Untouchable JINKOOK (BoyxBoy)

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LANESTALKER

Note: every character's story, background, mind and personality is fictional. Love them all.

Chapter 10:

•• Untouchable ••

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-Jungkook-

"[...] and you cannot stay in this room anymore, Mr. Jeon", added the head doctor of The Mujin Hospital.

"I... what?" He did not listened to any of what was said previously, too lost in his own world.

"Mr. Jeon...", the doctor readjusted his square glasses in front of his eyes, his tone wavering a bit, "I do apologise profusely for this situation, but this is really not safe here for you anymore. Of course, we will provide you with all the necessities in the other hospital, do not worry. I assure the excellency of my colleagues service over there. We have carefully warned them."

Jungkook just kept listening to him, taking note of the situation quickly.

"-So I'm being transferred because of the broke in incidents?

-Yes, that's right Mr. Jeon. Let us apologise again for this inconvenience." And the doctor proceeded to bow, making Jungkook surprised and very awkward.

"Please no need for such formality, it's fine I assure you." He added quickly, with big hand gestures to make the other stop. He was feeling so bad for not listening previously. "It's okay do not worry, could you please tell me where I will be transferred then?"

He did not remember the name  of the place they were sending him to, nor the time of his transfer, and he felt too shameful to even ask.

"Seoul University Hospital, sir. In two hours. I promise, they will take a great care of your case, and protect your anonymity."

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- Seokjin -

Two days since the incident has passed. The doctor that passed earlier to see him informed him that they would keep him under surveillance for another week or so.

He was not feeling that unwell now, but he did not really wanted to contact Taehyung and talk to him, so he was just stuck here for the meantime.

He tried to occupy himself. Earlier, the nurse that passed to check his IV had took pity on him and offered to go buy him some magazines. He was looking forward to this moment. Too bad, she left his door opened, and as he was ordered not to move out of his bed, he could not close it. And also, he was not really sure if he felt good enough to walk yet.

He suddenly heard some noises that were coming closer to him. It sounded like...someone was running and had a hard time to breathe.

"He's arriving soon, please inform security!" A voice hushed quickly through the corridor.

He just had the time to see an army of doctors running like their life was on line before his door closed brutally because of the wind their huge coats created.

"What's happening?", he muttered, wondering.

From what he gathered so far, he seemed to be in a somewhat very private aisle of the hospital. Something for VIP, or people rich enough to afford those luxury rooms. He quickly looked around himself in amazement, assessing with wonder the delicate decoration. Each night there would definitively cost more than a month of his rent.

He then heard faint running sound and what seemed like panicked shouting, before his door opened quickly again.

A middle aged nurse - the one he's seen on the morning -, barged in, looking very startled, her face all red and sweaty. She was holding a pile of magazines closely, her hands trembling.