Being in a hospital is never fun, period. But there's one thing in this case that seems to make things better; the doctor who visits to check on you more frequently than others. Dr. Kim Namjoon is a totally swoon-worthy cardiac doctor who just happe...
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ꜰɪꜰᴛᴇᴇɴ | "Kɪss Mᴇ Tʜʀᴜ ᴛʜᴇ Pʜᴏɴᴇ"
Two Days Later...
-Namjoon-
Y/n has been acting weird ever since I kissed her the other day. She's been kind of distant doing that strange thing she does where she gets really quiet and seems irritated, but it's hard to tell. Her irritated facial expression is the same as her gloomy face. I like to think I can read her pretty well, but that's the one part I cannot. Our friends have come and gone to see her, as well as her brother. Did she seem to be sort of ignoring me, or was I imagining that? I don't know that, but what I do know is that my feelings are kind of hurt. Was I too obvious about my feelings when I kissed her? I didn't think I was, I know I was flirting a bit, but I didn't think it was that bad. I assumed that she'd just think it was a heat-of-the-moment type of thing, and not read too much into it. I guess her behavior now was proof that I was too forward about the whole situation.
"So are you going to be like, totally awkward around me now?" She'd asked.
"Oh yeah! Of course." I joked.
"Kim Namjoon, you better not be serious!"
I'd put my hands up in surrender. "Don't worry, of course I'm kidding. This won't change anything. Nothing can come between us."
And yet, she's letting it come between us. She became awkward and nervous around me, even though we agreed we wouldn't be, and to be honest, that frustrated me. I just couldn't believe Y/n was willing to let something as silly (not to me, of course) as a little kiss come in between us. For me, it was the start of the many kisses to come. This awkwardness had only happened one other time, similar to the last time she thought I liked her, (I know what you're thinking, there was a last time?!) and she did the same thing. She became awkward and nervous around me as a result. That's only happened one other time, and I was SO not living for it. I was also not proud to admit that I was way past a slight bit drunk. Maybe that's why I was so bothered by this whole situation with Y/n. It was bothering me more because I wasn't in my right state of mind.
But if I was going to get her to stop being weird around me, I had to do something about it. And believe me, I would. I let out a massive sigh and I took another swig of the Soju as well as a bite of the fried chicken from the takeout container in front of me. It was a perfect way to end a shift after a long and frustrating day in which I could de-stress with Y/n. What would be even more perfect was if Y/n was here with me and then maybe my days wouldn't be so frustrating.
"I can be here if you want me to be." A sweet voice calls, and I look up to see Y/n standing in front of me. When did she leave her hospital room; the hospital at all?
"Y/n? What're you doing here?" I ask confusedly.
"Hi, Joonie. Did you miss me? I missed you so much, my sweetheart."
