Minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days and Sanha's happiness slowly disappeared.  The flowers were losing their sparkle from the less than stellar hospital water and it was doing the same to Sanha. Her skin was turning pale and the bags under her eyes were becoming darker and darker. Although she was beginning to get use to the hospital bed and food, there was no way she was use to the crazy schedule. Waking her up every few hours to get blood samples was a little insane. Visits from her parents became less frequent and due to BtoB's rising popularity they were becoming almost impossible to contact. Memories of her life before the hospital were becoming distant memories that she tried to hold onto. Every once in a while she tried to walk around the hospital hallways just to get in some sort of exercise that didn't need the constant hovering of nurses. People walked past her like she was a nobody. It was only expected since she really was a nobody. Her brother was a somebody. Her best friend Yoonji was a somebody since their girl group 'Juno' debuted. Everybody was having a happy, healthy life except for her.

"Hey you!" A loud voice called from the end of the hallway. Sanha looked behind her and saw the evil nurse charging towards her. The nurses name was now 'The Mole' because of the very prominent mole sitting on the side of her nose. Every so often Sanha would be unlucky enough to get her to check up on her. Sanha wasn't afraid of needles except when they were in the hands of the Mole. She had a way of stabbing her with it and when she was pulling it out she would wiggle it, making Sanha's eyes to water. "What are you doing out in the hallway?!" The Mole yelled as she got closer. Sanha looked around for any excuse to keep her out of the Moles clutches.

"She's with me." A voice said from beside Sanha. When she looked to who it was, she almost fainted. It was Daehyun with his makeup free face and his dyed hair neatly tucked away under his hat. "Sorry, I'll take her back to her room right now." Daehyun bowed to the Mole and the two watched as she unhappily walked away, undoubtedly going to make someone else's life miserable.  

"D-Daehyun...what...what are you..." Sanha couldn't get the words out of as Daehyun linked arms with her and gently walked with her down the hall. Daehyun couldn't help but smile as he looked at Sanha's shocked expression. Despite her sickly appearance, he could still pick her out of a crowd. There was something about her that lit up a room and filled people with a warmth that no other person could produce. Seeing her again brought butterflies to his stomach and made his hands sweat so badly he had to secretly rub them on his pants.

"I wanted to see you...did you like the flowers?" Daehyun had a little skip in his step as they walked down the hallway emitting a genuine happiness off of them. When they walked past people, they couldn't help but stop and stare at the two of them. There was something between them that even the Mole couldn't be blind to.

"They're beautiful. Thank you." Sanha pointed towards her room and Daehyun ran ahead a few steps to open the door for her. She walked in, trying to hide her slight blush that was creeping along her face. Daehyun walked in and looked at the dull room where she was being held captive. Sanha walked over to her bed and slowly crawled back into bed. The treatments were making her weaker and so was the cancer that seemed invisible to the chemicals that were constantly attacking it. Daehyun watched as she struggled to pull herself into bed. It was only now that he noticed how small she was becoming. She was small before but now he could see her collar bone perfectly and her elbows seemed like the biggest part of her arm. Sanha could see him staring at her and she grabbed the sweater that was hanging off the back of the bed and quickly pulled it onto her body. He looked to the ground, trying to pretend that he hadn't seen anything. Like if he pretended not to know, that everything would slowly become better. "What are you doing here Daehyun...I thought in my note I said we couldn't see each other anymore. What if someone sees you. Do you know what the media will do to you?" Sanha pulled the sweater tighter around herself to try and chase away the chill that seemed to magically enter the room.

"I don't care about the media and I don't care about the note. " Daehyun walked over to the bed, and nervously sat on the edge of it. Sanha pulled at the edges of her sweater and Daehyun smiled to himself. He needed courage. He couldn't be afraid. He couldn't just sit around and wait for things to happen between him and Sanha. Daehyun moved farther onto the bed and reached out to run his hand over Sanha's cheek. She nuzzled his hard which radiated warmth. Daehyun couldn't control himself when she acted like this. He leaned in close enough for their noses to brush against each other. They looked each other in the eyes. Sanha slowly closed her eyes softly as Daehyun carefully pressed their lips together. Electricity jumped between them as their hearts beat so quickly they could hear it in their ears. They separated and looked to the other to see if they were the only one feeling this way. When they saw that the both of them were going through the same thing, there was no stopping them. Daehyun leaned in again and this time his kiss was a bit more passionate. His hand went to the back of her neck and pulled her tighter against him. She was really in his arms. He wasn't imagining it this time. Since reading the note she had sent him, all he could think about was her. Her eyes, her smile, her voice that had spoken to him through the toughest of nights when he felt so alone in an apartment full of guys he called his friends.

"Hey Sanha! Did you miss me?" A voice called from the suddenly opened door. Sanha and Daehyun jumped apart and looked to the person talking. Standing there in the door way was none other than Eunkwang and Ilhoon. Both with wide eyes and mouths hanging open, they cautiously stepped into the room. Daehyun stood up and bowed to Eunkwang who was slowly grasping the situation. "Were you...kissing my sister?"

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