"I'm yours Kitty," he whispered as he lowered his head towards mine. I wanted him, more than anything in the world.
While on a summer vacation at the Virgin Islands Katy Thompson runs into Jeon Jungkook in a hospital after she finds her brother unc...
The sun was shining brightly as our connecting flight landed on the Cyril E. King airport in Charlotte Amalie. The airport was busier than we'd expected but we got done without a hitch, everyone getting their luggage. We were all excited except for Jin, whose face had taken on a green shade.
"Hyung, are you okay?" Jimin asked. His kind handsome face popped up in front of Jin, making him stumble and miss his step. Luckily, he didn't fall but was held up by Min Yoongi who too, looked concerned. "He doesn't look good, we should tell the manager," he said while signaling for the others to come to them.
Everyone started talking at the same time resulting in Sejin the manager to whistle in order to restore order. "Let's all get in the van and go to the hospital. Or would you rather go to the cottage?" All agreed to go to the hospital as we would be too worried to stay put anyway. On the way, Jin clutched his stomach, his handsome face contorted in pain. "We're almost there hyung, hold on," Taehyung said, rubbing Jin's back.
Out of all the things that could have happened, this was the least we could have expected. A month long trip to the US. Virgin Islands was like a dream come true. Being a world famous K-Pop group had its perks. A long break from the back to back busy schedules and world tours would not only restore our stamina but also help us relax our minds. The islands were far away and we had been assured we would get our privacy from the media and fans as well.
The van took a sharp turn and came to a stop as a nurse rushed down to meet us with a wheelchair. She whisked Jin away with Sejin and Namjoon hot on her heels. He was the leader of our group and also the most fluent in English. Having him with Jin would help to describe his symptoms to the doctor. The rest of us followed and were ushered into a waiting room. The youngest three; Taehyung, Jimin and myself sat on one side while the elder two ; Hoseok and Yoongi sat opposite us.
"What do think it is?"I asked, stretching my cramped long legs in front of me. "I don't know," Hoseok answered, his ever smiling face now frowning. "We should wait and hear what the doctors have to say. He'll be okay," Yoongi insisted.
The stereotypical waiting room was cream, with framed flower pictures on the walls and a mounted medium flat screened TV which was tuned to some docu drama. The couches were white with two small wooden tables piled neatly with magazines. I felt claustrophobic in the small waiting room so I stood up and told the rest that I was talking a walk and to call me when the doctor came back.
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I felt bad for Jin, he was always taking care of my brothers and I, making us laugh and cooking us food every now and then, especially when we were not too busy with work. I wished there was something I could do to ease his pain. Having been lost in thought, I barely realised that I had walked my way into a small beautiful garden with two benches facing away from each other. I sat on the first one and closed my eyes.
I sensed rather than saw someone else's presence. I looked up to see the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. The cheesy line made me smile to myself as I watched her walk towards me. Funny, my heart thrummed, almost nervously the closer she got. May be she recognized me? May be she was a fan? Our boy band BTS or Bangtan Sonyeondan was very popular not only back home in South Korea, but all over the world as well. It would suck to turn her down, especially if she wanted a photograph...but no one would know right?
