Kitten [] Choi Yeonjun

0.18

I sigh as the doctor exits the room. He said my healing is going a lot better than he thought it would, but he would still like to keep me here for two weeks. I'm not exactly thrilled about staying here, seeing as how hospital food tastes like dirt. No offense to the people who make it, but it's just nasty. I cringe while thinking about the cold mutated eggs they brought to me for breakfast.

Minghao walks into the room not too long after. He smiles as he takes a seat next to me. "So what did the doctor say?" He says after sipping his drink. "He said I'm healing better than he thought I would. That was basically all he had to tell me. And the fact that I still have to stay in this squeaky clean palace," He chuckles before finishing off his drink.

"While on my way to your room, I saw someone vomiting all over a nurse and the floor, so not that squeaky clean if you ask me," Minghao says with a disgusted face. "The vomit was truly disgusting. I feel bad for the nurse and whoever has to clean up that mess," He sighs while leaning back in his chair. "Did lover boy tell you when he was gonna be here?" I shake my head.

"I'm assuming he'll be here soon," I say while nibbling on my fingernails. Minghao leans forward and swats my hands.

"Disgusting piece of shet," He says in a horrible American accent. I look at him with an unamused face. "Did you just quote Lee Minho's character line in Legend of the Blue Sea?" He grins while nodding his head. I roll my eyes while trying to hide a smile.

Minghao and I's heads whip towards the door as it opens and Yeonjun steps in. At the sight of him, my body relaxes completely. Minghao waves goodbye to Yeonjun and me before walking out to give us privacy.

Yeonjun quickly walks over to me and places his hand on my cheek. As the comforting touch of his rough hands touches my burning skin, I melt. He rubs his thumb over my cheek as a single teardrop from my eye. "I missed you, Kitten," He whispers as he leans forward and places a kiss on my forehead. I smile up at him.

He goes to sit down but I grab his hand. He turns around and looks at me confused. I pat the spot on the bed next to me. He raises his eyebrow while giving me a skeptical look. "I don't know if that's the smartest thing to do, babe. I could hurt-" I cut him off as I pat the spot next to me harder and give him a death glare.

"Get your fine self in the bed next to me, now," I state. He gulps while looking at me wide-eyed. I smirk. After a while of him debating he finally meets my eagerly waiting eyes and sits down. I place my head on his arm as he scoots in next to me. I slide my hand into his and intertwine our fingers. My heart picks up as he squeezes my hand gently. A smile beams brightly on my face as I turn my head and bury it into his arm.

"Do you wanna talk?" He asks while drawing hearts on my hand with his finger. I shake my head. "I rather just stay like this: forever," I say as I turn my head up and look at him. He smiles softly while nodding his head and planting a small kiss on my nose. My cheeks hurt as I smile even wider.