"I'm Doctor Park Jimin."
Ahn Y/N is happy. Was happy, until she had gotten into a life changing accident. Her boyfriend goes "missing", and her parents don't care. Her life had turned upside-down in just one second.... until she meets Doctor Park Ji...
My mind was so occupied with thoughts that I hadn't realized Dr. Park just standing by the door. My eyes widened as I straightened myself to look somewhat presentable.
"Big day?" Dr. Park asked. I nodded, and he knew how big it was for me, too. He held up the clipboard that is usually attached to the end of my bed, reading it. "You haven't started physical therapy yet but Jin said he'd start you next week, correct?" I nodded again, confirming it.
"Also, I talked to the witness of your accident and the person wished to be anonymous-so he might wear a mask of some sort." So it's a he.
"That's fine. As long as I could get to know the truth." I smiled softly. I'm lucky that I even get to have a chance like this. As bad as I feel about this accident, I'm glad there were people who witnessed it themselves.
Dr. Park nodded slowly before leaving the room.
"Y/N!" I heard a voice call as footsteps quickly reached my door. I looked up, finding Jung Hoseok standing there with a huge smile on his face.
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I squealed in excitement as he grabbed my free hand and jumped around. Nurses peeked their heads in to see what was happening before rolling their eyes and leaving. "I MISSED YOU BITCH!" Hoseok screamed, hugging me tightly. I grunted a bit before he let go. "Oh, oops." He smiled.
"So, how does it feel being dead?" He emphasized. I rolled my eyes but it really felt like I was dead. I couldn't move or leave, I was just stuck.
"It sucks." I said plainly-dead like. He slapped my uninjured arm, which is probably injured now. I groaned, holding it. "Your hits hurt!" I pouted.
"Good! You deserve it." He said the last few words quietly.
"What did you say?" I asked.
"Pftttt, nothing." I sent him a death glare before he smiled widely, knowing that it's my weakness.
"You're so fucking lucky your smile kills me." I crossed my arms. Hoseok pulled a charm up to the side of my bed, sitting on it.
"Wait, isn't Yoongi coming this week?" I asked excitedly. My excitement deflated as Hoseok's expression turned upside-down as he pouted.
"He seems to always be busy now. I'm not surprised and I'm proud of him, but I miss him." Hoseok sighs, rubbing his neck. Oh yeah, Hoseok and Yoongi are dating. They started dating in high school but they went on different paths-Hoseok as a chef and Yoongi as a rapper. Two completely different paths. Yoongi got up there, and now he's on world tours at the age of 22 by the name Agust D.
"Sometimes I just feel like I should break up with him. We barely talk, we barely see each other anymore." He frowned. This was the only topic that the sunflower would be sad about. "He texted me that he got held up with an interview and wouldn't be able to make it this week. He chose an interview over me..." Hoseok bit his bottom lip, clearly annoyed and angered.
