Chapter 03

Minji

"Please Minji!" Jimin begged me.

"Jimin, I know that Jiyoon would say no. She's not looking for a reply." I told my desperate friend who plastered a frown onto his face. As if like a coincidence, Jiyoon walked in and took a seat at the desk in front of me.

"Hi Minji, Jimin." She greeted, placing her bag on the ground. Jiyoon and Jimin aren't exactly friends, but Jimin developed feelings for her as soon  as I introduced them. I quickly leant over to Jimin.

"I'll ask her, but just because I know that you would do the same thing for me. Now make an effort to talk to her." I then sat properly and he looked over to him. He sent me a thumbs up.

"Uh, Jiyoon? How are you doing with the task?" Jimin asked as he pushed his round glasses further up the bridge of his nose.

"I'm actually finding it difficult. Weird isn't it?  I've been doing this course for three years and the very last assignment I don't think I can finish." She sounded surprised.

"I can help you if you want. I've almost finished mine." He suggested.

"That would be great. Let me give you my number, and we can make a time to meet at the university's library one day this week." She ripped out a small piece of paper from her notebook and wrote on it, then handed it to Jimin who gladly took it.

"Thank you. I'll surely give you a call." He slightly bowed his head and placed the paper in his folder. Everyone became quiet when the professor walked in. He treats us like high school students, and he's not even far off from any of ages. Some are older than him.

"Taewoon, are we getting our test results back today?" Jimin asked.

"If you let me explain what we're doing today, you'll find out." Taewoon raised his eyebrows and spoke up in a sarcastic tone. My friends and I exchange eye rolls as we all thought the same thing.

......

"Namjooon, how are you feeling today?" I questioned, as I walked into his room.

"I feel great, because today is our 10 year divorce anniversary." Namjooon spat as I reached the shelf for his pills.

"Wow. It's been 10 years already?" I acted surprised. Number one rule at the hospital is to go along with whatever the patients states.

"Yes, and I couldn't be happier." He huffed. I slightly smiled as I gave him his medications, and walked out without another word. I made my way to Yoongi's room and knocked on the door, entering slowly.

"It's Minji." I called out in a singing voice.

"No surprise there." He said mockingly in a high pitched tone. I picked up his file and took a across the room.

"OK Yoongi, let's continue where we left off yesterday. Tell me about your situation." I said, flicking the pen between my fingers. He dragged out a long, annoying sigh.

"Well, as you most likely know, I was in the military. I went to save my best friend, Kim Taehyung, from a grenade that was about to blow, and before I could, a gas bomb was thrown at me, which caused me to pass out. Insole up and I couldn't see anymore. That day, I lost my eyesight and my best friend." He told me with a bland facial expression, but I could hear in his voice how hurt he was.

"Hmm. What have you done to try and overcome your trauma?" I nodded.

"Drink whiskey, which you took from me. Now I can feel everything again, and I don't like emotions. I haven't felt this way since... Why is this place torture?" Yoongi scoffed.

"This place isn't meant for torture. It's meant for recovery. You need to recover from what-" I was interrupted by the door busting open, revealing Seokjin and Hoseok.

"We need you both out now. Go to my office." My boss demanded. Hoseok went to Yoongi's aid and guided him out of the room.

"What happened Jin?" I rushed.

"I'll explain when you're both in my office." We all made our way to Jin's office and took a seat where we sat yesterday. "Yoongi, since you're new here we figured that you haven't settled in properly." Jin started. "We don't have any rooms left, and there's a patient that needs to be here."

"Jin, are you serious?" I scrunched up my face, annoyed at his proposal. "You can't do that! This is ridiculous!"

"Calm down, Geparlys." Yoongi sighed.

"No! Where is Yoongi going to go Jin? He's a patient here who needs helps too." I growled.

"Minji! If you'll be quiet, I'll explain what's going to happen." Jin placed a hand up to silence me. "I have booked a hotel room at the best hotel in Seoul for him to stay in for 3 weeks until our renovations are complete. I-"

"Who's going to be there with him?" I cut him off.

"Jun Minji! Silence please!" He raised his voice. That's something I've never heard before, but i guess there's a first time for everything. He let out a breath, calming himself. "If you would like, you can stay with him there too. Since I know of your issue in your home, I think it would be best for you also, but it is totally up to you to decide."

"You don't need to ask twice! I'll do it." I replied quickly.

"At least the hotel will be more comfortable than here." Yoongi scoffed.

"Hoseok, would you please take them to the hotel." Jin requested for the security guard.

"Of course. Let's go." Hoseok instructed as he helped Yoongi find his way out. We went into his car and passed but my house first so I could collect some of my things.

"Kookie! Make sure you don't cause any trouble while I'm gone okay?" I told him as I was about to exit.

"Noona, please don't leave me alone." Jungkook begged. He acts like an 8 year old.

"It's just for 3 weeks. If you don't want to be here, then go to Jimin's house. He loves having you over."

"But...he's your friend." He pouted.

"Jungkook!" I stomped my foot.

"Okay! I'll go."

"Thank you. Stay safe." I kissed his forehead and quickly left, dragging my suitcase behind me. We soon arrived at the hotel and checked into the room. Not only was the lobby breathtaking, but the room was something to talk about. It had its own kitchen and dining room, a lounge, one bedroom. When we started getting comfortable, Hoseok went over a few things with us.

"So, I'm supposed to come and check on you guys every now and then to see if there's any improvement. Minji, if you need anything make sure you call me."

"I don't have your number." He took my phone from me and did something on it, then gave it back.

"You do now." He winked at me then left, leaving Yoongi and myself standing awkwardly in the middle of the large hotel room.

"Did... Did he just wink at you?" Yoongi asked in amusement. A grin was clear on his face.

"He did." I confirmed, blushing.

"Whoa! Get in, Geparlys." He cheered as he felt around for the couch with his cane. He sat down when he found it and took a large breath in heavily. "You're not wearing sweet sensation today?"

"No. I forgot to put on perfume. I woke up late." I quietly grunted as I sat down next to Yoongi.

"I hope you have it. Make sure you put it on everyday, otherwise you'll stink." I rolled my eyes at his attitude.

"What do you want to do for the next 3 weeks?" I asked, dodging his insult.

"Well tonight we should go out for dinner."