«Dr. Kim, Don't Fear Me» [K.n.j & K.s.j]

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Seokjin was changing his clothes. He was spaced out for a moment. A sound coming from his pocket made him snap out of trance. It was a phone.

A phone Joowon gave him. He picked it up wondering who that caller was.

"I was hoping you would pick it up." It was Joowon.

"Sir, I really don't think this was such a good idea. I'm going to be returning this phone to you tomorrow."

"Nonsense, my dear. Please, by all means stay with it as a token of my appreciation. " Joowon responded.

"Appreciation for what, exactly? I haven't done anything for you to be treated with such honor." Seokjin lowered his voice, sounding very uninterested.

The guy laughed, mischievously.

"Yet. You haven't done anything yet. Would you join me to a dinner on Friday at 8:00 A.M.? I marked the date on a calendar your phone has, just if you decide to go or not."

Namjoon entered the room and Seokjin hung up and hid the phone back inside of his pocket.

"We need to talk." He sat down on the bed, grabbing Seokjin by the waist and placing him on top of his lap.

"I agree. We do need to talk, Namjoon." Seokjin stared at him.

"Why are you ignoring me all of a sudden?" His question left the man speechless.

"What are you talking about?"

"You. I'm talking about you and the way you keep rejecting any physical contact I create towards you. Why are you acting this way?"

The man felt guilty.

"I'm sorry." He apologized. He himself didn't understand why he was acting this way and why his emotions were suddenly changing.

Namjoon tilted his face towards his and kissed him.

"I've been spaced out lately, Namjoon."

"This has something to do with my brother, right?" Hearing that from him, Seokjin got up.

"Dr. Kim, him and I are just friends." Namjoon didn't believe him.

"I only have eyes for you." His voice was sincere. He convinced the young man eventually.

They went downstairs and sat down on the couch.

"You smell so good." Seokjin was enchanted by the cologne Namjoon was wearing.

"Cute." Namjoon smiled, gently bringing his body closer.

When it got darker, they went upstairs. Namjoon was holding Seokjin the whole night, but Seokjin's mind was going every which way with thoughts of Joowon.

"Just think of something else, Seokjin." He told himself, turning in bed.

"What's wrong, Seokjin? Having trouble sleeping?" Seokjin nodded.

"No wonder you can't sleep, you're all the way over there." He nearly fell off of the bed until Namjoon caught him.

"Thank you." Seokjin stayed silent for the rest of the night. If he felt so happy by Namjoon's side, why was he acting so cold towards him? The only way he could confirm his true feelings was by spending more time with Namjoon and less time with Joowon, so he vowed to see him on Friday for the last time and after that, he wouldn't leave the doctor's side.

~~~

The next day, Namjoon told Seokjin he had gotten the new job.

"That's incredible, Namjoon!!" He gave him a kiss, hugging him tightly. Namjoon was happy to see Seokjin was going back to his old self again.

"Yeah, the only downside is that I'll have to work on Friday. I was thinking on going with you to the amusement park that day, or somewhere fun." Namjoon thought deeply for a moment.

"On the other hand, I could take you to another amusement park that actually opens up late in the afternoon and closes around nine o' clock at night." Seokjin's facial expressions worried the young man.

"Aren't you excited?"

"Yes. I am." He lied. He was actually remembering the fact that on Friday night he was going to see Joowon.

He didn't want to cancel any of the dates, so he agreed on going to both.

"Joonie, at what time will we arrive?" Seokjin asked.

"Around 6:00 P.M., just to be able to get on a few fun rides before they close. We can leave around eight o' clock, or 8:15 P.M." Namjoon held his hands.

"Sounds great." Seokjin smiled.

When the doctor left, Seokjin got a message from Joowon.

"Good morning." He waited for Namjoon to leave to respond.

Although he doesn't really like to spend that much time with Joowon, he couldn't back down from seeing him on Friday.

They spoke for a few minutes and stopped. Seokjin had no interest in talking to him, and he was beginning to miss Namjoon.

That's the reason he kind of enjoys talking to Joowon: Namjoon works for so many hours in the day that Seokjin gets bored all by himself in the house.

-Four days later-

"Wow, there are so many people here." Seokjin was getting dizzy just by staring up at the mechanical rides the amusement park had.

They were having a fun time seeing all of the things in the amusement park, minus the creepy clowns that kind of scared them.

"Let's get on the ride." Namjoon pointed at a Farris wheel. Seokjin nodded.

They got on it. The ride went slow for a while and as it sped up, Seokjin saw all of the pretty lights sparkling around the amusement park and found it beautiful, not to mention the adrenaline rush he felt in him whenever the Farris wheel dropped down.

As the wind hit their face, everything stopped for a while and the men stared at each other. Namjoon was laughing from the happiness and excitement he was feeling.

The Farris wheel stopped, allowing everybody to step off. The two men kept wandering around the amusement park.

Seokjin secretly pulled his phone out when the doctor was distracted by something, he had received many calls from Joowon.

"I'm going to try winning you a stuffed animal, alright? Which one do you like?" Seokjin quickly hid his phone.

The man pointed up at a light brown, fluffy fox. Namjoon began to play, giving Seokjin a chance to respond to Joowon, but in text.

"I can't leave now, can we meet each other by 10:00 PM, please?" Joowon immediately read the message.

"Of course we can. You won't let me down, right?" Seokjin found that a little weird, but he just told the man that he would be out by 10:00 o' clock at night then stopped texting.

~~~

"It's adorable, wow. Thank you so much." He cradled the adorable fox plushie in his arm, hugging Namjoon.

Namjoon expected the hug to last longer, unfortunately he felt something tickle his ribcage when he made body contact with the man.

"What's that vibration? It's coming from your pocket." Seokjin knew it was most likely a text from Joowon. He had no idea how to tell Namjoon he had a phone of his own now, let alone that his brother gave it to him. But he knew one thing: One truth had to be told.

"It's a notification." Namjoon squinted his eyes.

"A notification of what?" The man handed Namjoon over the plush fox as he scrambled in his pocket to reveal the phone to him.

"The new phone... That your brother gifted me."

Namjoon's grip tightened on the plush toy.

"Take it back to him."