Why I Loved!?? || PJM

5

~ BACK TO CLINIC ~

Seokjin comes limping in the clinic with the help of the crutches and straightly approaches you while you're looking through some documents.

"Hello, doctor!" Seokjin said cheerfully to you.

"Oh, I'm not a doctor. I'm a nurse, here!"

"Are you not a doctor?" His smile dropped.

"No! The doctor's on his way. But what's the problem?"
You ask politely, analysing him from head to toe as he's wearing a full military uniform.

"Problem? It's my legs! It's like they're not there at all"

"But how come you are-"

"Let's skip the details" He cut you off and steps closer to you.

"It's a painful story. Your eardrums will explode if you hear it" he adds with a sad face.

"Really? So let's skip it then"

"No! How can we skip it? Since you've mentioned it, let's get on with it now!"

"But-"

"I was in the military during the war. Can you see the scenario?"
He ask you dramatically to which you only shook your head as a 'no'.

"During the war, I got right into the enemy's area... my gun, spitting fire! Soon I saw, I had run out of ammo and...  the war was also over! I was cauGht!"

"Oh no!" You gasp and he nodded.

"For twenty days, they hung me upside down and kept hitting me in my legs with sticks! HoWever..."
He suddenly shouted making you flinch.

"Look at my spirit! My bones were creaking...but I didn't utter a word!"
He puffs his chest proudly, little bit stumbling on his place.

"Control yourself!" You support him.

"Good morning, y/n!" Jimin came right at the time.

"Oh! Good morning, doctor! This is... What name did you say?"
You ask Seokjin after standing him straight.

"Kim Seokjin" he answers.

"Yes!" You exclaim and take a few steps back from him and towards Jimin.

"Seokjin was in the military. The enemy broke his legs!" You tell him.

"So you weren't born with the handicap?" Jimin questions him.

"No!" Seokjin says.

"What's the matter with you then?"

"What will I say to you, doctor?"

"Then go from here. Get los-"

"There's just no sensation or feeling in my lower half! Everything can rise, but not my legs. They refuse to work"

"They'll work in a moment. Give those crutches to me. C'mon, follow me."
Jimin takes the crutches from him and went inside his office calling him to come as well.

"Hey... I can't walk!"

"I know you can do it! C'mon! A soldier of military!"
Jimin yells stepping farther from him.

"C'mon over...very good! Bravo!"
This time, You too walks nearer to Jimin encouraging Seokjin to walk towards him.

Seokjin stumbling sometimes manages to step closer, especially towards you.

"You're almost there... Very good! Yes yes..aahhhh"
You're encouraging him and he threw himself all over you, embracing you in his arms.

"Thanks for the support" Seokjin says smiling.

"No problem. Hold this!"
You snatch the crutches from Jimin and quickly hands them back to seokjin, slightly pushing him away from you.

"But where does every girl think like you? People poke fun at me! They call me a cripple and a twisted man! But you're so different and the most beautiful!"

Seokjin leans more closer to you making you uncomfortable as hell, but Jimin was quick to pull him back.

"Nobody will say that to you ever again. Now lie down, I want to examine you!" Jimin says.

"Time's a problem today. I must join the regiment's pizza party... I'll come some other day!"
Seokjin excuses himself with a lame excuse and hurried outside.

"Amazing guys, these soldiers. All they need is some motivation"
Jimin chuckles at the sight but you're standing there dumbfounded about what happened just now.

And then there's Seokjin who's walking out of the clinic with those so-called crutches on his broad shoulders, dancing and singing. Ofcourse, he's pretending to be a handicapped only so he could meet you.

Just then, Jimin's phone rings abruptly in his pocket and he fishes it out, placing it over his ear.

"Hello?"

'Jimin, when are you introducing me to your wife? Tell me'
Ara growls at him from the other line of the phone and his gaze locked over you, which gave birth to a mischievous plan or lie in his head.

"Why's he looking at me like that?"
You thought noticing the constant stares from him.

"Very soon! In fact, you'll meet her tomorrow"
Jimin says smiling.

'Sure?'

"Hundred percent. Bye, Ara!" He hung up the call.

"What's gotten into him all of a sudden?"
You further thought as he is giving you a fond smile walking closer to you, but stopped at a safe distance.

"Y/n..." He calls you.

"Yes?"

"Have you arranged for some lunch?"

"I've ordered your favourite from the Thai restaurant"

"Cancel that order! You and I are going out for lunch"

Your jaw dropped on the floor. Your expression just looking as you have been asked out by your crush. Heart pounding in your chest. Eyes wide open like big balls.

"Are you really talking to me?"
You ask again just to ensure you're not daydreaming.

"Yes. There's no one else around. Is there, Y/n?"

"No, but in the last five years, you've never... I mean..."
You say being overwhelmed.

"Sure, five years. But I've finally invited you, see?"

"Yes!"
You say happily, jumping inside your head. Well why you wouldn't, he's the ideal type of your non-existent boyfriend. But you always treated him as your boss.

"I'm famished. Shall we go?" Jimin ask.

"Ofcourse. Let me change and come!"

Luckily you've had some pair of outgoing clothes in the clinic. You turn around to leave but Jimin grabs your hand making you flinch as well as flustered upon his touch.

"Where to? Door's that way!"
He releases your hand, and points behind his back.

"In there, ofcourse. I'm sorry"

You cover your red cheeks and ran out from there, your eyes not leaving the hand which Jimin just now held, being bumped into the wall on the way. However, you swiftly sneak out from there before Jimin turned around to take a look at you.

--- To be continued ---

A/n : I suck at description. Sorry!
:'(