Twin Flames
He stood up, took out the IV fluid injected in his arms, and squirmed to Hana’s side.
“Hana, Hana.” Brushing off her hair, “Are you okay?” leaning closer.
Hana mumbled in her sleep, reacting to his question.
“Hana, Hana, my love. Are you, okay? Please tell me you’re okay.” Suho’s all pale face, full of concern for Hana.
She opened one of her eyes and reacted, “I’m still alive, you dummy.”
Suho collapsed to an adjacent chair laughing until his stomach ached. Hana did the same. The two were grinning as if nothing happened, faces as pale as the snow.