Drugs 3- Yoongi [18+]

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"You know, kitten. . ." Yoongi had been aimlessly talking with the girl for hours. Beginning to ramble about a new topic while she listened. Admiring the man who sat beside her bed. Keeping her hand engulfed by his own while she giggled with each idiotic thing he said. Knowing that he was trying to distract her from the pain with his silly ways. And it was working. It always did.

"I mean come on, babe. Wouldn't you wanna be reincarnated into a rock as well—"

"Yoongi!" She instantly cut him off with yet another giggle of his name. Receiving a huff from the man as she voiced back a quick no.

"And why not? Huh?" He narrowed his eyes at the girl ever so playfully. Watching the way her own emitted the most beautiful adoration for the man himself.

"Because I wouldn't want to get stepped on constantly. And I doubt you would want to either—"

"I meant a big rock, kitten. Like the pretty ones they use for decorations." And he had never heard ones laugh come out so beautifully. Making the base of his heart feel as though it was going to explode. But he could still see that she was in pain. Taking notice of the way her brows slightly furrowed in discomfort. Even if she tried her best to hide it. Because she always did.

"Yoongi baby, just be quiet, huh?" She let her hand fall against his cheek. All while her giggles slowly calmed down as the man sent her a playful glare. Something that had her own heart fluttering. Because he was always so much softer towards her. And so much more gentle with the way he'd treat the woman. It being something completely different from how he'd act during his daily life. Handling things that didn't allow for him to be soft. Or to be caring. But he let himself become that way for her. And for her only.

"Ms.Chang?" It was the doctor's voice that had them looking over at the door. Watching the way he walked in while Yoongi took hold of Ming's hand in a heavy manner. Making her look at him almost instantly, even if his eyes were glued on the doctor himself. The same doctor that peered down at the couple as he took place beside her bed. Sending each of them a smile while voicing out a gentle how are you feeling.

And Ming could feel the way Yoongi watched her. And the way his thumb ran itself along the back of her hand. Because he wanted her to know that he was there for her. And that he always would be.

"I'm doing, okay. Just very sore still. But I know it'll get better with time." Her words were so soft as they came out. Even if they held a slight sense of hesitation. Because the girl couldn't help but worry. Worry about not being able to recover from something so damaging.

"And you've been eating regularly as well, correct? I want to make sure that your body is being fueled properly in order to heal."

"No, yes, of course." She met his gaze. Giving a quick nod, in which he voiced out a smiled good.

"And how about the pain when moving your shoulder? Are you able to fully rotate it or stretch it out?" He let his head tilt. Moving a bit closer towards the woman, only to push up the frameless glasses he attired. Trying to inspect the wound that was covered with bandages. Something that had Yoongi becoming alert almost instantly. Because the thought of something not being right was still there.

"I can somewhat stretch it. But to fully rotate it is too painful." Ming had to hold herself back from wincing. Having lifted her arm up for the doctor, in which he took hold of it. Trying to see just how well it was moving before the pain became a little too present. Causing the doctor to notice the way her eyes softly shut. And the way her grasp on Yoongi's hand tightened.