(HIKARI's POV)
I woke up slightly dizzy. I squinted my eyes open to find a familiar ceiling, it's the hospital isn't it? It didn't take me much time to recognize the pale ceiling.
I've been here twice now. I sighed lowly, did I faint again? I've been fainting quite a lot now. I need a proper medical check up for sure. My health has been deteriorating ever since I left him and came to New York. Nothing ever since then has been going well for me anyhow.
I tried to bring up my hand to rub my eyes only to feel some weight holding it back.
I languidly turned my head to my left to see Taehyung sitting on the floor against the bed, entangling his sleek fingers with mine, holding tightly onto my hand in his as he slept peacefully, my eyes softened on seeing him so concerned. But why was he here? Holding my hand like that?
