Patients (Korea x Sick!Reader)

 Patients

(Korea x Sick! Reader)

 

I’ve been thinking about writing something like this for a while now knowing that October was coming up soon….And no, this is not a Halloween fanfic those wont come up until around actual Halloween; the date.

 

Very sad fic with a happy ending so don’t fret my friends!

 

Contest entry for IYogurts “The XContest” Link in description! Wish me luck and I hope you laugh and cry and cry some more, and laugh once again!

 

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Life was great, I had everything a girl my age would want.

 

I was currently in my sophomore year of high school; I went to the world renowned Hetalia Gakkun High.

 

Everything was great….except one thing.

 

One measly thing…

 

“(F/N)! (F/N)!” I sighed before looking across the street to see my stalker. Or what he’d rather be called,

 

My ‘boyfriend.’

 

Tch no.

 

“(f/n) your boyfriends here!” One of my friends stated loudly and obnoxiously.

 

“Dude! Don’t!” I whispered as we turned a corner.

 

“Why not! I’m sure he came all the way here just to walk his love to school!” Another burst out laughing nearly falling to the pavement.

 

Why was I their friend again?

 

Oh right, I’m new and quite timid making it extremely difficult to make new friends. Although, I am a very energetic girl when I wanted to be.

 

“Go on now (f/n)! I’m sure he’ll get upset if he has to chase you again.” I sighed.

 

“Can’t you three at least try and help me out. I mean seriously, he creeps me out! Remember what he did to Katyusha?” Katyusha was a girl who was two grades ahead of us.

“How could we forget? She refused to wear the female uniform after that.” They giggled before one of them paused and opened their phone.

 

“See! Hahaha she looks like Ivan now.” I frowned. Why would they take pictures? She’s such a nice person…maybe I’ll sit with her at lunch.

 

“Good riddance if you ask me, she took all the hot guys away!” Their squealing was giving me a headache, but if I slowed down anymore, he would defiantly catch up.

 

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1

 

Ah an idea!

 

“Here, why don’t you guys find some good seats for class? I’ll meet up later.” I said quietly before they nodded and left.

 

“Ok, good.” I let out a breath as I tightened the scarf around my neck and took off through an alleyway.

 

“(F/N)!” I glared as the oriental man ran right passed me in a flurry of wind.

 

“Clauhged.” I coughed loudly as the debris picked up.

 

“Well that’s good riddance, maybe I can do this everyday.” I smiled to myself and looked side to side on the outside of the alleyway.

 

“Good he’s not-“

 

“(F/N)! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” I felt two arms wrap themselves around my torso as he sat his head atop my own.

 

Well shit.

 

“H-how did you? I swore I saw you pass…” I was so confused.

 

“I tricked you silly! I saw you enter here and I decided to be sneaky! What kind of boyfriend would I be if I couldn’t do that much?” I felt his chest rumble when he laughed causing me to blush slightly.

 

“Please let go.” I sighed as he tightened his grip.

 

“Ani!” Stubborn little…! I closed my eyes and asked a question.

 

“What do you want? And no, I will not be your girlfriend.” I could just hear the pout in his voice.

 

“Dang it! Wellllllll since I can’t have that then let me walk you to school.” He said cheerfully.

 

“Fine.” He let go before kissing my forehead.

 

“Bleh! No no no!” I rubbed my face and pushed my face deeper into my scarf as it reddened.

 

“You know you love me!” I couldn’t help but giggle at his antics.

 

Everyday for the past month Yong Soo Im has been trying to make me fall in love with him.

 

With any means necessary, that includes stalking.

 

Such a weird little man…seriously, I saw him outside my window last night writing down what I liked and disliked. Who was he? Nikoli?

 

“(f/n), won’t you just agree to go out with me? I’m funny, smart, nice, not to mention the definition of sexy! I mean come on! Sexiness was invented in Korea!” I just stared at him.

 

“Something is wrong with you.” I said bluntly, but he just continued to smile.

 

“I know!”

 

I looked up to the lean man in awe, no matter how many declined invites I send him he still stays persistent as ever.

 

I mean I didn’t hate him or anything and he wasn’t ugly, not in the least; but geez did he know how to drive a girl up the wall.

