Run In

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//Yoongi's POV//

I looked at my hospital room.
My mom had sent someone over to give me something new to wear,
Since she couldn't take off.

I wore my gray hoodie from before over the clothes. My jeans were black and ripped, my shoes just being plain black converse.

I was waiting to sign my discharge papers.

I hope Y/N isn't too tired..

Maybe I should reschedule it for another day.

I'll ask her when I see her.

I put the paper gown I wore in on the trash and exited the room.

I sat in the waiting room.

This hospital is very slow paced, but I guess that's okay.

As long as Y/N isn't overworked.

I pulled out my phone, seeing if I got anything new.

Seokjin: Hoseok and I are really sorry.
Can we talk?

Seokjin...now isn't the time.

The pain is still fresh.

I can still feel the hurt in my chest.

I know that I'm a person to hold grudges...they are my friends though.

Maybe I should look through their eyes at the situation..

No..they left me..

They will have to wait til I'm willing to forgive.

//Y/N' s POV//

I clocked out and grabbed my bag to leave.

I walked out to the waiting room.

Oh that's right, Yoongi was gonna treat me.

I looked around the room and spotted him sitting in the corner.

I walked slowly up to him, he seemed to be spaced out.

I waved my hand to get his attention.

"Yoongi?" I whispered, not to startle him.

He jumped a little and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, Y/N.. hey, I was gonna ask you if you wanted to reschedule." He stood, towering over me.

I never realized how tall he was. He was always in the bed.

I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Oh, d-did something come u-up?" I asked taking a small step back.

He tilted his head slightly but continued on the conversation.

"Uh, no. It's just I thought since you just did a 12 hour shift, you'd want to rest." He stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, yeah. I am pretty tired. Maybe tomorrow or friday? I'm off then." I scratched the back of my head.

He nodded.

I turned to leave, but he caught my wrist at the last second.

"Well I need your number so I can text you the details." He said with a rasp at the end.

My eyes widen, and I take out my phone, exchanging phones with each other.

He put his number in and handed it back to me.

I looked at it.

He set his name to something..

Suga🎶

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