The feeling of his lips on mine still lingered

I was speechless. Beyond speechless. Was that a confession just now?

Wait, he must be delusional because he's sick. There was no way...

"Hyung," Seojun called and I returned my gaze to him. "Do... Do you hate me for confessing? Do you hate me for liking you? I... I really want you to like me back. I'll do anything. I..." He hugged me, dropping his head on my chest.

His arms were tightly wrapped around my waist so even if I wanted to get away from his hold, it was impossible. For a person who was weakly sick, he sure has a lot of strength.

I let out a sigh. I was actually calm. So calm that I wondered if I had heard what I just heard.

I was supposed to be flipping over in fear and confusion but I wasn't doing that. I was just taking the situation lightly and considering the patient who was being delusional.