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

CH.15

it was supposed to be like any other day, except for the fact that it's almost noon yet the doctor is nowhere to be seen, not even his shadow nor a few strand of his hair is present.

in conclusion, there's literally no sight of him.

"hey there, tall and brunette haired chinese guy." soonyoung called, causing distraction to the said chinese man whose trying his hardest to perform his job like a real and responsible adult, which has been proven to be more difficult than the guy had originally thought it was.

soonyoung's currently locked up in a jail like cell, waiting for a word that his psychiatrist had finally showed up or something before he lost his mind.

being idle and not doing anything in the empty room other than walking around in circle is not something that he'd signed up for, which is why, soonyoung resorted to bothering the said man.

just by the thought of being asked a question by the infamous kwon soonyoung, the lost cause of the asylum, send goosebumps to junhui.

and the fact that he had never mentioned a thing about his personal information to soonyoung nor did he showcase his chinese skill in his workplace yet the blonde psycho somehow knew all of these is enough to give him the chills.

it was as if there weren't a single thing that he did not know.

"did you say something?" asked junhui, trying to act coy and ignorant.

he remembered saying somewhere along the line that he'd rather quit his job than talk with the said blonde psycho.

but what else can he do? it was soonyoung who strike a conversation first and he's too afraid that the latter would somehow find a way to strangle the living shit out of him if he didn't reply.

"i was asking where jihoon is, why isn't he here yet?" soonyoung asked in a rather blunt manner.

"jihoon? who's jihoon— oh wait, did you perhaps mean, doctor lee?" junhui asked.

"yeah, i was talking about him. why haven't i seen him yet? isn't he supposed to be here by now?" he asked the latter, being rather impatient the more they talked about him.

all he could think about is that small build and the pink fluffy hair that sits well with the said doctor's pale skin which he had always compared to snow.

"i heard there was  an urgent emergency and that he won't be here for today." jun casually replied to the question, trying not to make eye contact with the latter.

"are you for real?" the blonde psycho furrowed his brows, making the atmosphere unintentionally tense and heavy.

junhui gulped down, trying to ignore the fact that he feels so suffocated because of the atmosphere that the blonde created.

soonyoung hissed at what he had heard and lean his back at the cold and hard wall.

junhui decided to just ignore the guy and stand still, back to guarding when suddenly, soonyoung laugh in a low and quiet voice that send shivers down junhui's spine.

his silent laughter soon becomes more audible as it turns more sinister and started filling the once silent place.

"what are you even laughing at?" junhui asked, finding it creepy to hear the youngers laughter even more.

he can't even stand standing near the psychotic blonde and wanted nothing more than to leave and ditch his job.

"well. i just remember something, can you come here a little closer? don't worry, it's just for a little while." soonyoung said suspiciously, wearing his mischievous smile.

i'm feeling a not so good feeling about this one. jun thought to himself as cold sweats start falling from his forehead and back.

but having no other choice than obliged, junhui could only turn around and face the blonde and he would be lying if he said that it weren't scary and uncomfortable at the same time.

junhui furrowed his eyebrow, getting closer for a little but still maintaining a decent distance from where the blonde is.

the only thing separating the two right now are the metal grill that is akin to what a person can see in a typical jail.

"you see? i actually wanted to ask you something important." said soonyoung, his lips resting in a perfect line and soon turning into a smirk.

"do you perhaps know a certain someone that goes by the name," the blonde psycho paused for awhile, taking a deep breath before a very familiar smirk of his crept on his pinkish red lips.

"xu minghao—" junhui's eyes widened a little upon hearing a very familiar name.

it was a name that he wasn't expecting to hear from the guy, a name that shouldn't have been known but somehow that psycho knew it.

how the hell did he know that name? the chinese guard thought to himself, unaware of what to say nor reply.

a/n :
pardon me for another short update. basically, i'm up all night and can't seem to fall asleep and so, i decided to randomly write an update for this one.

it's past four in the morning and here i am, firmly holding my phone and is wide awake.

hope you like the short and late update, sorry once again, thank you and love lots, mate.