𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 || kth

CUATRO

JIHAE

I STARTED to hail a taxi after eating lunch a.k.a granola bars. I was eager to see Yoongi again.

I groaned when the taxi stops moving. I looked out to see traffic. I took us an hour to arrive at the hospital, and the pay was so big, damn that.

I went inside the hospital and walked to the information desk. I saw that heart eyes woman again.

"Hey, can I ask the room of Min Yoongi, please? I'm her sister and I'm a visitor." I said, the woman rolled her eyes and told me the room.

Alright, Room 193.

It was taking too much time to ride the elevator so I took the stairs instead. Why did I even wear jeans I should've just wore shorts.

I finally arrived at the fourth floor, and boy, I was panting terribly. People at the hallway started to look at me. Well, I was still wearing my formal clothes from earlier. Maybe I should've just changed my clothes.

I ran when I saw Yoongi's room number. I knocked on the door softly but I got no response so I assumed no one was inside, well except the sleeping beauty.

I opened the door and saw Yoongi's sleeping face. I was on the verge of crying of seeing his state but then I felt relieved to see his face earn some color.

Well, his face is actually pale but it's in different shade when I saw him unconscious.

I walked over to him, placing my hand in his. Who knew drinking soju can make someone lay on a hospital bed.

"You know Yoongi, I may be a bitch to you. But always remember, you're the only family I have. Despite our parents abandoning us, I've never really felt the family love and comfort. So I'm really thankful that I have you. Make sure you better wake up, or I'll hit you in the face until you wake up." I wiped the tears I didn't know were slowly trickling down my cheeks.

"That's sweet and uh, violent at the same time."

I jumped at the voice behind me, I saw the flirtatious doctor leaning on the door, his arms crossed.

"Oh, did you hear everything?" I asked.

He shook his head before letting out a grin, walking over to Yoongi.

"No, I just heard the violent part and the one before that."

"It's a surprise." I spoke out. He turned to me and raised an eyebrow, as if asking 'what?'

"You don't look weird today.  Unlike the state you're in when I saw you. You're probably not in the mood, huh." I gestured to his clothes and hair.

"Oh that. It was uh,-" His cheeks turned pink as I laughed at how flustered he is.

"Nah, your secret's safe with me. I understand." I turned back and sat down.

"Thanks."

"Oh, I forgot, how's my brother doing?" I asked him.

"We've checked his blood and vital statistics, alcohol has a big part in them. Is he an alcoholic?" Dr. Park took out his clipboard and began to turn the pages.