not your typical love story // 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷. (EDITING...)

CH.05

jihoon unconsciously furrowed his brows while reading the printed data of his supposedly new patient, soonyoung.

after reading for what seems like an hour, the pink haired doctor could not help but to heaved a sigh, finding the data quite useless since there weren't much of information in it.

according to his late records and past doctors, he is an epitome of an unpredictable kind of person, to say that he's an odd type is obvious. being odd doesn't ends simply describe him alone, actually, his existence is still quite a big mystery.

no one knows where he came from, what he does for living before or who his relatives are, it was like his past existence were purposely erased.

or more like, it seems as if it never existed in the first place.

after sitting for quite some time, jihoon tapped his finger on the table while anxiously waiting for that patient of his.

he's growing impatient and the fact that he could hear nothing except the air conditioner is starting to get on his nerve.

it's enough to drive him mental.

fortunately, his wait did not last that long when the blonde arrived after some time.

"would you mind telling me about yourself?" said jihoon as calm as he could before intertwining his fingers together while resting his chin at the top of his hand.

the blonde stare at the chain resting securely around his wrist as if it was the most interesting thing he could look at.

"well, don't you have everything about me inside that folder of yours, doctor?" replied the latter.

the statement caught jihoon off guard, shutting him for some time.

there was nothing wrong with what he said but the way he said those words tick jihoon off for a very unknown reason.

"what do you mean by that?" jihoon mustered a reply.

the latter shrugged, clearly uninterested.

"well you could say that, i mean, i do have a little information about you but what i want to know is more of you and not your crimes." jihoon added.

the blonde stare at the doctor, his head now more tilted upward so that the pink haired doctor could have a better view of his face.

the side of his lips turned upward, a sly smirk painting his face.

"interesting. ask me then." said soonyoung, as if provoking the curiosity of the latter.

it took jihoon a couple of second before the words of the blonde processed on his head. he just can't think of any question and he almost cursed at his self for asking the question that suddenly comes out from his mouth.

"then, what's your favorite color?" he blurted out, almost cursing himself for the childish question.

are you serious lee jihoon? well, you're not joking, right? the doctor thought to himself.

the doctor mentally face palm.

"let me think. is black a color? well, i think it was a kind of shading." the blonde mumbled to himself, back resting on the chair board of his metal chair.

"then, maybe black and red will do." soonyoung replied after thinking for some time.

jihoon nod, writing down some notes in his tiny notepad. after some time, the doctor raised his head only to meet eyes with the latter's piercing gaze.

fuck. it's so awkward. jihoon thought to himself as he tried not to show the latter how nervous he is.

"uhm, isn't black sad?" jihoon asked in hope that it will put the atmosphere in a better condition.

a smirk crept on the blonde's lips as if it was really supposed to be there all along.

"black is not sad doctor, it's poetic." he replied in a rather quiet and low tone voice.

jihoon would be lying if he said that his heart did not leaped a beat.

this guy isn't simply a psychopath person. i could say that he's quite unusual but he isn't crazy, he's just eccentric, maybe? jihoon thought to himself once more.

his thinking is far more different than anyone i've ever encountered, it was as if his mind is a rather unique piece of a system, functioning differently than the rest.

"so, do you have any hobbies?" the doctor asked while playing with the fountain pen that he has been holding onto.

"would you like to hear the truth doctor or?" the blonde trailed off, his tone adding a little bit of a suspense.

jihoon's breathing hitched as he gulped down the lump forming in his throat, he could feel his heart pounding so loud inside his chest as beads of cold sweats fall from his forehead, several strand of his bangs sticking close to his forehead.

"well, tell me nothing but the truth, please." said jihoon, trying to sound casual like a professional type of a person that he was supposed to be in the very first place, if not for his cowardice.

clearly finding the current situation interesting, soonyoung stare at the pure and naive doctor for a little while before deciding to open his mouth to tell a tale of his interesting fetish.

"i love any form of arts doctor." he started, as if he was talking about all the things that he have been enjoy doing in the last few years.

"after all, i have always love creating my own kind of arts, in my own unique way." soonyoung added as the atmosphere grew unnecessarily thick and heavy.