Secret Love

22| responsible

Without informing anyone about his appointment, Jisung slipped out of the house and made his way to the hospital, opting to keep his plans private. He knew that if he confided in Felix, his friend would insist on accompanying him, not because Jisung didn't value his company, but because he sometimes felt the need to shoulder his responsibilities alone. Felix had been a constant presence in his life since the day they met, and even more so after Jisung's health issues came to light. They would regularly check in on him, inviting him over or visiting him at his home.

As Jisung entered the hospital, he collided with a young man exiting one of the rooms. The man's papers scattered to the floor, and Jisung swiftly apologized, bending down to gather the scattered documents. He stood up, handing the papers back to the man with a polite bow. "I'm so sorry about that," he said, his eyes locked on the man's, conveying genuine remorse.

The man smiled warmly, waving his hand in a dismissive gesture. "No need to apologize, it's fine. These things happen," he replied, his tone friendly and reassuring.

Jisung returned the smile, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "I wasn't watching where I was going either," he said, sharing the blame.

"Luckily, no one got hurt." The man chuckled, nodding in agreement, and the two exchanged a brief, cordial smile before parting ways, each continuing on their separate paths.

As Jisung exited the hospital, he took a left turn, only to find himself face-to-face with a familiar figure - the same guy he had collided with just thirty minutes prior. Both men stood there, momentarily perplexed, before the guy's face lit up with recognition.

"Sorry again!" he exclaimed, before his eyes narrowed in surprise. "Wait a minute, you're the same guy I bumped into earlier, aren't you?" He asked, his finger pointing upwards in accusation. Jisung nodded sheepishly, a hint of embarrassment dancing on his lips. "Yes, that was me," he admitted, chuckling awkwardly.

The guy burst out laughing, the sound echoing through the hallway. "This is hilarious! We've met twice in just an hour!" He exclaimed, clearly amused by the coincidence. Jisung smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I guess that's what happens when you're in the same building," he replied, his voice laced with humor.

The guy's curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, "Are you here alone?" Jisung nodded, his expression neutral. "Yes, I came by myself. How about you?" The guy's face softened, and he replied, "I'm actually here with my girlfriend. She's still with the doctor." Jisung's response was a simple "Oh," but his eyes betrayed a flicker of interest.

The guy pressed on, asking, "Do you come here often, or is this just a one-time visit?" His eyes sparkled with curiosity, and Jisung found himself drawn into the conversation, his initial awkwardness slowly dissipating.

Jisung almost frowned, "No, I'm sorry. But like, I just want to know if you come here often, then we might see each other again. You seem like a friendly person, so I thought we could talk again, you know, just randomly?" The guy awkwardly laughed.

Jisung replied, "Sure thing, if we'll meet again. But unfortunately, I don't often visit the hospital." ,

"Oh, it's okay, never mind," the guy said. "Hopefully, we'll meet again some other day then." , "Hopefully," Jisung replied with a bright smile.

Before they left, the guy stopped for a second and turned back to Jisung.

"You know, you're really cute," the guy said with friendly chuckles. Jisung laughed at that statement and uttered a thanks.