an au in which y/n meets seven boys with mental disorders while volunteering at a hospital and realizes too late they have unapologetically fallen in love with her.
*please note this work is discontinued and any hateful comments will be deleted.
Ha, y'all thought I was gonna stop writing this? Not in your wildest dreams, babes. I'm here to stay. No way you're getting rid of me now, we're almost at 10k. 😂😉
Worldwide: -handsome -funny guy -cute guy
Jin, what THE HECK do you want to be called?! 😂
Enjoy! :)
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The walls were soundproof. Therefore, a couple minutes after (Y/n) exited Jung Hoseok's room, the poor girl was oblivious to the screaming of her own name by said-patient one room over.
Knocking on the fourth room's door, (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes quickly glanced over at the metal plack next to the entrance of the room. It read:
Patient 00352 Kim Seokjin Suffers from: Schizophrenia
The (s/c)-skinned girl furrowed her eye brows, confused. This doesn't make any sense, (Y/n) thought to herself, trying to make sense of the situation. They had a patient who obviously needed to be in rehab, not a hospital, and here they have a patient who clearly needs to be in a mental institution... What is going on here?
Not hearing any type of confirmation that the patient inside the hospital room heard her knock, (Y/n) shifted the tray of medication in her arms to open the door.
"I'm coming in," she warned, "Just so you're aware..."
Still not hearing anything, the volunteer fully opened the door into this "Seokjin"'s room, curious if he was in the bathroom like her previous patient, Hoseok, had been.
He was not.
He was sitting on the bed, facing the headboard (away from her), listening to some kind of music system, apparent by the shape of the white earbuds in both of his ears.
"H-Hello?" Receiving no response from the male in front of her, (Y/n) stepped forward, closing the door. "S-Seokjin? I-Is that you?" She did not understand why she was so afraid of the man sitting upon the bed, seeming so innocent and unaware of his surroundings. But (Y/n) knew better. The air held something deadly captive in it, causing the fear in the poor girl's heart. It was the same air similar to the one in her other patient's room- almost as if all the rooms were sharing the same energy. But how? Simply because of the overall hospital's feeling? Or perhaps, it was because of the patient's occupying the rooms...
(Y/n) had not realized the close proximity she had placed herself in with her fourth patient. He was only a couple of steps away, and (Y/n) quickly cleared the distance to meet him by the bed. Looking around as she did so, her (e/c) eyes immediately noted that this room was like the other three she had been in, with one exception. This room was all white, no dashes of color provided by Rubix Cubes or pretty red flowers. No cards from loved ones or books to help keep busy. Just...
