I'm back.

and no. I'm not going to sing that horrible pokémon go song.

wonderful weather we're having.
also, this is a filler chap so expect random stuff
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I woke up, seeing nothing but white ceiling. I tried to turn my head but it hurt like hell. my body felt like it was thrown away in different directions and was ripped apart by fresh nails.

great. just great. I don't even remember what happened.

"thank god you're alive!" hansol spoke "you guys bumped into a parked vehicle. it was a relief that none of you were badly injured. you all had seatbelts on and the airbag saved seungkwan,"

I slowly looked to my side and saw the unconscious sicheng with donghyuck and a familiar looking boy in a doctor coat. at my right side was seungkwan's bed.

"oh, and sicheng actually hugged you to cover you completely as the car crashed, according to the police," hansol added "out of the three of you, he has the most injuries."

aww, winwin is so sweet, but I really do feel bad for him. he didn't have to risk his life for me. well, at least we're alive.

minutes later, seungkwan and sicheng finally woke up. and the familiar looking boy introduced himself.

"hi, my name is kim doyoung but you can call me queen," he jokingly said "I am a good friend of sicheng and I will be watching over you for the meantime,"

why is everyone so good looking?

"excuse you, i'm the queen," seungkwan replied, earning glares from hansol and I.

doyoung casually fixed his round specs and let out a small chuckle, "oh seungkwan, you probably don't want me to shove my 14 inch heels in your mouth."

"I'm the sassy one in here, you can't steal my title," said boo

"well, I never steal titles because thirsty hoes steal them from me instead," doyoung shrugged

"fight me-"

"he's your doctor," hansol intervened "be nice."

seungkwan finally calmed down and started to mind his own business, when someone jumped in the conversation.

"news flash, hoes, i'm the queen," donghyuck uttered, causing us to turn heads at him "surprise,"

"what a joke," boo chuckled "go back to your mother's womb,"

"boo, you whore," doyoung added

"seriously?" I muttered to hansol, "they're really going to do this for hours?"

"oh hi are you hansol?" donghyuck caught vernon's attention "like, that hot rapper in seventeen?"

"yes, nice to meet you," the boy replied politely

"my name is lee donghyuck but you can call me yours,"

"BITCH!" seungkwan shouted "HE'S MINE."

"oh I'm sorry, I thought you were into long ass ride boy," donghyuck snapped his fingers as he spoke

"oh wow hot scoop mhm," doyoung muttered as he walked around "keep it going, i'm listening,"

"please don't keep it going," I replied, even though they probably won't listen. who am I kidding?

they kept blabbing about who's queen and who isn't, for like, an hour. soonyoung finally came in like a frickin wrecking ball and rushed to my bed.

"minseul are you oka-"

"NO NO NO NO DON'T TOUCH THE PATIENT!" doyoung hastened to soonyoung and slightly pulled him away from me

"but I'm her boyfriend!"

"but I'm her doctor," doyoung spat back with attitude "now go and act like an obedient boy."

soonyoung frowned and sat beside hansol.

"are you okay?" he asked

"no, i'm in so much pain," I answered "but I'll be okay soon."

taeyong rushed inside, looking for his son, sicheng. man, worry was plastered all over his face as he walked in.

"what happened?" taeyong asked doyoung

"car crash. but don't worry though. they'll be fine in no time."

"I hope so," taeyong sighed, looking around the room. once his eyes met mine, he immediately walked next to my bed and rested his hand on my left shoulder.

hallelujah I'm healed.

"how about you, minseul? are you okay?"

"yes, very," I replied

"but I thought you said you're in pain," soonyoung whined

"not anymore!" I chuckled.

"sorry we're late!" the rest of seventeen and nct 127 entered. doyoung was shookt.

"HEY HEY! NOT EVERYONE CAN ENTER AT ONCE!" he shouted "SHOO! SHOO!"

"but we only want to see how they're doing!" yuta protested

"NO! WAIT FOR YOUR TURNS, PEASANTS!" doyoung managed to make them exit the room and close the door. minutes later, another doctor walked in.

"how are my patients?" he asked doyoung. they discussed some medical stuff for a bit before he left again.

that time, I was feeling hungry as ever.

"hey doctor kim!" I called, but doyoung wasn't looking. I rolled my eyes and spoke, "queen."

"yes?" he nicely approached me

"can I eat anything?"

"no because your stomach will be having an operation later."

"WHAT!?"

"I'm kidding," he laughed "you can eat healthy food. nothing else."

"donghyuck, go buy food for the three of them," he ordered. the young boy just flashed a sassy glare at him before answering, "why me?"

"I'll do it before a fight starts," taeyong sighed and left the room. right before the door closed, yuta and mingyu walked in.

"hey how's it going minseul?" mingyu did a brofist with me

"I'm good," I answered "what are the boys doing outside?"

"BB tan? twitter? i don't know," he shrugged "but they're all on their phones outside. hashtag no life."

