“Wouldn’t it be nice to stay like this forever?”

Dahyun hums in agreement. She couldn’t wish for anything more.

“I don’t mind dying right now.” Mina jokes as she closes her eyes, ignoring the recurring headache she has been suppressing for a while, and settles her head on Dahyun’s chest.

“Don’t you dare. I am NOT carrying your dead body in my pickup.”

Mina only chuckles in response. The pain hasn’t stopped and probably doesn’t plan on stopping any moment now.