POV. JUNGKOOK
I regained consciousness, my eyes opening slowly and adjusting to the bright light. The only sound in the room was the beeping of a heart monitor and my deep, regular breaths. My body was limp, I couldn't move or feel my body well. But I felt a soft, slim hand on my chest. The touch feather light and gentle.
As I opened my eyes, a rare beauty standing in front of me. His dark, shiny eyes meeting mine. A breeze of wind blows on his black, soft hair. His slim, pink lips curl into a gentle smile as he sees me waking up.
"Hello, sleepyhead" the boy in the white doctor coat said. His voice one of an angel: deep, but also soft and gentle.
"Where am I?" I asked, my voice hoarse. The boy chuckled and showed around, his hand still gently on my chest.
"Don't you see? It's the hospital, silly." He said softly, his smile making my heart race. I looked at him with wonder.
"Y-Your smile is... beautiful" I stuttered, my cheeks flushing, same as his. He looked down, clearly flustered by the comment. An awkward, but comfortable silence goes through the room. I looked at him, completely lost in his beauty. My eyes were sparkling with adoration.
"S-Stop looking at me like that" He whispered and wanted to pull his hand away from my chest, but I grabbed it mid air gently, putting it on my chest again.
"What's your name?" I asked softly, my gaze still fixated on his face.
"Kim.. Taehyung. I'm Taehyung, also called Dr. Kim." The boy said. My mouth forms into a big smile.
"Taehyung... Kim Taehyung." I tried it on my lips. "It's a beautiful name, just like the named one" I said and held his hand tighter against my chest. Taehyungs cheeks turn even redder and he covered his face with his other hand. I chuckled and whispered to myself "cute." Then I tried sitting up, but groaned at the pain in my leg. Taehyung pushed me down again gently, his expression serious again.
"Don't move yet, Mr. Jeon" He said, his voice still soft, but slightly firmer now. I layed back down, looking at him with a surprised expression.
"How do you know my name?" I asked, slightly confused. A small smile appeared on his face again.
"Of course I know your name. You know, I can read your mind." He said teasingly, winking at me. I looked even more confused now.
"W-What?" He chuckled and got back to his desk, opening a drawer and pulling out a folder.
"It's written in your chart." He said, opening the folder and beginning to read: "Jeon Jungkook, 24 years old, male, plays the piano and drums, is a CEO of Jeon company and has a motocicle." He reads.
I get red in embarrassment and muttered under my breath: "That's not fair. You know so much about me, but I just know your name and profession." Taehyung smiled softly and puts the chart back down in the drawer, having heard my mumbling. "It's fair, because I'm your doctor and you're my patient, so I should know about you."
"Will you tell me things about you too?"