No More Bad Dreams (BTS Jin fanfic) [ENG]

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Jin POV

The nearest free date for an appointment to my orthopedist was for 6 months. So I think that the doctor used his authority, he got it in November. While sitting in waiting room, reading the news from the world of K-pop, I'm waiting when nurse will call me.

So many new groups debut, I wish them luck. The BTS is in most articles, I am proud of them.

- Mr. Kim. - I hear a woman's voice.

- Yes. - Raise at her.

- Please come in. - she says with a smile and opens the door to the office.

I enter the room. I was greeted by pleasant, smiling doctor's face. He seriously likes me. I sit in the chair opposite his desk.

- I already wrote a referral for testing. We'll make MR of knee, muscle's EMG and bone's X-ray of the lower leg and ankle.

- So much of it. - I say a little scared by vision of waiting in three lines.

- Relax. I pulled some strings and gets you no queues. I want to heal you quickly.

I felt a warm feeling in my heart. The stranger cares of me so much. For already long ago no one cares of me as he does. The doctor is definitely not a standard healthcare worker.

- Thank you very much. I do not know how to thank you for your concern.

- You do not have to thank me. It's my job. You're in the age of my son. I feel strange duty to look after you.

The man gave me a sincere smile. Dude, get a grip. You can not cry here.

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As the doctor said, within two weeks I had done and described all the research. Again, I'm waiting to see the doctor. This time stressed as hell, I do not know what I'll hear. Is there an improvement, or they want to cut off my leg.

After some 30 minutes of nervous nail biting, I was summoned to the office. I was greeted by a friendly smile of a man, now even more cheerful than before.

- Sit down. - He says.

- How the results? - I ask, once I sit.

- I must say I'm surprised. - He says without looking at me.

- Something's wrong? – I tensed even more.

- On the contrary. Your leg is in great condition. Rehabilitation strengthened muscles. Calcium, which you were taking nourished bones.

I not quite understand what the doctor said to me. My leg is healthy? But how? After hundreds of screws to hold it together.

- I can not believe it. - I whispered.

- Honestly I cannot too. But I am delighted of this turn of events. I know your story, and I know that the dance was important to you.

Dance? I looked at him questioningly. The man only smiled.

- At first it may be hard to do you any complicated movements, but there is a chance that slowly you go back to full fitness. - Continued the doctor when I did not answer.

- I'll be able to dance? - I asked to confirm whether I understood it right.

- You already can, but with some limitations. And with time they disappear.

I fell hard on the back of a chair. I do not know exactly what I feel. The joy that I will be able to dance again and return to the BTS. Or it's sadness at the thought of departure and separation from Wiki? I do not expect that my leg will be healthy ever again. I come to terms with my miserable condition.

- I see that you are in a small shock. - Said the doctor again, because I said nothing further.

- A little bit. - I said - I did not think I had second chance. I thought that the leg has gone long ago.

- Since you started to take care of yourself, your health improved a lot. Positive thinking, also has a stake in this. It seems that you should thank a particular person.

- I've done it many times, but I definitely will do it again.

- In that case, my part is done. I wish you health and invite you to check-up for a while, or until, God forbid, something would happen.

The man got up from his swivel chair and came around the desk. He stood beside me with outstretched hand. Also, I got up and gave him trembling from the excess of emotion hand. I felt I was going to cry. This time, did not even holding back and soon first tears of joy ran down my cheeks. Seeing this, the doctor hugged me and patted me on the back reassuringly.

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I returned home all happy. I smiled from ear to ear, and sometimes doing jumps. People looked at me like I was crazy. Actually I was, with happiness. I decided to celebrate the good news. Therefore, the way I equipped the three four-packs of beer that was going to drink together with the boys. I would like tell this to Wiki, but she went back home for a weekend and I do not want to disturb her. We will celebrate this later in some way.

I went home laden with nets of liquor. The guys sat and were talking about something in the kitchen.

- I'm home. - I said.

Jackson came out of the kitchen and immediately noticed my good mood.

- Something good happy? - He asked.

- A lot of good things, we have to celebrate, happened today.- I raised bags with shopping and winked to him.

- No man, that I understand! - He shouted and whistled, and his eyes lit up with satisfaction - Maciek, take the chips from the cabinet. We have party to do. Boy looked out from kitchen. When he looked at the beer he did not ask unnecessary questions. He disappeared back into the room and could hear pulls out a bowl and packages of chips from cabinets. After 10 minutes of preparation, we sat in my room. I told the guys about my visit to the doctor, and about the fact that I'm almost healthy. They rejoiced with me. The first beer cans emptied very quickly. We make toast after toast. For my health, then each of the boys. Happiness in relationships. We drank for everything. At one point, Jackson, already drunk, asked about the future of mine and Wiki. I answered only with shrug. I was not able to think about it now. We were completely drunk and fell asleep as we sat, all in my room. I and Jackson on my bed, and Maciek on the floor. Or he just he feel during the night. In the morning killing hangover caught us. We stay the whole day in bed with a bottle of water at hand. No more drinking. Or only for some time.