 

“We’re here (f/n)…..have a good day in classes I’ll see you at lunch. I’ll miss youuuu!” He sighed dramatically before patting my head.

 

I just frowned and pushed him out of the way.

 

“Whatever weirdo.” He smirked before hugging me tightly.

 

“I love you too!”

 

“BAH! Leave me alone!” I shouted before pushing my way away from him.

 

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“Ugh! I hate school.” Classes had ended a little over thirty minutes ago and I had decided to meet up with my friends as usual to eat at one of the nearby cafes, I had something important to tell them.

 

But as usual…

 

They canceled. Again.

 

I sighed before looking back over to the school, there were kids of all ages walking to and from the campus probably on their way to one of the sports meets or to their on campus dorms.

 

“I guess I could just head to the hospital by myself.” I had recently noticed a few marks form around my underarms and under my breasts but took no notice to it and left it at bug bites.

 

Boy was I wrong.

 

“(f/n)! Wait up!” I sighed before being glomped by Yong Soo.

 

“Where a-are you headed to-o?” He was bent down on his knees trying to catch his breath.

 

“Damn, what were you doing? Here.” I handed him my water and he gladly took it practically breathing in the cool substance.

 

“Thanks! This is considered indirect kissi-“ I whacked him on the head.

 

“Don’t finish that sentence, now, like I was asking.” He licked his lips before standing back up.

“I saw you from my night classroom.” I looked at him slightly confused.

“Night classrooms?” He nodded.

 

“Yeah, I’m in a special program where I take fifteen periods instead of eight. I’m just that much smarter then you.” He smirked at my fish face as my eyes and mouth continued to get wider.

 

“The fuck? Well, kudos to you my friend.” He smiled brightly before glomping me once more.

 

“I’m glad you call me your friend! Now I’m even closer to being your boyfriend! Ah, ah! Get it? Boy-friend?” I sighed before prying my body from his.

 

“I’m leaving.” I said nonchalantly.

 

“I’m coming with you! It’s break anyway.” I sighed knowing that there was no way getting around this.

 

“Whatever, just don’t do anything to piss me off.” He nodded like a puppy and grabbed my hand.

 

“Lets go!”

“You don’t even know where you’re going!”

 

“All the more fun!”

I whacked him again.

 

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“Room 17 is in need of assistance.” A mono voice rang out.

 

I breathed out deeply and looked around the warm yet uninviting hospital foyer. Removing my scarf

 

Walking up to the front desk I gave my name and appointment date.

 

“The doctor will be with you shortly please wait here.” The women at the desk handed my those ichy sheet like scrubs.

 

“(F/n)? Why are we at a hospice?” I smiled sadly.

 

“No reason just in for a check-up.” He frowned; I guess he really was as smart as he set out to be.

 

“Is that so.” He grabbed my hand and led me to an empty couch before hugging me again.

 

“Yon-“ He pressed his finger to my lips.

 

“I’m here to support you. Please, just tell me what’s wrong.” The seriousness in his voice made mine waver slightly.

 

“I-I…” I couldn’t tell him, it would break his heart. But I might be wrong.

 

Lets hope that this is a misdiagnosis and that the internet is just a giant trolls ass.

 

“(F/n)….please, I care about you, but there is only so much I can take.”  He put his head down as he looked into his lap clenching and unclenching his fists.

 

“Yong Soo, I’m sorry but I can’t… “ I started when he looked at me, face void of any emotions he usually held.

 

“I understand, nan niga silh-eo.” He looked back down to his lap when two people entered the room and stalked their way over to us. I was horrified…how could Yong Soo say such a thing over something as petty as a hospital visit!?

 

“Are you Ms. (L/n)?” The women asked cheerfully.

“Ye-“ I was cut off by the solemn face of a tall brunette young man in a lab coat, whom I presumed to be the doctor.

 

“Hello Ms. (l/n) I am Dr. Edelstein and this will be your nurse for today, Ms. Hedevary. Please follow us.” His dark purple eyes glowered under his square framed lenses.

 

I sighed before looking over to Yong Soo, he was still looking down at his lap completely ignoring my pleading look.

