"you're a doctor who cures others yet you can't even cure yourself."
accidentally inseminated with the sperm of her divorced boss, jisoo struggles with a lot of things and her anxiety of sexual intercourse doesn't help at all. so yeah, she's a pre...
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열넷 fourteen: abortion
jisoo just got off work. she grabbed her things and made her way to the taekwondo class session, she was late picking jimin up and she hoped he didn't mind. she had to take in an emergency patient due to overdosing of pills that were 'apparently' prescribed by her.
she arrived at the place and saw jimin standing outside with his hands in his pockets and his head looking down.
"hey, champ!" she called out the window.
"finally." he rolled his eyes.
"did you just roll your eyes at me?" she had to raise her voice since he was standing quite far from the where the car was parked. he didn't respond, so she drove away.
"yah, jisoo. i'm sorry." she heard him shouting down the road.
she reversed quickly, stopping the car directly in front of him. "get in." she smiled. he hopped into the passenger seat.
"i'm tired." he groaned, leaning his head against the window.
"how was practice?" jisoo asked.
"okay, i guess. he said i'm getting better." he replied.
"i'm proud of you." jisoo ruffled his hair for a second before turning her eyes back to the road.
"but he kept asking about chaeyoung?"
"rosé?" jisoo raised an eyebrow.
"yeah." he nodded.
"she's got the hots for him, totally!" jisoo laughed. "he probably likes her too."
"what about that guy at the hospital?" jimin wondered.
"who? jeongsu?"
"yeah, that's him."
"he's just a nice guy. i don't think he likes anyone."
they spent the next ten minutes in silence, jimin frequently looking over to jisoo but quickly turning away before she maintained eye contact.
"i know you've been dying to ask me." she said as she parked the car, turning off the engine.
he sighed. "i do believe you, jisoo. i do. but how can you get pregnant like that magically?"
"i don't know. but i know for sure i'm not pregnant. don't tell taehyung about this. he's gonna think i'm weird and run away?"
"you are weird." he bluntly said. "what do you mean run away? do you want him to stay?" jimin wriggled his eyebrows. "but he probably already knows. i might have maybe told him the night you fainted."
"shut up and get inside!" she slapped his head and walked into the house. she suddenly stopped, her eyes widened as she noticed the man who stood before her. "minho." she whispered.
"we need to talk." he said.
just then, taehyung walked through the door. his briefcase in one hand and his coat in the other. he walked into jimin sitting in one corner on the couch with minho and jisoo facing each other in the middle of the room, a look of shock on jisoo's face and one full of sadness and something else on minho's.
jimin quickly dragged taehyung to the couch where he sat.
"how did you get it in?" she asked, looking every where but his eyes.
"you gave me a key, remember." he pulled out the key from his pocket. "now, let's go talk." he walked over to her and dragged her by the wrist, a little forcefully, his back towards jimin and taehyung.
as they were walking up the stairs, taehyung caught a glance of his back profile, the back of his neck in particular.
it was a very unusual tattoo, a rose withering with a snake slithering around it.
"what does minho do?" taehyung perked his head up, asking jimin.
"he's a reporter, why?"
taehyung gritted his teeth, anger seething throughout his whole body if that was even the correct word. his pulse immediately quickened. he licked his dry lips and released a frustrated sigh. he ran a hand through his hair, wondering —more like struggling — on what to do about the information he unintentionally found out.
the boys jumped off the couch as they heard the sound of loud footsteps coming down the stairs. minho walked straight past them, slamming the front door behind him.
jimin looked at taehyung with a look of confusion.
"he just told me to get an abortion or he'll break up with me." they heard jisoo mutter as she came down the stairs with slow steps.
she sat beside them on the couch and switched the tv on, trying to distract herself from the situation.
"what is she doing?" taehyung whispered to jimin.
"sometimes, she hides how she really feels because she hates seeming vulnerable and weak in front of people. now is one of those moments." jimin whispered back.
"i can hear you." she said flatly. "i just don't want to talk about it." she turned the tv off, throwing the remote control onto the other single chair and going back upstairs to her room.
