Y/n's POV:
I woke up to a knock on my door. I slowly got up stretching my legs and aching back. "That's what I get for sleeping on the couch" I thought while opening the door. Namjoon was standing on the other side as I invited him inside. He was holding in a laugh for a reason unknown to me.
"Did I wake you up just now?" he said
"Yeah. How'd you know?" I asked
"Um... your hair"
I looked in the mirror and widened my eyes. I pulled my hair up as blood rushed to my cheeks. I awkwardly chuckled as I turned back to him.
"So... Um... what's up" I ask.
"Honestly... I really just wanted to see you again. We don't even know each other and you were so kind to me yesterday" Namjoon said as he also blushed. "I was wondering if I could get to know you"
"Sure... I'd like that" I replied shyly smiling
I told him about my occupation and how my life is pretty boring aside from that. He then asked me about my past as I quickly shut that down. I don't really talk about my past with anyone. I just repress that deep inside myself. By the end of us talking, we have each other's numbers. That's when my boss abruptly called ruining our chat
After talking to my boss I apologize to Namjoon
"I'm so sorry. I have to go. A kid came in that needs my help" We both exit my apartment as he yells down the hall
"Go be a superhero"
I smile while rushing to my car. As I enter the hospital I saw a text from Namjoon.
"Coffee after your shift?"
"I'd like that"
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FanfictionY/n is a pediatrician who happens to meet Kim Namjoon of BTS. She struggles with anxiety, eating disorder, PTSD, depression, and self h@rm. Namjoon helps her become more confident as they fall for each other. I don't own any of the pictures, only th...
