Jongin look up at the cloudy sky with smile decorating his facial features. He always loves the overcast of the sky. He loves how the humid breeze caresses his tan, papery skin. But what he loves the most is, this entire thing happen while someone lied her head down his lap. He love the feel he felt when The brunette's long straight hair on his fingers, is open and closed nonstop with her slender finger make a gesture to made her stories more lively.

Just to see her being like this, he's content.

She grab Jongin palm and intertwined it with hers "..I hope when you got your shot, you don't flinch like I do. You are a strong man, aren't you?"

Jongin nods.

She continued "oh yeah, and today someone goes into our room. He said he's from music departemen and want a little experiment with me"

Jongin suddenly stiffen "you..don't..do. I-i.." then his brain do that again. He stormed with words but its all stopped at the tip of his tongue.

She wonder a while, then she got it and snap "ah. You mean.. 'don't you do it'? You scared its side effect will hurt me?"

Jongin nods "i-i.. Sca.." he purse his lips and force his brain to get back to work "I scare..d"

She smile "don't worry, bear" she placed her sweaty palms on Jongin cheek.

Jongin remembered the first time he's called that. Her teddy bear, is somehow torn when she went back from her daily therapy. Jongin remember how she was crying and bawling because of that stuffed toys. Then, Jongin who has been her roommate for about two weeks, approach her then she spilled everything. How precious the bear is, how many stories she has been told to the bear. How she loved it because this is the last thing her ex-boyfriend gave before she break up.

Then, with his limited word, Jongin promises her he will be that bear if he allowed to. She can tell every secret to Jongin and promised never told that to anyone. She can hold Jongin onto her embrace and cried. its weird but it is one of his fondest memories.

She continues to talk and woke Jongin from his flashback "it won't hurt me! It kinda.. An alternative therapy. All I do is just write the music I always heard in my brain and sing it" then, she stood up and give Jongin playful grin "besides, that man is cute. His name is Chanyeol and he has amazing skill picking those guitar. Ah, how I hope every man in the world is like him"

Jongin frown, then pout "..sorry."

She frowns as well "for what?"

"i can't.. Do.."

She pout "it’s okay Jongin its okay. Chanyeol is in charge to play that guitar. But you, in charge to stay with me all the time and bear all my tantrums" she smiles "that's worth more. But yeah, you still can't beat his handsomeness. You have the same feeling when I saw 'R' in warm bodies"

He giggle "you.. Jules"

She rolls her eyes "you wish"

Jongin smiled and flashed his pearly teeth. Her happiness is his joy. He doesn't mind anything as long as those bubblegum lips turn upwards. Even if that's means, he had to let her go.

***

"I.." Jongin hit his head with jean Austen’s novel "I.. Don't un..un..under"

She stops Jongin hand from hurting himself "that action won't help anything. Its okay if the 'R' in you is woke up. What? you don't understand something?"

"Why.. Liz.. Zy is ugly?" Jongin showed him the line "she smart"

"She is" she gave Jongin grin "but in the 18th century, smart girl doesn't mean anything. Because the old people believe a wife is belong to inside the house. Cooking, knitting and put make up is a required skill for a woman. But Lizzy, preferred reading all those science book than learning how to knit. So therefore, she's ugly"

Jongin make a confused face, this doesn't make sense for him "but.. Woman is.. Beauty.. With.. own.." Jongin purses his lips again, unable to said the words.

"you mean.. Her own Personalities?"

Jongin means 'charm' actually, but personalities sounds better. Especially, it comes from that honey voice. he can't help the urge to nods "it's.. Like.. Sometimes not all. ... Angels got..Wings"

She grin "oh yeah? Mention one"

"..You?"

She suddenly tense and blush all over his face and made her like a blooming rose in the morning "i don't have any ideas how cheesy you would if you're normally able to talk"

Jongin grins and grab her palm "mine is honesty"
*
Day after day passed, and Jongin's roommate seems got his therapy done better than anyone's expected. She can run in a treadmill for about 10 minutes straight. The black spot on her lung is reduced to a small circle. She looks healthier with shade of pink on her cheekbone and her skin is no longer papery.

She'll be healthy soon.

