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"On your knees, Psycho" the security guard kicked open the door, placing a laser shock thing near his neck, forcing him to leave me and kneel down.
"Dr. Minrae, you okay?" Tae, came in worried.
"Huh? Me? yea, I'm-I'm oka-okay" I answered, a little horrified.
They dragged Jimin to a corner, asking him to face the wall and not move a single muscle. Jimin, hesitantly did what they said.
Tae and I were asked to move out and go upstairs for safety. Tae, was really terrified, he caught my hands tight and dragged me upstairs with all his strength. I wanted to tell him something, but he didn't even take a moment to breathe while running, with his hands locked with mine.
We reached upstairs near the counter. There were fewer patients today so the area was not so crowded with only a few nurses moving in and out of their respective rooms. Tae took a moment to inhale air; he pushed both his hands on to his waist, bending down to breath.
"You okay, Dr. Tae?" I asked, holding his right shoulder.
"Yea, I'm-I'm ok-oka-okay" he said, still panting hard, showing me thumbs up with his long fingers.
He took two minutes and finally stood up straight, running his hair back and ruffling them in the front again, fixing it.
He finally smiled wide.
"You should be going back to your room now, take a long rest before you and I get screwed up today, okay" he said, smiling and sighing at the same time.
"Tae-I saw, something-"But I was interrupted by Dr.Jin.
"What is going on down there, I saw the securities rush" he asked.
"Umm, HYUNG!! DID YOU KNOW?" Taehyung thought for a while and suddenly screamed.
"What?"
"THEY ARE SELLING FREE BEEF STICKS IN THE CAFETERIA!!"
"YOU ARE KIDDING!!" He screamed back.
"NO, LET'S GO" Tae grabbed Dr. Jin, who looked like he won a lottery and walked away with him. Not too far from my sight, Tae turned to my side from Jin's shoulder and winked at me, mouthing me to get to my room fast.
"Thank you" I mouthed, only he could see as he smiled back.
I reached my room and got inside. The whole day I was thinking about the incident today, I couldn't take my head off it.
My room was filled with pin drop silence. Well, I won't complain about that because neither back in America was my room fun to be in. I walked to my bed and was about to lie down before that scene ran through my head again as I stood up in frustration, because I couldn't believe it.
I walked to the mirror that hung on the wall next to my bed and focused on my reflection on it trying to recall back that unbelievable five seconds. This was something only I saw, and couldn't believe it even now.
'When Jimin looked into my eyes after pushing me to the wall and asking me stupid questions, his eyes, they turned a shade of golden'
'But how, and why'
Or wait; there is a simple and scientific explanation for this. And that is, I'm simply stressed and hallucinating stuffs.
'Wow, a Doctor is going psycho now' I thought in astonishment.
I slapped my face almost three times, chanting, wake up and decided to get myself fresh. I walked into my washroom for taking a bath and something else came into my head.
"Rara, is that you?" Hoseok's voice, when he asked me weird questions. I couldn't make out any sense in that, but why would tears appear in my eyes for a person I met not even for a proper ten seconds.
'Honestly, I'm done with life'
"Dr. Minrae, you have been called by our, CEO, please meet him immediately" an announcement came.
'Okay, I'm screwed'
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I knocked on the door before a hand pulled me away from it.
"Let me go, Jungkook!"
"What happened, got into trouble?" he asked, strengthening his grip on my hands.
"I don't know, so it would be nice if you would let go my hand and let me talk to your dad"
"I'm not nice" he replied, cold.
"Guessed so" I rolled my eyes.
He quickly let go of my hand and started staring at me with a mischievous smile.
"Hey look, I need a small favor from you"
"What?"
"Ask my dad to put in some money in my card, I have three dates to go today but my card is empty, like not even a Penney!" he said, shaking the card on my face.
"If you tell him he will listen, because he respects you a lot" he continued, shaking his head like a goldfish.
"Look Mr. Jungkook, there is no way I, will help you in any ways! At least not after what you did that day, I can't believe you have the guts to ask me this" I answered about to leave before he caught my hands again.
"Look Missy, if you don't help me now, I will consider making your life hell in here" he said, with round eyes, trying to scare me, but its rather funny.
"It's already hell in here, Mr. kook, good luck with that" I answered back, snatching my hands away and entering the CEO's room to see Mr. Joon facing the wall.
"Mr. Joon, I-I- I can explain, I was only-"
"Your day of work starts from now, go and do the needful" he cut me off, and shook me with his answer.
"So I'm not screwed?"
"Which part of my sentence dear, did you not understand" he asked, a bit straight.
"But my work schedule-"
"Will be ready by today, I just need you to get started with your treatments for him" he said, turning to my side to continue.
"Not like you were waiting for me to tell you anyways" he continued, grabbing a remote from under his desk and clicking the red button, turning on the big T.V in his room. It showed the clip of me downstairs when I was trying to treat him, but kicked me back hard.
"I'm sorry, I was just-"
"It's okay" he said smiling.
"Just be careful around him, I don't want a Doctor of my company getting hurt either" he said, opening his desk and taking out a small bandage out, gesturing it to me.
"For your fingers" he said. Well that was when I realized I had a small scratch in there. I took it from him, slowly wrapping it around my finger.
"Thank you, Mr.Joon"
His smile soon turned into a sigh as he turned his back at me, facing the window. The controllable expressions he bore were now dominated by fear and doubtfulness. He seems to be in deep thoughts.
"I would like it if you get started as soon as possible, personally" he added.
"I will try my best"
"We won't be able to keep him any longer, number 401, he will soon be taken out if you don't hurry"
I could no longer see his reflection on the window to mark his expressions because of the light that blocked his face. But I could say there was a frown on his face. He kept worrying.
"Mr.Joon?" I called.
"Yes, Dr"
"Would you mind if I ask you a question"
"Ofcourse not, go ahead" he now turned to face me, smiling like before.
"Exactly, how long, was Jimin undergoing treatment here?"
His face that had a smile just few seconds ago had dropped. Mr.Joon, was now giving me a pitiful smile instead.
"It's better if you find that out from him rather than me, sweetheart" he said.
"But once you do, please, don't give up on him" he continued, giving me a sad yet pleading eyes.
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