“Ja…gi…yaaa,” Seunghyun slurred, holding onto my wrist and staring at me quite intensely. “Suppose we do it here, huh?” He smirked, dirty thoughts flooding his mind.

“Yah Seunghyun!” I retorted. “You’re already sick but you still have the energy to think about those things!” What’s wrong with this person?! Is he serious? Wanting to do it here, at the hospital? My god. And it’s gonna be my first time. I shook my head and frowned. Bad boyfriend.

“Hey, it might make me feel better,” he winked and pulled me closer. Slowly, he tried to sit up, just so he could whisper in my ear, “I wanna do you from behind.”

“What the hell are you thinking?!” I shrieked, totally flabbergasted at what he said. I could not understand this man’s train of thought. Was it because of his medications? The hospital food? His present condition? Here I am racking my brains while Seunghyun was beside himself, laughing his way into god knows where. “It’s not funny! Stop laughing!” I hit his arm, clearly irritated by the fact that he found such a disgusting topic amusing.

“Why’d you hit me?” He pouted. “I’m sick, remember?”

“Sick your !” My face flushed a deep crimson upon the realization that I uttered the wrong word. He was obviously . The way his eyes lingered on my face was evidence enough.

“I was only kidding,” He said as he caressed my hand. I scoffed. He can’t hide from me. There was an evident twinkle in his eyes. Tsk. Naughty boy.

Before he could say anymore, a male nurse entered the suite. He was carrying a tray of Seunghyun’s medications. “Good evening sir,” He addressed Seunghyun. “Name, please.”

“Choi Seunghyun,” came his husky voice. The nurse checked the medication card.

“I’m here to give you your medicine, sir. It’s via rectal suppository.”

“Via what?!” Seunghyun’s eyes popped. I’m sure he heard the word rectal.