But that Chanyeol man is bothering him. She seems very comfy around that said man and her smile shows endless adore. Slowly, Jongin's heart felt that pang. Oh oh.. Not a good sign. Will he suffer heart cancer as well? it’s really hurt so, much.

"Jongin?"

He tilts his head "yeah?"

She huff "why you keep gazing Chanyeol that way?"

I'm hurt, you know? Whenever he around you and made you smile more than I do. When he give you cheesy pickup line I couldn't give, when... "I’m.. Not. I'm o.. Okay"

She snaps "no, you don't"

“i h-ha..hate him”

She leans closer “why?”

Jongin head clouded with thousand things to say, but his tongue seems to disagree and again. Its stopped right on his mouth “i w-want.. y-you fo-for my..” Jongin squeezes his eyes “..o-own”

She flustered more “pease explain. I don’t have any clue about it this time” then she held Jongin’s hand.

Jongin frown, and unconsciously pout "my surgery.. Cerebelum..transplanta..tion.. near"

“when?"

Jongin sees her "the day after tomorrow"

"liar"

Jongin pull her into a tight hug, let the tears stream down his face "mine is honesty"

She doesn't hug back "but you don't say anything to me"

Jongin sobs "I.. Sca.." he cough "i scared"

Finally, her slim arms wrap around Jongin shaky shoulder "its okay. You can hug me. I am your teddy bear. You can talk to me, cry to me. Share all the secret with me, and most of all.. Bear it with me" her singsong. "you remember that spell right? you'll be alright"

He cry harder "..I love you" Jongin barely whisper.

He ends up sleeping in her embrace the entire night.
*
The next day, she's nowhere to be found. Not with her therapist, not in her bed, not in the rooftop... He looking for her until his bony arms couldn't move that wheel on the wheelchair any further.

“where..A-are you?" Jongin snaps into the air.

Someone broke into the rooftop "oh my god, there you are Mr. Kim Jongin"

Jongin sigh. It's his nurse "yeah?"

She grabs the wheelchair and push it "you have to do your last checkup before the surgery"

Jongin only nod, but then the idea pop up in his mind "eum.. Miss, you know.. Where my room..Mate?"

"She’s discharged this morning. Actually, she had waited for hours to say goodbye to you. But you not yet wake up that time. So her family drags her home"

Do you hear that? Jongin heart falls into darkness, breaks into million pieces.

His teddy bear's gone.
*
"you're gonna make it Jongin!" his cute sister encourage him "look, I have bathed you. its been million years since that time right? Of course this will bring you luck"

Jongin snicker "you..ju..just want.." he purse his lips again "to see..My hot bod..dy"

She snaps "oi! You ert!” she attacks Jongin’s back and earns the laugh “Ah.. You finally back to your own person. It’s the sign" she ruffled Jongin's mop brown hair; he doesn't flinch like the usual.

She packs all her things in her handbag "I’ll back in a jiffy. I need to meet someone in the lobby"

Jongin nods like a good brother he never "yeah"

Jongin hear the sound of the door creaking open again. Her sister must forget her phone charger.

But no. When Jongin tilts his head towards the door, it’s not his sister.

 its... Her.

"Jongin, put on this clothes!" she unpack her backpack "i’ll give you two minutes"

Jongin doesn't have any will against it. So, he quickly wears the tight black pants and white shirt plus suspender she brought. When he's done, she rapidly put Jongin on his wheelchair and pushes it with valentino rossi speed.

Jongin panic "where do.. we go?!"

"Runaway!"
*
"you like it?" she ask Jongin who busying himself eating grilled sausage.

He nods "yeah. I.. Eat..this with... friends. In.." Jongin squeezes his eyes.

She giggle"in the past?"

He means in highschool but "yeah!"

She keeps pushing his wheelchair around the theme park and happily comments and told him everything. Yes, everything including stories about Chanyeol confessed to her.

"and your answer?"

She shocked "wow! It’s not 'yeah' and 'mine is honesty' but you're not stutter to said that!"

Jongin clicked his tongue "your answer??"

She wandered a little then squat in front of Jongin, look into his eyes with her endearing tea-colored eyes "I said to him, no. Because right now, I’m waiting for someone said it out loud in front of me. Not just whispering it"

who's t-that m-mman"

she’s not answers it, instead she just shed a soft smile "you know who"
 

*
 

"Look there's a magician show. Want to go there?"

