"YOU CAN'T SEPARATE ME FROM MY BROTHER!" Soojin yells as she's restrained on a chair. Changbin has been more peaceful since their arrival, he's probably just scared though.
"Soojin, I need you to realize that we can't handle you two together." WheeIn says softly, smiling at Soojin.
"That's completely bullshit! Shuhua and Channie could!" Soojin spits in WheeIn's face. WheeIn wipes off her spit before grabbing her walkie talkie.
"We have an aggressive patient in room 302, please bring backup." WheeIn whispers, Soojin can hear her loud and clear.
"Do I fucking scare you?" Soojin smiles, not her usual sweet and warm smile but something more scary and cold. "Don't be a pussy handle me by yourself!" Soojin laughs.
WheeIn sighs and pulls out her clipboard to take notes. Soojin can't stop laughing, how can someone be this powerless against her? It's not like she's the strong twin.
"Oh look at me I scare 'the best doctors' in Seoul!" Soojin laughs, her vocal cords stretching from the dryness.
After a couple of minutes of non stop laughing backup doctors arrive with the sedation shots. She is help down while they gently pierce her skin with the shot.
She mights the drugs but it's no use, her head falls forwards as her body goes limp in the stray jacket.
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Changbin's room:
"Yeonjun... when do I get to see Channie?" Changbin whispers softly, holding a pillow. "Around 6 more days Changbin." Yeonjun smiles as he finishes writing his notes for the day.
"How is Soojin doing?" Changbin tilts his head. "She's doing just fine." Yeonjun smiles, no hint of lying in his voice.
He was informed about the sedation but he doesn't want to worry Changbin.
"Do you have anything you want to do today Changbin?" Yeonjun asks. "I was wondering if I could rest, I need to get used to my room." Changbin smiles sweetly.
"Of course." Yeonjun checks the room for anything that he could hurt himself with before it's all clear and he leaves.
Changbin sits on his bed with his back on the wall. "I miss you Channie hyung." Changbin whispers, a tear falling down his face.
"I just want you to hold me and tell me I'll be back soon." He whispers, wiping his eyes. "I just need you." His voice is muffled and soft as he cries.
He closes his eyes and presses his face against his knees. As he cries he feels something tap his shoulder. When he opens his eyes he sees Chan, smiling and rubbing his back.
"Channie?" Changbin whispers, holding Chan in his arms. "How did you get in here?" Changbin asks. Chan just continues to smile softly, not giving him a verbal answer.
"I understand, the drive was probably tiring." He whispers, curling up on Chan's lap. "I'm gonna take a nap, wake me if you need me." He whispers.
Chan nods and gently strokes Changbin's hair as his eyes grow heavy with sleep.
The thing Changbin doesn't know is that he's hugging a pillow, not his doctor. The hands he felt were just an episode of separation anxiety mixed with schizophrenia.
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As Soojin wakes up she's in a stray jacket again, her hair is braided and she's wearing compression socks.
She shakes off her tiredness so she can look around the room. It's padded walls with an all white color. There is a small window on the door so she can talk to her doctor.
