Jisoo's PoV

It was white. That's all I saw at the moment. An abyss of white engulfing me. The empty surrounding wrapped around me. Open spaced and neverending, but also constricting and suffocating. I felt weightless but also weighed down. I felt here, but I felt gone. I was conflicted, but the thing I knew for sure I heard through the fog of my mind was his voice. Distant, but clear at the same time. The sweat vibrations from his low voice sending tremors through me. The distinct sound of his voice near me, yet so far away.

"I like you too and I'll never let you go."

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I was slowly pulled from the thick fog surrounding my mind. Tendrils trying to pull me back in. I was in the middle of consciousness and unconsciousness as the honey-like depths of my mind wrapped around me. It took every ounce of my strength to free myself from the transparent restraints of my mind. As I came nearer the white of my mind was replaced by the black of the world. Slowly I forced my heavy eyelids to open. By the time I was fully conscious I was exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep. I adjusted my eyes to the lights in the room. The harsh fluorescent lights beaming down on my eyes. I could tell from the white walls and the distinct smell I was in a hospital. What I couldn't describe was the warm feeling emitting from my hands. I let my eyes wander down my arm towards my hand, but was stopped when my view was cut off by a figure sleeping on the side of my bed. His head laid next to my arm. I lifted my heavy body slightly and saw his fingers entwined in my own. Just then my heart began to race. I laid back down fully on my back and brought my free hand towards my chest trying to calm my racing heart.

Why is he here? Why is he holding my hand? Just what is happening?

I watched his calm sleeping form as I finally calmed my chaotic heart.

This has to be a dream

That thought was shattered when a head-splitting ache cut through my skull. I put my free hand to my head and my eyes were clenched shut. I couldn't help the strained noise that escaped from my throat. I pulled my other hand from his warm grasp and brought that one to my other temple trying to calm the raging headache that was enveloping my brain. Slowly I felt the sharp pain diminish to a dull ache. I moved my hands from my head and let them plop to the bed forgetting that there was a sleeping figure on the bed. I felt the fabric near me shift and I slowly opened my eyes bracing myself for the bright lights that engulfed the room. After my eyes adjusted I looked at a stretching Mark who was letting out