 

Yong Soo…

 

“Come on Ms. (l/n) I don’t have all day now. We have a lot of tests to go over.” The doctor said bluntly I sat up slowly before nodding.

 

“Alright then! Ms. (l/n), please follow me!” I looked once more to Yong Soo as he sat up and walked out the sliding door going into the now chilly night air.

 

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“You have stage four breast cancer, I’m sorry.” My eyes grew wider as the words Mr. Edelstein said range through my mind.

 

You have stage four breast cancer, I’m sorry.

 

I knew it was bad…but. I never thought that I’d actually…” I couldn’t finish talking when I felt warm salty tears roll down my face in utter despair.

 

I-I had stage four breast cancer….I had cancer. I would most likely die.

 

I felt my eyes grow heavy as I feel onto the rooms soft warm sheets when I whispered a name I never expected to utter.

 

“…Yong…..Soo….help” I passed out.

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Where am I?

 

I looked up slightly only for my head to hit a cushioned wall.

 

“What the….” I was utterly confused; as far as I could see it was dark, cold, and it smelt like dirt.

 

I tried lifting my legs only for them to also hit the cushioned material.

 

I couldn’t be….thinking only the worst I began to tear up.

 

Was I dead?

 

I tried to speak but my voice was soar and it sounded like I hadn’t drunk anything in days..

 

“M-mama!” I shouted out in a silent plea.

 

“H-help!” I tried again only to be surrounded in silence.

“I-I’m scared…p-please.” I whined out feeling the tears soak my cold lifeless face.

 

I rolled over a little feeling my (f/c) gown scratch against my legs.

 

The coffin which my body lay in disturbed me….I was in a casket…underground.

 

They think I’m dead! But I’m not!

 

Think rationally maybe I can try and claw my way out…or I could wait it out.

 

Worst case scenario I could just try and sleep making my real passing cal-

 

STOP IT!

 

I’m not going to die! I’ll get help! I’ll just….

 

The tears grew larger in size as I began to uncontrolablly shake.

 

I refuse to die! I will survive!

 

I shouted before pushing my hands onto the top of the casket, pushing with all my might.

 

“I WILL SURVIVE!”

 

“(F/N)! Are you alright!? I was sure the surgery wouldn’t cause you to sleep that long.” I blinked two times, three times before looking to my side.

 

“Doctor Edelstien….what?” I was confused, was that all just a dream or…

 

“You’re going to be alright…..for now. We were able to remove a few of the lymph nods that surrounded you under breast.

 

“I….thank you.” I smiled sadly before falling back onto the warm sheets.

 

“You’re very welcome. Next week I’d like to start the theropy. There are some guidelines I’d like you to go over with your nurse.” I nodded as he smiled before leaving.

 

“I wonder how long I’ve been out…I just remember finding out about the cancer around a week ago and have been in and out of testing.

 

I was told that I would have about six months tops to live if this didn’t work.

 

“Hello Ms. (f/n)! How are you doing?” I looked over to the overily cheery nurse.

 

“Hi.” I said calmly before watching her pull up one of my visiters seats.

 

Visiters. Where was everyone, I was pretty sure at least one person would come in visit me…but to my displeasure no one came. No one at all.

 

“Now, I know that you’ve heard of kemo theropy where we go through vigurus amounts of toxin to try and kill off the cancer. That includes the loss of hair everywhere.” Ms. Hedevary spoke seriously losing all traces of playfulness.

 

“Yes….” She smiled sadly.

 

“Here, how about tomarrow I go out and get you a wig-“ I cut her off.

 

“That’s fine, but I think I’d rather stay bald. I don’t want a reminder of what I probably will never have again.” She looked shocked.

 

“’But-“

 

“Listen….has anyone come to visit me at all? While I was under?” She smiled.

 

“Yes! There have been numerous people! A few girls came by with toys and get well cards but we had to courantin them.” My face brightened.

“I’m glad to hear that….what about a boy?” I regreted asking that, why should I care weather or not that pesk comes by or not.

 

Because you really hurt his feelings the last itme you saw him.

 

“I’m sorry but no.” I flinched.

He really was mad.

 

“Alright, thank you.”

