¿Minho's Pov¿
Sometimes I believe when push comes to shove, things got to change. I mean does he need 24/7 monitoring? Hell no. The last doctor's notes said something about nightmares? He hasn't had one yet and it's been close to a month now. I mean,I'm grateful that it hasn't happened but it just seems odd.
We finally reach the end of the hallway to the window as the sunset is illuminating the sky with gorgeous colors. I bet it would feel so good outside too.
He looks at me then looks at the sky again "So this is what the sunset looks like? Sorry it's just I don't remember much about outside." His face is lit up like a Christmas tree or maybe a kid in a candy store.
I nod smiling. This man is so innocent and cute. He sits on the window ledge surprisingly well for a man with his arms constricted like this. I would have fell off like humpty dumpty but for each it's own. Shatter proof glass so no need to worry about his little suicidal ass for that matter.
The stars came out fast as the sun disappeared. "Those bright stars there must be my parents right?" He looks over at me with tears in his eyes. "Come on sit with me. It makes me feel better to know that someone is by my side."
Those words hit me like a punch in my gut. This whole time except up til now, he never felt like he had someone to even trust. This is just a man who was traumatized and misses his parents. He doesn't know normal and it just makes me want to allow him to know what it feels like.
I sit down across from his as I slightly struggle to get myself on that window edge. I kept my eyes on him though just in case he does try anything funny. I start to notice how perfectly clear his slightly tan skin is and how his dark eyes sparkles with such life.
"I believe that your parents would be proud of you because you have lived on this far." He laughs shaking his head as he now rests the back of his head on the wall looking out.
"You seem to have the wildest ideas. I'm in a mental ward floor for heaven sake. So that's saying alot" He smiles as he says this.
However a couple tears rolls down his slightly puffy cheeks as his bright smile fades. It just makes my heart tighten because if I could take that pain away from him, I would.
If I could make him feel any better, I would do anything. But the truth is healing for him is something that no one can help as they can only lead him in the right direction.
I reach over and wipe his tears away as I rub his arm. I have to maintain the doctor image and not the friend image. Because if we were alone, I would wrap him up in my arms and let him cry on my shoulder until he felt better. But we aren't.
"Yeah but that's not your fault. It's whoever admitted you here is." I tell him. I wasn't going to say who because for all I know, he could think it's his school's fault.
He nods as I could tell he was letting this process in his head as his straight brown hair gets slightly in his eyes. I brush his hair away from his eyes as he looks up at me confused "Oh I was just getting your bangs out of your eyes."
"Maybe adventure take small steps but I'm getting so tired of this bleach in eyes feeling." Oh god I'm rubbing off on him, I feel bad for Dr. Lee Y now because he's the one who watches him on my days off.
I nod as I help him down from the window after I got down. The walk back to his room was nothing but silence other than those nurses gossiping again.
¡Jisung's Pov¡
We walk back into the cell as the door behind him. How does that even work? Like what if a patient saw what it takes to get out? So many things don't make sense here. And what about the sound in here? Can people hear what we are saying?
I sit down on my bed as he slowly gets me out of the straight jacket. "Jeez, I don't remember these fuckers being so difficult." Minho mumbles under his breath as he tries his best to unstrap and unbuckle it.
After a couple more minutes of cussing in a colorful manner and studying it, he finally unlocked it slipping it off of me. It's kinda cute when he gets frustrated because he sometimes bites his lip or twitches his mouth like a rabbit will.
He flops down on his bed with his long arms under his head staring at the ceiling. I watch him as I tell him "Hey Minho, thank you for tonight. I really appreciate it and for making me feel wanted in life."
He rolls over on his side as I am sitting up on the bed with my legs crossed. "Well the truth is, in my opinion, you would have been done gone and out. That is if you weren't showing signs of being suicidal and severely depressed. Which you aren't by a slightest bit. I mean maybe at first but not now. However due to someone admitting you here, it would take their signature before hand as well."
I nod as I lay on my side facing him. This man is gorgeous and perfect even though he is risking everything for me like a dumbass. He should just do his job instead of worrying about getting me out of here because I'm a lost cause.
"So what made you start questioning your sexuality all the sudden?" He asks as I can hear the curiousity dripping out of his voice. His eyes are fixed on me but then he slightly panics and looks at the grounf blinking alot.
"Well technically it started when I kissed a girl named Jennie and that definitely wasn't pleasant or making me want more. I didn't feel anything"
"Hold on, you were 10 first of all and how do you know she wasn't a bad kisser or something? I mean jeez, you were young back then too so it's not like you were the world's best kisser either."
He looks at me as he is now sitting up as his doctors coat is on the edge of the bed frame. White shirts really suits him though as it brings out the color or darkness in his eyes.
There is more to this man than meets the eye. It makes me want to learn everything about him. It makes me want to learn what secrets he hold or what he knows.
"Maybe I'm Bi though. I mean yes I have a slight attraction to females but males just hit different."
"Don't tell me, you said this to other doctors here?" He sighs as he rubs his head half way smirking. I see you Minho, don't think your so slick.
"Um well technically you are the only one that is attractive enough for me to want to say anything about that. Plus I feel comfortable with you."
"Then make the first move if you think you are froggy enough to jump" He smirks as he looks up and down at my body. Where the hell does he get the courage from? Do they sell it somewhere? Just wondering.
"And what if I did? Would you consent to it?" I ask as I try not show that I'm nervous. But yet again, this is what he does for a living, like analyzing people just not in this type of way.
"Let's roll that risk dice and let's say do your best".
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Mental ♤ Minsung (1)
FanfictionHan Jisung has lost everything,his friends,lover and his family. What will happen where he ends up in a mental ward? Mr.Lee is his doctor but what if work mixed with love? Welcome to the side story of 'Insane' Rankings #3 in mentalward