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

CH.21

"how are you doing, soonyoung? it's been a while since i checked in on you, maybe two weeks?" jihoon asked as he shifted softly in his seat.

soonyoung corrected the doctor, "it's been three, doctor."

jihoon said, somewhat surprised, "oh, i apologize."

"i figured you'd finally given up on me doctor, huh?" smirked the blonde soonyoung.

with a sweet smile, the pink-haired doctor asked, "Why would i?"

"who knows why you'd do it?" the blonde asked, a thousand implications hidden behind his words.

jihoon had no idea what the latter meant, so he tried to break the building up of the unfamiliar mood between them.

he swiftly shifts the conversation's focus.

the pink-haired doctor questions, "have you been sleeping these past three weeks?"

the blonde locks his gaze on him.

"i don't," he replied, his tone solemn. "i've been having that same stupid dream since monday."

"what kind of dream was it?" the doctor said, his words carefully chosen.

in the silent and empty four-cornered room, his voice sounded so gentle.

they were both back in their first session room, but the glass separating them no longer seemed to be an issue.

there is no discernible gap between them, as though they are simply facing each other.

"in that dream," the blonde paused in the middle of his sentence, his gaze piercing the pink-haired doctor's soul.

the blonde added, "there was a disturbance inside the asylum, it was a complete chaos."

his gaze was drawn to the black wall just behind the doctor.

the doctor paid close attention to the blonde's every word. not to mention jotting down a few key points from the dream.

it could have happened in the blonde psycho's past, and he must have dreamed about it but dismissed it as a simple nightmare. perhaps it could be linked to his past and present circumstances.

"i can hear people's horrified screams, sobs, and begging," soonyoung stated.

was it a scenario from one of his previous heinous acts? jihoon pondered something.

"there was a loud sound of a gun, a guy in a black suit with a maroon polo inside, a fair complexion, his lips were red like blood dripping from a newly murdered person and a piercing dark orbs akin to those of a hawk in the lonely night sky roaming alone. he was the one with the gun, he had a lot of companions with him, they were five in total, and he was aiming for a certain." started the older.

"and before i could figure out what was going on, i had realized that you were there as well, and you are the one who was shot by the gun right in front of me, doctor," he completed his sentence as he stared into the pink haired one's eyes.

the word gives the doctor shivers, as if something terrible is about to happen, prompting him to drop the pen he's holding.

he went on to say, "and it seemed so real."

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"are you all right, jihoon?" jeonghan asked, his worried gaze falling on his pink-haired friend.

it's been hours since he saw the blonde, but he can't stop thinking about the dream soonyoung told him about.

jihoon couldn't bring it up with his friends since it seemed so real and he didn't want to appear as if the dream bothered him.

they were having lunch together at a neighboring fast food restaurant.

ever since the pink-haired doctor jihoon was promoted to a full-time employee at the mentioned asylum, he has made friends with the black-haired doctor wonwoo, and of course, it's thanks to jeonghan's assistance.

"jihoon, you seem out of it today, are you perhaps sick again? or are you not feeling well?" the black-haired wonwoo asked, concerned.

jihoon forced a smile and said, "i'm ok, don't worry.""how's your patient doing?" the pink-haired questioned, abruptly shifting the conversation's focus.

"oh, are you talking about mingyu?" wonwoo asked as jihoon hummed back.

"he's doing fantastic," the black-haired one responded, "and he'll be discharged next month."

"really?" said jeonghan, smiling. "i could see a noticeable improvement in that kid."

while sipping his lemonade, jihoon nodded as he said to himself, "yes, i agree with you there."

despite his inability to focus lately, the pink-haired doctor tried his hardest to keep up with the conversation in order to keep his thoughts from drifting away.

he's been acting weirdly since last month, and he's even noticed it.

although it wasn't as horrible as it could have been, he loathed the fact that he had no idea why he was acting the way he was.

a/n :
classes will begin shortly, and i know that i will be busy once more, so i'm doing my best to jot down everything that comes to mind during the final few days of my vacation before i run out of free time.

schoolwork will soon drain my brain, which will inevitably affect the story updates, but i'd like to thank everyone for their patience and continued support.

i'll make every possible effort to complete this as quickly as possible. love lots, everyone!