Jongin nods happily. Jongin just realized its Christmas (or nearly) because everyone is wearing that red fluffy Santa beanie. She got them both a pair of that beanie and.. They're look like happy couple.

When she already have a seat, Jongin run his hand on the wheel and go to the backstage without noticed because she's too amused with those old trick the magician perform.

Jongin rapidly set himself behind the man who handles the mixer and equalizer "excuse me, sir"

The man take off his head phone "oh, what's up kiddo?"

Jongin exhale "I want to.. Confess. To.." he breath "my girlfriend"

He smiled "perfect timing! It’s about to end. Prepare yourself. I'll bring you up when you ready."

Jongin state "I’m ready"

He smiles "okay then"

*

"..but ladies and gentlement, there's some bonus show for all of you. Magic,is all about trick, lies and manupulation. But this time, i’m proudly present to you all, About the magic who could do anything. How a certain someone could tranformed into completly different person when they’re impacted eith this spell. First, I need a volunteer"

Many of them raised their hands. But the magician choose someone...you know who.

"You miss, with Santa’s hat over there" she looks confused and keep assuring the magician he really means her "yes, you are. No, you don't need to go anywhere. Just stood over there. Rise from your seat miss"

She stand up.

"okay.. Now, I will ask for a help. Come here boy"

Jongin stand up from his wheel chair and with shaky steps, he move to the side of the magician and grab the microphone. How lucky it placed on the microphone stand so he had something to hold on.

"bear" Jongin voice echo "I-i love you.. I'm sorry it.. Took a while."

Everybody is voicing 'aaw' and made Jongin embarrassed. But he felt his legs start to tremble so he continue "thanks’ for make my world.. Enlighten"

Jongin sounds so normal. He's not stuttering that much. He doesn't look like a sick person who'll did his surgery a couple hours after this. At that point, she cried. Tears streaming down her porcelain face.

She rushed to the stage and drag Jongin down the stage forcefully, put him in the wheel and push it to somewhere only she knows.

Jongin surprised "Ferris wheel?"

She nods. She already bought the ticket and everyone saw her with some sick person so everyone give her clear way to get inside the ride.

The wheel start to moving now but she kept crying "hey.. Why you..cr.." Jongin smack his thigh "cried?"

She looked up "stupid zombie". Then she pulls Jongin into a kiss, rushed and frantic. Like there's no tomorrow and if she slow down the tempo, Jongin will took away from her.

They , pull and push the entire ride until she grabs Jongin's hair to unlatch their lips.

"I don't know kissing doesn't relate to your current condition" she look into Jongin. and in Jongin's eyes, she's the angel without wing. Face flushed, lips swollen, eyes full of devotion..

“just bad..a-at words” he jokes. And she laughing out loud till tears burst out from the shore of her eyes.

He's content. He already has everything in life.

She snaps all so sudden "oh, they're come"

Jongin shift his gaze "who?"

your nurses".
 

*

One..two..three.

Jongin open his eyes and find everyone is surrounding him. But... He can't remember anyone.

"Mr. Kim, please see into the light" the doctor flash him a flashlight.  Check all over his body and ask several question.

Jongin voiced out "i'm all okay doc. I'm okay. But the only thing wrong about me is.. I can't remember anything. I can't remember you or them"

Someone who looked like two or three years older than him take a step closer. It must be his sister "Jongin.. You really don't remember anything?"

Jongin frown "i don't even know my name if the doctor weren't said it right in my face"

She caught speechless "okay... Get some rest Jongin-ah" she ruffles his hair.

*

"Jongin.. Jongin wake up"

He rubs his eye lazily "Eumh.. What's wrong?"

She bite her lips but then she decide to tell him anyway "I need you to go to somewhere"

“am I allowed?"

She nods "just.. Wear your best pairs"

Jongin nods and slip into the slipper provided. He looks into the cupboards and grab polo shirt but then, he saw a white shirt and suspender there. So, Jongin wear that and rushed to see his sister.
 

*

It's a nice room if there weren't any medical device attached to a girl lay weakly on the bed. Her nose is ecovered by oxygen mask. Her hairball strand piled under her bed.

