with a lightly visible trembling hands, the blonde doctor carefully flip through the next page.
will you even forgive me if
you happened to know
that I am the one who killed
your dad?
the small notebook slips from his nearly numb and cold hands as the blonde fall on the concrete floor.
his breathing becomes a little heavy, his pupils shaking a little, the loud and quick pounding of his heart is enough to possibly break both his eardrums.
the doctor doesn't know but it feels like the question was referring to him, it's just as if the question was being asked to him.
it was quiet after then. only his heavy and fast paced breathing echoes in the silence.
and just when he was about to finally calm down after some time. the petite doctor felt something cold near the back of neck.
a warm wind passing by his hair, it's just as if it is a breathing of a certain someone.
fucking damn it. he cursed under his breath as his eyes widened in surprised by a sudden realization.
there stood, behind him, was someone he does not even know the identity of, might as well add the fact that the stranger was pointing a gun at his bare neck.
"stand." commanded the slightly muffled voice. it seems like the person was wearing a mask or something, making it difficult to even recognize who does the voice belongs to.
the doctor couldn't blink at all, his lips had gone dry, his entire body turned cold, as if a cold water had been thrown at his direction right now. with a slightly trembling legs, he forced himself to stand without making any move that could possibly bring him harm.
he gulped down as soon as he succeeded in standing, he's barely keeping a proper and stable balance.
"put those damn hands up, now." the voice once again commanded, lightly hitting the shoulder of the petite doctor using the edge of the gun that's seems like a pistol.
Jihoon gulped down the lump forming his throat. his heart eventually losing it's real rhythm as he did what he was told to.
he raise both his hands up in the air, as a sign of surrender.
if he's planning to engage in a physical fight, he's in great disadvantage knowing that the other person is greatly armed.
even if he isn't. the blonde doctor couldn't win anything that involves violence.
he wouldn't even be able to win in a fist fight against the stranger and he was well aware of that. so why bother resisring? he might end up dead if he do something that goes against the guy.
judging by instinct and guts, he felt that the guy is much taller than him.
his breathing immediately hitched when the stranger bring his lips near the right ear of the doctor."do you want to know who you are?" he whispered.
despite not being able to hear the real voice of the latter, the petkte and blonde haired doctor unknowingly find the latter's voice rudely hot and husky.
"p-perhaps, do y-you know who I am?" the doctor stuttered. he was lucky enough that he got to finished what he wanted to tell to the stranger.
he heard the latter moving backward a little before hissed in amusement. the doctor could already imagine the guy smirking to himself.
"I was asking you if you want to know who you are, I didn't remember telling you that you can ask me those damn questions." the latter replied, his voice is quiet and eerie.
the blonde doctor flinched at his position after hearing the cocking of the gun.
his chest goes up and down because of the heavy breathing, his heart keeps on failing to have a proper rhythm.
"I..." the smaller trailed off, finding it hard to utter a word."I want to." he breath out.
he accidentally let out a scream as the smaller guy instantly cover both his ears.
his eyes closed tightly as the said stranger shot the column beside him.
his lips quivering as he keep his head low.
"p-please." he breath out as he gulped down."please don't hurt me." the doctor continued, his voice cracking at the end.
he shivers as he felt the surprisingly warm finger tips of the latter tracing the pattern that is printed at the back of his cardigan.
"why do you think that I would hurt you?" the latter asked.
the doctor forced himself to calm down but couldn't even get himself to answer him.
the latter let out a breath of amusement.
"doctor." the latter whispered next to his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
"are you perhaps," the stranger trailed off, his warm breathing sends ticklish feeling to the smaller guy."scared of me?" he finishes off as Jihoon's eyes widened.
that one certain line surprisingly sounded too familiar to him.
YOU ARE READING
not your typical love story // 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷. (EDITING...)
Fanfiction❝ careful doctor, ❞ ❝ what do you mean? ❞ ❝ the languid prey might fall for the cunning predator. ❞ In which lee jihoon is kwon soonyoung's new psychiatrist.