 

She went over a few more things here and there but I paid no heed to her words, I was worried about my stalker.

 

Fine, two people can play the game of ignoring.

 

I blew some of my (h/l) from my face before looking outside.

 

It was sunset, probably around seven or so pm.

 

This is going to be a long week.

 

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“Welcome back (f/n)! You did great!” I opened my eyes only to be met the with green eyes of my nurse.

 

“W-what?”

 

“The therapy went well! We were able to remove two of the nodes.” My eyes brightened slightly as they glazed over.

 

“Really?” I smiled weakly up to her.

 

“Igén.” I sighed before looking toward my window.

 

It was snowing.

 

Wow…time really did fly when I didn’t want too.

 

It had been a total of two months since the day I was rushed to a bed.

 

I remember the phone calls I had to make and the rushed footsteps coming to my room.

 

Those were mostly my parents whom lived in the country where as I lived in the city for school. Some other relatives who'd only show up for family events and weddings; some of my old friends, and my friends from school, although I’d much rather call them aquantinces. They’d only come to see me around five times.

 

“Here.” She handed me a brightly wrapped box. It was coverd in the happy reds and greens of Christmas.

 

“Um.” I was shocked, it was only early Decemeber.

 

“I know it’s a little early to be giving out gifs but I couldn’t help myself. Please, just think of it as an early Christmas present.” She smiled before running over to my bed side to pull up a seat.

 

“Go on! Open it!” Her smile brightened as I removed the over down bows and practicly super glued wrapping paper.

 

“What the hell Eliza?” I asked earning a giddy giggle.

 

Eliza or rather Ms. Hedevary had eneded up becoming one of my best friends while I was here aside from an over hyper American who also worked at the hospice as a part time ‘super hero’ whom read to the ill children and a ‘timid’ Russian who’d broken his arms and legs from a skydiving accident.

 

“Really?” I asked sighing deeply before setting the box down.

 

“What! I thought you’d like one! Remember when I went to get that hair cut?” She asked eyes slightly glazed over as she played with the short neck length strands.

 

“Yeah….that was the day I went in for another round of kemo.” I scratched my now bolding head.

 

“Well….I….I donated them to the cancer fund and had it made into a wig, It was finally completed last week.” I looked away.

 

“Eliza….I told you how I feel about that kind of stuff.” She picked up the box before removing the long brown wig.

 

“I know…but I just wanted you to feel pretty again. Don’t think I missed your red eyes after you saw the shedding.” I sat up and my (e/c) widened.

 

“……” I couldn’t respond. I ..

 

“I’l be going now, also, you have some of your friends in the waiting room.” She hinted to the wig once more as if begging me to try it on before she left but I ignored her silent plea.

“Thanks.” She nodded sadly before leaving the brightly decorated room.

 

“…Y..ou can………now.” I heard her muffled voice through the wall and a few ‘ok’s’ as well.

 

‘Knock knock.’

 

I sighed.

 

“Come in.” I yelled before watching some of my college’s scurry in fully dowsed in large coats and muffled scarfs.

 

Without saying a word the walked over to me and grabbed the wig, they turned and gave each other a look before sitting on the couch by the window.

 

“Soo…um…how’s school?” I asked trying to break the ice.

 

“It’s fine, examines are coming up soon.” One said without looking at me.

 

“Oh. Sounds like fun, haha.” I gave a dry laugh before asking another question

 

They turned their heads to each other again before whispering something.

 

“Gu-“ I was cut off by one of them.

 

“Look, (f/n) I don’t want to be mean or anything but we don’t want to be your friends for much longer. We know that you’re going to die and I hate going to funerals.” I could feel my heart tighten at her words, especially when the others simply nodded to her statement.

 

“But-“ She sneered.

 

“Haven’t you noticed? Everyone’s stopped coming. Wonder why?” She put her hand to her ear as she looked done at me.

 

It was true, everyone had stopped coming, from hundreds of classmates to just a few within a months time.

 

“That’s what I thought. Like I don’t want to be mean or anything but this is goodbye.” She walked back over to her scarf and wrapped it around her neck tightly.

 

“I see.” The others simply smiled and waved as if nothing had happened leaving me to myself.