He come closer and he realize, this girl has the prettiest tea-colored cornea "..eum, hey"

She smiles widely "Jongin..."

Jongin rub nape of his neck. This is awfully awkward "hey.. “ he steps closer “Eum, what's made you become..like this?"

She grinning “you don’t remember? You punched me and i passed out until today”

“wa-wait wait. What?!”

“kidding!” she laughs under the mask "three days ago, I went to the amusement park with my boyfriend. He's on a wheelchair. So I have to push that wheelchair around the park. But I get too tired after I got home. And, tadaa"

He smiles "oh god.. i tought i’m a bastard to hit on a girl like you. But it's sweet, by the way. How lucky that guy is"

She snickers "absolutely. Oh, and what's your opinion towards me?"

Jongin frown "huh?"

She gives Jongin eye smile "c'mon. it’s a favor"

Jongin take a step closer "you seem fun. You must be energetic, outgoing and smiley in the past time"

She flashed a sincere smile "hm.. Maybe? Okay okay. What I want to actually know is, how about my appearance?"

Jongin observe a little while, then said "you look like an angel"

Her brows knit altogether "but.. I don't have wings"

Jongin held her hand "its okay. You're the exact realization of angel without wings". And somehow, his chest feels like someone punching it.

“thank you” she smile, albeit too sad “Jongin.. Can I ask something?"

He shift closer "sure"

She gave him a gesture to move closer as she opened her oxygen mask. Jongin, can’t bear this girl pale face, move closer and obey the order. And without any warns,

She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

She snickered "sorry. I just want to do that..”  then she squeeze her eyes and cough “anyway.. Could you please call all my family? And..” a cough “..Please don't come in while they're here"

 Jongin somehow have the urge to laugh than feeling ditched "okay, sure. And.. Will we ever meet again?"

 She shrugged her shoulder "heaven knows"

 Then Jongin walk his way to the door and grab the knob.

 "i love you bear" she says softly.

 Then the machine sang it final tune. the ECG Then flashing the straight, unwavy line.

Somehow, he feels a massive loss inside his heart.

Jongin look up at the cloudy sky with smile decorating his facial features. He always loves the overcast of the sky. He loves how the humid breeze caresses his tan, papery skin. But what he loves the most is, this entire thing happen while someone lied her head down his lap. He love the feel he felt when The brunette's long straight hair on his fingers, is open and closed nonstop with her slender finger make a gesture to made her stories more lively.

Just to see her being like this, he's content.

She grab Jongin palm and intertwined it with hers "..I hope when you got your shot, you don't flinch like I do. You are a strong man, aren't you?"

Jongin nods.

She continued "oh yeah, and today someone goes into our room. He said he's from music departemen and want a little experiment with me"

Jongin suddenly stiffen "you..don't..do. I-i.." then his brain do that again. He stormed with words but its all stopped at the tip of his tongue.

She wonder a while, then she got it and snap "ah. You mean.. 'don't you do it'? You scared its side effect will hurt me?"

Jongin nods "i-i.. Sca.." he purse his lips and force his brain to get back to work "I scare..d"

She smile "don't worry, bear" she placed her sweaty palms on Jongin cheek.

Jongin remembered the first time he's called that. Her teddy bear, is somehow torn when she went back from her daily therapy. Jongin remember how she was crying and bawling because of that stuffed toys. Then, Jongin who has been her roommate for about two weeks, approach her then she spilled everything. How precious the bear is, how many stories she has been told to the bear. How she loved it because this is the last thing her ex-boyfriend gave before she break up.

Then, with his limited word, Jongin promises her he will be that bear if he allowed to. She can tell every secret to Jongin and promised never told that to anyone. She can hold Jongin onto her embrace and cried. its weird but it is one of his fondest memories.

She continues to talk and woke Jongin from his flashback "it won't hurt me! It kinda.. An alternative therapy. All I do is just write the music I always heard in my brain and sing it" then, she stood up and give Jongin playful grin "besides, that man is cute. His name is Chanyeol and he has amazing skill picking those guitar. Ah, how I hope every man in the world is like him"

Jongin frown, then pout "..sorry."

She frowns as well "for what?"

"i can't.. Do.."

