Chapter #4: The Second 'First' Visit

"So, he is weird. I don't want to go near him. He looks like he'll bite my throat off." I said, looking down at my coffee.

"Well, too bad. You were assigned to do this, ok? I didn't ask for your opinion before giving you the job." Jae-yeol said, with annoyance in his voice. "You going to go back in there today and try to make him comfortable with you." He looked at me, but since I was uninterested in his Ted talk, I was stirring a spoon in my coffee, he continued, adding tease in his voice, "Maybe if you tell him that you're an ARMY, he'll be more open." I rolled my eyes at him as I sipped my coffee.

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"Hi again!" I said as I allowed myself into the room.

"Why are you here?" He groaned as he shifted around the hospital bed, "Go away."

I frowned. Even though he is one of my favorite idols and he doesn't know me properly, it kinda stung, since I stan his group and him. "Ah, come on. Are you even aware of the state you are in?" I asked as I put the bags of food I bought secretly into the room and went by his bed. "Wake up." I nudged him. "Don't you want to eat? Or do you like the hospital food a little too much?" I teased him.

"Ah....hospital food is trash." He mumbled.

"So get up if you want food." I grabbed the bag from my big hand bad and went to sit at the stool near his bed. "I bought your favorite, meat."

"Did you buy raw meat and bring it here? Because I'm not eating that." He said as he slightly rose up, rubbing his eyes.

"No, of course not! Since it is the morning I bought kimchi, egg toast sandwich, and cubed watermelon and honeydew. Get up. Come on. It's time to eat."I pushed his blanket back and earned a groan from him.

"Give it back, I feel cold." He moved around but gave up. He ended up getting up and brushing his teeth and coming back to sit crisscrossed in front of me. Aw, he looked like such a cute cat! No wonder his nickname is Little Meow Meow. "Give me food."

"Yeah, yeah, you'll get food, wait for it," I said as I took the bowls of food out and laid them in front of him.

"But where's the meat?" He looked surprised.

"Um, I only said that to wake you up, sorry, I'll bring it tomorrow."

"Do need to be fed or can you eat by yourself?" I asked, looking at him as I brought the containers to his bed.

"Um, I only know you for a day, but I'm still sleepy, so feed me?" He said while pouting. Maybe in the mood to talk today.

"Ok, which one do you want first?" I asked, looking at him. He's so cute.

"Um, the egg toast sandwich, then the kimchi, then the fruit." As he spoke, I opened the lid of the container that held the egg toast sandwich. I brought it up to his lips and watched as he took a bite and chewed. He's so cute with his cheeks filled with food! I bend down to get a notepad out and a pen. "Yoongi, uh--I mean Suga, which name do you prefer?" I asked.

"Um, are you an ARMY?" I stopped breathing at that question. Do I answer honestly? What if he finds me weirder than before? As I was thinking about what I should say, Yoongi broke my concentration be saying, "It's taking you so long to answer, so you must be one, right?" I brought the egg toast sandwich up to his lips so he could eat and stop talking.

"Y--yeah?" I asked, sheepishly.

"So call me Yoongi. You guys aren't just fans, you are our everything." Aw, I do know that. I say that his mouth was empty, so I let him take another bite. "Aren't you hungry?" I shook my head.

"I ate before coming here." He looked at me funny but continued to bombard me with questions.

"What did you eat? How did you become an ARMY and when? Are your friends ARMYs, too? Have you ever been to any of our concerts?" He's questioning me instead of me questioning him!

"I ate an egg toast sandwich, too, so I decided to bring the extra." I paused to give him the last bite of the egg toast sandwich. "I became an ARMY when you finished the Love Yourself series. I know it was late, but at least I know you guys and love you guys." I said as I opened the container with kimchi in it and brought it to his mouth and fed him a large bite that it didn't fit his mouth, " But I knew you guys from the Wings era. My friends are ARMYs, too. Some have gone to your concerts. An no, I haven't been to any of your concerts. And will you stop asking ME questions, it's my job to question you! You are the idol I follow, so YOU answer my questions." I fed him another bite of kimchi while he gave me a 'seriously bitch' look.

"You're probably curious about me, and I'm curious about you, ok, I knew you since yesterday. Not so long to trust someone." He gave me something between a glare and suspicion. I fed him the last bite of kimchi so he would avert his eyes, but he didn't. It's really making me uncomfortable.

"Yah!" I smacked his arm lightly, but with a little force, "Don't give me that look! I don't like it!" I said, hugging myself slightly.

"Fine," He said, dropping his gaze and eyed the fruit container that I started to open. I brought a piece of watermelon up to his lips and he took the whole thing in one bite. "So, what questions do you need to ask me?"

"Um, I have questions, but I'll ask you tomorrow," I said as I lifted a honeydew cube for him to eat.

"Tomorrow, why?" He whined.

"Because I'll come tomorrow in the afternoon," I said as I packed the empty containers up into my bag and hid them.

"So you won't come this afternoon or night?" He asked while looking at me.

"No, you'll have to tolerate hospital food," I said as I opened the door. All I heard from him was a groan. "Bye, good morning," I said as I left the door and all he said was a bland whatever, exactly like how hospital food would sound.