dr.kim and mr.min

seventy-seven

THIS IS ALL chansrroom 'S FAULT.

BLAME HER, NOT ME.

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"i hired a wedding planner" yoongi said as he ate lunch with namjoon, the boy blinked, "was it free?"

"why would it be free? joon, this is our wedding we're talking about, i don't want it to be mediocre" he scoffed, "i could've planned it" the tall boy mumbled, setting his chopsticks down to look at his banking app.

yoongi sighed, "i know you could've, joon, but i want it planned by a professional" he said, "am i not?" he asked, pointing to a picture of himself holding his diploma with his family next to him, "your phd is not in wedding planning"

namjoon sighed, deciding to just stop talking about it because he didn't want to anger yoongi, "anyway, we're going in next week. she said to make a mood board on pinterest" he smiled widely, "that's do-able" he tried convincing himself, ignoring the uneasy feeling in his stomach.

"i made a board, i'll share it with you" yoongi smiled, earning a nod from his fiance who had stopped eating and began feeling paranoid. again.

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eunji hummed as she watched her brother do work. something was wrong. so wrong. maybe it was their twin telepathy.

"what's wrong with namjoon?" eunji whispered to yoongi, "nothing, what do you mean?" he asked, "he's acting weird" she said, yoongi looked at namjoon, "no, he's not"

she shrugged and watched how her brother plucked out his arm hairs and rocked back and forth. eunji hated to say this, but she was reminded of namjoon when he first came back home after going to snu.

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"oh my gosh" eunji mumbled as she saw how tall and thin her brother seemed after a semester at snu. the boy weakly smiled, "hey"

namjoon was a little confused on why his family had their jaws on the ground, "why are you all shocked?"

"are you eating?" his mother worriedly asked as she looked at namjoon's slender figure, "of course i am" he lied, ignoring the fact that he felt incredibly dizzy.

"if you guys don't mind, i have some work to do, so i'll be in my room" he mumbled, feeling the world spin as he stood up. eunji followed him around, trying to make sure he was fine.

she sat on the floor next to namjoon who "are you okay?" she asked, watching namjoon who was biting his nails as he signed into his laptop.

he nodded, rocking back and forth as he read his textbook.

eunji wanted to believe him, but the boy looked so weak and fragile. the wind might take him away.

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"oppa, are you alright?" she asked, sitting across the boy, he simply nodded and didn't answer.

eunji bit the inside of his mouth, "are you sure?" she asked, "of course" he said, ignoring his bleeding arm.

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"go to sleep" eunji said, slapping namjoon's head with a pillow, "i-i don't need sleep" he stuttered, his hand shaking as he tried typing his essay.