Si woo
I stood there like an idiot with my heart slamming against my ribs while Ye Jun bent over coughing and crying from the burn in his throat. Everything smelled sour and nasty and I knew I caused this. I jumped forward fast rubbing his back in circles the way I saw people do in videos once and I kept saying sorry over and over like the word could fix the mess on the floor. "I'm here, I'm right here," I muttered even though my stomach twisted because this was not me. I don't do this. I don't clean up puke and play nurse. But here I was doing exactly that.
Ye Jun stayed bent over breathing hard and I grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen without thinking. I wiped the hallway floor quickly trying not to gag myself because if I started throwing up too we would both be screwed. He slid down the wall until he sat there looking small and weak and totally humiliated. His eyes were red and wet and he wouldn't look at me straight.
