🗒 ❛ XLII : i hate hospitals ༉‧₊˚✧
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ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵃ ˡᵉᵃˢʰ."
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{ no one's pov }
'ham&cheese sandwich.
i bought it for you. you're welcome.'
jinhee looked at him suspiciously as her eyes shifted from the sandwich to taehyung and back again and again.
'are you sure you didn't poison this? are you plotting a murder against me?'
she asked jokingly, as taehyung rolled his eyes.
'fine, if you don't want it, i can have it myself.'
he said, clearly annoyed as he snatched the sandwich away from her.
my eyes widened as jinhee quickly attempted to jump off bed to snatch my sandwich back.
'NO NO I WANT IT—OW OW OW!'
jinhee said, as she quickly jerked back to bed as she momentarily forgot she was even injured, again.
taehyung looked a little shocked as he didn't really expect that to happen, but again it was jinhee and she probably does anything for food.
'it's fun seeing you get the karma you deserve.'
taehyung teased, as jinhee flashed her middle finger to him before grabbing the opportunity to snatch her sandwich back from taehyung as he came closer to her.
'so, what happened?'
taehyung finally asks, as jinhee pursed her lips as she pretended not to hear taehyung's question and stuffed the sandwich into her mouth.
taehyung frowned as he realised jinhee was ignoring his question.
'jimin sounded...distressed when he called me. i asked hobi what happened because he's the one who sent you to the hospital but he refuses to tell me and i can't reach jimin by the phone.'
he further explained, as jinhee sighed and brought the sandwich down to her lap.
'well i was visiting hobi and jimin at the dance studio, and i got fascinated by their dancing so i asked jimin to teach me a few steps and he did but i found them to easy so i told him to teach me dance steps that were more challenging and he thought me how to do spins. well long story short, i tripped, boohoo, and landed at all the wrong places at the wrong time. so...yeah.'
jinhee explained as she brought the sandwich back to her mouth and began munching once more.
she had to admit, she was good liar.
'really? i mean that sounds like a very jinhee thing to do, but you don't even like dancing, you're probably to lazy to learn anything.'
taehyung said back, as jinhee rolled her eyes.
'you don't even know me.'
she replied, as she was three-quarters done with her sandwich.
'fine, but how can you explain jimin crying over the phone and saying 'it's my fault. taehyung, i'm sorry...i don't know what to do.'? he is definitely the type who says sorry at the tiniest thing but crying? really?'
taehyung fired back, and jinhee suddenly felt like this was an interrogation.
dang dumb bitch why does he have to be so smart?
jinhee knew that taehyung was going to find out sooner or later and it was just a matter of time. he's someone who observes everyone really closely, not in a creepy way obviously, and he extremely aware of everything that is happening around him, even the ones he wasn't supposed to find out.
it's just a matter of when he will find out.
'haha...right. well...you know jimin's a sensitive fellow right?'
jinhee nervously chuckled, as she shrugged.
taehyung was about to say something, when jinhee's phone suddenly started ringing.
'can you get that for me please?'
jinhee asked taehyung, as she pointed to her vibrating phone.
she couldn't reach her phone due to her current state, as taehyung smiled knowingly to himself as he crossed his arms and leaned back.
'i don't know. you don't really deserve my help.'
he replied as jinhee groaned.
'stop holding a grudge. just help me get my phone, it could be important.'
jinhee pleaded, as the sound of her phone ringing stopped.
jinhee threw taehyung a look as he rolled his eyes before getting up to get jinhee's phone.
her phone started ringing once more as she took her phone from taehyung's hands and saw the caller id:
╔═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╗
📞PHONE NOTIFICATIONS:
- (1) missed call from MR CHOI
- ( ! ) MR CHOI is calling you...
╚═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╝
ACCEPT / CANCEL
jinhee:
"HELLO COACH!
