A tear slid down the omega's cheek as he stared up at the ceiling, inhaling deeply.
A warm, familiar hand immediately wiped it away. "It's alright, baby. You're okay."
"Alpha...?" Jihoon croaked, his throat hurting from not using it too much. He blinked, trying to gather his bearings. "I'm... in the hospital again, aren't I?"
Junghoon leaned in and kissed his forehead. "Yeah. You were out of it for two days, Sweet."
"You scared the shit out of me."
The omega licked his lips. "My... head hurts so much."
The other immediately stood up and pressed the emergency button. "Someone will check that out for you."
A few minutes later, a doctor rushed in. "You're finally awake," she breathed.
Jihoon recognized her. "Good day to you, Dr. Kim."
She grinned, approaching his bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I've been hit by a truck," he said dryly. "I can't... feel my arms."
