Break in | Bangchan Fanfic

21.

When your eyes opened, you were greeted with an annoying beeping sound. A splitting headache embracing your head, and you felt as if you were going to vomit out blood now, if you hadn't done that already.

Bangchan, who had been by your side throughout the night, was sleeping peacefully in his chair when a groan that fell from your lips, lifted up the thin blanket of slumber that fell upon him. His eyes widened seeing you wake up, and he was quick to press the bedside bell to alert the nurse.

Seeing the sun rays hit your eyes, he pulled the blinds knowing they will hurt your eyes, due to the alcohol consumption. Your eyes, When opened, were first forced shut by the harsh lights. You groaned drowsily. Fuck, what the hell happened?

Suddenly, all the harshness of the lights dimmed down, making it bearable to open up your eyes. You squinted with grim lips, before finally opening your eyes. Your head was hit with a massive headache, and for a moment you forgot how to breathe in panic. Where the fuck where you?

"A-are you alright? Does it hurt somewhere?!" The melodious, but voice full of concern was what grabbed your attention in the chaos of the battle that you were fighting to remember what excited happened. Your eyes falling on those brown, drowsy ones of a boy who was frowning in concern as he stared at you.

As soon as you eyes fell on BangChan, you felt memories flood in your head, making you gasp. Shit.

Your eyes fell on Bangchan, who was looking at you worried, took in his disheveled state and your heart sinked. You were in a fucking hospital, alright?

The door opened, and Dr. Choi entered the room. His eyes falling on you, holding concern as he greeted you, "Morning, Dr. Kim, do you feel any pain right now?" You winced at the noise, nodding.

"Yes, Dr. Beomgyu, I feel headaches, and...," Your eyes fell on Bangchan before looking at your Dr. Choi, he frowned and guilt shone his eyes but he shook his head, cleaning his spectacles to avoid Bangchan's questioning eyes.

Relief filled you up, and you continued your words, "I feel..., Drained." Beomgyu stiffened at the word, and his face became tense as he spoke seriously. "You, really need help, Dr. Y/n. You should probably rest now. It's necessary."

You even after getting his context just smiled lightly, but politely nodding. "When am I going to get discharged, then? You must know how busy the hospital is these days." Hearing your words, Beomgyu wanted to smack your head. Probably at this moment, everyone; everyone but the people who needed to know, knew that you were dying.

Bangchan on the other hand, almost growled out in frustration hearing your words. Patient's? How the fuck were you going to cure others when you are sick yourself?!

Dr. Choi finished instructing you, sternly stating that you needed rest, before taking his leave. You sighed leaning against the pillow, before your eyes shot open again. Damn, what about Yang's file? You needed to send it to Taehyun.

You quickly looked around for your mobile, when your eyes fell on Bangchan, who was staring at you surprised. "Wh-what happened? Do you need any help?" He had almost pressed the bell again, when you slapped his hand away shaking your head. You asked him blankly, "Have you seen my phone?" Bangchan was confused for a moment but nodded anyways, shuffling through a duffle bag and pulling out your phone. You sighed in relief, putting your hand out for your phone.

Bang Chan frowned, "Why do you need phone right now? Are you bored?" You could talk to him, if you were. Was even a phone more entertaining then him? Were his lives watched by no one because of this? Because he was so boring?