The K-Pop Thread

I sigh deeply as I put the cellphone down on the hospital bed beside me, and that proved to be the wrong thing to do, because my ribs started to hurt like hell. I screw my eyes just and bit my lip, waiting for the pain to dull down before I opened my eyes again. “I’ll tell the nurse to give you more pain medication...” I hear my mom say before she left the room, leaving me alone with Jin, who just scoffed as soon as my mom left. “Your bitch ass just HAD to get attacked, huh?” he scowled at me and I just smile at him, seeing the extreme worry on his face. Jin was afraid, and terrible worried for me. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it lightly. “At least I’m alive, right?” I asked him and he cracks a smile at me, nodding. “Yes. ‘Cause if you had died, I’d hire a damn necromancer to to bring you back so I can kill you my damn self.” I laughed lightly, cringing a bit from the pain. “I’m sure you would.” “Damn right, bitch.”

The nurse came into the room, my mom following after, and she injected some pain medication into my IV. I smile in thanks as the nurse walked out and my mom sat in her seat beside the bed. “The police were just at our house, there were no signs of a break in at all... The department is going to pay for a room for me at a hotel until this investigation is over. Oh honey... I’m just glad you’re okay.” My mom just started to have another crying fit, and I just patted her hand, sighing a bit, wincing in pain afterwards. Ow.

A half hour later, my mom left the hospital, seeing as my grandmother was having a freakout what has happened to me. I was left with Jin, who took the day off from his daily stalking to be with me. “What I don’t get is... nothing was taken from your house... this person just attacked you... but Mi-Sun... what is the purpose of this?” Jin looks at me and I just stare at the ceiling. “I think I know who was behind this...” I muttered to him. I know who exactly it was.

The door to the room open, and my eyes go wide when the boss just walked right in, a grim look on his face. “S-sir!” I said, surprised. He looked at me for a few seconds, before he just sighed, in what sounded like relief. “Thank goodness, Mi-Sun,” he said, and it was a shock to see the boss of YG Entertainment just slump in the chair beside my bed. The worry and relief was evident on his face. “Sir... I’m so sorry...” I looked away from him, noticing Jin sitting very quiet besides me, not even looking at the boss either. “There is no need to be, Mi-Sun. Just be grateful you’re still alive. I knew a hard working woman like you wouldn’t just skip out on an important day like this.” I nodded quietly, biting my lip. It wasn’t really my fault, but I still felt guilty anyway. “This is a horrible thing that has happened. Mi-Sun, you will not have to worry about the medical bills, we will pay the hospital for their care for you. I am also aware your mother has some money she owes to the hospital as well, we will pay for that as well.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he held a hand up, silencing me. “Please, we want to make you and your family as relaxed as possible while you recover. While we’re on that topic, you will be receiving paid sick leave, and the company will help you with any other financial needs.”

I stared at him in shock, my eyes wide and filling with tears. “Y-you would do that...? For me?” He nodded at me, smiling. “Of course, you’re part of the YG family, and you will have our support 100%.” I nodded silently again, quickly but carefully wiping the tears from my eyes. “Thank you, sir...” I said softly, bowing my head a bit. He gets up from the chair, giving me a smile before he looked at Jin, hesitating a bit before he left the room. Almost as soon as he left, GD came rushing into the room, and that is when I can really feel the tears sting in my eyes. “Mi-Sun!” He comes to the side of my bed, reaching out to hug me, but he stops suddenly upon seeing just how beat up I am. I notice the other guys come in, and my eyes are set only on GD’s, seeing them water up just at the sight of me.

I had a bandage wrapped around my head, my face covered in bruises. He could see the bruises that when down my neck and arms, but not the ones that were going down my chest, stomach, sides, and legs. “I have two broken ribs... my leg is broken, a concussion... and I’m just bruised all over...” The tears fall from my eyes, and before I know it, I was sobbing. “I’m sorry, Jiyong! I should have told you, but I didn’t want you to worry about me when you had the show! I just wanted you to focus.” He gently reaches and touches my face, making ssh-ing noises. “Baby... I was so worried about you... you should have just called me. I... my God, why did this happen to you? What did you do to deserve this?” The tears were falling from his eyes now, not making me feel any better at all. I lightly wiped the tears from his face. “I don’t know...” I said to him, sighing, and wincing afterwards. I didn’t want to tell him who I thought was the culprit was, because I knew he was going to flip out, and he didn’t need that... he didn’t need another controversy.