MY DOCTOR (CHANYEOL AMBW)

CHAPTER 17: CALM DOWN LIL BRO

Mikayla POV:

"Who is he?" I ask Jung whilst watching the mysterious man walk towards the lifts.

"Someone you don't need to know" he says before walking away in the opposite direction. The guy said a hyung of his had an operation, Chanyeol had an operation today. Coincidence? Wait but that means he is an EXO member but I would recognise any EXO member therefore it is someone else, possible another idol. So does that mean Jung is related to an idol or just close friends? I dunno anymore. "Stop stressing yourself and lets get the fuck outta here" he turns around after realising that I was not following him.

But seriously who is that guy?

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3 days later....

Today is the day that I get to discharge Chanyeol's sorry ass and hopefully never see him again. I'm only going to work to discharge him and hopefully that won't take time because I need to go to the studio today and do the recording for the show. I woke up at 6am again and yes I'm still staying at Jung's house but only so that I can go for a jog and hopefully bump into that man again. Even though Jung instructed me to mind my own business, I'm feeling quite nosy nowadays. I put on one of his shirts and some leggings then I walk out of the spare room but only for me to be stopped by a shirtless Jung in basketball shorts. Wait are those my shorts?

"Where do you think your going?" He says blocking my way, making me roll my eyes at him. Why is he always up when I'm up? Does he have a camera in my room or something?

"For a jog"

"What so you can get your bracelet stuck on random shitbags jumpers?" He asks whilst leaning on the door frame.

"But he is not a random shitbag is he now?" I cross my arms making him scoff, "anyways I just wanna lose some weight" I say before pushing him aside so that I can get hold of my running shoes but of course he grabs my arm and swings me aside. Damn whenever I am with this guy I feel like I can fly.

"Why? So that you will look less of a hoe?" He remarks whilst placing my shoes on a high shelf so that I can't reach, "you should know this by now, Koreans like em thick" he winks making me laugh.

"What so you em thick huh?" I say whilst slowly lifting my shirt up making him cover his eyes. Wow he innocent.

"No, I said Koreans I am not a Korean"

"Then what are yo-"

He grabs me by the wrist then pulls me in, "I am Korea bitch" he smirks, I untangle myself from him.

"Fine imma change and why the hell are you wearing my shorts?" I shout whilst walking back into the guest room.

"Hoe, you're wearing my shirt" he responds making me roll my eyes, well I guess we share clothes now. Nice. Talking about clothes, today is my last day to see Chanyeol which means I gotta look bomb. I open my bag and take out a pair of black skinny high waist jeans and a white thin strapped blouse, I quickly put them on then tie up my hair in a tight ass ponytail. Yep I look good and I haven't even put on makeup, the perks of growing old gracefully.

"J oppa I'm ready" I step out of the room and walk towards him making him stare at me then shrug his shoulders.

"Well at least you expressing your hoeness" he remarks.

"Hey I have the show today remember so I gotta look good" I try and come up with an excuse for the reason why I put so much effort.

"Yeah sure, anyways who is your guest" he asks.