part 23

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"Ah, Jungkook! How is your day going so far?" Sohee asked, nearly colliding with the man as he turned the corner to follow Taehyung.

"It's going fine, thank you," he said distractedly, looking over her shoulder as Taehyung rounded another corner and left his line of vision. Looking at the woman, he smiled, asking, "how is your day going?"

"It's going pretty well, thank you," she replied, patting his shoulder. "Did I interrupt anything?"

"Taehyung left the room before his physio was over so I was worried," Jungkook began, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "I wanted to make sure he was okay, so I was following him. But it's alright, I think I know where he went."

"If you ever need a moment to talk with him away from the looming presence of staff, I recommend the courtyard," Sohee suggested, "it's on the edge of the property and it's unfinished, but it has the potential to be beautiful and the area is quite peaceful."

"I'll take a look," Jungkook began, "I had no idea there was anything like that outside. I was told there was a garden but it's just a small lawn," he laughed. "Maybe it should be brought up, the desire to do something nicer with the place."

"I'll keep it in mind," Sohee commented before pointing towards the opposite direction. "I've got a patient to see, but good luck with Taehyung."

"Thanks," Jungkook said with a smile, heading towards the direction the patient had gone off to.

When he arrived in front of Taehyung's room, he saw him curled up under the covers, wrapped in the blanket Jungkook had bought for him, large eyes peering out from a curtain of dark hair.

"You left," the resident stated. "Why?"

With a hand barely coming out from under the blanket, he offered his notebook to Jungkook. The resident took it, looking at him with concern in his eyes. "I just want to know first, are you alright? In any pain?"

Taehyung shook his head, pulling the covers up to his chin once more.

"Okay."

Jungkook opened the book, flipping through to find where the patient had written anything new. When he reached the page Taehyung scrawled his questions for him on, he smiled at the arrow instructing him to turn the page over.

Tobacco reminds me of my aunt, she smoked a lot.

Chanel No. 5 reminds me of my mom, she wore it and the smell stuck to everything. It makes me sad, but I'm nose-blind to it now and don't remember it. I just know I don't want to smell it.

Lemon reminds me of the group home I lived in, it was the smell of the cleaning products used and it was horrible, gave me a headache and makes my head hurt just to think of it.

Something I haven't told anyone? There's a lot. There's actually more I haven't told than have told. Dr. Lim asks me questions, like if I have any goals for the future or if I want to have a relationship or do any sort of work in particular. I'll tell you! I never had goals, since I never had a future and I didn't want one anyway. I've never been in a relationship and don't think I will be in one since I'm nothing but a waste of space with nothing to offer anybody. I don't know about work, I've never done anything I like except painting.

Besides being a doctor, do you have any future goals? Do you want to be in a relationship?

I wouldn't want to be close to anyone but you, Dr. Jeon Jungkookie. ♡

I was thinking about places you and me can go. You mentioned things like pumpkin patches and street fairs. I remember when I was in my second foster home they had pumpkins that they carved faces on for Halloween. If it's allowed, can I do something like that? I won't intentionally cut myself. Promise. I want to do the street fair, even if I don't like being around people much. I can't walk far, though, so I need to work harder. How can we go if I can't walk? Museums, too, they're big I think. I want to eat more good foods with you. I don't have any money but a year ago Dr. Lim told me I could earn an allowance if I did things for him. I wasn't interested but if there's a way to get money for us to buy pumpkins and cakes and I just realized I don't know what there is to do at a street fair

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