"So tell me, what d'you think of Yeonjun-ssi?"
I don't speak, but this time I'm genuinely thinking about the question.
He seems very shy.
And mysterious.
But he doesn't seem like a bad person.
Just...conflicted.
I end up just giving a small nod in answer to Seokjin's question, as he wheels me down the corridors.
"That's good! Did you guys get to chat about anything?"
Silence.
We didn't really chat, we just introduced ourselves.
Before he excused himself.
Maybe he doesn't like me.
Maybe he thinks I'm too weird to befriend.
I lower my head sadly.
"What's wrong Gyu? Did something happen? Was it something I said?"
Silence again.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't want to make Jin sad, especially as he's trying so hard.
But I don't think I'm capable of making freinds.
I hear Jin make a intake of breath, getting ready to say something when a nurse comes running up.
"Dr. Kim we need you now!"
"What happened?"
"The new paitent Choi Yeonjun is seizing, and its bad."
I feel Dr. Kim let go of my wheelchair, and he quickly crouches down to my height.
"Beomgyu, we'll talk later, yeah? In the mean time, Nurse Kim will take you back to your room."
With that he, he straightens up without waiting for an answer and runs ahead, towards where Yeonjun's room must be.
And where there are nurses rushing in and out of.
"Come, let's get you back to your room Beomgyu-ssi."
The nurse slowly turns me around and starts wheeling me down the corridor back to my room, when I hear Jin's voice shout:
"Someone page Dr. Moon, and tell Radiology to get prepared cause we're coming up!"
Dr. Moon?
He's the leading Neurologist in the hospital...
I muster all my strength to look back down the corridor, to see what's going on.
"Don't worry about Yeonjun-ssi, Beongyu-ssi."
I slowly turn my head back to its normal position, as we enter my room.
Looks like there's more to Choi Yeonjun then meets the eye....
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HARD | A Beomgyu FF
Fanfiction"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥." When Yeonjun meets a troubled boy that most, if not all, have never heard speak, he makes it his mission to hear his voice. To see his happiness. To hear his joyful screams. The hear his laugh. After all...
