[S2]Unravel. BTS Poll Story Remix.

[Season 2] Ch. 5: Stranger.

•Based on the previous chapter, you have chosen to ask him for medical assistance. Wise choice.

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You step toward the seemingly mysterious man, gathering up the courage to properly ask him. You were nervous, being here in a completely new environment, with no one you knew. But perhaps this Jin guy could help you. You just have to stop yourself from being so tense and standoffish.

I don't even know him. W-what if this is all a trap, and he's a bad guy too?

You gather up the courage, scanning your brain for the right words.
"S-sir? I was injured while out with V. I c-can barely walk so I was wondering if—"

Before you could finish your sentence, he stretched his hand out to you. Which made you cut your sentence off.
"Say no more! Come with me. Take my hand. I'll help you to the infirmary." He gave you a gentle smile which not only gave you butterflies in your stomach, it also sent a weird, cool chill down your spine. He seemed pretty nice. Maybe you were wrong in thinking badly about him.

"Thank you." You nod your head while reluctantly grabbing his hand.

Seriously, what's with everyone grabbing my hand today?

You thought while rolling your eyes as he led you down a small hallway, to the back of the house. He stopped at a big, white door with a fancy intricate doorknob.
Is that really necessary?

He turns the handle, swinging the door open.
"Here we are!" Jin says as he enters inside, revealing a large room with several beds positioned all nice and neatly. Flowers hung from the windows, plants sat on each corner of the room giving it a very relaxed, and comfortable atmosphere.

You take a moment to look around, taking in the atmosphere of the place. It was impressive.
"Th-this is nice." You say meekly as you continue to scan the medical room. He smiled at you.
"Why thanks. I designed it myself. Now, climb up on here and I'll go grab some supplies."

You were a bit scared because you didn't want to be left alone here. You never know what could happen. But as he walked out of the room, you look over to your left and see a person inhabiting another bed. Perhaps a young adult. He was turned on his side, facing away from you. You really couldnt tell what he looked like because he was wearing a black hoodie. But he was quite built. It made you feel weird.

Why the hell are all of these people I'm meeting, hot af? Ugh. No, y/n. You just got out of a relationship. Stop looking.

Part of you wanted to say something to start a conversation, but another part of you was saying: Mind your own business by keeping your mouth shut. You don't know what kind of people live here.
Surveying him closer, he didn't look as though he was injured. It was hard to tell. Then again, you could be wrong. Not like it pertained to you. Everyone has their own reasons why they need a bit of a break. All you could do was relentlessly ponder why he was here.

Before you could make a decision, Jin came back in and went to your side, sitting down. He was slipping on some gloves. You immediately bit your lip.
"Are you the doctor here?" He looked at you. You felt uneasy. Should you trust anyone here to give you medical attention?

"Yes, something like that. I take care of the others when they come back from missions. Now, you said you have an injury on your leg, right? I'll have to cut your jeans off a bit to access the wound. Is that alright?"
Your heart thumped hard in your chest, gripping the cool sheets underneath you.
"Y-yes, that's fine." He smiled and nodded to you once more.
"Alright, thank you Y/N." He leaned down and used some medical scissors to cut the material near the wound. He lifted your leg up gently to do this. You looked away for the next 10 minutes, not really wanting to watch him as he treated your wound. And you hoped to whatever god that was out there, for it not to be painful.

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He finished treating the wound. He began packing up the equipment and cleaning the area up. He popped off his gloves and tossed them into a nearby trashcan.
"You were lucky it wasn't too deep. You escaped nerve damage and stitches. Just don't move around too much, and it won't reopen. Got it?" You look up at him. You felt relieved that it wasn't serious.

"Got it, doc." He pat your arm and stood up to his feet. "Good. Now rest here for a bit, I'm going to go take care of a few things. You'll be safe in here. And don't mind that one over there." He motioned with his head to the person on the other bed beside you.
"He's a quiet one." You give him a weak smile and watch him leave the room once again.

What do you do now?

[END: SEASON 2 CHAPTER 5]

**Please take note: (This story was originally a poll story. It is being converted into a full fan fiction, per my viewer's request. It is not a new story, nor a new concept.)