WASSUP!"
mr choi:
*laughs*
"honorifics, jinhee."
jinhee:
"yes yes yes,
anyways why did you call?"
mr choi:
"miss kang, did you forget?"
jinhee:
"forget what?"
mr choi:
"practice, kang jinhee!
you have track and field
practice tomorrow, remember?
i called you to remind you
so you don't miss your practice.
you need to practice for your
upcoming national competition.
it's in one week, kang jinhee."
jinhee:
*in a whisper*
"fuck."
mr choi:
"sorry jinhee, what was that?
you need to speak up,
coach's old and i can't
hear properly. *laughs*
jinhee:
"o-h...uh-uh-uhhh...
um..."
mr choi:
"miss kang? hello?
is the reception bad at your
house?"
jinhee:
"i-i..."
taehyung:
(background voice)
"are you having a spasm?"
mr choi:
"who's that, jinhee?
is that your brother?"
jinhee:
"um...y-yes, coach!
i'll get back to you later,
okay?"
mr choi:
"oh...okay.
just remember that
tomorrow you have—"
jinhee:
"thank you coach!
bye!"
DISCONNECT FROM
VOICE CALL?
[ YES / CANCEL ]
'what happened? you look like you just saw jungkook being sane again. yea, i know, shocker.'
taehyung remarked, as jinhee jaw hung wide open as she brought her non-injured hand to cover her mouth in shock.
her eyes shifted down to her injured leg that was wrapped with a thick cast as she repeatedly muttered out swear words.
'no no no no no no no!'
jinhee exclaimed, as she unintentionally used her injured arm to pick up her other pillow and threw it against the wall in front of her.
she felt the same sharp pain on her elbow as she groaned in frustration.
'stupid STUPID ARM!'
she lashed out as she pulled her hair in frustration.
taehyung blinked a few times as he was unaware of what was going on.
'are you...okay?'
he asked hesitantly, as jinhee arched her eyebrows.
'oh yeah, mhm, for sure. i am totally sane and i am doing entirely fine, thank you very much. for your concern!'
jinhee replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
jinhee managed to calm down as she sat by her bed and stared into black space, her expression void of any emotion. she looked blank and she refused to accept that she had to withdraw from the competition.
it may sound like nothing, but it really meant everything to her.
she was so focused on staring at the wall in front of her that was the same poor wall she had threw two pillows at, that she didn't realise taehyung standing up and leaving his seat before coming back with a cup of water in his hand.
'water. drink.'
taehyung offered, jinhee broke eye contact with the blank wall and plainly looked at taehyung.
she frowned as she sighed and took the water, not saying thank you.
'it's ruined. i'm ruined.'
she said to herself, taehyung titled his head in confusion.
'what's ruined?'
taehyung asked quizzically.
'i was supposed to take part in the annual national track and field championships. out of everyone, my coach chose me. but i blew it.'
jinhee explained, feeling lost and upset about how she was going to tell her coach.
mr choi has reminded her literally almost every few days to be careful and not to get injured, but she just had to injure herself one week before the competition.
'there's...always next year?'
taehyung said lamely, as jinhee threw him a look.
'ugh, you won't get it.'
jinhee replied, as she buried her face in one hand as her other was injured.
just then, the door burst open as taehyung immediately turned his head towards the direction of the door and jinhee looked up towards the door.
'KANG JINHEE WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?'
a familiar, feminine voice started shouting the moment she entered the room.
'shhhh, haeun! this is a hospital!'
another feminine, but a more gentle, soft voice whisper-shouted towards the other.
jinhee's face almost instantly lit up upon seeing her best friends as taehyung got up from his seat for haeun and sujin to spend time with their hospitalised friend.
'jinhee, i'll be outside.'
taehyung informed jinhee as she nodded.
as taehyung was about to step out, jinhee suddenly called out him.
'TAETTIES!'
taehyung stopped as he threw jinhee an 'are you serious?' look as jinhee pretended to be ignorant.
'thanks for the sandwich...and the water.'
she said as taehyung's annoyed expression turned into a faint smile as he nodded and left the room.
haeun's eyes immediately widened as she brought her hand to her mouth in shock.
