Destiny (GTOP-Fanfiction) [BOYxBOY]

The Hospital Visit.

Korean dictionary:

Hyung = The word is literally translated as "older brother." It can be used to refer to older male relatives like a cousins, or just a close friends as well.

Umma = Mother.

Appa = Father.

Saranghae = I love you.

Yeongwonhi hamkke = Together forever.

Ya = Hey!

Have fun reading, puppies!

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The two concerned friends were now in the waiting room... but apparently "waiting" wasn't really a word in Jiyong's dictionary. The young male kept walking from one side of the room to the other; almost stressing the other people who were waiting as well.

Seunghyun had seated himself down in the waiting room, watching Jiyong pacing back and forth. It had honestly made him quite nervous to see the other like this, all worried. There was a feeling he had that Taemin would be alright, that maybe he was just over-worked or something minor like that.

After a while, he looked up at the black haired other. "Jiyong." He said simply, trying to get his attention.

Jiyong stopped as his eyes found the owner of the voice. He saw Seunghyun giving him a concerned look and that's when Jiyong realized how frustrated he had looked. "Urgh... How can it take so long?" He whined as a heavy sigh followed. The frustrated boy got seated as he leaned his head on the arm of the chair.

Seunghyun hadn't the slightest idea what to do at the moment, so he just placed a comforting hand on Jiyong's shoulder, making sure he was alright. "I have no idea..." he uttered softly."The doctors always have reasoning, though." He stated.

And that's when the doctor came out.

Jiyong's eyes shot wide as he looked at a man in a white uniform.

"You may come in."

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Jiyong grabbed Seunghyun by the arm and dragged him into the room where Taemin was being held.

When Jiyong saw his friend he ran to the bed and got seated so fast it almost looked like Taemin would have a panic attack any minute.

"Gosh, you're awake!" Jiyong hugged the other tight; causing his friend to struggle with his breathing. "Ow, I'm so sorry nam-dong-saeng." Jiyong smiled as he squeezed Taemin's hand instead.