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

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Seokjin's POV:

"Who the fuck is she, and why is she on my lover?" I thought, staring at the girl who was still embracing Namjoon.

She was "this" close to wrapping her legs around him from the big hug she gave him. Namjoon held onto her for a few seconds before she let him go.

"I missed you! Where have you been?" Her voice was gullible, causing a disturbance within my ears. I can only imagine how Namjoon must feel.

Although I can't really know, can I? I can't find out what he's thinking anymore. What if he's actually pleased by her presence?

I snap out of my thoughts, lifting my head up, staring face to face at the girl who was right in front of me.

"You must be a friend of Namjoonie's, right? Nice to meet you, I'm Mina!" She wrapped her arms around my back, squeezing it tightly. I resisted the urge to push her off, but not the urge to groan loudly in pain. My body was still in bad conditions from when it previously collided with the floor.

Namjoon noticed my eyes when I squeezed them and went by my side.

"What's wrong?" He spoke softly into my ear, loud enough for only me to hear. I couldn't respond when the girl was already talking to him again.

"Well Joonie, I'll be on my way now. Bye, guys!!" She waved, running off to another store.

"Now you can answer me. Why did you make that face when she hugged you. Are you in pain?" Namjoon looked at me from head to toe, staring directly at me. I can't lie to him.

"Yes. I'm in pain, sir." I thought that by telling him the truth, that he would continue walking along with me by his side as if nothing, but being the caring doctor that he is, Namjoon told me that it was best to leave the rest of the shopping for another day.

On one hand, this made me feel happy because I wouldn't have to change my hair color.

On the other, I felt startled by the way Namjoon's mood had suddenly changed. He was walking out of the mall as if there was a fire and everyone had to evacuate immediately.

What was the big rush for anyways? All I said was that I was in pain. That's all.

Speaking of my pain, I stopped halfway when walking because my body was wearing me out. Only now I've come to realize that I could be injured. I started to remember Namjoon's list of precautions that I had to take and now I'm thinking of "what if I broke a bone in my body? Can it be replaced, fixed, or healed on its own?"

Of course, I could always ask these questions to Namjoon, who was a professional. But I didn't because I didn't want to worry him anymore than he already was. I acted as if nothing bothered me that much the entire time, but in reality, I was starting to feel a lot of pain everywhere around my body.

We made it back to the car and as Namjoon opened the door for me to enter the car, I made a noise which automatically exposed the amount of pain I was in. Namjoon got inside of the car, turning the transmission on.

In a matter of seconds, he was speeding out of the parking lot while I lay back, holding the pain I felt inside. If I start to complain now, he'll take me to the hospital, and we can't afford to be in a hospital now, the police will recognize our identities and arrest us.

And that is a risk I'm not willing to take, no matter how bad my condition is, or the amount of pain I'm in.

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A few minutes after we arrived home, Namjoon went over to the passenger side of the car where I was in to help me get down.

I realized that I was limping and that I couldn't walk properly without feeling a sharp pain every time I breathed in and out.

"Get on my back, I'll try carrying you." Namjoon lowered himself on the ground, but I refused to be carried.

"That's okay. I can do this." I held onto his arm while climbing up the stairs until I made it inside.

My feet were aching, and my body was about to give out. Namjoon took my shoes off before I entered the apartment, and then turned around to remove his own. When he turned back around, he found me curled up on the couch.

The couch was the closest I can walk to before my body collapsed on it, groaning loudly. I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Agh. Mmh!" Namjoon ran towards me, fully concerned.

"Seokjin, what's hurting you. What part of your body did you injure when you fell?" He started asking me questions, I had no choice but to answer.

"My back hurts a lot, and my knees do too." He helped me sit up and took my hoodie off, gently.

My arms had a few bruises on them, but nothing major.

Then he started to feel around my back.

"Does it hurt here?"

"No." I responded a few times before he touched a part of my back that hurt the most.

He could tell that by my whining, he had touched a part of my body that was injured.

"I'm going to take your shirt off to examine your back."

"Okay..." I felt nervous. Very nervous.