She pout "it’s okay Jongin its okay. Chanyeol is in charge to play that guitar. But you, in charge to stay with me all the time and bear all my tantrums" she smiles "that's worth more. But yeah, you still can't beat his handsomeness. You have the same feeling when I saw 'R' in warm bodies"

He giggle "you.. Jules"

She rolls her eyes "you wish"

Jongin smiled and flashed his pearly teeth. Her happiness is his joy. He doesn't mind anything as long as those bubblegum lips turn upwards. Even if that's means, he had to let her go.

***

"I.." Jongin hit his head with jean Austen’s novel "I.. Don't un..un..under"

She stops Jongin hand from hurting himself "that action won't help anything. Its okay if the 'R' in you is woke up. What? you don't understand something?"

"Why.. Liz.. Zy is ugly?" Jongin showed him the line "she smart"

"She is" she gave Jongin grin "but in the 18th century, smart girl doesn't mean anything. Because the old people believe a wife is belong to inside the house. Cooking, knitting and put make up is a required skill for a woman. But Lizzy, preferred reading all those science book than learning how to knit. So therefore, she's ugly"

Jongin make a confused face, this doesn't make sense for him "but.. Woman is.. Beauty.. With.. own.." Jongin purses his lips again, unable to said the words.

"you mean.. Her own Personalities?"

Jongin means 'charm' actually, but personalities sounds better. Especially, it comes from that honey voice. he can't help the urge to nods "it's.. Like.. Sometimes not all. ... Angels got..Wings"

She grin "oh yeah? Mention one"

"..You?"

She suddenly tense and blush all over his face and made her like a blooming rose in the morning "i don't have any ideas how cheesy you would if you're normally able to talk"

Jongin grins and grab her palm "mine is honesty"
*
Day after day passed, and Jongin's roommate seems got his therapy done better than anyone's expected. She can run in a treadmill for about 10 minutes straight. The black spot on her lung is reduced to a small circle. She looks healthier with shade of pink on her cheekbone and her skin is no longer papery.

She'll be healthy soon.

But that Chanyeol man is bothering him. She seems very comfy around that said man and her smile shows endless adore. Slowly, Jongin's heart felt that pang. Oh oh.. Not a good sign. Will he suffer heart cancer as well? it’s really hurt so, much.

"Jongin?"

He tilts his head "yeah?"

She huff "why you keep gazing Chanyeol that way?"

I'm hurt, you know? Whenever he around you and made you smile more than I do. When he give you cheesy pickup line I couldn't give, when... "I’m.. Not. I'm o.. Okay"

She snaps "no, you don't"

“i h-ha..hate him”

She leans closer “why?”

Jongin head clouded with thousand things to say, but his tongue seems to disagree and again. Its stopped right on his mouth “i w-want.. y-you fo-for my..” Jongin squeezes his eyes “..o-own”

She flustered more “pease explain. I don’t have any clue about it this time” then she held Jongin’s hand.

Jongin frown, and unconsciously pout "my surgery.. Cerebelum..transplanta..tion.. near"

“when?"

Jongin sees her "the day after tomorrow"

"liar"

Jongin pull her into a tight hug, let the tears stream down his face "mine is honesty"

She doesn't hug back "but you don't say anything to me"

Jongin sobs "I.. Sca.." he cough "i scared"

Finally, her slim arms wrap around Jongin shaky shoulder "its okay. You can hug me. I am your teddy bear. You can talk to me, cry to me. Share all the secret with me, and most of all.. Bear it with me" her singsong. "you remember that spell right? you'll be alright"

He cry harder "..I love you" Jongin barely whisper.

He ends up sleeping in her embrace the entire night.
*
The next day, she's nowhere to be found. Not with her therapist, not in her bed, not in the rooftop... He looking for her until his bony arms couldn't move that wheel on the wheelchair any further.

“where..A-are you?" Jongin snaps into the air.

Someone broke into the rooftop "oh my god, there you are Mr. Kim Jongin"

Jongin sigh. It's his nurse "yeah?"

She grabs the wheelchair and push it "you have to do your last checkup before the surgery"

Jongin only nod, but then the idea pop up in his mind "eum.. Miss, you know.. Where my room..Mate?"