'OH MY GOD! SUJIN DID YOU SEE THAT?!'
she turned towards sujin, and shook her violently as she started rambling about how she wanted to be jinhee and taehyung's bridesmaid when they get married.
sujin shushed haeun as she looked at jinhee's injuries in concern.
'jinhee, how did you get injured?'
jinhee pursed her lips as she contemplated if she should tell them what exactly happened.
i should, right?
they're my best friends and they've proved to me more than they should that i can trust them.
jinhee thought to herself.
hence, she told haeun and sujin exactly what happened from about 8pm to the present, leaving out the part as to why jimin acted like that.
she knew that if she explained, she would not be able to keep jimin's secret and she promised him she would not tell anyone.
and a promise is a promise.
'WHAT? I'LL KILL HIM—'
'wait so you have to withdraw from the competition?'
sujin asked, cutting haeun's maniacal rampage off.
'mhm.'
jinhee replied, sighing.
'and you're not gonna kill that son of a bitch?'
haeun asked in disbelief, as sujin started lecturing her about how violence is never an option and one should always solve things in a normal, verbal, and civilised manner.
'when are you getting discharged?'
'tomorrow morning. they just want me to rest overnight so they can monitor how i'm doing and if by tomorrow i'm fine, i can get out of this hellhole.'
'i fucking hate hospitals.'
jinhee replied sujin, as sujin was about to speak up about her use of vulgarities,
as haeun cut her off.
'great! we'll pick you up tomorrow morning! it's a weekend anyway, and sujin can go a few hours without studying, am i right?'
haeun said, nudging sujin to say yes.
'uh well...i guess...'
sujin said unsurely as haeun threw her a look.
'fine, but i'm only doing this for jinhee, not you.'
sujin jokingly scowled at haeun, which she rolled her eyes at.
haeun and sujin noticed jinhee looking unusually down, and they both knew why.
they couldn't do anything, jinhee was badly injured and there's no way she'll recover in a week.
'i...i'm gonna ask the doctor if there's any way i can recover in a week. i don't want to withdraw from the competition.'
jinhee said in a small voice, ending her sentence with almost a whisper.
'WHAT? YOURE JOKING RIGHT? LOOK AT YOU! i mean it's not even certain if you can crawl much less say walk and MUCH LESS SAY RUN—MMPHHH!'
sujin cut haeun off my placing her hand on her mouth, shutting her up.
sujin laughed awkwardly as she told jinhee to ignore haeun.
'but i mean, haeun's kinda right. i know how much you looked forward to this competition, but...you're injured and there's really no way you can recover in a week, jinhee...'
sujin reasoned, as jinhee shifted her eyes away from her best friends as she stared at the wall in front of her.
just then, the doctor entered the room with a few pieces of paper and a stethoscope around his neck.
jinhee immediately shifted from her bed as she straightened herself up and looked at the doctor.
''when can i start walking again? no, sorry—when can i start running again? can i started running in a week? i have this competition and it's extremely important to me and i really don't want to withdraw from it. how about prosthetic legs? can i have one? it could work, right?'
nonsensical questions started spurring out of jinhee's mouth as the only thing she could think about was the disappointment on her coach's face when she tells her that she had to withdraw from the competition, as well as the feeling of guilt and frustration to miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
haeun looked at sujin in concern as she muttered, 'what the fuck? she has clearly lost her mind. prosthetic legs? i—'
sujin stepped on her leg to shut her up once more as haeun glared at her.
the doctor sighed as he was probably used to this.
'i've just got back your x-ray results.
ms kang, you've broken two bones—one at your left knee and one at your right elbow. not to mention, you fractured your wrist. however, since you're still young, it would be able to recover quicker than usual. i'd say at least eight weeks before you can walk normally again.'
the doctor explained, not looking at jinhee but his documents instead as he continued flipping through it to confirm what he had just told jinhee.
jinhee's jaw hung wide open.
