2 2.   H o s p i t a l   d i a r i e s  

My mother, Jongi and I were sitting at the dinner table eagerly waiting for my father who had gone out to bring the savory to come really quick. I checked my phone at an equal interval of time, just in case V dropped any message in there.

Almost, one hour passed away and we were hungry like the pack of wolves.

Jongi started joggling with the chopsticks, making pestering sounds on the empty china bone plate.

"Stop it Jongi, these are chopsticks, not your drumsticks." I scolded him and he intercepted his actions. Burying my head in my palms I recalled somewhat grotty events of the day. Uniqueness trapped in my body and the fact that I won't be going to the university for the next two weeks made me puke over.

"Mom, when is he coming? It's already too late, I'm going to sleep now." I whined and sat there lazily for five minutes as I saw my mother dialing his number repeatedly.

"He's not answering," She said looking at the clock. "Let's go out and see."

We were now outside of our home, the starless night and the cold breeze sent a feeling of evasive secrecy and guilty, which I had gone through.

Jongi crouched down, playing with a stray coffee brown puppy. He took the puppy in his small hands and moved in circles. Laughing as he saw the puppy wagging his tail cutely.

I drew closer to mom since I was only wearing my sheer plum-colored sweater. "Jongi come inside its getter colder out here." My mother commanded gently.

I chuckled and just then, the ground under my feet slipped as I saw my father staggering towards us in slow motion, his head was covered with blood, one hand pressing on his head and the other hand holding the four black plastic bags of the savories.

"Father!" I yelled, hastily running towards him, mom and Jongi followed me thereafter.

"What's this?.....How did this----" My mother couldn't comprehend the entire scenario. She dropped on her knees looking at the man who was lying on the ground lifelessly.

"Mom... Just wait I'll get a taxi." I immediately ran out on the main street to get a taxi. It was quite late for the taxi drivers to be on duty but I finally managed to spot one.
Thank God!

We clambered in the car after locking the main gate. I was looking at my father's half-dead face, his eyes were closed temporarily. Somewhere deep down my mind, I was blaming myself for this accident. I was crying like hell and so was my poor brother.

The blood was rushing profusely, coloring my top and bottom with crimson color and also my hands. I tried to stop the blood flow but it was not of any good use as it streamed like water from an open hose.

My mom held his hands tightly, sobbing lightly meanwhile I got a message from someone, supposedly it was V. I thought of answering him later on.

We rushed to the nearest hospital. The driver carried my father all the way to the receptionist whereat the hospital staff came to our rescue, laying him down on the stretcher. We followed them to the ICU room. The tension escalated as I heard the nurse say that it was a serious case to the doctor who marched inside the room with the other interns.

I was pacing back and forth in the waiting area whereas my mother sat on the seat, quietly, yanking Jongi's head closer to her chest as he continued to weep.

Mother told me to wash my hands which were dipped in blood. I nodded and walked over to the ladies' washroom.

As I got out I fished out my phone and saw a message from V, saying.

*Good Night Luv ♥

My fingers instantly tapped on the call option. "I'm going insane...V, could you come over please," My voice turned into a dry tone, covering my face so that no one sees me and points out the diverse disturbing characteristics that I displayed out of crying and crying.

***

I lopped out of the hospital to the expansive garden, water droplets were lurking like a pearl sheet over the greenery. There was a steel waiting seat near the pathway, I sat frozen on it.

Rubbing my forearms to contain the warmth I had, I grew colder and ended like a sneezing-mess, body demanding the need for heat. But, the thought of V's arrival kept me alive and intact at my place.

"DASOM..."

I heard V's gravelly voice entering into my ears. He was far away, astonished to see me at the hospital. I took wobbly steps, and embraced him, totally lifeless and numb from the cold.

"Dasom, why are you here? and you are cold," he pulled me away an inch just to put my face in his warm hands.

"V.. my father....he has a lot an of blood and.. and I don't know what will happen...the doctors--" I couldn't let her words come out of my mouth.

"I got you, I got you, got you, don't cry now," He chanted before snaking his one arm around my waist while the other helped in patting my head in continuous motion.

V smelled like woods whereas I was left with the faint reek of blood emanating from my clothes.

"V aren't I a bitch, tell me?" I mumbled against the fibers of his maroon coat.

V mentally agreed with the statement and grinned but outwardly he asked Dasom not to say anything bizarre. "Dasom, shut up. You are not and you know it."

"V you should not date me, I mean just look at the way I'm backed up with wicked things. These unlucky things are attached to me like a string." I continued.

"Dasom, it's just your conscience and I believe you aren't unlucky for me. In fact, I think you will help me accomplish my goal smoothly."

"No no V, something really bad happened in my life in the past and it took me years to overcome it. Back then I was not even the culpr---"

Ignoring my dialogue, he took it in some other direction. "Dasom, just mark my words that I will never ever leave you." He looked in my tearful eyes and kissed my forehead as I held his wrists softly.

My mother galloped outside searching for me. She held a list of medicines that were not available in the hospital at this time and which can only be bought from the nearby pharmacy.

I tiptoed in order to reach to his forehead which was hidden under his soft black hair bangs and pressed a quick kiss.

She caught us from afar in an awkward situation after standing there for five minutes she finally thought of texting her the names of the medicines that were not found in there.

Without disturbing the ambiance she hastened off, giving away a small smile. As she herself was a girl at one time she understood this phase very well.

"I think you got a message," V said and I nodded my head in recognition. "Yes.... oh, I need to get these meds,"

"Do you want me to help?"

"No, it's fine. I think you should go back to your home now." I suggested reluctantly.

He nodded and turned around.

I instantly grabbed his arm and placed a hand at the back of his neck to get firm support. I smashed my lips on his. He rolled his eyes dramatically knowing that his magnetism never fails anywhere, before closing them.

He took in a sharp breathe, taking his own sweet time to react to the unprepared lip-attack.

He skittered back a little as I pushed myself into him. The heat that his mouth my generating was sending me the hot radiations as they ricochetted in the walls of my mouth.

I retracted back and he finally exhaled. Both of us stood frozen for a while, finding peace under each other gaze. I couldn't feel an ounce of cold that once devolved into me.

I whirled around and stopped in my tracks, facing him again, "Thanks for coming."

"Sure thing." He croaked with a heavy-hearted nod.

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Captain's note - I just couldn't sleep well last light, Jungkook's minor car accident ruined my cat nap. I hope he and the other parties are healthy and happy.
:)