Seokmin's POV
Another day has punched the time clock. It is still too early in the morning for Jihyo to be awake already, but he is now in his wheelchair. I am pushing him through the hallways of the hospital together with his dextrose. I do not know why he asked me to go with him out of the blue, but I guess he is too fed up in his room since he has been there for almost a week now.
“Where on earth is Mara?” he asked, not even talking to me.
“Hey,” I said as I stop pushing, “Are you her father? You are worrying so much about her, you know.”
“How can I not? She is my best friend,” he said and starts to roll the wheels on his own.
I followed him as fast as I can and held the handle to help him move, “Yeah, JUST your best friend. Not your girlfriend.”
He gestures for me to stop pushing
