It Was Me

Chapter 6

They sat in the waiting area in the hallway of the clean and very busy hospital.

Feet covered with white shoes were pattering on the floor mixed with some casual footwear of the visitors. Jimin sat beside a troubled and sleep-deprived Jeongguk, who was currently napping with his head against the wall. Jeongguk was scheduled for an appointment with Dr. Kim today for his regular check-up.

"Jeon Jeongguk?"

A nurse calls from the end of the hallway, coming out of Dr. Kim's room. Jimin's ears perked as he heard the name and gently nudged the boy, who had his mouth slightly agaped.

"Ggukie, you're up. Come on"

He lets his fingers thread through Jeongguk's raven hair, the boy softly groans before fluttering his lashes open. He smiles at Jimin, definitely worth-melting for.

"I'll be here"

Jimin assures Jeongguk, as he stood up to follow the nurse into Namjoon's room with one final look behind, he disappears from Jimin's vision. Jimin sighs and deflates in his seat, worrying about Jeongguk..

**

"Good morning, Jeongguk"

Namjoon, his phycisian ever since he was a kid was like an older brother to him. He always made sure Jeongguk was okay and kept healthy.

"Hyung"

He smiles as he sits on the stool, opposite to Namjoon. And the good doctor does what he usually does before asking him questions, check his vital signs.

"Your blood pressure's kind of lower than your normal, as well as your pulse, it's slower and your body temperature kind of worries me as well. What's the matter, Jeongguk?"

"I don't know, I take my usual medicine that you prescribed"

"You look exhausted as well. Have you been running low on sleep?"

Namjoon studies the boy infront of him closely, he could see how Jeongguk's shoulders were hung lower, his skin had gone paler, and the noticeable dark bags under his eyes. Jeongguk thinks for a moment before finally nodding..

"You could say that. I think, I've been sleeping around 3am lately —I don't know, I just don't feel like sleeping sometimes. Jimin said I look unhea–"

"Jimin?"

"Yeah, my friend. You know him, he was my roommate ever since I was a kid, you used to always ask about him"

"Oh, that Jimin. You're still in touch with each other?"

"Yes, of course. We basically grew up together in that godforsaken institute"

Jeongguk laughs bitterly, Namjoon nods writing down notes. The doctor sighs for a second, worrying about the boy.

"Why do you think you started losing sleep?"

"Uh.. I think it started when I went to my uncle's company"

Namjoon nods urging Jeongguk to continue.

"People there called me crazy and they said that being a lunatic runs in our blood, and they said a lot more than that.."

He noticed how the boy's figure started deflating more as he repeated those hurtful words thrown at him about a week ago. It never left his mind and his nightmares came back but they were worse, more vivid, almost like he was at the scene once again and its' duration was longer.

"The same nightmares?"

"No"

Namjoon was intrigued. He knew about Jeongguk's usual nightmares but he was curious about this new dream.

"Well, I wrote it down on my phone just in case I forgot about it"

Jeongguk fishes for his phone in his coat pockets and finally finds it. He scrolls a bit and stops on a certain text...

"Jimin, my uncle and I were standing in the kitchen of my house, we're sort of like just looking at each other or something. It was in the middle of the night and there was another man with us. I couldn't recognize his face. I've never met him before..."

Jeongguk explains trying to remember as much as he can based on the notes he typed down in his phone.

"—after that it was kind of blurry but I know that someone got stabbed in my dream. It was so weird but at the same time scary"

Jeongguk shudders at the thought of ever getting to close to a gun. God, he hated the feeling that these new nightmares brought to him.

"I see.. but this dream never happened in the past, right? Because you just recently started living with your uncle"

Namjoon pauses, his chin protruding as he tried to riddle it out.

"Hmm, very bizarre indeed. Keep writing down your dreams if they are different from your usual ones, okay? Keep me updated "

Namjoon wrote down his final notes. He finally closes it and glances back at Jeongguk offering him a smile. He stands from his seat, their session finally ended.

"I think you're just experiencing a mild case of insomnia. I won't give you some sleeping medication because it is not that extreme yet so I think music can help you, as well as copulation. Oh, definitely copulation is the best treatment for insomnia"

"Copulation?"

Jeongguk tilts his head at the foreign word as they both headed out of his room. The nurse sees them and nods as Namjoon motioned her to call in the next patient.

"s*x. Love making. Intimacy, you know that stuff? You put in your peni—"

"Hyung! I get it! I-I get it!"

Jeongguk chokes, his cheeks tomato red and heated.

Sex?

That never even crossed his mind in his whole li– He lies. He did touch himself a couple of times when he was still in the institute, Jimin even walked in on him doing himself in the bathroom for more than 5 times when they were cellmates for 15 years. But the odd thing was during those times that he touched himself and made himself come undone, he thought of a certain face.

Eyes as brilliant as the stars in the night, skin as fair as the maidens' in fairytales and smile as angelic as the person, himself.

Yes, the very image of that person being nude, legs spread open and ready to be taken whether roughly or slowly by Jeongguk, was enough to make him mewl against his arm that he was biting to supress his grunts of pleasure, his breath shallow and his legs trembled as he painted his hand and the bathroom walls with his hot release.

"Jeonggukie!"

That same lovely voice of the muse in his explicit daydreams, calls upon his attention. His unholy thoughts about this person, only amplified by each second as the shorter boy approached him.

His angelic smile captured Jeongguk's heart for the nth time.

"How did it go?"

"G-Good"

Jeongguk gulped as Jimin looked at him earnestly, their bodies too close for Jeongguk's raging hormones.

"What about your sleeping problems? What did he say can help you?"

Jimin asks but Jeongguk only mutters his response, too hushed to be comprehended.

"s*x. He says s*x is the best therapy"

"Ohh..."

Jimin bit his lips subconsciously, as he gulped. He kind of likes the idea of that therapy as well.