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*Jungkook's POV*
Hah.
So that's a girl.
Pushing my phone down near my pillow, I let out a yawn because of the tiredness that college was giving me.
I wish I could just run away.
Somewhere far...
With someone.
Away from this shitty world, I just want to breathe without any problem. Just for some days...
*Ring Ring*
Talking about problem, here's another one.
Groaning in agitation, I picked up my phone again, my eyes flicking to read the letters gleaming on the screen.
"Yeah mom?"
"Jeon, are you awake?"
"I was, is there a problem?"
Listening to my mom's voice doesn't make me feel elated anymore. Because whenever she calls me, she moreover.... gives me orders.
"We're going on a business trip for a couple of days. We've got an invitation for a wedding from one of our associates."
"So, what does it has to do with me?"
Completely understanding what she was trying to say, I clenched my jaw, my grip on the phone tightening.
"I want you to attend it. It is very near to your-"
"Mom," making my voice a couple octaves high, I tried to retort "I can't, you know how busy I am these days!"
"But attending a wedding ceremony for a few hours won't do any harm Jeon. They're our special affiliates and I want our bond to get stronger. Moreover, she'll be happy to meet you too-"
"I'm not going. I'm sorry but you know how much I hate crowds mom."
"It won't be a crowded place Jeon, they're classy and I'm quite sure you'll enjoy.."
"Mom-"
"Jeon.."
By hearing her sweet tone suddenly turning into demanding one, I sighed.
I can't deny.
I forgot that I'm not her son anymore, I'm more like a labour to them.
"Fine." I replied, gritting my teeth.
"You're so sweet son, have a good-"
"Bye mom.." before she could complete her sentence, I hung up and threw my phone away, the anger in my nerves boiling with disgust.
How can a mother not understand her kid?
How many times do I have to obey her demands?
When am I going to be free...
Forever?
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*Hana's POV*
Today is such a good day.
Dr. Hoseok told me he would meet me in this park.
Dragging my feet along the concrete footpath, I ran my gaze all around where the children were playing in the park, my eyes looking for that familiar person.
I guess he's late.
I walked upto a wooden bench and plopped down, a smile creeping upon my lips when a little girl walked past me, carrying a doll in her hands.
She refreshed my memories.
I remember how me and my friends used to play like this....
Wow, those were golden days...
"Miss- Hana! Sorry I'm late." Hearing the sweet familiar voice behind me, I turned my head to witness Dr. Hoseok, not in his usual doctor's attire but a casual one.
I smiled as he seated himself beside me, taking deep breaths.
"Did you jog upto here, doctor?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah.. I didn't want to be late but got caught up in work. Anyways, how are you now?"
"I'm good, much better than before. Your therapy is working I guess." I noticed his lips stretching into a crescent smile and I felt my chest filled with warmth.
"I'm glad," he spoke, looking at his palms, "you know, a lot of times, even I don't feel any good. I feel just like you, weak and upset. You know what helps me then?"
"What?"
"Dance."
"You.... dance?" My eyes widened, as he chuckled and got up.
"This was something I always loved. You know, my passion. Everyone has a passion. What's yours?"
"Uh, I..."
Should I tell him that I like singing?
But I don't sing anymore.
My parents said I don't have a good voice and that I sound like a parrot.
That would be embarrassing to share..
"N-no doctor, I... don't have any passion."
"What?" He frowned, staring into my eyes. "Don't say that, I know you are a secret star."
"Am I?" I smiled, looking away from him.
"It's okay if you don't wanna share, but if you have any passion, believe in yourself. Don't listen to others because they are no one to decide your fate. If you love something, then Nike!"
"Nike?"
"Just do it!" He laughed playfully and I laughed along, feeling something in my stomach.
Dr. Hoseok is so sweet.
I wish he would stay in my life forever...
"Dance with me, Hana..."
"H-huh?" Breaking through my trance, I looked up at him, who was extending his arm towards me.
"But I don't know-"
"I'll guide you, just like I've been doing for some days..." He smiled and I looked around nervously, that little girl staring awkwardly at me.
She would surely be thinking that I'm weird.
I got up, holding Dr. Hoseok's hand as he pulled me towards him, his other hand grabbing my waist as I panicked.
"Don't worry, I don't have any bad intentions." He chuckled and I felt my cheeks burn.
"I know, doctor.."
"Follow me, then." He started moving along with me, his gaze never leaving my face. I nervously followed his steps, looking away from him.
"You're doing well." He smiled.
"Th-thank you, though I never danced."
"No one can tell you never did, you're amazingly talented Hana. Just find yourself and your worth." He lowered his voice and I nodded, my heart thumping with an odd feeling.
Can I?
Can I really find myself?
A/N
Hey! Long time no updates hehe😂
I'm not officially back, I've been receiving a lot of requests to update so I did. Thank you my lovely readers, you all are so precious that I wanna squish y'all with my love🤧
Anyways, I think..... I'm falling for Doctor Hoseok 🤪
I'll try to update soon, till then please take care and wear masks! Byeee♥️