Conflicted (Kim Hyun Joong ft. SHINee Taemin)

♫ Chapter 20: Brain Medicine

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Hyung - what a boy refers to an older boy like an older brother, or an actual older brother

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CHAPTER 20: BRAIN MEDICINE

I watched the stranger's backside - now identified as Kim Hyun Joong's - walk out the door and close behind him. I exhaled deeply slipping back into the warmth of my blankets resting my head on the pillow. This was all too much to handle... I felt curious, who was this Kim Hyun Joong person to me?

My iPhone laid next to me on the bed side table and I grabbed it. Flicking through my camera roll, I figured if I knew this person I would have photos if them but it seemed there was no trance of Kim Hyun Joong. Defeated, I placed my phone back where it was and stared at the ceiling decorated with Disney character stickers. The smell of ill people wafted into my room and sickened me - I hated hospitals, they reeked of death and grief. It made me feel unhappy.

The door made a creaking sound when it opened which startled me and I instantly sat up straight. The person who entered wasn't the stranger but Taemin. His hair was messier than usual and instead of going for his fashionable look, it looked like he threw on the first thing he could find - jeans and a scoop neck top. Relief washed over me - I didn't want to talk with that person again.

"Hey, Seo," he gave me a heart warming smiling as he sat down in the seat beside my hospital bed, "how are you feeling?"

I could just faintly see the dark bags under his eyes from little to none sleep - why was that? Was it me? Was I keeping everyone up making them worried?

"Better, my headache has subsided." And so had the problem, Kim Hyun Joong, I thought to myself.

"That's good..." he trailed off as he looked towards the ground, a faint smile played on his dry and cracked lips. We fell into a comfortable silence, neither of us wanted to break but he eventually did.

"So," he took a big swallow, "You really don't remember... anything about hyung?"

I closed my eyes and sighed - what did it matter if I couldn't remember this person? I shook my head restraining the anger I wanted to unleash but that wouldn't be fair on Taemin. He sighed and played with the silver ring on his index finger sliding it up and down.

"You know, hyung had been waiting here by your bed all night and day until you woke. He was very distressed, more than the rest of us," as he said that my eyes widen. A stranger that I didn't even have a connection too was worried? Everything just didn't make sense anymore. I just stared into the empty space confused, frustrated and... slightly sad?

"Well, I better go. You're being released tomorrow so you have to stay here another night," he stood up and brushed himself off. Taemin trailed his fingers along my bed barriers and walked out of the room. Why did it matter so much to people that I needed to remember this one person?

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Finally... I thought as I laid in the comfort of my own bed sheets. The coolness of the quilts and pillow made me feel at home. After another night in that hospital my back and neck were permanently sore. Unfortunately, I still had this stupid, bulky cast on my leg. I stuffed my face into the pillow surrounding myself in the silkiness. My eyes felt heavy and after a restless night I needed a nap.