Ana's POV -
I halted his wheelchair as soon as we reached the bathroom.
He glanced around, taking in the space as if it were unfamiliar to him after such a long absence. I noticed a soft sigh escape his lips.
"You know, I really don't have the energy for these little things," he murmured.
"That was before I arrived. But now that I'm here, you need to tackle these tasks."
"Alright, but honestly, you're quite persistent," he replied with a gentle sigh.
"Absolutely. And just so you know, I can be quite strict, alright?" I said playfully, adopting a mock-serious tone.
"Oh, I've picked up on that," he said calmly, a faint smile beginning to appear.
"But it's nice to have someone who cares and wants to help me, even when I can be a handful."
"You're not a handful. You just require a different approach. Now, let's get on with it."
"If you say so. I can manage the shower on my own,"
he insisted, perhaps seeking a bit of privacy.
I chuckled nervously and nodded.
"Of course, but are you really sure? I can always call one of your aides if you'd prefer."
"I've done it before; I can handle it."
I smiled, handing him his toothbrush.
"That's good to hear. I'll be just outside, so call me if you need anything, alright?"
He accepted the toothbrush, nodding slightly.
"I'll be fine."
I nodded back and stepped out of the bathroom, returning to his room and standing by the window. As I stood there, I couldn't help but ponder his tendency to try to do everything on his own, avoiding what he couldn't manage while never asking for help. I found myself curious about why he was like that. My thoughts were interrupted by a faint sound from the bathroom, prompting me to approach the door.
"Mr. Min, are you alright in there?"
I asked, a hint of concern in my voice.
"I'm fine. You can come in."
I opened the bathroom door and stepped inside, smiling at the sight of him looking fresh and clean.
"See? You look revitalized now. How do you feel?"
"Hmm... I must admit, I do feel more refreshed and less fatigued."
I grinned and gave a nod.
"You should make this a daily habit. I bet you'll start to feel both energized and at peace."
"I suppose you have a point, It really does lift my spirits."
I nodded and led him back to his room.
"Thank you,"
he murmured, his gaze fixed on me.
I chuckled softly.
"I hardly did anything; you accomplished it all on your own. No need for thanks, alright?"
"True, but you were the one who pushed me to go for it. I probably wouldn't have even attempted it without your determination."
He replied with a faint smile.
"I guess I'm more stubborn than you then."
"Definitely more stubborn than I am, But I appreciate it; it's nice to have someone who nudges me to tackle the things I need to do, even if I'm reluctant."
I beamed and nodded.
"Thanks for listening to me."
"Hmm... just don't get too comfortable with that. I'm not a fan of being bossed around,"
he said with a serious tone, still a bit grumpy and obstinate.
YOU ARE READING
Melody of Hope
Algemene FictieMin Yoongi is a man in a wheelchair due to an accident. He is cold, stubborn, and grumpy, feeling hopeless because everyone, including his parents, has left him. However, a new caretaker enters his life. Can she restore his hope and trust in others...