 

“I understand now…” I sighed deeply before sucking in my tears, looking to the large window yet again. As if to my own self punishment I looked down to see what I’ve wanted to do for the past two months.

 

There were boys and girls of all ages running all about from the park nearby playing in the pale sunlight.

 

Building snowmen and having snowball fights.

 

I wished I could be there, playing and having snowball fights.

 

If I had friends. Real friends.

 

Only one person came to mind when I thought about someone who’d been there through the thick and the thin and that had been one person and one person only.

 

Yong Soo.

 

Where did my friend go? Where did my stalker go? The only person who’d cared for me? Even though I did my best to push him away. Where did he go?

 

A flashback of months before my admission came to mind, the weird meetings, the silly arguments, the cute gestures, and even his creepy outlooks on the female body.

 

I chuckled a little.

 

I even went to the last time I saw him, face downcast in a deep frown, very unlike him. The emotionless face that could make Lukas run in terror, his cold words.

 

I remember the way he trudged out of the building into the unforgiving rain that down poured onto him.

 

I missed him. I wish that I could have said sorry.

 

“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry” I repeated out loud voice wavering slightly due to my weakness.

 

“…I’m sorry! I’m sorry!....” I let them out finally, the warm salty tears, I hadn’t cried in weeks I thought that I’d gone numb, but I guess not.

 

I cried. I didn’t cry for me though. I cried for him.

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Christmas Day 

Yong Soo Pov: (RARE! One time)

 

Where was (f/n)? I know she said that she’d rather not see me but I forgave her already. Why were her friends so mean!

 

I sighed for the umpteenth time today before kicking a can and looking up to the hospice.

 

Maybe if I try and apologize for my wording she’ll wanna talk to me!

 

I smiled at the idea before rushing into the hospital.

 

Flashback

 

“Look, (f/n) still hates you.” I glared at the three girls as they cornered me.

 

“What do you mean?” I questioned their reasoning.

 

“You’re an annoying piece of shit that needs to learn how to grow UP!” The leader of the trio yelled harshly.

 

I ignored her.

 

“Yeah right, I know for a fact that (f/n) would never say something so harsh.”  They smirked.

 

“Ha. If you say so, just think about it for a minute. Ciao.” They walked off towards the gates of the hospice leaving me to ponder.

 

“I-I’m sure..” I stopped before remembering the way she acted before I left.

 

She looked as if she was going to cry…and I just yelled at her.

 

What the hell was wrong with me? I vowed to love and protect her! And what did I do? Tell her off and leave.

 

I left her to fight her battle alone.

 

How could I? Now I know.

 

I truly am a piece of shit, aren’t I?

 

Flashback over

 

Entering the tightly concealed living quarters of the patients did I finally notice the odd atmosphere.

 

“Hello?” I called out hoping to get someone’s attention, but no one was in sight.

 

“Hello? I’m here to visit someone.” I called out once more before taking off my gloves and sticking my hands into my pockets.

 

Walking back and forth between the well decorated visiting room for patients families and the cold white interior of the building did not contrast well. It sorta scared me actually.

 

As if dressing up the inevitable bleakness of the close future.

 

How pitiful.

 

I frowned at myself.

 

‘How could I, the once cheerful, outgoing, kind Yong Soo….end up this depressing?’

 

I sighed before looking to a light that continued to flicker slightly.

 

It was because of (f/n), the guilt that ridiculed me was far to much, making a shell of my former glory.

 

I walked on through the bleak housings, feeling as through time had stopped and I was all alone even though there were two hundred plus people living here.

 

When all of a sudden I felt as through time had sped up and the sound of cheers and sheer happiness rang throughout me. The color returned to my surroundings giving my a warm hearted feeling.

 

“MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!” I stared in disbelief as I watched a man with a cane do a little gig.

 

“Cheer up little guy! It’s Christmas! I’m sure you have a special lady waiting!” I gave him a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes before waving him off.

 

“O-oh yes! Of course, haha, I-I she lives here.” He nodded in understanding and his face darkened knowing what I meant immediately.

 

“Sorry to hear about that. Well, times a wasting, have a merry Christmas and tell your lady that I hope she feels better.” He smiled before turning back to the others chatting idly with their friends and family.

