#he‘s a v unconventional character and that was really fun to write

[sbvrbia]

starter for @eljudnnir

It is strange to think that a series of bad decisions and wrong-place-wrong-time situations have landed Junseo right where he belongs: inside an ambulance, rushed to the hospital, right before the birds wake up and start the new morning with their annoying bird chirping. Or well — where he actually belongs is in the back of a police car. But Junseo is heavily intoxicated and not in the best physical state to give the thought any waste of time.

The ride to the hospital is way more terrifying than the accident itself. With every bump in the road they passed, he can feel the pain throb in his guts. If he wasn’t strapped to the stretcher and in and out of a clear consciousness, the pain alone would have made him jump the paramedic. 

How horrifying that all is. It is hard for him to open his eyes, so he doesn’t even try.

It is strange, he thinks again. He has always known he’d die prematurely. And Junseo has always hoped he’d go out in a bang, or by pissing off the Big Guy, or God himself. But today, all it took was a car driving 60 km/h.  “How strange”, he mouths into the oxygen mask and trails away.

Junseo can’t recall how long he was out when he wakes up in the hospital. There is a commotion around him. People in white and blue rush around and move and manipulate. The sounds are muffled and overtuned by a thumping in his scull and a distant beeping of a heart monitor. He sees whites and blues and red and her and black.