"Moon Rabbits"
Published: 2016 February 29th.

I realized something. I need you. I trust you. I admire you. I want you. And you can be wrong a lot of times, and we can fight, and get mad at each other, but nothing, nothing in this world can change the fact that I love you.
I wish nothing, but the best for you...

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I tapped on the floor with the tip of my brown polished shoe. The echo of the tap rolled down the whole hallway, it was so empty as if just me and the ghosts of passed out souls were here. Maybe it was the case.

Or maybe just the fact that Yooyoung was right behind me, behind this wall, so close, yet, so far away, made me feel lonely. It seemed like I could reach her, at the same time I couldn't even see her, not even with a corner of my eye. It's a shame really. Our time is running out, but people who are supposed to give more of it to us, were taking it away.

Those people, dressed in white cloaks, walking with their heads high, were called doctors, but I wanted to name them heroes. Without them, Yooyoung would have never made it so far. Sadly, I was too realistic about the current situation to believe in miracles. Then, the door opened, and for one second I suddenly believed in any wish coming true. Howeved, no. It was just one of those heroes, doctors walking out Yooyoung's chamber.

I jumped from my seat right outside chamber's door and ran to the doctor. He saw me coming and his jaw muscle tightened, he didn't want me to worry, but that unintentional gesture told me everything I needed to know. "She-?" I whispered as my voice shook. "She will need a heart surgery." Doctor finished my sentence taking off his glasses and putting them inside his cloak's pocket.

"It's expensive." I mumbled under my breath so silently, that no one could have heard me. It was true, but I didn't want any more pitying for not being able to pay for the treatment. "Huh?" Doctor tilted his head and my gaze shot up at him. "Nothing." I shook my head denying and sourly smiled. "Can I see her?" He nodded and my heart suddenly eased. At least that.

I thanked the man and pushed the door coming into the chamber.
"Hey sweetheart." Yooyoung was sitting in her bed, leaning on a white puffy pillow behind her. I was happy to see her like that, as if she wasn't sick at all. But her illness soon made an appearance as she attempted to smile, but coughed instead.

"Did you call me that on purpose?" Her voice was weak, but the tone teased me. I felt so quilty for unintentionally pointing out the problem. "No, sorry princess. It was unintentional." I corrected myself and this time a bright smile spread on her face without cough interfering.

"It's okay. I like it then you call me that." Yooyoung assured me and tapped on the free space on the bed next to her. "How are you feeling today?" I questioned putting my palms around her fragile hands. They were so cold. "Do you want an honest answer?" She shook her gead instead of waiting for me to reply. "What did doctor say?" She knitted her eyebrows and I sourly smiled sitting down on the edge of her bed. "Do you want an honest answer?" I mocked Yooyoung and she slapped the back of my hand. She giggled at me and I reached for her hand merging our fingers into an unbreakable knot.

"I need that surgery, don't I?" She always knew more than she told. And she always seemed to be aware of what's going on around her. I didn't have a choice, but to tell her the truth, and I didn't want to lie. "Yes, I'll get the money for it. Don't worry, I'll do anything to get it done." I bit my lip knowing that I will keep my promise no matter at what cost.

"No, I don't want you to suffer!" She suddenly rolled on the side of her bed letting go of my hands and I stared at empty grip for couple of minutes. And it made me feel depressed, just couple of minutes without her and I couldn't bear it, if I won't get the money, it can last the eternity. I needed to do something. Something pretty crazy.

"Sweetheart..." I still tried to change her mind. I knew I will be trying to convince her that I got it till the last second, but follow the plan even if she doesn't want me to. "My body is dying, but my mind will be dead soon too. Don't waste your life for someone who is impossible to safe." I didn't want to hear that. Maybe she had a point. Maybe. But I would have never accepted it as reality.

"You can't stop me." I warned her and she suddenly pulled one of the machine wires causing it to beep. "I can, so don't do it." She placed the cable back and I watched as she quickly moved knowing exactly what to do. Didn't seem like it was her first time joking with death. "I know what you're thinking." Yooyoung whispered.

"I doubt that." I said aware that she definitely knows what's up. "Don't." She grinned. "Don't sign that contract Taehyung. If you want to marry, marry someone you love. Don't ruin your life for me."

"But you are my life, you are the one I love." She placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Find someone else then, please." She was begging me with her big brown eyes just not wanting me to let go of her. But I didn't have a choice. "I'll sign it and you will be able to live again."

"No, don't sign the contract! Better let me die than marry her!" Her scream echoed in the empty hallways of the hospital building.

"Okay." I said to her with aching heart. "Promise." I knew she won't let it go so easy. "I promise." I pressed her hand harder and she stared into my eyes for couple minutes before her muscles loosened up and she fell on the pillow.

She went to sleep. I stood up. Let go of her hand. Kissed her forehead. I turned around and went to the door. Right before going out I glanced at her. "I need you." I whispered and closed the door. I was about to break the promise I just gave her. I felt sorry, but I needed her in my life more than I cared if she will hate me for what I am about to do.

I kept the promise that I gave to myself- to safe her. But I broke the word, which I gave to Yooyoung. I was going to sign it.