Yoon
I was in my way to Jungkook's room. It's been 3 days he's in there and I'm sad because I had no one to talk or play to. He need to get a lot of rest though. Aigoo.
On my half way there, I saw the doctor that treated Jungkook. My face then crept with a wide smile.
"Oh, doctor!"
I called. She turned around. She smile as soon as she saw me rushing towards her. I bowed at her politely.
"Yes, Kim Yoon-ssi? Is there anything I can help you?"
I smiled and waved my palm to her, shaking my head. I catch my breath for a little while before I continue.
"I just wanna ask, when will Jungkook discharged? It saddens me to see him in that bed."
I pout my lips a little. She sighed a little and pat my shoulder.
"You sure is a good friend. He'll be discharged tomorrow. But he need to come here often to do his chemotherapy."
I set a faint smile on my lips and bowed at her.
"Thank you, doc. I'll get going first."
She nodded and left me in the hallway alone. I sighed and look at the plastics that I was holding. It was full of our favourite foods though.
Jungkook-ah, you need to recover no matter what.
I took a deep breath and turn around to head to Jungkook's ward. Smile, Yoon. Don't let him see your sad face. You're a loser if you did that. I bit my lower lip and open the door widely. I saw him looking at my way in shock, eyes widened.
"Did I put you in shock? Yah! Your wife is here, bastard! With foods, of course!"
I exclaimed in happiness. Well, you can say that I'm actually faking it but not really. I'm happy because he'll be discharged tomorrow. I saw him flashing a cheeky smile to me and was about to get up from his bed but I stopped him.
"Don't get up! I'm going there."
He just smile and sit back on the bed. Then he spread his arms widely, expecting a bear hug from me. Awh, this buddy.
"Come here, wifey! I miss you!"
Ah, so cute~ I can't handle him. I shut the door. Look at those pouty lips. Awh~ I rushed toward him and hug him.
"Aigoo, aigoo. He miss me. Awh~"
I teased. His arms that were securely wrapped around my waist made me feel warm all of sudden. Does sick people always gives out warm vibes or what? I broke the hug and look at him.
"What do you want to eat?"
He shook his head and pout his lips even more. I give him an odd look, raising my right brow.
"I just want you."
I made a lame face to him and rolled my eyes. He casually chuckled at me and unwrapped his arms from my waist.
"Yeah, whatever. Let's eat. I'm hungry."
I placed the plastics on the table and rummage through it to find a bread for him. He loves breads though.
"Did you skipped school?"
I look at him with a frown on my face and let out a sarcastic chuckle.
"It's Sunday, brat. Who goes to school on Sunday?"
I rolled my eyes and took out a bread from the plastic. Chocolate. Heart eyes. I then throw to him. He gladly take it and tore the cover. I took out an apple and eat it. Ah~ why so delicious, huh? I danced a little to the taste.
