Don't kill him

* In Guk-Du's POV*

Di-Hee told us about her past. It shook me to the core. She suffered too much. I used to wonder why she was always distant from boys. Now the reason is revealed.

But she had a crush on Bong-Gi, no? Maybe she thought not all men are the same.

"Wh-What happened to that man?" I enquired and my voice as expected cracked and was low.

"Who? The kidnapper or the man who raped me?" She asked with so much more duality in her voice than before.

"The man who-"

"He died. Falling off the balcony of his apartment. 15th floor." She answered casually as if she didn't care about what happened.

She again started and told that the kidnapper tried to use her and that brought back her trauma.

She forwarded her hand and gave me the recording device and the doctor came inside and told her that she needed to rest.

I hung my head low and came outside the ward, from the corner of my eyes I saw Bong-Soon composing herself as she promised Di-Hee that she won't tell anyone about anything.

I passed the device to one of my buddies and went to the restroom. I was feeling guilty about a thing that even she knows was unintentional. But I feel like a person who is a disgrace to humanity.

I washed my face and stood there for a few minutes to calm my racing thoughts. Coming out I thought to meet An Min-Hyunk to tell him in specific about my feelings.

After our short meeting in which I was speaking and he was listening I told him all about Bong-Soon's likes and dislikes and my liking Di-Hee.

I went back to the hospital to check on Di-Hee for the last time before reporting to work again.

I went inside her room and saw her staring at the ceiling, even before I could say anything she patted the seat beside her on the bed. She looked at me with watery eyes.

I did as she asked and helped her sit up properly. She held my hand tenderly and said something that even I couldn't have even after having feelings for her.

"Don't feel guilty for what you didn't intend to do. And you did something I would also have done, at that time I was angry and upset with you but now it feels that it was just the right thing to do. You know that even when I was kidnapped I was thinking about you. What you were doing or did you eat or not? These were the only things that were running through my head. At that time I got to know what I felt for Bong-Gi was an attraction but what I feel for you is love. And you were my first kiss, though." She directly explained and I was sitting there numb and it seemed like time slowed.

She left my hand and looked to the other side. The only thing that came to my mind was 'Kiss her'. I slowly forward my hand I took her face in my hands and looked into her eyes and then into her lips to seek her permission and she gave just blinked letting the tears travel down the way to her chin.

I washed the tears away from my thumb and grazed her lips slowly before capturing those plum-pink-skinned lips with mine. She reciprocated the action and it seemed to be forever before we let go of each other breathless. The kiss was filled with care, longing and love. Pure love.

She looked at me and I looked into her captivating blue eyes. We were lost in each other eyes when someone came and cleared their throat. I looked at the door and found almost everyone. I looked at Di-hee and she was all red. I bet I was no less.

Suddenly everyone hooted and clapped. I was taken by surprise by this sudden reaction.

Before I could stand up, Bong-Soon's mother kept her hand on my shoulder and whispered 'You did it' and left. And everyone also retreated to their work. I was left confused to solve this.

Di-Hee was drifting off to sleep slowly. She ate the medicine not long ago. Her eyes were the prettiest blue I have ever seen. Her mother being British have blue eyes but her's are also faded in front of her daughter's.

I helped Di-hee to sleep properly and she was looking cute like a baby sleeping. I went to work and the interrogation started. But during the proceeding and starting the beating to open his mouth, Di-Hee called.

"Don't kill him." She spoke directly after I picked up the call. Her tone was scary.

"Why? He deserves to-" I protested and she chuckled deeply cutting my talk in between.

"Who said that he will live? Just don't give him an easy death. Let him suffer as we did." She ended the call and she was sounding dangerous like a totally different person.