Early in the morning, all of them left the house. They have a schedule for today. I cooked their breakfast and soup for their hangover.
After that night Seungcheol is ignoring me. I was staring at him but he will never look back at me. When I feel that he was looking at me I will look back at him but he will immediately look away from me.
My forehead creased. What is his problem? Do he remember everything he said that night? I sighed. Maybe he's embarrassed. I understand, he didn't mean to say that. He was drunk that night.
I don't want to feel sad but I can't help but to feel a little pang of pain in my heart. I bow my head.
How I wish it was true...how I wish he means all of it.
I shook my head. He can't, I'm just a doctor. The difference between me and him is right on my face. It's very clear, I can't like him, and he can't like me.
I smile bitterly. He will like me? I shook my head. I think I'm crazy for thinking that way. He was so famous, everyone loves him. He has a lot of fans who can love him better than me. There are a lot of girls around him the same as his status. Girls who are in the same industry as him. Girls who are a lot cuter, prettier, and talented than me.
Unlike me... no one loves me. I don't even love myself so who would love a person like me? No one will love me.
I sighed heavily and looked at him. "Do you want to work out?" I ask him.
He was taken aback. I saw him jump a bit because of my sudden talk. He stares at me. I stare back at him.
His forehead creased. "Do I look fat?" I saw pain in his eyes.
He looks at the mirror and I saw how his fist tighten.
I hissed. Damn my big mouth!
"No! I'm the one who looks fat, not you!"
Then he looks at me. He scanned my body from my head to toe. I raised my brow at him.
"Now come with me! Let's workout." I said with finality.
He rolls his eyes at me. I prepare our food. We will work out in the gym and we will also eat our breakfast there. I want to jog around the Han River but it's winter season.
I wear black leggings, a black t-shirt, and white Adidas shoes. He was wearing a white long sleeves, black jogger pants, and black Nike shoes.
I get my bag and put the lunch box, tumbler, and towels inside. I remember that we need extra clothes, I look at him. "Get some extra clothes," I said while fixing my bag.
Minutes later he gave me his clothes. I already put my extra clothes inside so done!
I smile. We're ready to go!
"I will drive?" I ask him. The bag is in my back.
He laughed looking at me with the bag in my back. He gets the bag from me. "I will drive, let's go!" then he suddenly hold my hand.
I shivered.
Wtf!
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Fanfiction|⚕| Seungcheol was in a hiatus. He was clinically diagnosed with mild depression. At first, he just need a psychiatrist but now he WANT A PSYCHIATRIST. |CHEOL × Lee Sung Kyung| _SEVENTEEN_ Doctor Series #1 All Rights Reserved © imPeiThO 2020