𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞

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"How old are you?" Jaemin ask Heejin. "I'm 24." Heejin answers. Renjun sighs sipping his ice coffee as he sat across the table with the two who talks nonstop. "Aren't you too young to marry Renjun?" Jaemin smiles. "Heejin, go home. Jaemin, let's go" He drag the man leaving Heejin alone.

"I can't believe you like chicks like that" Jaemin comments while they walk to God knows where. "Did she go surgery?" Jaemin adds. "Do you have to ask that? You saw her." He cross his arms. "I knew that tiny waist is fake. And her lips, is it made too?" Jaemin adds. "So is her butt and her nose"

"Woah!"

"Why?" He halts, frowning at the sudden burst of the man. "You're really marrying her. What would your child look like if it resembles her? No one would tell if she's the mother" Jaemin gasp. "Shut up. You're making plastic surgery a big deal" He began walking again. "Plastic surgery is not wrong but she's literally a beauty from gangnam"

"She's a gangnam beauty"

"I...I know that. And so what? She's not stepping over someone" He claims. "I know but, aren't your type of women, the long legs but shorter than you, long hair, in short, my sister" The man continues. "You hated my relationship with your sister, what's wrong with you?" He said, his voice raising. "That's from the past. Sungchan is double timing her"

"What do you mean?"

"Sungchan is seeing someone behind Ahnjin. I promise to tell her once Sungchan is healed. After then, she could leave the man alone and find love by herself. Or love could approach her first" Jaemin follows him inside his suit. The man sat on the chair onto the table while he strip his gown sitting on his swivel chair. "Why not tell her now?" He face Jaemin. "I can't. Sungchan need her and she needs Sungchan, she got attach to him so much that it will be too hard for her to move on again"

"My sister has went through so much pain, I can risk it to happen again"

"And it's better for her to know it from Sungchan himself" Jaemin adds. "What?" He let out, lost for words. "I don't know! Ahnjin won't listen to me, she's too attach to Sungchan"

Night has come, Renjun made his way to Sungchan's room to check his vitals. Finally arriving, he enter the room. He was welcome by a dark room. Walking towards the switch, he switch all the lights on. "Are you awake?" He approach the bed. "Yeah" Sungchan answers. He nods beginning to do his work.

"Who was the woman?" He starts still taking notes. "What?" Sungchan replied. "As your senior, who is the woman?" He repeats looking up. "I don't understand, what do you mean?" Sungchan lies. "If you hadn't butt in the picture, my relationship with Ahnjin would have been better as it is. Imagine stealing your friends woman and Double timing her?"

"Not like you can do anything about it"

"You're right, I can't do anything about it. However, I wonder what kind of gaze will Ahnjin give you? Probably worse than she always gives me" He grin looking down on Sungchan. "It's just so stupid of her, I never like her. What hit her to suddenly confess to me? Maybe the hit she got from you?" Sungchan smirks. "You know...I never really regret operating my patients but you.."

"I regret it, you should have just live with an injured foot."

"You know you can lose your license with what you just said, right?" Sungchan states. "I know, do you think I'll really lose it? I still did your surgery." He starts. "Next time..."

"Think smart and hit me with words I won't be able to respond anymore, pea brain"

Turning around, he was about to leave when the younger man let out another word. "We fuck" His fist balled but he tried to compose himself. "She's not that bad." Sungchan adds. "Say whatever you want, you'll get your karma soon. Now..." He face Sungchan.

"Heal fast, by then, I won't have to see your face anymore"

"You know you can easily pull this machine off of me, why won't you do it?" Sungchan raise a brow. "I'm not a trash, like some people here. Don't worry, all I plan is to not see your face. I have no intention of killing you. If you give me your permission, I still won't do it"

"I'd rather see you have a painful death than give you what you desire"

"I don't desire it, you do" Sungchan deeply chuckles. "How did you know? Cause while I'm opening you, all I wanted was to storm out and leave you there. Flesh open, blood everywhere and once in for all, sick" He resorts back. "You know it's your lost if you did that, right?" The man smirks. "I know but you know what else I'll lose if I did that?" He lift his brows. "Tell me, I'm curious" Sungchan chuckles.

"One useless person in this world would say goodbye"

"What?" Sungchan sat up, offended. "You don't have to be offended, you're alive" He sighs fixing his gown. "After all, you're save by the best doctor in the best hospital in Seoul. Me" He grin, showing off his achievement. "Best doctor?" Sungchan scoff. "Talking about best doctor, no doctor would intend or think of leaving its patient open. Like you do"

"You're right, you're a patient. I should take it easy on you"

"Do you maybe want me to bring you the best healing soup in the hospital? How about extra care from our nurse? The hottest nurse? Yeah? You like women with huge plastic butt, tiny waist, round chest and plump lips, right? I'll make sure to get you one. How about a nurse who would lap dance you?" He raps making the man speechless. "Won't you stop?"

"I bet a lap dance would heal you faster. That way, you can ram into your mistresses faster"

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