Bam's Pov

   Another five days had passed by, I hadn't left the hospital at all. Thankfully, Jinsung brought me a weeks worth of clothes and some deodorant. I felt better, but not good enough. I just wanted him to wake up already..

   Today the doctor was coming to check up on him. I was the only one that had stayed and hasn't left at all. Everyone always visited, but I stayed. Thankfully Ms. Yeon and Wangnan pulled a few strings to let me stay without any complaints. They also kept blubbering on about 'true love' and 'soulmates.' I couldn't help but chuckle at their behavior. They were both a breath of fresh air in here. I have also tried to help Wangnan drop subtle hints about his crush, but that went right over Ms. Yeon's head. I think we'll have to be more blunt..

   I sat on my designated chair, writing my song. It was around five o'clock. I kept sneaking a few glances at him, our fingers intertwined. "Why can't you just wake up.." I sighed, resting my head on the nightstand. I flipped my head over so I was looking at Khun, taking in his features. Would he ever wake up..?

   My face darkened, thoughts seeping into my mind. What if he doesn't wake up? What if he dies? What do I do then..? What happens to us? How would be do the funeral? I don't know.. You should know, he probably isn't making it..

   I glanced back at Khun, a few stray tears streaming down my cheeks. I placed a light kiss on his forehead and nose. "I believe in you, so don't stop fighting.." I rested back in my chair, and continued with his song, not letting his hand go. I'm never leaving him in his time of need.

   My pencil strewn across the paper, scribbling down ideas. What to write.. Hmm.. I began write down more ideas for the bridge of the song, when I heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" I peered over my shoulder to see Khun's nurse, Mr. Hockney. Since he came in a lot we conversed, and learned things, and in two days we could kept up a ongoing conversation for a few hours.

   He shuffled in, flashing me a smile. "So how is he today?" I shrugged, dropping my pencil. "Nothing bad showing on the machines.. But still no movement," He pouted, checking his pulse. He checked on his IV, the rest of the machines, his pupils, and wound. He scribbled down some notes before turning towards me. "Everything looks fine, so don't worry to much. He's been here for a few days, so he should wake up any day now.." I nodded, thanking him. He waved it off, and headed out to show the notes to Khun's doctor.

   It was getting boring here, but I'm not leaving. He could wake up anytime.. I gently folded my lyrics in half, resting my head onto the edge of his bed. I'll just rest my eyes for a minute.. I need to finish my lyrics soon too, I just need to finish the outro-o.. I slowly closed my eyes, accidentally falling asleep...
...

  My eyes slightly cracked open, the whole room enveloped in darkness. Shit. I totally took a nap, and now I'm not sleeping for the rest of the night. God damn it.. I lift my head of his bed, starting down at Khun. He was hooked up to less machines then before.. But he was still unconscious. What's stopping him from waking up?

   I lifted up his shirt, examining his wound. The stiches were almost fully healed, they said the surgery was successful.. I placed my ear to his chest, he heart beat was a normal.. I checked his pulse, a tad bit little faint, but it was there. He is alive, so what's wrong?

   I got up and began to stretch while walking over towards his heart monitor. All normal readings.. Ugh. I treaded back over to my chair, sitting down, only to get back up. I can't sit down, I got to do something.. I grabbed my bag of things that Jinsung had brought for me.

   He arrived actually kept most of the things in my old apartment, throwing my belongings in his basement. When he told me, I was relieved. I didn't want to have to try and earn all of my things back. I headed out the door, and went to the bathroom that was right next door. I slipped in, and walked up towards the mirror. I looked tired, my hair in a frenzy, my eyes lost there spark.. I was a mess.

   I put my hands on the sink, splashing water on my face. He'll wake up soon, probably tomorrow. No need to worry.. I rifled through my bag, and yanked out my toothbrush and toothpaste. I rinsed my toothbrush, applied the toothpaste and began to brush my teeth. I may be stuck for however long it takes, but I'll keep up with my hygiene.

   I finished brushing my teeth, brushed my hair before putting it back up again, changed into comfier clothes and headed back towards the room. I placed my hand on the handle, turning it until I heard a huge bang. Was that Mr. Hockney checking up? Did he fall? Or..?

   I peaked in to see the once dark room, now bright. The curtains were torn off the wall, and it looked as if someone had gotten wrapped up! Small little grunts and muffled noises came from the pile as it lightly squirmed. I rushed over towards the curtains, beginning to unravel the pile. "Mr. Hockney, you got to be more careful, you could've seriously hurt yourself!"

   I only had one layer left ripping it off to see a certain blue haired male, his legs caught up in the bottom of the curtain.

"Khun?"