the good doctor ¤ kim seokjin

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I must have looked weird, a pile of sticks on the table that looked like a game of pick up sticks. As I sat quietly trying to not cause anymore ruckus, the auntie came over and brought me more food. I chomped on the fish and was startled when Dr. Kim sat across from me, he looked frazzled and slightly angry.

"You weren't kidding, you really are weird."

I just nodded and began to feel self-conscious. He picked up a fish cake and began to munch a little, his phone binged.

"Were you working?"

"I was headed home, but it seems you need a shoulder."

"I just needed some air, you're the only person I can talk to."

He reached over to me and took my hand in his, he smiled lightly and stood up taking me with him. I paid the Auntie and he took me to his car, even opening the door for me. I sat down and buckled myself in, I began to feel anxious.

"Where do you stay, your dorm?" He put the car into drive.

I shook my head and he let out a sigh, we didn't communicate until we pulled up to an expensive apartment. I pushed my face almost against the glass as we entered the underground parking lot, some of the cars parked in there made my eyes pop out. When we parked he reached over and unbuckled me and motioned me to get out.

"You can stay here for a little until you decide you are ready."