"She’s discharged this morning. Actually, she had waited for hours to say goodbye to you. But you not yet wake up that time. So her family drags her home"

Do you hear that? Jongin heart falls into darkness, breaks into million pieces.

His teddy bear's gone.
*
"you're gonna make it Jongin!" his cute sister encourage him "look, I have bathed you. its been million years since that time right? Of course this will bring you luck"

Jongin snicker "you..ju..just want.." he purse his lips again "to see..My hot bod..dy"

She snaps "oi! You ert!” she attacks Jongin’s back and earns the laugh “Ah.. You finally back to your own person. It’s the sign" she ruffled Jongin's mop brown hair; he doesn't flinch like the usual.

She packs all her things in her handbag "I’ll back in a jiffy. I need to meet someone in the lobby"

Jongin nods like a good brother he never "yeah"

Jongin hear the sound of the door creaking open again. Her sister must forget her phone charger.

But no. When Jongin tilts his head towards the door, it’s not his sister.

 its... Her.

"Jongin, put on this clothes!" she unpack her backpack "i’ll give you two minutes"

Jongin doesn't have any will against it. So, he quickly wears the tight black pants and white shirt plus suspender she brought. When he's done, she rapidly put Jongin on his wheelchair and pushes it with valentino rossi speed.

Jongin panic "where do.. we go?!"

"Runaway!"
*
"you like it?" she ask Jongin who busying himself eating grilled sausage.

He nods "yeah. I.. Eat..this with... friends. In.." Jongin squeezes his eyes.

She giggle"in the past?"

He means in highschool but "yeah!"

She keeps pushing his wheelchair around the theme park and happily comments and told him everything. Yes, everything including stories about Chanyeol confessed to her.

"and your answer?"

She shocked "wow! It’s not 'yeah' and 'mine is honesty' but you're not stutter to said that!"

Jongin clicked his tongue "your answer??"

She wandered a little then squat in front of Jongin, look into his eyes with her endearing tea-colored eyes "I said to him, no. Because right now, I’m waiting for someone said it out loud in front of me. Not just whispering it"

who's t-that m-mman"

she’s not answers it, instead she just shed a soft smile "you know who"
 

*
 

"Look there's a magician show. Want to go there?"

Jongin nods happily. Jongin just realized its Christmas (or nearly) because everyone is wearing that red fluffy Santa beanie. She got them both a pair of that beanie and.. They're look like happy couple.

When she already have a seat, Jongin run his hand on the wheel and go to the backstage without noticed because she's too amused with those old trick the magician perform.

Jongin rapidly set himself behind the man who handles the mixer and equalizer "excuse me, sir"

The man take off his head phone "oh, what's up kiddo?"

Jongin exhale "I want to.. Confess. To.." he breath "my girlfriend"

He smiled "perfect timing! It’s about to end. Prepare yourself. I'll bring you up when you ready."

Jongin state "I’m ready"

He smiles "okay then"

*

"..but ladies and gentlement, there's some bonus show for all of you. Magic,is all about trick, lies and manupulation. But this time, i’m proudly present to you all, About the magic who could do anything. How a certain someone could tranformed into completly different person when they’re impacted eith this spell. First, I need a volunteer"

Many of them raised their hands. But the magician choose someone...you know who.

"You miss, with Santa’s hat over there" she looks confused and keep assuring the magician he really means her "yes, you are. No, you don't need to go anywhere. Just stood over there. Rise from your seat miss"

She stand up.

"okay.. Now, I will ask for a help. Come here boy"

Jongin stand up from his wheel chair and with shaky steps, he move to the side of the magician and grab the microphone. How lucky it placed on the microphone stand so he had something to hold on.

"bear" Jongin voice echo "I-i love you.. I'm sorry it.. Took a while."

Everybody is voicing 'aaw' and made Jongin embarrassed. But he felt his legs start to tremble so he continue "thanks’ for make my world.. Enlighten"

Jongin sounds so normal. He's not stuttering that much. He doesn't look like a sick person who'll did his surgery a couple hours after this. At that point, she cried. Tears streaming down her porcelain face.

She rushed to the stage and drag Jongin down the stage forcefully, put him in the wheel and push it to somewhere only she knows.

