𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌

- 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞-𝖙𝖜𝖔

Earlier the next morning , the whole medical team is standing outside their assigned tents . Each of them being called by their numbers and paired into groups .

Dr.Ramsey sudden eyes locks with yours and he smile assuring you that everything will work out just well .

You search the rest for a familiar face .

" Number 99 Doctor Miandra williams ? " the advisor speaks , looking for the candidate . as a cue , you raise your hand as a response .

She nods and continues reading the board .
" your will be paired with Dr.Ramsey and Dr.Alma "

Surprised , you walk toward them who happily accept you in their team .

Upon finishing , you all head toward last night tent where many hurt soldiers are now meddling with each other happily .

You walk toward the younger one who sets by the end of the corner , eyeing outside with sad eyes .

You take his board reading his name and his condition .

" I'm feeling okay , you don't need to assist me anymore " he beams at you , not ripping his gaze from the view of sunrise .

" Jung hoseok , you have a very unique name " you smile , trying to catch his attention . But all he does was click his tongue and darkly chuckle .

"  people used to like calling me horse , it's a bit strange for someone to call my name 'unique' " he states , slowly turning his head to finally take in your presence.

The moment you eyes lays on each other ,he hysterically coughs , as if something got stuck in his airways .

You help calming his down by patting his back gently .

" w-wow " he comments , gazing you up and down .

" wow as in 'you just saved me from choking to my death ?' "

He smiles at last , and for the first time you feel as if the whole room lighted up .

You can't help but smile as well .

" and by the way , it isn't nice to let people talk get to your head , some of the things they say is either out of jealousy or 'jealousy' " you shrug and you hear him laugh .

" good one doc " he comfortably settles on his bed .

" do you mind ?" Pausing to his left side , you take his arm in yours , gently applying some Antibiotics to it .

" so ? " he starts .

You look up meeting his eyes , putting in a simple smile you nod .
" so " you add .

" uhm ... maybe some comforting will do " he says .

" er... and what do the mister want as comfort ?" You answer , eyeing him with an innocent smile .

He shrugs .
" tell me , you must be from " he stops , checking me out .
" you are to foreign to be from north korea "

You let out a soft 'ouch' as he continues .

" north America maybe ?" He suspiciously look from eyes to my face .
" i really . don't . know "