"Beomgyu, what's been going on, hmm?"
Dr. Kim tries to take my hand for the third time, but I pull away again, not looking at him.
I see him looking at me concernedly from the corner of my eye.
He takes his penlight from the breast pocket of his lab coat and clicks a button at the top of the device with his thumb to turn it on, before taking two fingers and using them to spread my eyelids wide open, shining the light into it before repeating the same motion with my other eye.
He sighs, clicking the pen off, putting it back in his pocket.
He then takes my shoulders, gently pushing me down onto a lying position on the bed.
He pulls the blanket up to my waist, before lifting my shirt slighlty, taking his stethescope, putting it on, sliding his hand under my t-shirt, then pressing the bell firmly onto my chest.
I stay still, letting him proceed with his tests silently.
He does that a couple of times, on different quadrants of my chest, before the nurse who was writing down the results comes over and helps Dr. Kim roll me onto my side, before I feel the back of my shirt lifted this time, the bell of the stethescope on my back this time, and the whole process is repeated again.
I'm rolled back on my back again, and the nurse puts my head straight, while Seokjin takes the waistband of my jeans, pulling them slightly, so they are not covering my abdomen.
He gets his hands and places them one over the other, before proceeding to press on my stomach under my t-shirt firmly, but gently.
He straightens up, concluding his exam.
"I can feel right through him to the bed underneath." He looks at the nurse sadly, who scribbles something on his clipboard a sad expression displaying his features too.
"Beomgyu."
He sits next me and takes my hand again, this time not letting go.
"I gonna have to give you a full head to toe again, and take some measurements again. Your losing weight way too quickly now. Your probably annoyed right now, all these tests, and not much of an outcome, but I promise were doing this to help you, okay?"
I'm not annoyed. I feel bad. Why do you guys try so hard with me?
He sighs standing up.
"I know its hard, but keep fighting, okay? I'm not going to stop."
He looks at me sadly before quickly leaving the room, nurse following behind him.
Did I see tears in Dr. Kim's eyes?
There's no point trying to help me.
I'm a lost cause.
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HARD | A Beomgyu FF
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