His heart pounded so hard that it almost destroyed his rib cage. The moment he saw the stain on the sheets, blood rushed to his head and he literally felt his world spin around.

Jiyong stared gasping heavy breaths, that it hurts to inhale oxygen to breath. He forced his body to move but not even one bone is moving.

'How could I be so weak at these times?!' He shouted in his mind. His voice would not even come out, just gasp and groans are the only things he could make out.

Jiyong never felt this useless before, he saw Dara's face turning the darker shade of pink that it's almost red. He saw her hands curled up in a ball with the bedsheets, she's clearly trying to take all tha pain but she can't. 

She's in pain. Jiyong doesn't like it. He really hates seeing her in pain. 

But he can't do anything. He can't move, and he almost can't breath. Millions of thoughts entered his mind and his heart clenched in pain as he saw the images of what could happen. A cold hand brought him back to his senses. Without him knowing, Dara scooted a little closer to her squeezed his hand.

"Ji... tr-try to breathe slower. Ca-calm yourself. It's okay... Shhh... it's going to be okay." Her shaky voice slashed through his consciousness and brought his mind back together.

The irony. She was supposed to be the one in pain but she was the one taking care of him. What is he doing?! He felt so useless and weak. Dara may look weak and fragile but she really is stronger than him. She's his pillar after wall. Without her, G-Dragon or Kwon Jiyong would have evaporated on the face of earth already. 

With new found strength, Jiyong closed her eyes and took calming breaths. After a couple of times, a surge of power and control