Jongin surprised "Ferris wheel?"

She nods. She already bought the ticket and everyone saw her with some sick person so everyone give her clear way to get inside the ride.

The wheel start to moving now but she kept crying "hey.. Why you..cr.." Jongin smack his thigh "cried?"

She looked up "stupid zombie". Then she pulls Jongin into a kiss, rushed and frantic. Like there's no tomorrow and if she slow down the tempo, Jongin will took away from her.

They , pull and push the entire ride until she grabs Jongin's hair to unlatch their lips.

"I don't know kissing doesn't relate to your current condition" she look into Jongin. and in Jongin's eyes, she's the angel without wing. Face flushed, lips swollen, eyes full of devotion..

“just bad..a-at words” he jokes. And she laughing out loud till tears burst out from the shore of her eyes.

He's content. He already has everything in life.

She snaps all so sudden "oh, they're come"

Jongin shift his gaze "who?"

your nurses".
 

*

One..two..three.

Jongin open his eyes and find everyone is surrounding him. But... He can't remember anyone.

"Mr. Kim, please see into the light" the doctor flash him a flashlight.  Check all over his body and ask several question.

Jongin voiced out "i'm all okay doc. I'm okay. But the only thing wrong about me is.. I can't remember anything. I can't remember you or them"

Someone who looked like two or three years older than him take a step closer. It must be his sister "Jongin.. You really don't remember anything?"

Jongin frown "i don't even know my name if the doctor weren't said it right in my face"

She caught speechless "okay... Get some rest Jongin-ah" she ruffles his hair.

*

"Jongin.. Jongin wake up"

He rubs his eye lazily "Eumh.. What's wrong?"

She bite her lips but then she decide to tell him anyway "I need you to go to somewhere"

“am I allowed?"

She nods "just.. Wear your best pairs"

Jongin nods and slip into the slipper provided. He looks into the cupboards and grab polo shirt but then, he saw a white shirt and suspender there. So, Jongin wear that and rushed to see his sister.
 

*

It's a nice room if there weren't any medical device attached to a girl lay weakly on the bed. Her nose is ecovered by oxygen mask. Her hairball strand piled under her bed.

He come closer and he realize, this girl has the prettiest tea-colored cornea "..eum, hey"

She smiles widely "Jongin..."

Jongin rub nape of his neck. This is awfully awkward "hey.. “ he steps closer “Eum, what's made you become..like this?"

She grinning “you don’t remember? You punched me and i passed out until today”

“wa-wait wait. What?!”

“kidding!” she laughs under the mask "three days ago, I went to the amusement park with my boyfriend. He's on a wheelchair. So I have to push that wheelchair around the park. But I get too tired after I got home. And, tadaa"

He smiles "oh god.. i tought i’m a bastard to hit on a girl like you. But it's sweet, by the way. How lucky that guy is"

She snickers "absolutely. Oh, and what's your opinion towards me?"

Jongin frown "huh?"

She gives Jongin eye smile "c'mon. it’s a favor"

Jongin take a step closer "you seem fun. You must be energetic, outgoing and smiley in the past time"

She flashed a sincere smile "hm.. Maybe? Okay okay. What I want to actually know is, how about my appearance?"

Jongin observe a little while, then said "you look like an angel"

Her brows knit altogether "but.. I don't have wings"

Jongin held her hand "its okay. You're the exact realization of angel without wings". And somehow, his chest feels like someone punching it.

“thank you” she smile, albeit too sad “Jongin.. Can I ask something?"

He shift closer "sure"

She gave him a gesture to move closer as she opened her oxygen mask. Jongin, can’t bear this girl pale face, move closer and obey the order. And without any warns,

She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

She snickered "sorry. I just want to do that..”  then she squeeze her eyes and cough “anyway.. Could you please call all my family? And..” a cough “..Please don't come in while they're here"

 Jongin somehow have the urge to laugh than feeling ditched "okay, sure. And.. Will we ever meet again?"

 She shrugged her shoulder "heaven knows"

 Then Jongin walk his way to the door and grab the knob.

 "i love you bear" she says softly.

 Then the machine sang it final tune. the ECG Then flashing the straight, unwavy line.

Somehow, he feels a massive loss inside his heart.