Hyungwon’s PoV

I vaguely heard a woman’s voice in my light sleep. I recognized it as the stylist noona’s voice. I heard she was asking permission to do my make up. I nod weakly and fell back to sleep. Around fifteen minutes later, someone was shaking my shoulder gently.

“Hyungwon-ah, it’s time for the shoot.”

I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was hazy but I could say it was Kihyun kneeling beside me.

“How are you feeling now?” he asked.

I blinked several times until my vision cleared. “Better,” I said with my hoarseness. I did feel better and I knew it was because the painkiller. But that was better than nothing.

“Okay, I believe you,” said Kihyun. “But promise me, if you feel bad later, you must tell one of us. Okay? We don’t want you forcing yourself.”

Then he helped me stand up, walking with me to the set. I felt very tired but at least I could manage to walk without swaying or even fell. He brought me to the bedroom set and I couldn’t be more thankful. This set will make everything easier for me. I don’t have to stand on my feet.

The photographer asked me to lay down and act like I was sleeping. Kihyun laid beside me. I did good, I think, until I felt very very sleepy.

I couldn’t open my eyes anymore.

My body felt heavy.

And I drowned into darkness.