try to hide it from me, but i know you very well..i know you the most from when you're little. Seeing how you react around him, how you get jealous with him, and how he always taking care of you more than himself..i can see it all.."

I hides half of my face on the blanket, hesitantly looking at her.

"I'm sorry mom..." i muttered.

My mother ruffles my hair and chuckles "i understand, son.. I'm not mad at you, what matter the most for me is your happiness. And.. He was a good person, Baekhyun.. " she says.

"Yeah....he was..." i weakly smiles.

But he's not here anymore.

"Sometimes.. A relationship is not always beautiful, relationships are full of obtacles. Just like what you're facing right now. Sehun probably feels the same way too, but if you trully love him, then you will believe that he will return to you if he meant to be with you, dear. Love is not all about happiness, but how you can find happiness behind your sadness"

I stayed quiet hearing what my mother said. I know it well from the start that we definitely will face lots of obtacles in our relationship.

But now.. I just need some time. Some time to calm myself and return myself to the normal me.

"Eat your lunch..okay? You don't want to get into hospital again, right? And you have to be healthy if you want your arm heal faster. I'll be outside if you need me , dear"

My mother gets up and get out of the room, leaving me still wrapped tight inside this blanket.

I stares at the food which my mother just put besides my bed as my stomach grumbles. I haven't eat anything since yesterday.

I tried to gather my strength to get into sitting position. I didn't move a lot for this whole week and i didn't eat properly, that's why i almost don't have any energy.

Just when i'm about to reach the glass of water, another knock comes from outside.

"Baekhyunie~ are you sleeping?"

It turns out to be Jongdae. He comes inside, carrying a box of my favorite donuts. I smiles a little, slowly reaching for the glass but my arm feels numb since i can use only one. I almost dropped the glass when Jongdae quickly holds the glass still to prevent it from dropping.

"Ops- be careful Baekhyunie.. Let me help you"

Jongdae helps to bring the glass closer to my mouth. I smile at his kindness and drink the water slowly.

"How are you, friend? You look.. terrible.." he worriedly asked after seeing my condition.

I'm pretty sure i look like shit right now. I didn't bath for days, didn't change my clothes, and i'm lack of water. I know i would look terrible, but i don't care a bit.

"I'm okay.." i said in low tone. Jongdae comes closer and ruffles my limp hair "but you still look cute" he said.

I don't know if he said it just to make me happy or raising my mood, but i still smile at him. Jongdae is a good person..

"Baekhyun.. You should stop being like this.." Jongdae sighed then he holds my hand , squeezing it.

"You didn't get out for days.. You don't eat properly.. Look at you, you becomes thinner.. You look pale and lifeless, you can't be like this... I don't want to see you sick again, Baek.. " he worriedly says. He stares right on my eyes, i chuckled lowly at him.

"Don't worry about me.. Jongdae-ah, i just.. Need some time to think straight again" i muttered.

Although it seems to be hard to do. I still having a hard time to accept the reality.

"You have to know that everyone was worried about you. Your parents.. Chanyeol, and me.. we're all worried sick that you won't coming out this room for days"

I sighed deeply, my chest starts to hurt again but i endures it, i tried to smile at him.

"I'm sorry.." i apologized. I don't know why i apologized, but i just feel mad at myself that i'm causing troubles for everyone. I am mad at myself for being this sad. I'm mad at myself for losing him.. like this.

"Baekhyun, stop apologizing.. It's not your fault, okay? I want to take you somewhere.. would you mind taking a bath and get yourself ready?" he cupped my cheeks and moves his face closer.

I furrowed my brows "where will you take me to?"

Jongdae smiles "to find out the truth"

I blinked once, not understanding what he meant by that.

"I said.. I'm taking you to Suho hyung's place"

To be continued.

Hello guys! I'm sorry for the short chapter! > < ~~ i just want to upload in time ;;-;; i'll try to come up with a longer one next, thank you!