Suho's POV

It's been a while since I returned to her and she seems to be getting a little less dazed out now but it makes me sad that I cannot be with her. I feel so close yet so far. There are moments when I yearn for a conversation with her and how I miss our casual yet happy touches. I wanted to sit beside her and watch her eat or poke her head and make her fall back. I missed the moments. But I won't exchange one of the moments if I could continue to protect her. 

It's night time, 2;05 in the morning and I am staring at her face. I see her long eyelashes and her squishy cheeks. I love how her lips have a little up curve to them making her look so happy and rested. "Suho...." I hear her stir in bed. My heart dropped. This wasn't the first time. Every so often, she speaks my name in her sleep. I hated that she was calling my name because no matter how much she called for me, I can't show up in front of her, even though I told her that in the past that as long as she calls my name, I would be there.  But I am here, with you.

The next day I saw her wake up slowly. dragging her body to the restroom. She looked at the mirror and tears began to fill her eyes. I didn't know what to do. Before long, she broke down crying on the restroom floor. "Suho, I-I miss you.." I miss you too, Hye Su-ah. "Where are you?" I am right here. I went and sat down next to her. She was beautiful even when she cried, but the scene pained my heart. After a long while, she sto