Chapter 11
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Y/N
You woke up to someone shaking you awake. It was Iseul.
"Unnie!" you yelped in sudden.
"Why are you suddenly calling me unnie now?" Iseul asked in confusion.
"Uh... I just think it's right. Any who! I heard so much from you and Taehyung sunbaenim today. He told me how his past was related to Yoongi. And it all connects now. It all connects and I understand. But... but why didn't you guys tell me anything back when we were all in med. school?"
Iseul smiled pitifully, "Because you weren't ready back then. We didn't want to put a burden on you."
"But... I could've helped." You let out whimpers as you started to tear up on the couch in your office that you shared with Iseul.
"So you know that Taehyung has only so little time left." She muttered while pulling you into an embrace.
You nodded while placing your head on her shoulder and crying silently.
"You know it's more relieving when you bawl and spill your heart out." She patted your back and drew circles, comforting you.
"I'm not in the mood for that." You said through sniffs.
That was a total lie.
After several minutes, you stopped crying and got up. You thanked Iseul and left to go check on your patient.
You checked the bathroom mirror just in case you looked like a mess, in which you did.
Maybe Suga could comfort me. He's great at that.
You sighed while walking out of the bathroom and fixing your hair.
You wiped your eyes and cheeks, removing the tear stained marks and heading down the hallway to his room.
When you slid it open, the setting sunlight vibrantly lit up his room. You looked at his figure looking out at the window with headphones on.
You quietly walked over, talking off his headphones, making him turn to you in an annoyed way.
"Next time doctor, don't disturb me." He said coldly.
It seemed as if music was one thing that he held dearly on to.
As he was about to put his headphones back on, he realized the state you were in.
"What's wrong Y/N? You're in such a bad condition. What happened?" You widened your eyes in surprise as he had seen right through you although you had tired your best to cover it up.
You tried to plaster on a fake smile, fake happiness, but it always seemed like Suga was able to read right through you.
"Mm how're you able to tell so easily?" A faint whimper escapes your mouth.
"Because you're just that obvious. You're as clear as glass idiot." He took your hand and made you sit at the edge of his bed.
"But... I always try my best to hide it. Hide my sorrow, hide my pain, hide my problems. I always try my best... yet why can nothing be accomplished?" A tear escaped your eye as you were about to quickly wipe it when Suga instead did it for you, cupping your left cheek gently.
"You honestly look so ugly when you cry Y/N. So please don't cry... for me. You're hurting your pretty little face when you do, and it's also hurting me." He softly spoke as you stared at him with widened eyes.
He smiled and you softly let out a giggle seeing him.
"And don't laugh with it. It makes you even more uglier." You frowned and hit his chest hard as the impact made him fall back in his sitting position.
He laughed, making you laugh too.
"You know. You're a professional in comforting me. You always end up making me feel better at the end." You smiled cheekily as he pinged your nose. "It seems like you're the doctor here."
"That's just how much you need me in your life. How would you ever live without this lump of Sugar by your side?" He squished your cheeks and shook them in his grasp.
You smacked his hands, signaling for him to let go in which he did.
He just stared at you with his dreamy eyes, which seemed to have pierced your heart.
In a quick sweep, you jumped right into him, tightly hugging him. You leaned on his chest and snaked your hands to his back, grasping his shirt tightly, as he didn't move in surprise.
Slowly, he smiled warmly and wrapped his hands around your body, patting your hair.
"I really can't do much without you, you useless lump of sugar."
"Then I'm not so useless."
You jabbed his side as he chuckled.
"So do you mind me asking, why are you in such a horrible condition today?"

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