"HAHAHA winwin looks so cute!" yuta laughed out loud, getting attention from all of us

"stop that," sicheng muttered and covered himself in blankets.

"that reminds me," I told soonyoung "are you happy that i'm okay?"

"of course!"

"well, for your information, sicheng protected me in the crash so I think you owe him a little something,"

"fine," he muttered, facing my cousin "I'm sorry for being a huge jerk towards you. thank you for protecting minseul and putting her first before yourself."

"and?" I uttered

"I love you,"

the boys outside went "AAAAAWWWWWWW" in chorus

"no homo," soonyoung added and went back to his seat with a full red face.

minutes passed and while I was peacefully eating, I heard some cries from my left side. which is seungkwan. oh damn he's tearing up.

"boo what's wrong?" I questioned. I wish I could go there and give him a hug but I'm still not allowed to move a lot, according to doyoung.

"MY BABY!" he cried out loud "MY LOUIS VUITTON BAG, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE GOT SQUEEZED INSIDE THE CAR!"

awww.

"WE HAVEN'T BEEN TOGETHER FOR 24 HOURS!" he cried. legit tears, man "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I SPENT JUST TO HAVE A BAG LIKE THAT!? I WISH I COULD SEE MY BEST FRIEND FOR ONE LAST TIME,"

at that moment, doyoung came back inside with mark who was holding a paper bag. they went straight to seungkwan's bed to hand him that white thing. I watched as the boy pull his louis vuitton bag out and cry an ocean so bad that doyoung had to get boats for us.

it was so squished and destroyed. all of us in the room silently watched as seungkwan hugged his bag.

#AMomentOfSilenceForSeungkwansBestie

"LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT HER!" seungkwan raised the bag "SHE'S LIFELESS. THIS IS PROOF THAT THE WORLD IS CRUEL ENOUGH TO KILL A PERFECT THING.WHO ELSE THINKS WE SHOULD HOLD A FUNERAL FOR THIS LIL GIRL!?"

the room was quiet. doyoung and donghyuck raised their hands and we gave them a glare.

"a funeral? for a bag?" yuta questioned and then chuckled "you're kidding me. are you sure you guys should be in here and not in an asylum?"

"what?" doyoung asked "it's palm springs mini! the best bag! and it's limited edition."

"true," donghyuck agreed

"obviously!" seungkwan cried

"you know, I know a nearby store who still sells that bag," the doctor told him, casually leaning on the wall and looking like a model.

"SHOW ME," boo quit crying and was recharged with 100% battery. mark put his hands on seungkwan's shoulders to make him calm down.

wow ship.

I wonder what hansol's reaction is. I turned my head to the right, jaw dropped, as soon as I saw hansol's shoulders being massaged by donghyuck.

"what?" the sassy boy raised an eyebrow. I smiled and shook my head as a reply and he continued what he was doing.

oh my. the two vocalists fell in love with rappers from a different group.

"don't forget that I have that backpack too," donghyuck spoke up "it's the best."

"agreed, sister," boo replied

the sass trio. bow.

"so, when will we be discharged?" I asked the doctor

"in two days. I think. but once a patient goes home, thou shall not engage in so many lively activities," doyoung replied. damn it why is he so cute? "all you have to do is rest."

"okay!" winwin enthusiastically answered and raised a thumbs up before being called cute by yuta again. geez, these two.

#LoveIsInTheAir

there was a knock on the door, revealing wonwoo. as soon as doyoung let him walk in, he came to me, eager to tell me something

"hi."

"hello, wonwoo."

"so there was this club in the school named the black arts and I...."

"you passed!?"

"I'm the president."

"OMG I'M SO PROUD!" I screamed in excitement and tried to hug him but doyoung literally separated us with his arms

"don't touch the patient!" he whined and stomped his foot, looking annoyed

"but why?" wonwoo asked

"because I want to make sure that my patients are 100% clean," the doctor replied as he rubbed a cotton soaked in cleanser on my arms. wow.

"and your time is up, you should go now," doyoung let wonwoo stand up and leave the room.

another knock was heard as soon as the door closed and kim doyoung was stressed as ever. he let out a deep sigh before opening the door for whoever that person is.

it was seokmin. once doyoung saw the boy, he didn't let him in.

"why did you do that?" winwin asked "that's mean."

"yeah that's mean," yuta agreed.

"are you kidding me? I know that boy, he's a living megaphone and he might disturb my patients!"

"chill, doctor kim," I said "he'll be gentle."

"you sure?"

"yes."

doyoung carefully opened the door but jumped in shock once seokmin set foot inside the room.

"ONE TIME, I DRANK SOY SAUCE BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS COKE AND-"

"GET OOOUUUUT!!!" doyoung tried to push him but nothing was working so taeyong and yuta had to help push him. and junhui was pulling him out of the room.

"damn, seokmin is a mess."

"he's not a hot mess though. unlike my deceased bag," seungkwan said, feeling salty as ever.

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-j