the good doctor ¤ kim seokjin

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"You want me to be your girlfriend, but you tell me my love isn't real?" I scoffed at him. 

You could tell he regretted what he said, he seemed determined still. He sat on the bed and patted next to him, I hesitated but sat down too. He looked at my face, his hand caressed my cheek that sent chills down my spine.

"I'll give you everything you want, houses, cars, money. Anything you want!"

"What I want is you to love me back, Jin." I could feel my heart begin to race.

"Is that all?" He looked perplexed. "I'll try, but no promises. We need to make it believable, for my dad." 

"Why?" I stood up again, facing away from him. "What's our story?"

Our story would be this;

He met me as a patient almost a year ago, we hit it up and after I was released we kept bumping into each other. He confessed first, asked me out and always took good care of me. 

"Technically that is wrong, but I'll try to remember." I sighed. I didn't think I would be with the person I like, in a contract.

"I would love to have more clothes though, I've been wearing your hand me downs." 

"Deal, we'll go in an hour. Get ready Himi, I'm coming at you."

"You're a dork."