the good doctor ¤ kim seokjin

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"Doctor Kim is gay!"

I almost spat out my water as the first nurse whipped her head towards me, she grabbed a few napkins to wipe up the mess but all she got was my notebook with angry words on it.

"Get out right now!"

The nurse bowed and quickly pulled the other out with her, I fumed in my anger and clicked on the television to hopefully find something interesting to watch. I felt my heart twang in pain as in bold letters across the screen advertised; FACE4'S MAKNAE TO DROP OUT OF GROUP! IS HE STILL ALIVE?

"Well fuck, you weren't supposed to see that." My manager panted between words as he leaned against my bed.

"What do they mean, dropping out? I'm not dying or anything!"

"There was a leak from the hospital saying you wouldn't speak again, which is bogus! I checked with that good doctor there, Dr. Kim."

I began to panic pushing the nurse button several times a second, my manager struggled to get it out of my hands. I began to spam his inbox telling him to come see me, nurses, out of breath came into the room to see that I was fine.

"I-i need Dr. K-kim." My voice wretched out of my throat, causing some to slightly flinch.

The loudspeakers switched on and they paged the doctor, the heart rate monitor was racing with loud beeps and I was on the verge of hulking out.

Out of breath, his glasses on top of his head he tried to catch his breath before coming to my side. "What's the matter, Jung?"

"I-i missed you-u..." the pain in my throat hurt more than being burned.