Coincidences |A Namjoon FF | (completed✓)

31- Family

It took me a few seconds to process what had happened.

She turned around and smiled at me, her right hand bleeding profusely because of the knife, which she let go of, it clattering on the ground

And then she fell

And time seemed to slow down

.....

"Exhaustion, low haemoglobin plus bloodloss due to the attack, all that caused her to collapse" the doctor tells me as we stand outside her room
"Her hand though, it's gonna be a problem since it's her dominant hand. She needed stiches and she won't be able to use it for two weeks maybe more. And there's gonna be a scar for a long time, possibly permanent." She says

2 weeks without using her hands?
In a job that requires her to draw and type and do god knows what.
She's not gonna like that one bit
And

And she did it for me

"Mr Kim? Would you like me to break the news to her or-"

"No it's fine I'll tell her"

I hear a faint cry from her room and open the door in haste

Her POV

Disinfectant. That's the first thing I registered before opening my eyes. A clean white hospital room

What

I tried to sit up but I cry out in pain, as I look at my right hand, all bandaged up.
Namjoon busts through the door, worry marring his face. He moves towards me.

"What- what happened?" I ask as he helps me to sit up.

"Well I guess you saved my life-"

Ahh the crazed stalker-

I roll my eyes "Puh-leese. No need to be dramatic"

"Why didn't you take better care of yourself? Why haven't you been sleeping and eating properly?" He says as he looks into my eyes with an expression so intense I want to hide under the blanket.

"Is that why-"

"You fainted Ayanna! How can you be so chill about this?!"

I just look at him with a sheepish smile.

The comeback was in a few weeks and we hadn't seen each other much, both of us buried to our necks in work. I hadn't slept well for three days now.

The fact that we were traveling to Ilsan to meet his family didn't help the nerves either.

Work

Wait

I look at my hand

"Umm Namjoon-" I say as I raise my hand

He sighs before continuing

"You've got a couple of stitches. You can't use it for two weeks minimum-"

"WHAT- BUT-"

"No buts. It needs to heal. And the doctor said it might scar forever. We need to be patient. Let your body heal-"

"BUT I HAVE WORK AND PROJECTS AND-"

"Shush" he says as he places a finger on my lips "I'm sure they'll manage. Especially since you have finished most of it haven't you? You're not working missy and that's final"

"What about um-" I say, trying to change the topic

"Oh the woman who attacked us? She has a broken nose, but is otherwise fine. She will be in police custody after her treatment. Luckily there was a CCTV on one of the street lights that caught the whole scene"

"I see-"

"Thank you- I- I don't know why I didn't move... Thank you"

"Oh Joonie I know you would've done the same if you had to..." I reach out for his hand and pat it. He leans forward and places a kiss on my forehead.

The door to the room opens and the doctor steps in.

"Ahh Miss Ayanna. How are you feeling?"

"Fine actually!" I say brightly,

"Great. We will discharge you in a couple of minutes. As Mr Namjoon has already told you, you can't use your hand for a better part of the month. Also I'm giving you iron supplements and prescribing rest for a week. Take it easy okay?" She says with a smile before leaving

Namjoon's phone buzzes and he picks it up

"Ahh manager-nim. Yeah yeah we're fine-" he says as he looks at me and smiles "no no it's fine I specifically told you I don't want security. Yes I know I can't be irresponsible- yes- yes we'll be making our way back in a couple of hours- yes- okay-"

He cuts the call with a sigh

"They're all worried aren't they?" I say

"Apparently I am now not allowed to go anywhere without security."

I sigh. It was losing a certain level of freedom.

But it was for his safety

"I mean you have a lot of work before the comeback anyway so I guess its fine for now?" I say trying to make him feel better

"Yeah I guess-" he says as he smiles a smile that doesn't reach his eyes

Wow am I bad at this. What does this man see in me?

...

We take a taxi back to Seoul. It's 9 when we reach. Namjoon insists on sleeping with me today

"I'm gonna throw that laptop out of the window if you try working" he says as he slips under the covers

"What do I do for a week? I can't do anything-"

"Watch some shows, order some food, live your best life!" He says as he snuggles closer.

I sigh in defeat and let the exhaustion wash over me.

A/n

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