 

I wonder who (f/n) spends Christmas with, she said that she lives alone.

 

I shook my head before looking for a nurse or doctor.

 

Running up and down different flights of stairs calling for help I stumbled upon a room with its lights on while the others around it lacked inhabitance, all probably downstairs with family and friends.

 

(f/n)?

 

I walked a little closer before peering inside.

 

(f/n)!

 

“…Yes..I will, and I hope so…..I’m sure….give or take six months…..please give that to (sibling name)…and let (best friends name) take most of my savings, she/he is always talking about how they want to go to (place). …..Don’t cry mom….just remember that I’ll be watching over ok?....yes…..I love you too. Don’t forget that. ……Merry Christmas to you too.” She looked at the phone with dark eyes before throwing it at the window.

 

“STUPID CANCER! STUPID, UGLY, DUMB CANCER!” She repeated before bursting into tears.

 

“JUST LEAVE ME AL-“ I couldn’t watch anymore.

 

“W-Wha? Who-“ I cut her off before kissing both her cheeks.

 

“(F/n)…I’m sorry.” I pulled away, able to se her baffled sickly face.

 

….dear god..

 

“Yong-“

 

“Please, (f/n) do-“

 

SMACK

 

My face was held in complete shock, cheek throbbing.

 

“YOU ASSHOLE!” Her soft (e/c) glared shooting daggers into my soul.

 

“I. Hate. You. Too.” She seethed out earning a whimper from me.

 

“(f-“

 

“Don’t you dare! I waited for you Yong Soo! I waited! You never showed up! Its been two months. TWO MONTHS.”

 

“I know…I just thought that you needed some time-“

 

“SOME TIME? I DON’T HAVE TIME ANYMORE! I HAVE SIX MONTHS TO LIVE TOPS! YOU SEE THIS,” She pointed to her now completely baldhead in shame.

 

“IT’S OVER….I’m going to die.” She breathed in deeply before crying her eyes out once more.

 

I was going to walk over to her when she pointed to the door.

 

“Please. Just do me one thing. One thing is all I ask for.” I nodded willing to jump off a cliff for her.

 

“Please, just…just leave and never come back.” She pointed to the door.

 

“If that’ll make you happy, then ok.” I said simply even though it was killing me in the inside.

 

“Remember one thing.” She looked up, eyes glazed over.

 

“What?”

 

“I will always love you even when you push me away.”

 

And with that I walked out of the room.

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May 4, 2014

Reader-pov

 

“Welcome back, once again (f/n).”             My eyes opened groggily as Dr. Edelstein shook me awake.

 

“I have some good news, and some bad news.” He looked at me with that serious glint in his purple tinted eyes.

 

“Good news first doc, you know how I like to stay optimistic.” I was right; I’d been in this room for exactly eight months and counting. I ended up succeeding my death date.

 

“Ah yes, Ms. (l/n) the girl who could deafeat any feat that is in her way.” He smiled before opening the large window that still kept me connected with the outside world letting the late spring air hit my face.

 

“You are officially cancer free as of this latest operation.” He stated.

 

I couldn’t move….I….I was cancer free. I beat breast cancer.

 

I was a survivor.

 

“Remember when I told you that things would get worse before they got better?” He asked with a look of reminiscences and deep thought sketched across his pale face.

 

“Of course, how could I? Every time I’d give up you’d re-inflate me and tell me that things will always get worse, but there is always a rainbow at the end of every storm.

 

He smiled.

 

“Yes, I’m glad you remember.” I smiled at him before becoming serious once more.

 

“Bad news?” He frowned before turning a beet like red.

 

“Well, I suppose you could consider this bad for most girls your age but you’re tough.” He twittled with his glasses before looking me straight in the eye.

 

“I had to remove your milk glands. Which means that you no longer have breasts.”

 

“(f/n)?”

 

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!” I laughed loudly getting yells from others’ rooms.

 

“What is it (f/n)?” My face began to turn purple, this was RICH.

 

“Really doctor? Did you really think that having no breasts would upset me? I knew as soon as I had woken up.” He deadpanned.

