I heard a gutteral sobs at the corner of the corridor. I cocked an eyebrow, wondering who was crying. then, I flinched when I heard a loud bang on the wall. I gotten even more worried

- was that person hurting himself? whatever it was, I knew it was a man. he tried to not wail but it seemed like he can't.

'should I comfort him or something?'

I wanted to comfort that person and be a good person that everyone wants me to be but I halted when the man shouted.

"eunhee. eunhee. eunhee.. eunhee!"

my heart almost jumped out of my ribcage. I was pretty sure I didn't need any hearing aids after the accident, so.. why was that person saying my name? and it sounded quite familiar.

so I took a turn at the corner and saw something shocking. a vulnerable looking jungkook, sitting on the floor, with his back on the wall. his eyes and nose were red and his cheeks were dampened with tears.

what was he doing here, and why was he crying? and why was he shouting my name. but at the sight of him, my heart breaks a little. his eyes looks dull and lifeless as he cried. he didn't even noticed my presence there.

so I had to called his name.

"jung..kook..?"

he automatically stopped sobbing. his shoulders stopped pumping up and down. his eyes slowly travelled onto me and he looked like he had seen a ghost. I couldn't explained it but his eyes were finally filled with life as it locked with mine.

without uttering a word, jungkook came running towards me and pulled me into his embrace, ever so tightly as if I would disappear.

"jungkook.. it hurts.."

I managed to muttered between my breaths. I was literally grasping for air as he hugged me tightly with his stalwart arms and wouldn't let me go even when I tried smacking his arms. something was definitely weird with jungkook.

"it's you. it's really you."

he muttered, I could feel his chin on my head. but how nostalgic, this embrace of his. I missed his scent very much. his heavy cologne lingering around my nostrils. his thumping heart against my ear and his breaths grazing my cheek.

"hold up."

jungkook suddenly spoke and broke the hug. his hands gripping my arm as he furrowed his eyebrows at me.

"if you're still here, then who the hell was in the surgery room?"

jungkook asked with an arched brow. I only managed to blink several time at his question as I could not understand what he was saying.

"what are you saying, jungkook? I can't understand. oh, and I was almost hit by a car, you know. look at this scrape on my elbow and knees. it hurt -"

"what the hell were you doing!"

jungkook angrily shouted in my face. just from that sentence alone, made me whimpered in fear. his ragged breathing and messy hair made him looked hot though at the same time.

"i was so damn scared. the doctor suddenly called me, saying you were involved in an accident, and I thought you were dead."

jungkook stated, a frustrated look wore on his face. he furiously gripped a fistful of his hair and I couldn't help but wanting to laugh. I know it wasn't the nice timing but, seeing a flustered jungkook made me think that he is actually not a cold person because he cared about me.

"what's with that smile?"

jungkook asked, narrowing his eyes at me. I quickly stopped smiling but it soon appeared again on my face.

"i'm sorry. I'm just so happy to see this side of you."

I giggled and jungkook only huffed a long sigh. that was probably my most happy day even though I almost died but to be able to see jungkook worried about, I must thanked God for that. this is the biggest proof that jungkook loves me.

he's probably just a 'tsundere'.

and I am married to that tsundere.