I'll be honest. This is based off D-Day (an amazing K-drama). It might not be the best chapter because I'm winging it, but oh well. If I have to come back later to fix some stuff, then I will!

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       First the ground shook. It took you for surprise, after you were going to get some groceries. You tumbled to the side, hitting your back on the car door handle. It dug into your back. Next was the buildings. They crumbled like dust, chunks breaking off and landing right next to you. Last was chaos. People were running to each other, tipping over in their cars and being crushed under the debris.

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     "Dr. Yoongi!" Three males ran in, a stretcher rolling in between them. The black haired doctor turned, adjusting his glasses.

     "Hm?" He jogged towards the stretcher.

     "She was found under rocks in a parking lot," one panted, his light hair matted with sweat.

     "Why didn't you take her to Mirae Hospital?" A male nurse ran towards the group.

     "They won't take her, so we took her here," the light haired boy growled, frantically doing CPR.

      "Aish," the nurse shook his head.

      Dr. Yoongi glared at all of them, bringing a small pocket flashlight to check the eyes. "She's still alive, just unconscious." Next he used a stethoscope and checked the organs. When he looked at your limbs, he felt like an idiot. You had horrible cuts and gashes, and you had obviously passed out from either the sight of the blood or the blood loss.

     "Is she okay? What color do we mark her?" The nurse brought out three colored sharpies. Blue, red and black.

     "Red," the light haired boy snapped. "You will help her, right?"

     Dr. Yoongi glared at him for a quick second before grabbing the red marker from the nurse's hand. He scribbled on your head, "Nurse Jimin, take her to the room so we can stitch her up."

      "Thank you!" The boy bowed, eyes tearing up almost instantly.

     "What's your relationship with her?" Dr. Yoongi put his hands in his pockets.

      "She's my older sister," the boy bowed again. "She took me in after she moved out because our parents were abusive."

     "What's her name?" Dr. Yoongi eyed the two guys behind him.

     "Jung (Y/n)," the boy replied, lowering his eyes. "She's twenty-two."

     "Mm... okay. I have to go attend her wounds," Dr. Yoongi whipped around.

     "Are you sure it's safe to bring her here? Shouldn't we have taken your sister to a hospital that is more promising?" One of the guys asked.

     "It's fine, Taehyung. I believe in Dr. Yoongi. He's a doctor for a reason."

     "How can you be so sure, Jungkook?" The third friend asked.

     "Because, Hoseok. I trust him if he's willing to help her," Jungkook watched the doctor turn the corner sharply, him breaking into a slight jog.

     "Do you think something weird happened to Dr. Yoongi? I mean, he looked at her with recognition," Taehyung tapped his chin in thought.

     "Maybe he knows her. Yeah, we may have twenty million residents in Seoul, but (Y/n) would come and read books to the children," Jungkook shrugged. "It's her teacher and sister instinct to take care of children."

      "Oh, so she comes to this hospital to read to the kids?" Hoseok asked, a small light bulb going off in his head.

     "It's thought I told you," Jungkook looked at them, tilting his head.

    "You didn't say which hospital, and besides, didn't she tell you last week that she has a crush?" Taehyung asked innocently.

     "Mhm, but she didn't say who and she wouldn't let me meet him- or her, I won't judge- so I just thought maybe he was made up to get me to stop telling her to get a boyfriend," Jungkook shrugged.

     "What would be the chances of Dr. Yoongi being the guy?" Hoseok asked, mostly to himself.

     "Low. Like I said, there are millions of residents and there are hundreds of doctors and nurses that work here. Maybe Dr. Yoongi just knows her," Jungkook didn't want to think about you dating the doctor, who he didn't even know.

      "Mm.. makes sense," Taehyung dropped the subject. "But let's be honest, Dr. Yoongi is probably the most handsome doctor. It would be a surprise if we walk in that room and they're kissing."

     "Ew! Shut up!" Jungkook hit the older friend. "I don't want to imagine that!"

     "Then don't," Hoseok chuckled.

     "Hyung," Jungkook felt something poke his brain and looked at them.

     "Hm?" They answered, smiling at each other knowingly.

     "If they knew each other, why did he ask for her name?"

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     "Ma'am, are you okay?" Nurse Jimin pat a damp rag on your forehead.

     "Where am I?" You sat up, knocking his hand away and looking around the room, "and where is my brother?"

     "He's in the lobby. Go grab him, Nurse Jimin," Dr. Yoongi ordered, taking the younger's place. "Please lay back down. I just had to stitch you up. You should be thankful no bones or vital organs were damaged."

       "Why am I here? All I remember is going shopping with my little brother..." you smacked his hand away yet again, despite the throb.

         "He found you buried under some rocks," Dr. Yoongi gently pressed you back on the bed by the shoulder and resumed dabbing the rag on your forehead, wetting it with cold water now and then.  When you finally came to your senses, you stiffened up, slightly widening your eyes when you realized what was happening. Dr Yoongi, the Dr. Yoongi, was helping you out. 

        
     "Uwa..."

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This absolutely sucked, but I promise, I am writing a better chapter (I hope) which is based off of Fantastic 8. It's difficult to write because I can barely remember the movie...