 

“R-really now?” I smiled before nodding.

 

“Duh.” He sighed happily before offering something.

 

“Would you like some food?” My smile turned into a grin.

 

“I’ve got it!” I said getting up quickly and rushing for the door.

 

“I’m sorry (F/n) but you still need to stay on bed rest for at least another week before we can deject you.” I sighed before going to a chair and turning on the tv.

 

“Ok, fine, whatever. I’ll have the usual.”

 

“Ok. Elizabeta will be right in.” I heard him say something to himself before closing the door.

 

{35 minutes later}

 

“I’m boredddddd.” I sighed as I flipped through my fiftieth channel.

 

I wanna go outside and dance in the sunshine~

 

I put my hands in front of me before standing up and twirling my body closing my eyes in the process.

 

I could just feel the sunshine on me, and the fresh air that flew its way into my nose.

 

Ah the smell of axe.

 

Wait….axe?

 

I opened my eyes immediately to be met face to face with the captivating eyes of a certain south Korean.

 

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“AHH-!” My scream was cut off by a large warm hand.

 

“(F/n) I know that you’re angry and want to fight but hear me out!” Yong whispered before moving his hand.

 

“What did I tell you?” I asked, I really don’t know why I was even angry with him anymore when reality hit me like a ton of bricks.

 

“You’re damn right, I do hate you.” I glared before throwing him the dirty bird.

 

“(f/n) I…”  I was about to cut him off when he through his arms around my waist in despair.

 

“I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry! I’m sorry for not being there! I’m sorry for leaving you when you needed me the most! I’m so sorry!” He poured out his sorrow and the feelings he’d let build up inside.

 

He couldn’t keep himself together anymore; he laid his head by my bedside and let the tears roll out of his face.

 

“You know (f/n) you should forgive him.” We turned our heads quickly only to see a thoughtful Elizabeta.

 

“He’s been living outside your room for the past five months.” She pointed to the lounge area meant for visitors.

 

“W-what.”

 

“Since you refused to see him he had to get creative. Every time when you went to surgery he’d be right beside you praying for your safety. And every time you’d come out he’d be the one in the waiting room tossing and turning. You owe him some credit.” She left with my mouth a gap.

 

This so called annoying, creepy, boob obsessed stalker really did care about me.

 

“I’m sorry.” I whispered into his hair.

 

“I am too.” He snuggled deeper into my lap as I rubbed his back softly.

 

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“Whelp! I think that’s everything. I’m going to miss you (f/n)! You too Im!” I smiled to my dearly earned friends as they helped me put the rest of my small belongings into a brown box.

 

“I’ll miss you too Eliza! Don’t worry though, I promise to visit as much as I can!” We hugged before I turned to Mr- Rodrich. He’d finally let me call him by his name.

 

“Thanks a lot Rodrich, without you I’d been six feet in the ground seventy years too early.” His face brightened slightly at my gratitude.

 

“It was my pleasure, we don’t need to lose anymore sweet girls on my watch.” I blushed this time.

 

“Hey! Hands off, she’s mine.” Yong appeared from behind me before standing in between us.

 

“Don’t worry, I have my lady right here.” He kissed Eliza’s cheek causing her to giggle.

 

“Roddy-“ I stopped her.

 

“I think that’s enough for now, we’ll be heading off now.” I’d finally left that over crowded death trap, for good this time.

 

“Ne, (f/n)?” I looked over to the Korean.

 

“Yeah?” I questioned hopping he wasn’t going to say anything about the you know what.

 

“Where are the beauties that reside on your chest? They were wonderful to ogle at.” I felt my face heat up once again before bashing him upside the head.

 

“WHAT HE FUCK IS WRONG WIH YOU?” I glared as he whimpered.

 

“Sorry!~” I smiled. I love being in control!

 

I decided to chase him around a bit giving him nightmares to last a lifetime before falling into the long green grass of spring I’d been waiting for.

 

“Hey…Yong Soo?” I asked.

 

“Yeah (f/n)” He asked completely out of breath.

 

“I…I think I love you.” I asked seriously looking into his deep bronze pools.

 

He smiled cheekily as if already knowing this the entire time

 

“I know.”~

 

End