I woke up to plain white. Medical items were laying on the table; band aids, gloves and stuff. I was lying in the nurse's office, alone. Gosh, how long have I been out? The clock's hand was nearing to 4:00 and by the looks of it, it's currently the afternoon. My head was pounding non-stop and there was a need to rub it, even though it wasn't going to do anything. What happened to me? The only thing that I could remember was Jungkook's face looking all horrified.
Suddenly, a faint tapping sound filled my ears. It came from the window across the room. Who could it be? With each tap, my heart raced increasingly faster but I'm not completely sure why I'm so anxious.
Someone then barged into the room and yelled, "Don't open that window!"It was the nurse; he had his hands on his knees and he was breathing like crazy. The tapping stopped once he came in.
"What's outside?" I asked, still quite nervous from the sudden command. Was it Kim Soo something? She might be stalking me!
"It's your idiot boyfriend," he paused on each word to exhale, "he won't leave you alone."
"I don't have a boyfriend. Who's outside exactly?" it was probably Jungkook, after all he was the last person I saw before I ended up here.
"Jeon Jungkook."
Knew it. How can she say that he's my boyfriend anyway? Jungkook better not have told her that disgusting lie. Those words seemed to cause a battle in my brain; I've never had a boyfriend, let alone a true friend. I'm so lonely...because of myself, my ways.
"Such a reckless bunny, he came back with a neck injury yesterday and now he's hurt you. I don't trust him, that's why I'm locking him out." the nurse said, fixing his dangling stethoscope.
It was ignorant of him to just say that about Jungkook. He didn't do anything, he probably didn't mean to hurt me either. Sure it's suspicious, but he's a bunny for god's sake. Aren't they supposed to be gentle and nurturing and vulnerable?
"Excuse me, can I leave nurse...Hoseok?" His name tag was hanging loosely from the coat, it was hard to read but I managed. "I need some medicine as well actually...for my head." I didn't want to hear about Jungkook anymore, especially from this guy. He's treating him like some savage that needs to be avoided, and I know too well how that feels like.
The nurse gave me all my medicine and off I went. Jungkook was sitting outside, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently. He probably didn't notice me next to him until I spoke.
"Get up weirdo, you didn't have to wait for me." It was embarrassing, plus if snotty girl knew she'd attack me.
"It's my fault though, you could've had a head injury." his face didn't show it but he was worried for me, although I've been so bitter towards him.
I've always been that horrible person but, he's somehow softened me a tiny bit. What happened to the Daeun who gave no shits about other people? The one that always spoke her mind even if it was insulting? Stupid Jungkook, I wouldn't be like this if it weren't for you, if it weren't for this weird school.
"Well, see you tomorrow. I'm sorry for making you wait, and calling you an evil rapist, and giving you that neck wound. I'll stop it, and we'll be neutral, maybe even friends since I don't have any..." I had nothing much to say to him, other than sorry and the rest of the things that I said.
Truth be told, I've always hated apologizing so all my old apologies were deceitful. But this apology was sincere, and I felt like it was the most sincere that I've ever been.
"Are you sure you're ok?" He asked, standing up and reducing the distance between the both of us. The air seemed to worsen as I felt him scan me up and down like usual, but it felt so different from the other times. He brought me anxiety, looking at me like that so my eyes were focused on the marble floor, still trying to avoid his.
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My Little Bunny | j.jk (ON HOLD)
Fanfiction"I don't want you to talk to him." Jungkook mumbled as he stared at the grass. "What? That's unfair! He's my frien-" My words were interrupted by his sudden action; he swiftly pressed his weight onto me, pinning my hands against the ground, his face...