back to you || yeonbin

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One thing Yeonjun noticed about Dr. Taishi, was that he barely had other patients.
Well no other patients to be exact.

Yeonjun hated being called a patient. And Dr. Taishi made sure he did not call himself a patient.

"Consider me as a person you are simply talking to. And whatever problems you have I'll try to help you clear the path.", He had said.

He had placed his wrinkled, bony hands over Yeonjun's and said,
"Consider me a friend. A rather old frail friend, of course." And he smiled.

Yeonjun had smiled back.
"But I barely know you."

"All the more reason to talk to me. I won't be biased."

At present, Yeonjun was not in the consulting room, but in the little bonsai garden, his doctor had in his backyard.
Little tendrils, miniature versions of humungous flora in those tiny little pots.
Yeonjun found it rather, restricting.

"How come you don't have other patients?" Yeonjun asked.

The doctor who was trimming the bushes beside the garden, stood up straight.

"Oh. I am getting old. I couldn't handle much cases. I would concentrate on one rather than a plethora of people."

Yeonjun hummed.

The old man was trimming off the little ragged branches of a bonsai at the moment, and Yeonjun watched as the doctor channeled all of the energy in his frail body to do such a simple task. He remembered those years when he would push himself too much, revelling in the fact that he had enough energy to last a lifetime and it wouldn't be a crime to work too much.
Seeing the doctor, Yeonjun realised that the same energy can diminish. Eventually.

"Dr. Taishi?"

"Yes?"

"You told me you had a granddaughter... who was a MOA-"

"Is a MOA." Dr. Taishi interrupted.

Yeonjun nodded.

"Yes...um...how did she react to our..um... disbandment?"

On the question, Dr. Taishi looked up. And he smiled slowly.

"Well...All I remember was she cried too much. Way too much. Probably for days. No food, nothing. My son got scared and he brought her to me. Hoping I would do something."

"And what did you do?"

"What could I? I couldn't possibly tell her you guys would get back together, right?"

Yeonjun looked away.
"Hmm, yes. You're right."

"I told her it was okay to cry. That was the only thing I could do."

Yeonjun nodded.

"I couldn't bear to see her cry so much over 5 boys, and I couldn't understand why she cried.
So, during my rather last years of my life, I dove deep into the wide open arms of Kpop."

The doctor moved to sit on the wooden bench at the end of the garden and patted the side, signalling Yeonjun to sit next to him.

"For starters, I didn't know where to begin. I watched a couple of songs and I never found any of them quite striking. At least for someone like me."

Dr. Taishi turned to Yeonjun.

"That's when I heard Dazzle."

Yeonjun's eyes widened as he stared at the man next to him.

"The greatest song ever to be released in the last 15 years of Kpop, that's what NME called your song. And yes, in every word, true. It managed to move me, this old man in the verge of dying any day. It made me wanted to get up and dance and move my legs, dance with my dead wife. It made me think of doing all things I thought I never could."