"Good morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" The kind elderly nurse asks me as she opens my curtains letting in the morning sunlight. I flinch from the sudden brightness and force my body up off the bed. The nurse hands me my usual nutrient smoothie and I sip it without comment.
"Jin, honey, time to take your meds and shower, ok?" She takes my hand and leads me out into the open common room where all the other young patients are now being let in to play or watch tv. The nurse-the same one who's taken care of me my entire time here-hands me a cup with nasty syrupy medicine and I drink it quickly, grimacing while she shoves a bottle of water in my hand.
I gulp the water thankfully before walking over to sit with my only friend. His name's Jimin. I don't know his last name and neither does he. He was moved into my ward four years ago because of some kind of tragic accident that hurt his brain somehow. He's much older than most kids here but-like me-he acts very young like them so they play with us, plus he's really short and cute so everyone adores him-even the younger children.
"Jinnie!" He smiles brightly and takes my hand. I lace our fingers together while he flips through channels on the tv. He stops at gravity falls and we enjoy the show together.
I study the other kids silently wondering why they ended up here. Stupid to wonder, though, considering I don't even know how I ended up here. Just woke up here one day and no one could explain to me why. Or maybe they did and I refused to understand.
They told me I had an eomma and appa but they had to go to heaven and leave me behind. I remember I cried for days until they had to sedate me and tube feed me nutrients. I couldn't eat after that which is why I only drink nutrient smoothies. Anything else I throw up immediately.
Because of this fact I'm pretty skinny. I'm not too tall but much taller than Jimin so I guess that's good. I love to tease him over his height until he gets mad and hits me or begins to cry. When that happens the nurses get angry and tell me to act my age. I don't know what that means, though.
Jimin and I are both 10 years old but whenever I state this fact proudly they shake their heads sadly and walk away. Whatever. Jimin and I are happy and I plan to be here with him forever.
"Jinnie...lets go explore!" He whispers excitedly while I roll my eyes.
"You got me in so much trouble last time! I don't want to go back to isolation." I cross my arms and pout. He scoffs and hits my arm.
"We won't get caught this time, promise!" He swears and stands to scope out the area. I force back a smile and follow his lead until he end up down a narrow hallway passed out rooms to a small staircase that leads to other floors of the hospital.
Jimin pushes open the door and decides to go down. I quietly follow him but begin to feel uneasy as voices become clearer.
"Welcome, Dr. Kim. We're very happy to have you here working with our most special case children." A woman gushes out and we both smirk. Even to a kid we can tell she's flirting.
"Jin! Do you think he'll work with us?" He whispers.
I shrug. "Maybe. I'm sure he'll work with you because you're extra special!" I tease and he flushes with indignation before pushing me. I almost lose my balance and trip down the stairs But Jimin catches me before I fall. I glare at him angrily for scaring me and almost hurting me.
"That was mean!" I grouch.
"You still love me!" He gives a large eye smile and I have to fight back my own. He's so cute! Not that I like him or anything. I'm a boy...but sometimes Jimin looks like a little girl. But I don't like girls either. Girls are gross and have germs.
"...well I'll let you get settled in before your first patient. I hope you'll grow to love him as much as we do. His name is Kim Seokjin. Sweetest little boy." She coos and I roll my eyes. Ew. Jimin shudders and mocks me by giving me annoying kissy faces.
Realizing she's about to enter the door, we run back upstairs and back to the couch to watch tv. Gravity falls has went off and now teen titans are on. We settle back and I finish my smoothie, snuggling with my best friend on the couch. Content and safe, already forgetting about my new doctor.
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Crazy Baby
FanfictionKim Seokjin has lived practically his entire young life in the psych ward. Although he's a 25 year old man, he lives the life of a mentally 10 year old boy. He suffers from a serious form of child regression and because of a traumatizing accident wh...