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~Your POV~

A few days passed. I got frequent visits and it kept me up. Aish. I'll get eyebags soon...

The nurse peeked into the room.

"_____________, right?" she asked politely.

I nodded vigorously.

Yes! Discharged at last!

"Here's your medication," she told me and left.

My hear sank.

Medication?! I DON'T NEED ING MEDS!!!!!!!!!

I stormed to pick up the small package on the desk and the door swung open again and almost hit my face.

"Oh, sorry," the nurse apologized, "But I came back to tell you that you're discharged."

"FREEDOM AT LAST!!!" I cried and immediately clamped my hand over my mouth.

The nurse smiled and left.

I should really start acting like a real spy. But being like this could help... in some ways.

I swear, I charged out of the hospital and literally ordered the taxi driver to take me home.

I think he thought I was insane.

Oh well, not like I'll ever see him again! :D

I opened the door to the house. HOME AT LAST! I don't remember the last time I've been here.

"Wh-Who's there?" a voice trembled.

I recognized it as Taemin's voice.

"Taemin? It's just me," I replied, looking around. Where is that kid?

I heard a gasp, "Omo. It's noona's ghost. NOONA'S GHOST HAS COME TO GET MEEEEE!!!!!" he screeched.

I raised my eyebrow, slightly confused.

"Um. I'm kind of alive, you know," I told him in the midst of his -what do we call this- tantrum??

"KIND OF?!" he gaped, "THEN YOU MUST BE... A ZOMBIEEEEEE!!!!! AH I LOVE YOU MY BRAIN!!!! GOODBYEEEE!!!!"

That didn't make any sense. And I thought I was the insane one.

The doorbell rang. I hobbled to the door to open it.

To my delight, it was Jaejoong.

I was about to say something when Taemin popped in front of me and screamed in my face, "MORE ZOMBIEEES?!?!?!"

I bit my lip.

"Sorry about that... and this," I managed to choke up since Taemin was trying to yank my head off.

"What is going on?" Jaejoong asked and pried Taemin off me.

I shrugged, "Ask him," I said and pointed at Taemin.

Taemin looked at us with huge watery eyes.

"Please don't eat my brains," he whimpered then threw his head back and weeped.

"GOD SAVE MEEE," he cried.

Jaejoong and I exchanged a look.

"Taemin," I said and prodded his arm.

He kept weeping.

"Yah!!" I yelled.

He froze in mid-weep.

"We aren't ... whatever you think we are," Jaejoong pronounced slowly.

"So... you aren't zombies?" Taemin looked at us in awe.

I surpressed a giggle and I could tell Jaejoong was trying not to laugh as well.

"NO!" we confirmed at the same time.

We looked at each other and couldn't keep a straight face anymore.

I don't remember much, but rolling on the floor was DEFINITELY part of the history.

Taemin and Jaejoong insisted on making dinner and I agreed without much thought.

"Dinner is served!" Taemin chirped and they placed the plates on the table.

OH, THE HORROR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I could feel all the muscles in my face trying to stop my mouth from saying that.

This is so terrible.

So, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so terrible.

"What's the matter?" Jaejoong prodded my arm.

As if it isn't obvious...

"YOU GUYS CAN COOK BETTER THAN ME," I weeped.

"Of course," Taemin replied happily.

I glowered at him, "Maybe it's 'cause you're a girl," I told him with thick poison in my voice.

"Now there children, let's be friends," Jaejoong soothed with a hint of humor in his voice.

He walked in front of me and interrupted my about-to-happen nuclear war with Taemin.

"Say sorry," he ordered.

"Sorry," Taemin spat.

I held my head high.

"Say sorry," Jaejoong demanded and looked at me expectingly.

"No!" I protested childishly and Jaejoong chased me around the house.

I felt like a flying unicorn. Hehe.

Yes, I am still an immature little girl.

"Got you," Jaejoong announced as he clutched the pillow.

I giggled, "I'm over here."

He looked at me and flomped onto the couch, totally out of breath.

"What's wrong lazy-bum?" I teased and prodded his stomach with my leg.

To my surprise, he grabbed it and I lost my balance.

"There's nothing wrong with being lazy," he purred.

"T-There isn't?" I panicked, for I was now laying on top of him.

"Well, I outsmarted you, didn't I?" he chuckled and I felt his arm circle around my waist.

I felt the rise and fall of his chest, and his sturdy muscles against my tender skin.

"I wish this could last forever," I murmured.

"It could..." he joked and the sides of my mouth curved upwards into a smile.

"Can it?" I laughed sarcastically.

"If you want," he whispered and I looked at him.

His face was filled with emotions I could never read.

I rested my head on him and closed my eyes.

A melody broke into my thoughts and I realized Jaejoong was singing me to sleep.

Oceans apart day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn't stop the pain
If I see you next to never
Then how can we say forever

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you...

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This chapter was kind of boooorrrrrriiiiiiiinnnnngggggg. Sorry ): I'll try harder next time!!!!