Do you ever wake up with a song stuck in your head? From the second I opened my eyes to the dark room I had some random melody stuck in my head, but I couldn’t remember the words. Just the same melody played over and over in my head, slowly driving me crazy. As I sat up and looked around, the door swung open, scaring the shit out of me. “Mingi!” A familiar voice yelled. “Why are you sitting on the floor in the dark?” He asked, flipping the light switch on and off. “Ah the light burnt out.” “Jiho oppa?” I asked, rubbing my eyes. The light bleeding in from the doorway was..very bright. “You fall asleep in here last night or something?” He asked, walking over to me and kneeling down. I rubbed my neck which was incredibly stiff. “Yeah. I guess I did.” I yawned. “What’d you come over for?” I asked. “What? You don’t want me here? Fine!” He teased, standing up and walking away. “Oppa! I was kidding!” I exclaimed, trying to stand up and follow after him, but my legs were so sore that I just fell back down and groaned. He turned around and laughed at me before walking back in and helping me up. “I knew you were. You overdid it again last night didn’t you?” He asked, smiling at me. He’s always made fun of me for getting so into dancing, but not doing anything about doing something with it. Suddenly, my sister came barging in through the door. “Where the hell have you been?!” She screamed at me. I jumped and looked at her wide eyed. “What’s wrong, unnie?” I asked. She had tears in her eyes. “I’ve been trying to get ahold of you for the last 5 hours!” She yelled at me before walking over and giving me a tight hug. “Mom is in the hospital.” I pulled away from her really fast and looked at her. “You’re joking right? Because that’s not funny, Jung Minah.” I said, glancing over at Jiho. “She’s in the hospital. We don’t know what happened. Dad woke up to see her on the ground in the bathroom.” “Is she alright?” I asked, my blood running cold in my veins and the color draining from my face as icy fear took over. “She’s conscious, but they don’t know what’s wrong yet. They need to get her stable and then they’ll go from there.” Minah said, wiping at her tears that fell. I felt Jiho lay a supporting hand on my shoulder. I looked around, immediately forgetting my aching muscles. “I need to go see her.” I said, making my way to the door. “Mingi, we can’t. They won’t allow visitors.” Jiho said, as Minah sniffled. “You don’t understand. I need to.” I said quickly, panic starting to take its hold, rationality disappearing. I started to walk towards the door, stumbling with my weak legs. Jiho grabbed my waist before I fell, holding me against him. “Let me go.” I said in English, fighting against him. “Let me go!” I screamed at him. “Mingi, calm down.” Jiho said as Minah walked over and put her hands on either side of my face and despite her ongoing tears, tried to calm me down. “You need to calm down, little sister. Please calm down.” She said, causing me to fight even more. “How the fuck am I supposed to calm down?! My mom, OUR mom, is in the hospital without the doctors knowing what put her in there and you want me to CALM DOWN?!” I yelled at her, breaking out of Jiho’s arms. Flashbacks of his face in the hospital caused me to panic even more. No, I can’t lose her too. “Mingi, I know what you’re thinking about and stop, that wasn’t your fault.” Minah said suddenly, holding me to her chest as tears filled my eyes and panic squeezed my heart. Jiho came over and held me too as I tried to push Minah off of me. My mind transported back 2 years ago, with the image of him lying in the hospital bed, his face gaunt and pale. An oxygen mask on, the machine breathing for him. Cuts and bruises littered all over his face and body. “Mingi stop!” Jiho yelled as I fought harder against them. “Let me go!” I sobbed out, in Korean this time. Minah started crying harder as well, softly petting my hair as she clutched me to her body. “Let me go…” I whimpered, giving up and clutching to my sister’s frame. Jiho sighed and let go of me. “I’m so sorry, Mingi. I’m so sorry that you’ve had to go through so much and I wasn’t there for you. I’m so sorry.” Minah whispered, her voice muffled by my hair. Jiho stood awkwardly in the doorway while looking at my sister and me in the hallway before walking into the living room and taking out his phone. Tapping away on it he put his phone to his ear before talking quietly into it. I forced myself together and pulled back from her. “I’m sorry about that..” I whispered. She rubbed my arms soothingly. Lurching up I opened my eyes to be greeted with my bedroom. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked around. The door opened and Jiho peeked his head in, saw I was awake, and walked in. “Heeey!” He greeted, smiling at me until he noticed my confused expression. “What? Did you have a bad dream?” He asked, sitting next to me on the bed. “Where’s my sister?” I asked him. “At work, why?” He asked. “What about my mom?” I asked immediately. “At her house I believe. Did you have a bad dream?” He asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. I let out a sigh of relief and nodded. “Well it was just a dream. So why were you passed out in your dance room with the lights off?” He asked. “Did you overdo it again?” Jiho teased, déjà vu. “How did I get in here then?” I asked, looking around my bedroom. “How do you think, dumbass? I carried you in here when I saw you were asleep. You wouldn’t wake up no matter what I did so I just took in here so that you could sleep without completely fucking up your back. You’re welcome by the way.” He laughed. “Take a shower because, man, you stink.” “Yah!” I yelled, attempting to slap his arm, but he moved out of the way quickly. He just laughed at me and ran out of the room, shutting the door. “Take a shower and get dressed! Remember that we’re spending the day together today! I got some news too!” He yelled through the door then I heard his footsteps running away. “Why do I hang out with such weird people?” I muttered to myself before getting up with my sore and stiff muscles and walking over to my closest to get clothes. After my shower, I walked into the living room to see Jiho sitting on the couch with 3 different bags of chips sitting around him as he played Mario Kart. I put a hand on my hip and raised an eyebrow at him. “You ready?” He asked, not even looking at me. “Are we going to the store?” I asked him. “Why?” He asked, glancing at me. “So I can get replacement light bulbs for my dance room and so you can replace my chips that you just inhaled.” I pointed to the chips, 2 of which were empty. “I was in the shower for 20 minutes tops.” “I’ve been here for a couple hours. It’s not like I ate them in these last couple min- FUCK YOU!!” He yelled at the game as he got hit by a blue shell. I just laughed at him and shook my head. The only reason I even had Mario Kart was for all the boys to play. I would much rather play something like Assassin’s Creed or Grand Theft Auto. “Fuck this shit. Let’s go.” He sulked, shutting off the game and walking to the door, putting on his shoes.
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