'e-eight w-weeks? eight weeks?! you're kidding, right?'
jinhee asked the doctor again, accidentally dropping her honorifics due to her state of shock.
the doctor chose to ignore that as he nodded.
'you'd need to be in clutches, or wheelchair if you don't feel like putting extra effort to walk with clutches. it can be a hassle, especially because your arm's injured too.'
the doctor said with sympathy, as jinhee looked away from the doctor as her shoulder slumped disappointedly.
'i'll give you three some time alone.'
the doctor said finally, as he took his leave.
sujin looked at jinhee sadly as she proceeded to hold jinhee's hand, attempting to comfort her.
haeun stood up almost immediately after the doctor left, saying:
'that's it. where's park jimin? i'm calling him here right now.'
she said as she looked around for jinhee's phone.
jinhee groaned.
'there's no fucking point. i can't compete. you heard the doc, i should've just minded my own business and stayed at home and eat my lucky charms.'
'you were simply being a good friend, jinhee.'
sujin assured her.
'yeah, so good that when he called you past your curfew just so you can play tag with him in the dance studio and you immediately said yes. now look who's got to pay the price? you're really such a simp—'
'haeun! you are so not helping!'
sujin cut haeun off, as haeun groaned and pursed her lips.
'were. i'm over him.'
jinhee declared truthfully. now that she thought about it, she never had a crush before. it was probably just what you call puppy love, stupid app led her on.
'woah, jinja?'
haeun said, her eyes widening bigger than her usual big eyes.
'yeah.'
jinhee confirmed, shrugging as haeun spotted the empty paper bag and tray in front
of jinhee.
'what's that?'
haeun asked curiously.
'taetties bought it.'
she said simply as sujin raised an eyebrow and haeun, being haeun, simply was being overly-dramatic as usual.
'jinhee, you really shouldn't have said that,
haeun's literally the ambassador of taehee.'
sujin told jinhee, as jinhee cringed at the ship name.
'gross, both of you get out.'
jinhee jokingly said, as haeun pouted before wiggling her eyebrows weirdly at jinhee.
jinhee would've slapped her hard but her current state didn't allow her to do so.
'it's late, you guys should go. we'll meet tomorrow.'
jinhee told the two of them.
'it's not even that late, it's only 11pm. i can stay longer, my parents doesn't give a fuck.'
haeun said, shrugging it off as sujin's eyes widened and she immediately stood up.
'oh my god! 11pm? oh my god, haeun tell me you're kidding!'
sujin exclaimed, as haeun flashed her phone in front of sujin's face.
'oh no! okay, i've really got to go. i'm sorry i can't stay longer jinhee, i'll come earlier than haeun tomorrow to make up for it! i hope you feel better soon!'
sujin quickly said, as she took her bag and cardigan as she headed for the door hastily.
'bitch i'll definitely be here earlier than you!'
haeun shouted at sujin.
sujin would've called her out for her use of
vulgarities but she didn't have time.
as she opened the door and dashed out, she bumped into someone as she felt herself stumbling back.
she looked up as she rubbed her head. she didn't have time to look at the person for long but all she knew is he looked intimidating and he shouldn't be messed with.
sujin bowed apologetically.
'sorry.'
she muttered, as she whisked past the mysterious-looking man and ran off.
after sujin left, her petite figure was replaced by the man she bumped into earlier on as he pushed the door open.
jinhee and haeun shifted their eyes towards the door as jinhee raised both her eyebrows curiously.
'yoongi? what are you doing here?'
jinhee asked, as a taller man appeared behind yoongi.
he smiled at jinhee pleasantly as his dimples flashed obviously.
'namjoon?!'
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{ taehyung's pov }
'how did the both of you know i was here?'
i heard murmurs at the other side of the door. and no, i was not stalking jinhee or whatever. hobi asked me to stay here to keep watch because something came up.
i swear, i feel like some sort of side bitch that helps people watch over their pet dogs.
'taehyung called us over. he said you're in desperate need of company and he's the last person who can prove useful to you right now.'
