Arrival (let the nagging (1/1)

November 8/HyunMi’s POVPure agony.PURE.AGONY. Pure agony was what I felt as soon as I woke up. My stomach lurched as I realized that Kibum was to arrive today. It made me happy, of course, but that guy cares too much about me he’s gonna kill me with his own hands if he knows I’m injured, especially it was because of my own stupidity. I was alone in the hospital again. As each hour passed my excitement rose but so did my anguish. To forget about it I just slept.  Key’s perspectiveI closed in my face to the face of the sleeping patient on the bed. Last time I saw her she was perfectly fine, and now…it kinda pisses me off that she’s in a really bad state now because she didn’t take care of herself. This girl is just so…stupid. She stirred in her position. “Hmm…how do I wake this bish up?” I thought loudly.I poked her arm.“Umff,” she swatted it away.I poked it again.Same reaction.And again.And again.And Again.“AISH!” she snarled with her eyes closed and threw a pillow.“Ah! Hey!” I yelped.She opened her eyes slowly. “KIBUM?!” all drowsiness escaped her body and she sat bolt upright as she saw me. Then she clutched her neck and groaned in pain. “YA WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! LIE ON YOUR BACK AGAIN! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING WHILE I WASN’T AROUND, HUH?” I said loudly. “Do you know what could’ve happened? You could’ve died! You understand me? YOU. COULD. HAVE. DIED!” She kept on rubbing the brace around her neck. “Aish. This is exactly why I need to keep an eye on you! What worse things could have happened if I were away a little longer? Gosh, HyunMi! Why are you so clumsy?! You’re even worse than Onew-hyung! Look I know it was an accident but you should have been more careful! Now how are you going to paint in that state? Use your mouth? TELL ME WHAT THE HELL YOU’RE GOING TO DO ON OUR PAINTING NOW THAT YOU’RE INJURED! What if your bones were hurt that bad and it’ll take a very loooooooong time for you to recover? I even think…” I stopped in my talking as I realized she wasn’t listening to me. Noticing my silence, she looked up. “Tell me what happened. Exactly.” I said a little calmer now, hands on my hips.She flushed a little and avoided my look. “Oh, for the endth time,” she heaved a sigh and corrected the position of her head. “I stepped on something while I was going down the stairs, and slipped. Call me stupid or whatever you want, I already know,”“You’ve been outside, haven’t you? You have colds,” I noticed her perpetual sniffing as she talked.She tried to nod, but instead just said, “Yes.”, followed by a cough.“And cough too,” I added, frowning. I walked to her and placed my face near hers without any word. I put on a deadly serious pokerface.“I…uhh… I’m sorry?”“Oh. Don’t be. Besides, this is your entire fault.” I moved her bangs aside with one hand. She flushed a bit.“Kibum-ah…” she said languidly, looking at the side. “I’m…really. I’m sorry,”“What are you apologizing for?”“Because I…failed you,”Ah. Okay. I just realized that this girl is not oblivious of the fact that I really care about her. In what way was I obvious by the way? “Oh.” I swept her hair at the back of her ear. “Well you really did a good job maddening me though,”She pouted. Without another word I sat on the watcher’s chair.HyunMi’s POV The dude is angry at me.Clearlyangry at me. He turned on the TV and watched. Instead of looking at the screen, I gawked at him. Silence… “Ya,” he called without even turning his head.“Oh.”“You look pretty with that thing around your neck. It makes your face look smaller,”Pretty? My cheeks warmed up when he said that, but as soon as I realized the entirety of the statement I didn’t think I should be happy. “Is that a compliment or an insult?”“Have it your way.”Kim Kibum. Ill intentions: unknown.  There was a knock on the door, and came in was the doctor. “Annyeonghasseyo, HyunMi-ssi,” he greeted me. He got flabbergasted for a while when he saw Kibum, but quickly fixed his expression. I realized that, after all, Kibum was a famous guy. This thought seldom visits me. Truth be told, I don’t usually him that way. I see him as the dorky, naggy, and annoying bully I’m bound to be stuck up with for the rest of the year.“So, HyunMi-ssi, what happened?” the doctor asked.I am getting really tired of this. I thought. “I fell from the stairs.”“Hmm,” the doctor nodded nonchalantly, like this was just out of the ordinary. I saw on his name-plate that his name was Kang Gung-Un. He tapped his pen on the clipboard. “You can be discharged tomorrow, don’t worry,”“Umm, doctor, how long will those bandages be there?” Kibum asked him.“The one on the arm will be about two weeks or just one, depends on how fast your bones repair. The one on the leg will be just a week; It’s not as bad as it looks like,” he eyed my hanging leg wrapped in bandage. “The one on the neck will be two weeks, or maybe longer. The neck was hurt so bad that it’s a miracle that you—“ he cleared his throat. “—lived. Well anyway, since you’re leg-injured, you may want to use some crutches.”My jaw dropped. “Crutches?”The doctor nodded with a smile. How dare you. “By the way, what is your relation?”“Well, I…uh…”“We’re…um…”We are…well…”“I…we…” Kibum’s and my words collided.“Friends.” We said in chorus.“Friends?” I echoed. The doctor grinned, amused. “If you say so, then. I’ll be going. Goodbye, HyunMi-ssi. See you soon!”“annyeong~” we waved back awkwardly. Key (again) “So,” I flexed my fingers. “You have two weeks to be pretty,”She looked at me distastefully, then down at her injured arm. Her expression turned sad.After a minute of mute air, I said, “You’ll still be able to paint,”“I don’t think so…” she lamented. “Being able to write with my left hand was never my thing; let alone painting,”Like somehow, I wanted to take her burden upon myself.I sat on the side of the bed, and removed the hair that got stuck in the brace around her neck. “Come on, it’s just one week.”She caught my hand and squeezed it. It felt warm. My hand felt warm at her touch, and so did my face. “You’re angry at me, aren’t you?”“You really want the truth? Well, I am. But I know it’s no use, so let’s just mind that injury so that we can paint for the New Years,” I told her rather softly. It felt good to be honest with her. That’s what I like about our partnership. “Arasseo?”“Yes, umma,” she stuck her tongue out.----------------------------------------------oi tell me. did Kibum just STOP nagging? XD