"i'm sorry"
was the first thing you heard as you suddenly woke up
"y/n!"
you were engulfed into a hug as you meandered the room
everything was white
the couch, lights, walls, and even the door
"w-where am i?"
you felt a banging sensation on the right side of your head
"y-your in the h-hospital"
the person pulled away to see chan
you pierced your eyes into his face
dark bags under his golden brown orbs
and his once silky silver hair was completely greasy and all over the place
it pained you, it really did
once seeing your best friend happy and smiley, now seeing him so lifeless and lost hurts
"chan.."
you lifted your head up to look directly at his eyes
"when are you gonna stop smoking?"
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smoke | bang chan
Fanfiction"why do you keep smoking?" "because.. it helps me think about things" "think about what?" chan puckers his lips "helps me think about you"
