doctor! yoongi x doctor! y/n
genre; a touch of everything, from cheesy fluff, hopefully not so major angst, eventual smut
Five years ago, you met him in a funeral. Three years later, you met him in a waiting room. One year ago, you met him in a drug store. Today, you meet him in the emergency room, with the same eyes you remembered, five years ago.
“Who was that?” of course he would ask, you didn’t even need to look at the mirror to see how distinct you facial expression has changed.
“No one,” you answered him short, removing his hand from yours and returning back to Taehyung’s ward. But his hand managed to stop you again, this time together with a stern “Tell me.”
“It is none of your business.” You walked away, increasing your pace and gradually left him behind. You didn’t know why, but you knew that now was not the best time for him to meet Taehyung.
“I’m coming with you.” But it seems like it was no use of restraining him.
“I, I met him on the way. Anyway, what happened?”
“I have no idea. I just tried to help him walked around the room but suddenly-“
“It’s okay, Kook. Let’s see what’s wrong.”
You could see how the nurse was so uncomfortable with Yoongi’s presence. You could actually hear them whispering to each other, you bet he did too.
“I’m going in too.” Yoongi was about to go in before you before you hold the doorknob with your hand.
“No outsiders allowed.” You said as you turned the doorknob.
“Don’t you dare say, brother, if you never come and visited him even though you knew he was asking for you.” You walked in and Jungkook followed as he quietly closed the door behind him.
Taehyung was lying motionless on the hospital bed. Ten minutes ago, he was sitting there, looking so happy that he will have the chance to go outside today. In just ten minutes, things totally changed.
You ran through several usual tests. His response was normal, nothing particular.
“Schedule him for MRI and CTs to make sure nothing bad happens. It might just be a usual attack.” Jungkook nodded, jotting down everything you said. “Tell the nurse to call me right after he regained consciousness.”
“I just, I just want to.”
I just want to make sure he is okay.
Yoongi was no longer there when you went out. You were writing down all the update about Taehyung at the nurse station when one of them started a conversation.
“It has been a while since Dr. Min was here.”
“Yes, a while. The last time he was here was five months ago, when Dr. Kim told him that Taehyung’s condition got worse.”
“But he came running, I remembered seeing him in sweat and panting. I guess at the end of the day, Dr. Min still cares.”
You could feel that too; maybe you were a little bit too harsh to him just now. Walking back to your office, you stopped by the pharmacy to prescribe the medicine.
“You going back, doctor?”
“I see. Have a good night rest.”
“You too, Jungkook. Good work for today.”
“Thank you! You too, Doctor.” You patted Jungkook on his shoulder. You knew this kid was more hardworking compared to anyone else working in this hospital.
You started your car, ready to drive out of the hospital when you see Yoongi standing on the other side of the parking lot. You sighed before removing yourself from the safety belt and walked out your car to talk to him. He was busy with his phone, not realizing that someone was approaching him.
“I’m sorry.” you started.
“For calling you an outsider today.”
“Then let’s say we are even now. You know, a murderer and an outsider.”
“A murderer is still worst, stupid.” You brought your hand to cover your mouth after you said that sentence. You didn’t expect him to laughed, but he did.
“Call me Yoongi, from now on. Drop the honorific. I’m pretty sure we are around the same age.”
“It goes the same way to you.”
Min Yoongi, is like an adventurous roller coaster ride. You don’t know what’s in his mind, you don’t know what he really wanted. You feel like you understand him within one second but the next second you realized that you don’t.
You get a call from the nurse that evening.
“You’re doing okay, Taehyung?”
“Yes. I’m sorry about yesterday.”
“Nevermind. But I still need you to go through several usual things, jut to make sure that everything’s okay.” He just nodded. He was back to his usual self, a prisoner.
Based on the paper by Dr. Kim, he had been admitted in the hospital for five years. Many efforts as an out-patient had been made, but none succeeded.
“Doctor. I got something to tell you.”
“It was fun, having you around. I never get to tell Dr. Kim about my drawing because he will definitely fall asleep.”
“Do you want me to come and talk to you after I finished my work from now on?”
“Doesn’t that bother you, Aren’t you busy?”
“I can come if I have time.”
“I’ll be more than glad to have you here.”
“Then, Roger.” You smiled at him as he smiled back as if a whole burden was lifted from his shoulder. He was captivating, too captivating.
Days passed and seasons changed and the temperature got lower. The relationship got stronger and feelings grew. She fell in love and he did too, but sadly, it wasn’t meant to be true.
She visited him every day, learning something new.
He visited her every day, asking for “a lunch together.”
She visited him every day, sometimes embracing the darkness of the room.
He visited her every day, offering a drive back home too.
She visited him every day until she felt something new.
He visited her every day until he realized something grew.
She fell in love with the patient, and he fell in love with her. None know what’s the consequences until;
Park Y/N. I kinda like you.
I’m sorry, but I have someone too.
YAS. see you on the next one🤧💞 as usual, i love you all✨💓
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