"Jimin?" You recognized the man standing in front of you as he wore his white gown. You blinked a few times as you tried to grasp the situation. Where am I? You thought to yourself and it seemed the man noticed the confused look on your face.
"You're at XXX hospital," Jimin explained with a relieved smile on his face.
"How long I've been here?" Your eyes explored the room.
"About a month and a half."
"You mean, I've been resting here like sleeping beauty for a month and a half?!" You exclaimed as your eyes widened. You could not believe yourself as well. You did nothing but sleep for several days, how were you able to survive that?!
"What's wrong Y/N?" Jimin inquired as he leaned closer to you.
"Nothing," you vigorously shook your head.
He smiled a little and said, "Your still funny Y/N."
"You," you pointed towards Jimin's direction. "Are you really a doctor now? The last time I saw you, you were-"
Jimin cleared his throat, "Yes I am a doctor now and I was the one who did your surgery."
You immediately covered your body, acting like you were protecting yourself from a stranger. While Jimin hilariously laughed at your actions.
"Come on Y/N," he said. Then continued, "I just did my job as a doctor."
You were about to say something when you felt a stinging pain hitting your head. The pain felt like your head was stabbed with several needles and it hurt so much. Your hands held onto it as you tried to fight the pain away.
"What's wrong Y/N?" Jimin asked worriedly. He could clearly hear that the sound of the monitor was beeping and increasing rapidly.
Slowly, your right hand traveled to your chest. You were starting to feel difficulty in breathing. And Jimin quickly notified the nurses at the main station for help while he did his best to calm you down as a doctor.
"Mr. Wong," Jungkook crumpled the paper he read a few minutes ago. "Does my parents know about this?" His eyes were fuming with anger while his voice was low and steady.
"No Mr. Jeon," his secretary answered.
"I see," he heaved a sigh. Then continued, "The audacity of this woman to lay a finger on my Lee Y/N."
"What do you want me to do Mr. Jeon?"
"Please call police officer Jung Hoseok and report this to him."
Mr. Wong quickly reached for the door, but before he could take another step outside Jungkook added, "Please make sure to never let Sarang know that we have found out about her dirty little secret. I'll crush her down."
"Yes, Mr. Jeon," his secretary politely responded and bid goodbye.
Later that night, Jungkook could not stop thinking about how cruel Sarang can be. He had never met anyone like her. Just to be able to get to her dreams, she could literally hurt or even kill a person by hiring someone to do the dirty work for her.
"Is she even human?" Jungkook mumbled to himself as he gulped the glass of wine that had been resting on his bare veiny hand. He was sitting on the couch of the living room, staring at his reflection on the big black screen in front of him.
When he was about to refill his wineglass, you spoke beside him. "Did something happen? Why are you drinking alone?"
This time, he laughed uncontrollably. It was like he had gotten crazy. Then he said, "Why do you keep appearing out of nowhere Y/N? What are you really? No. Who are you really?"
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Meeting After the Break Up; But He Doesn't Know You're in a Coma
Fanfiction"Jungkook, I missed you." "I missed you too Y/N. In fact," he quickly looked away and searched for something in his pocket. Once he set his eyes back on where you were sitting, you were gone. ...
