Lucidity | BTS Crackfic (Kinda...)

Dr. Kim

1st of August, 2020

Dream status: Normal

My eyes fluttered open. A hospital. A green screen, with curtains on one side around my bed. Monitors had been left closed near me. I had no wires attached.

Then why was I here?

"Bitch get the fucking bread out of the cardiac defibrillator  how many time do I have to tell you that you don't use it for toast!" I heard a voice come from outside.

"Jin calm down there's no need to panick—"

"Panick! I am not panicking! Why do you think I'm panicking!? Just cause I seem like I'm panicking doesn't mean that I'm actually panicking cause this is not how one panickes when they're pani–"

The last thing I heard was a loud bang before my vision darkened again.

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I woke up. Again.

But this time, the monitors beside me were actually turned on and working. Its strings attached to my body.

"Ok but why did you have to bang her on the head with the drip stand."

"Huyng, she was awake."

"THAT'S A GOOD THING KOOK."

The other voice responded with a little 'oh'.

Suddenly the curtain was yanked open.

"Hey." A man with a cute dimpled smile and specs, stood near my bed.

"I'm Namj–" it was a shame that he couldn't complete his sentence before the curtain along with its rod came falling on top of him making a loud sound.

I tried to get off and help him but couldn't do so since I had been attached to the computer strings.

"Are you alright?" I asked, sitting in an awkward position on my bed while trying to peak at him.

"Yes." He chuckled nervously from the floor where he sat amongst the wreak he had just caused.

The man freed himself hastily from the curtains and stood up using my bed as a support. He moved the bed a bit to the front from its initial position in the process as well. My strings tensed as he did so.

I made a mental note to look out for myself whenever I were to be around him in the near future.

The man clears his throat subtly before resuming to what he was about to say earlier.

"I am Namjoon. Dr. Kim Namjoon." He stated.

If this were to be a cringy anime you'd probably see flowers blooming around him from my point of view. Well this wasn't the case. So all I saw, was a good looking yet clumsy man (with dimples) in his early twenties.

I gave a gentle nod at his words.

"Hailey." I introduced myself.

"So, how do you feel Hailey?"
He asked.

"Fine I guess. My head felt a little heavy when I woke up tho." I said.

"I see." Namjoon pursed his lips.

I looked at him for a proper explanation about my state but he seemed to be too deep in thought to actually respond to my curious gaze.

"Namjoon. You didn't flush the toilet after using it." Another man appeared from behind the curtains. Singing and rubbing the bridge of his nose. His physique way shorter than compared to Namjoon's. His hair dyed blond.