The same night...

 Sitting in her bed, she couldn't help but think how he avoided talking to Min Hee. At that moment, she didn't realize, however, it was getting confusing. Why would he try so hard to avoid both her and her dead sister?

Laying down, she closed her eyes in search of sleep but she couldn't do it anymore. Something in back of her mind told her that she should talk to him even though it's almost 5 AM. She knew that tonight's talk would leave her 2 options: Staying here for god knows how long or leaving this house first thing tomorrow. Now, she knew that it wasn't this easy just to decide what to do. After all, there were a lot of things that Min Ho didn't know about, However, she decided that he doesn't need to know.

Slowly coming out of her room, she walked to his room. To her surprise, he wasn't in there. Backing off, she walked down the stairs, looking around for him.

"Hmmm. Hyung. Just cancel the morning one. I'll try to make it to the afternoon shoot."

Walking slowly in the direction of his voice, she couldn't help but realize how tired and weak he sounded.

"Hyung, does it really seem like I'm making this up?" He asked with a hurt voice.

He was laying on a couch with a phone on his ear.

"Yeah. I'll be ok. Just give me some time until 6. I'll make it to the second shooting. Yeah, bye."

Shutting his phone down, his eyes went wide at Min Jee's sight.

"Min Jee ssi.. I thought you were sleeping.."

Walking up to him, she sat down.

"Are you... feeling unwell?" She asked rather awkwardly. 

"Oh.. No. I'm fine." He lied.

"It's probably because of the weather when we went out. I'm sorry. It's all my fault that you had to catch a cold."

"No no no! It's.. Just a bit of fever. That's all." He lied again.

"Fever?" She slowly reached up, touching his forehead.

At her touch, he could feel his heart racing as he shook his head. "No.. It's ok." He said weakly.

Not expecting him to be as hot, she almost jumped back.

"A little fever? You're burning!"

This time, he didn't protest, knowing that it will probably not work. 

"Let's go." She started to drag his right arm.

"Where?" He asked weakly.

Looking back, she pointed upstairs. "To your room."

Not being able to protest, he followed her upstairs as he was told. 

Helping him to his bed, she stood there rather awkwardly as if she was trying to figure out what to say or rather, how to say it.

"Umm.. Can you.. Take off your shirt?" She asked, doing her best not to choke off.

His eyes wide, he suddenly realized why she must be asking that.

"You don't need to take care of me, really. I'll be fine." He said, in the strongest voice possible which apparently wasn't strong enough.

"No way I'm leaving you here." With that, she walked to his master bathroom in search of the things she needed.

 Looking around, he realized that there is not much he can do. "Aish. Seriously? This is so embarrassing!" He mumbled to himself.

"You still haven't?" He heard her say. Looking up, he just sighed as he took his shirt off.

Doing her best to avoid the well built body of his, she looked away.

"Here, lay down." She pointed at his pillow.

Gulping, he laid down carefully as he felt her, sitting next to him.

"Min Jee ssi?" He whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Can you.. Turn off the lights? I have a headache and it hurts my eyes." 

Looking at the window, she thought that they'll probably have enough light since it was already close to sunrise. "Of course."

After turning off the light, she sat back down. Closing his rather aching eyes, he breathed so slowly as if it hurted him to breath. The wetness of the wet cloth on his forehead, sent him sheviers from top to bottom. If that wasn't enough, a few minutes afterwards, he felt the same wetness on his chest as she tried to cool his body off with a wet and cold towel. He had not realized how hot he had been until then which was why he couldn't help but moan everytime she put the cloth somewhere on his chest or his stomach.

The sight of him , made her hot as she tried to stay focused on what she was doing. 

"Do you want to take some pills for your headache?" She asked softly. 

Not being able to speak for some reason, he just nodded his head. 

At the mention of pills, she felt horror remembering how she could have ended her life with them. Searching as fast as she could, she finally found one container.

When she went back, he was imprisoned under a blanket.

"Min Ho ssi.."

"It's cold.. And hot.."

Sighing in frustration, she nodded as she sat back down, changing the cloth on his forehead.

"Why do you talk so formally?"

Turning her head in surprise, she stopped.

"Well.. Umm.."

"Why do you have to go through so much?" He whispered.

Realizing that he is probably seeing things because of his high temperature, she also realized that he wasn't really talking to her.

"Why did Min Hee had to die..? Why couldn't I help..?" He kept on whispering.

"Why couldn't I keep my promise to her?.. Why is my life so hard?.. Why can't I just live and love like the rest of the people?" Swallowing down, he continued slowly. "Why.. Did I .. Fall in love so deeply? Why.. Do I feel so helpless and useless..? I..I'm scared.. Scared of what's happening to me.." He whispered weakly.

Clearing the sweat that was running down his face and thick neck, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He did mean what he said.. Her heart beating loudly, she whispered. "Min Ho ssi.."

"Don't call me that!" He snapped, cutting her off.

Taken back, she stopped.

"I feel my heart being stabbed when you call me that.. Ehh.. Why can't I just be your oppa like I was to Min Hee? Do you hate me that much???" He whispered with a hurt voice.

"I.. No.." She couldn't help but reply.

Opening his dreamy eyes, he stared at her as tears rolled down. "You.. Don't hate me?" He whispered weakly.

Shaking her head, she replied. "Not anymore ... Oppa." She said, careful that she doesn't forget to say the last word.

Blinking at the sight, he tried to sit up straight. Helping him up, she couldn't help her heart that was beating out of her chest.

Staring at her intently, he slowly touched her cheek. Feeling herself redden, she looked anywhere but at him.

"Min Jee ah.."

His deep voice made her eyes immediately stare into his.

"Hmm?" At that point, that was the only sound she could make.

"Can.. I kiss you?"