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KismetSeungkwan's forehead wrinkled as consciousness made its way to him, blearily trying to open his eyes. It took a couple of tries, the poundings in his temples clearly getting the better of him.
There's a blur of bright light overhead, he noted. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision before finally realizing there's a pair of light brown- almost hazel- eyes staring hard at him. Vernon's eyes widened after realizing Seungkwan was awake, quickly fetching a cup of water for the brunette.
Seungkwan was beyond confused. What the hell happened?
He took the drink with no complaint though, his throat dry as if he had been stranded in a desert without any water supply. He returned the glass to Vernon, his dizziness subsiding and curiosity at full peak. He didn't remember anything that happened at all.
He could only recall going to class, having lunch with his friends, going back to the house, and then...nil. Nada. Nothing. Like his memory just got wiped away by some unknown force.
"I'm losing my mind here and I demand an explanation," Vernon crossed his arms, his expression calm and collected but his voice betrayed him, a mix between concern and rage. Seungkwan blinked, once, twice, before he was dawned with realization that ascended down upon him like falling skies and rainstorm.
"Did I..pass out again?" His voice was a hoarse whisper, Vernon having to strain to hear him. Vernon's furrowed eyebrows and stormy eyes tell him everything he needed to know. Seungkwan chuckled bitterly. It had been so long since it last happened, Seungkwan thought it was over by now. And to know that Vernon had to see him like that, unconscious and weak made him feel all sorts of bitter and aggravation inside. The self pity gnawing him from the inside, eating away the hope he could actually be better, for once.
"I'll have to tell you eventually, huh?" Seungkwan sighed, laying down and wishing the sharp temporary pain would stop popping out of nowhere. He breathed out, eyelashes fluttering as he waited for the ache inside to fade away and melt into nothingness. Vernon's eyes softened, noticing the brunette's internal struggle.
"Well, duh. I'm not forcing you now though. You need to rest," Vernon's voice sounded far away but Seungkwan was pretty sure he was still right there beside the bed. Sleepiness tugged him by the sleeve and he's too weak to fight it, succumbing to the tiredness that won't stop wearing him out. He began to drift off to sleep with no chance of warning Vernon.
He'll understand, he thought sleepily before entering dreamland.
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Vernon left for home first, remembering the assignment he had due in two days. The shivering cold did not deter him, as if he was made of the blizzard itself.
His brain won't stop making assumptions, t
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