“What are you doing with the SechsKies
leader and why are you dressed like a guy?”
“I’ll explain later,” I told
her. We both put Ji Won’s arms around
us as we carried him back. Along the way we
found Sung Hoon unconscious on the ground, bleeding.
I set Ji Won down gently and lifted Sung Hoon
up.
“Sung Hoon!” I said, shaking him.
He was hurt badly. “Kyung Hee, please
do me a favor. You carry Sung Hoon while I carry
Ji Won.”
Kyung Hee looked at me reluctantly but then
nodded. I lifted Ji Won onto my back and carried
him back to the Nam Hotel. My leg was still
bleeding from the cut and I was limping.
“Mina, can you carry him?” Kyung
Hee asked me, concerned.“I’ll be
fine,” I answered her as we made it back.
I took Ji Won back to his room while Kyung
Hee took Sung Hoon back to his. I washed Ji
Won’s cuts and nursed his wounds. When
he was bandaged, I sat down on the chair next
to his bed.
Then suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. One
of my attacks is coming on and I didn’t
have my respirator with me. My heart was aching
so painfully that I was gasping in pain. But
then I remembered Ji Won had a respirator. I
searched his pockets and sure enough, there
it was. I started pumping it quickly and air
entered my lungs.
My vision cleared and I began to breathe easier.
Then I put it back into his pocket. My touch
made Ji Won stir. He began to wake up. He looked
at me.
“Min Sung?” he asked weakly.
I nodded my head. “Yes, it’s me hyung.”
Ji Won lifted himself up. “Where am I?”
“We’re back at our hotel.”
“Oh,” Ji Won said as he looked at my leg. “What
happened to your knee?”
I looked down at it. It was bleeding through my pants. “It’s
nothing hyung. I’ll be okay in a few days.”
“Did Tae Won do this to you?”
I nodded my head.
Ji Won pounded his fist on his desk. “Damn him! I’ll
get him back.”
“It’s okay hyung,” I said calming him
down.
“By the way,” he asked me suddenly, “how
did you end up finding me? Weren’t you supposed to
come back here by yourself?”
His question hit me by surprise. I answered him truthfully.
“I came back to look for you because I was worried
you might be in danger.” I saw Ji Won look at me awkwardly
and inched himself away from me. ‘He thinks I’m
gay’, I thought.
“Uh, thanks for coming back to save me then,”
Ji Won said to Min Sung awkwardly. Min Sung nodded and left
his room. Ji Won lets out a sigh. He loved Min Sung as a
friend and definitely nothing more. He didn’t want
Min Sung to have any thoughts.
Instinctively Ji Won reached into his pocket to check
to see if his respirator was still there. It was but it
was different. Ji Won stared at it with wide eyes. His once
filled respirator was now only half full with air.
Someone had been using it.