'what? i'm not in desperate need of company, sujin and haeun were here with me earlier on.'
'i told you it'll be pointless to come. stupid bitch knows how to be independent and she doesn't need babysitters.'
'hyung, is it necessary for you to say spiteful things in front of an injured friend?'
'what friend?'
'okay regardless, i appreciate y'all being here. thanks namjoon, and i guess the 'thank you' extends an extremely tiny bit to you, yoongles.'
i decided that i was getting bored of standing outside and hearing their conversation inside.
i was not eavesdropping, they were being so fucking loud.
i entered the ward as i see jinhee and namjoon laughing together and yoongi being his typical
slouchy self, rolling his eyes.
jinhee's friend, haeun, seemed kind of out of place as she did not know what was happening.
they heard the door open as they all simultaneously turned their heads towards my direction.
haeun stood up as she took her bag and told jinhee that she was going to leave.
'byeeeeee! i'll see you guys tomorrow morning.'
jinhee waved, as haeun flashed her a thumbs up and went out of the room.
'okay i'm going home. i've done my part of being a minimally decent friend and i'm tired.'
yoongi declared as he trudged towards the door.
'also get your friend some eyes, she doesn't seem to know where the fuck she's going.'
yoongi said lastly before exiting the ward without saying goodbye.
namjoon attempted to call yoongi back but yoongi obviously ignored him. namjoon groaned in frustration as he shook his head as though he was so used to this—who am i kidding? he is fucking used to fixing our mess.
'yoongs didn't bring money, so i'd have to pay for his taxi fare so he can get home. i'm sorry we couldn't stay longer, jinhee. i'll see you seen?'
namjoon said, looking at jinhee as she nodded.
i flashed namjoon a look as he smiled awkwardly at me. he ignored my eye signals as he went out of the door.
fuck you, namjoon.
why am i left alone with this imbecile?
i groaned as i turned my body to face jinhee, although i wasn't looking at her.
i heard her sigh as she said, 'why are you still here? i needa sleep, i feel like death right now and i need my beauty sleep.'
'no amount of sleep can fix that face of yours.'
i replied back almost immediately, as i looked at jinhee as she narrowed her eyes at me.
'and no amount of therapists can fix that attitude of yours.'
she fired back softly, as i could see her eyes getting heavier and heavier.
'go away, kim taehyung...i want to sleep and your presence is disturbing me.'
she muttered, her voice getting smaller.
i rolled my eyes at her ability to still be incredibly annoying and come up with something savage to say to me even when she's half-asleep.
i stood up from my seat as i headed for the door. i looked back and debated whether i should help her with her blanket.
it was winter, and it was cold. i'm not heartless to just leave her to freeze like that. i would do this for jimin, jungkook, or any of my hyungs.
i slowly walked over towards her bed as both of my arms reached out to grab her blanket as i covered her up with the blanket until it reached her shoulders.
i observed her sleeping form for a while as i recalled her conversation with her two friends earlier on.
again, i didn't eavesdrop. they were just being fucking loud.
i didn't understand why jinhee told haeun and sujin that jimin and her were playing tag in the dance studio and jimin accidentally pushed her and fell when she told me an entire different story.
moreover, jimin never plays rough.
i sighed as i blinked a few times and edged closer to jinhee.
'you can't hear me but, i'm sorry about your competition. i wish i could've done something. i don't know what you and jimin are hiding from me, but i'll find out. anyways, until then, i hope you feel better, dumbass.'
i said in an extremely soft voice, hoping with every part of my soul that she was really deep asleep.
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— the next morning —
Time Check: 7am
'where's my friend? we're here to bail her out of this hellhole.'
'i'm sorry, miss. but miss kang needs to go though a final medical checkup before we can confirm that she can be discharged from the hospital.'
'what? ughhhhh fineeeee. can we go in though?'
'no.'
