The Mystery Between Miseries (A Collection of One-shots)

Cure Me, Doctor

I have an incurable disease. An illness that even the best of the best doctors can't cure. I'm hopeless...

But... there is someone that I know has the cure for this disease. His name is Andrew Jung, a head doctor on a countryside hospital.

I need to see him again or I'll be dead in days.

So I went on a day of driving just to get to the hospital. It was tiring but I need to, it's for my own life.

I stood in front of the hospital that seemed to be haunted. The paint were fading and there were mosses on the wall. The trees around it helped a lot on making it more creepier.

There were leaves being blown by the wind and the surroundings so quite.

I gulped as my heart raced. I breathe in and sighed, then took a step forward.

'I can do this'

As I enter the hospital, the nurses were all looking at me like I was a new discovery from space. Maybe because that I was the only person to come in? Or maybe because I was wearing my high heeled boots, high waisted ripped short and a tight crop top?

It didn't matter if they'll look, I came here for my cure.

I went the receptionist and smiled.

"Is Mr. Jung available?" She simply nodded and gestured me the way to his office.

I said my thank you before heading to another hallway. I breathe in one more time as my heart raced faster.

I paused for a second before knowing then twisted the doorknob.

I pushed the door open and I could see th--

"I can't cure you." That was he said before I could even step inside.

"I already told you that, Ms. Hester." He glared at me once I had opened the door widely.

"You can cure me." I argued as I stepped inside and walked in. I went closer and stopped right in front of his table and leaned closer to him with my hands on his table.

"You're the only one that could cure me, Doctor." I mumbled looking at his unwavering eyes.

"That isn't a work for a Doctor." He said blankly.

"It is!" I whined slamming my hands on his table.

"Ms. Hester..."

"No! You're the one who gave me this disease at least take responsibility and cure me!" I yelled as my eyes became teary. This is insane.

"Can you shut u..."

"I will not!" I cut him off pulling his neck tie so his face would be closer to me.

"Not until you'll agree to cure me" He stared at me blankly and bored. His blue eyes not showing any emotion.

"Ms. Hester, there isn't a cure for being lovesick" I pouted when he said that.

"There is! You just have to agree to date with me!" I pouted again letting go of his tie.

"I'm busy." He answered me without even looking as he fix his coat and tie.

"It's just for this friday" I pouted and walked around his table and slumped my body to his swivel chair.

"Friday is the most busiest day on a hospital, Ms. Hester" he said turning the chair so I could face him. He leaned with his right hand on the arm of the chair.

"At least make time, I drived a whole day just to get here." I pouted again avoiding his gazed on me when he leaned closer.

"Ms. Hester" I flinched when his left hand held my chin and lips.

"Hmmm?" I tried looking annoyed when he pushed my chin to face him.

"We can date on Sunday, on the next Sundays, on my day off and the holidays." He leaned his forehead on mine and I can't help but to close my eyes with his warm breathe on my lips.

"You're my girlfriend after all." He chuckled before kissing me.