A Madhouse diary - straykids fanfiction

★Entry5

Entry no. 5
Nam y/n
05/01/0000

A small scoff left your lips "Why do you look like you started a fight and lost?" You questioned as you noticed quokka man sitted on one of the infirmary beds with a bruised cheek and forming bruise ring around his eye.

He glared at you before letting out a bitter chuckle, you had never heard anything attractive coming out of him with his spoiled Sephora 12 year old whiny girl persona so having him let out a different kind of sound that you most definitely thought he was incapable of releasing kind of felt... Nice.

Anyway—

"Cause I started a fight and lost." Dead panned the male who looked just about done with the conversation when it just started "how does one start a fight then proceed to lose  said fight? " you said with a small amused smirk sitting on the side chairs beside the bed ignoring how adorable Jisung looked swinging his legs off the bed in a gentle repetitive motion   

"How does one lose?" He repeated the question rhetorically and you shrugged with a small smile "I don't know, skill issue?"

"Ya!" He jumped off the bed making a punch motion towards but failed to land properly causing him to fall face first on the cold tiled floor with a pained wince.

"Yeah, definitely a skill issue." You chuckled and he looked up at you from his falling position with a frown "cute." You commented causing quokka to stand up to pull a hurricane Milton on you.

"Excuse me?, cute? Cute!?, I am not cute, I am a grown as man , how the fuck am I cute , how dare you call me cute , do I look like a little boy to you , seriously what the actual fuck?!" He damaged his vocal chords in order to blow the fuse in your ear drums.

"Sit your 2incher ass down before you embrass yourself further cause as far as I know I've got balls bigger than the circumference of those cheeks so lose the audacity,  mature Like the man you claim to be and use what we call a fucking inside voice." You said glaring the older male who shut up and sat down with a small pouty frown.

"Why are you here anyway?" Jisung mumbled and you shrugged in response "I just remembered I have free will and can be anywhere I want within these chalky walls that cage us."

"The fuck-"

"Language please son, you're too young to know words like that"

"Bro like seriously"

"We don't want you corrupting that empty space up there"

"How does Seungmin deal with you. Wtf" he said shaking his head and leaving the room.

Side entry²
Jeung Yeonjun
05/01/0000

Dr. Jeung let out a tired sigh as he removed his white coat, exhausted and ready to leave for the day when he heard the sound of his door lovking, which was odd because his key card was on the table infront of him, no one else had it and no one could get in or out without it.

He turned around and didn't see anyone before going to inspect the door. "Aish." He cussed under his breath when realising that he  wasted precious second being paranoid over nothing. Working with people with declining mentality networks was taking a toll on him after all.