'jesus, i swear, i could never understand hospital protocols.'
i heard haeun's loud, bellowing voice that woke me up from my sleep, as well as the poor nurse who was patient enough to tolerate her bullshit.
the nurse came in shortly after explaining to haeun as to why she wasn't allowed to come in.
the nurse looked at me and shook her head jokingly as i laughed.
'sorry about my friend. she can be quite...persistent.'
i told her, as she chuckled and started doing god-knows-what kind of procedures.
she measured my heartbeat, and did some electronic scan before changing the casts on both my elbow and knee.
'alright. you're all good and free to go!'
the nurse declared, as she took a pair of clutches for me before helping me up.
woah, i've never walked with clutches before.
i guess there's a first time for everything.
'or do you want to use the wheelchair instead?'
the nurse asked me, as i shook my head.
it is bad enough that i can't run and participate in the national competition. i did not want to deprive myself from walking as well. i swear if i do i would forget how to walk, much less say run by the end of eight weeks. it doesn't seem like much but, one's fitness level drops pretty quickly.
'alright. i highly recommend you to rest at home the whole of today and refrain from going out and exerting too much pressure on your injured areas. if you want to recover quicker, you will heed my advice, araseo?'
the nurse said sternly, as i sighed and nodded.
the nurse smiled once more as she ushered me to the door.
'can the both of you bring her home immediately after this? please help to ensure that she does not move around too much, it'll slow down the healing process of the bone if she does.'
the nurse instructed both haeun and sujin.
sujin nodded as she bowed and thanked the nurse for taking good care of me.
'aye aye captain!'
haeun said, as she saluted the nurse. the nurse rolled her eyes as she smiled at haeun's cheekiness and walked away.
'LET'S GOOOOO HOOOOOOME!'
haeun exclaimed, as both sujin and haeun supported me as i attempted to get use to the clutches.
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{ taehyung's pov }
after doing my job to be jinhee's personal guard dog yesterday night, i had made my way out of the hospital to go home—or i attempted to.
i was about to get into a taxi when hobi called me and told me to stay there for the night because he was still caught up with something and he can't be with jinhee during the night.
i swear, i should get paid for this.
i woke up at 3 in the morning and could not fall back asleep no matter how hard i tried to as the hospital chairs were the literal definition of uncomfortable.
i watched as jinhee and her two friends made their way out of the hospital safely as i texted hobi:
📥CHAT WITH HOBI
KIM TAEHYUNG:
hyung, jinhee got discharged
and her two friends picked her up
KIM TAEHYUNG:
she's doing fine and
you're welcome
KIM TAEHYUNG:
again
HOBI:
taehyungie
KIM TAEHYUNG:
yes okay i know you're
very grateful but save it
KIM TAEHYUNG:
i said you're welcome
HOBI:
pick up the call
.
.
.
'what?'
i muttered to myself, confused.
'what the fuck?'
i muttered once again to myself.
me:
"hello?"
hobi:
"oh...hello..."
me:
"you sound weird but anyways
yeah i get that you're insanely
grateful for the favour i've done
for you but you can just express
your gratitude over text, you know."
hobi:
"taehyungie, that's not it."
me:
"oh. sorry then."
me:
"why'd you call me?"
hobi:
"it's kinda my fault..."
me:
"okay? for what?"
hobi:
"can you come to the dance studio?
it's the one at your school,
the one jimin and i dance
at together."
me:
"what? are you serious?
please don't ask me to watch
you guys dance. i've gotten
less than two hours of proper
sleep and i really want to go
home—"
hobi:
"it's jungkook, he's here."
me:
"what? just kill that son of
a bitch."
hobi:
"no. it's jimin and jungkook.
they're fighting."
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author's note—
i'm getting less confident about my chapters NDJNS WHAT DO I DO
just curious, who do you ship jinhee, haeun, and sujin with? i may consider your opinions😪
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now that my exams are over, i'd be going back to my normal updating schedule of once every three days. YAYYYYYY thank u sm for those who've been so patient idk how you put up with me honestly :, but thank you
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