THE DEUCE TO PAY | PJM

— THE DEUCE TO PAY | PJM

PAIRING : Jimin x OC

TROPE : Supernatural(?) | Doctor-patient relationship (this taboo relationship 💀) | Dark Romance

RATING : 16+

DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. The description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.

WORD COUNT : 11K

MASTERLIST | NAVIGATION

SUMMARY : It was unprofessional of you to fall for you patient and for your patient to fall for you back? You have the deuce to pay. But what if that’s what Jimin has been planning on? For you to fall for him.

AUTHOR NOTE : this story had a youtube version for it in my channel but i decided to post it here too. this version is rewritten and hopefully is better than the original one </3 i cringe so hard while rereading the old one ngl.. there were just so many errors I felt like throwing my computer away. but anyway, beta read by @leemien !! <3 (and @/Tess) proofread by one and only, grammarly 🪧

WARNINGS : This story deals with mental illness, trauma, contains dubious situations that some readers might find it disturbing and triggering (if you have a problem with this then my story is not for you) and quite a number of inaccurate and made-up information about certain things just to fit in the story. (i did make some research to try and make this makes sense ㅠㅠ)

DEDICATION : To my baby twin, happy birthday <3

The smell of a hospital.

Sterile, generic and sometimes overwhelming. 

It still feels overwhelming even after years—Well, three years, to be precise—of your career as a psychiatrist. It has always been your dream and goal to cure—or at least help people with mental illnesses and psychological disorders.

You are not mentally ill or have any mental health issues, at least you think you don’t. It’s your surroundings that make you pursue this path.

Mom had severe depression when she was alive. She got better after getting married to Dad but it didn’t last long. After a few months into the marriage, she started being the way she was before marriage.

Aunt told me Mom was abused by their dad, my grandfather. She escaped his grasp when Dad proposed to her and finally got married to her, taking her away from her own dad. 

Your heart aches for your mother. 

All the pain she went through. The dark thoughts that always cloud her mind, influence her negatively. 

Mom always told me that I’m the only reason why she’s still holding on. 

But maybe after holding on for so long, she decided to finally let go.

Let you go. 

She’s free from any pain, at least. 

Your heels click along the dreary hallway, you are doing your usual task; giving prescriptions to the patients in this hospital and doing some rounds around the building. Yes, just the usual. 

You have a quite good reputation in this hospital. 

Asclepius Hospital, Psychology and Psychiatry Specialist. A private hospital. 

You get along with your patients rather quickly and easily. One of your patients once said,

“You have a very attractive aura around you. You are approachable and I just feel like I can tell you almost anything. Something in you just attracts me, makes me trust you and actually have faith in you..”

What she said almost sounds unreal but then again you never know. If that’s what they felt about you then you are more than glad to continue providing those. 

It was from your first ever patient. A young female adult, 20 years old. She had suffered from eating disorder, insomnia, severe depression and substance abuse problems. She was hospitalised here for about 6 months. It has been to hell and back but she survived with enough willpower and support. 

You stop in front of a metal door with a slanted knob. 

Patient 7959, the board reads. 

NAME : Park Jimin 

DESCRIPTION : Depression and Insomnia

HEAVY WARNING : This patient possesses the ability of a Siren.

DOCTOR IN CHARGE : (Y/N)

NOTE : Anything regarding this patient, please contact Dr. (Y/N) first.

Thank you for your understanding and cooperation. 

You take in an amount of oxygen as you feel the air turns suffocating making it hard to breathe. It’s always like that— You would be lying if you think you’re not afraid to confront your patients. 

You always are.

The thoughts of what the patients might do if they lose control all of a sudden— Her facade would break down if that ever happens. But for now, you shake the nervousness off, this is part of your job and the risk in the profession itself. 

You bring your hand to knock on the metal door. You hear a faint ‘come in’ and it’s your cue. You twist the slanted knob as the metal door gapes open and you make your way in.

Upon entering, you immediately spot the young man, Jimin, sitting on one of the couches. You give him your signature smile as you put down the tray that you are carrying, full of medications that you had brought from the outside. You settle down next to Jimin on his couch. 

Some patients have the privilege to design their own room according to their preferences with safety measures and procedures taken of course. The supervisor will make sure that all settings and functions are anti-ligature. Whereas the case of patients with serious mental illness was put in a padded cell until it’s the right time to give them their own room— their own to design. 

Jimin’s room is simple. The walls are painted in black and the floor is covered with black wooden tiles. He arranges his double bed to be on the very corner near the shatter-resistant window. The room is complete with an all-together kitchen, bathroom and living room. 

The design of this room is like the one he had back at home, he said.

As you settle down next to him, you ask, “How are you today, Jimin?”

“Good,” he mumbled. “B-but that doesn’t mean I’m healed right..”

It wasn’t a question. It was like a protest, denial.

Jimin doesn’t want to leave your side even when he’s healed. You were his saviour and it will remain like that. You are his saviour. 

You don’t miss Jimin's sickly infatuation for you but you block him out and deny it just like he’s denying his health. Not really denying his health. Indeed, he is sick and in need of a doctor’s attention but he’s refusing to get better just to not have you taken away from him. 

A few months ago, you started a game with Jimin and now you can’t end it. 

You just smiled at him. “That’s why I’m here to give your prescriptions,” You stand up on your feet and take the prescriptions. Jimin’s eyes follow you until you settle down again on your previous spot.  

You look at him and ask, “Do you still have trouble sleeping at night?”

Jimin nods. 

You continue asking more questions such as relating to his health, what he did today, the food, any improvements. After finishing the little question and answer session, you put down your clipboard and start giving various types of pills for him. Jimin swallowed each pill with success.

Setting the tray aside, you walk towards Jimin’s bed and pat it as a signal for Jimin to lay down. It’s his bedtime— His favourite time, he claimed. 

You tuck him under the soft duvet. Your fingers run through his hair, massaging his scalp. Jimin hummed and closed his eyes. He loved the feeling; the warmth that you provide for him, he wants to keep it forever...

He wants to keep you forever. 

10 minutes passed and Jimin’s eyelids started to get heavy and heavier. His cat-like eyes slowly started to close and finally shut, drifting off to sleep.

Since he fell asleep, you assume his body is worn out and tired and finally shuts down. His body usually lasts for 2-3 days without sleep. You gave him sleeping pills but not every day. You don’t want him to depend on the pills. 

Caressing his hair for the last time, you get up from the position you are in and tidy up the tray of prescriptions.

Your extra duty for this specific patient is to tidy up his room. It’s an extra duty because it’s not your usual work. Usually, the nurses would clean the patient’s room. In Jimin’s case, he dislikes the fact that people other than you come into his room and clean it up.

He doesn’t like anyone other than you in his personal space. 

You have no problem with the extra duty since Jimin is quite easy to handle now that he’s asleep. Just as you are about to walk to his bathroom, your pager buzzes, indicating a call from the higher-ups.

You quietly moan in exasperation. “Really now? What’s so important that you can’t wait until tomorrow morning?” 

You scan the room quickly before thinking of a solution. The higher-ups building is metres away from patients’ building. Your shift will end in a few minutes which is approximately 20 minutes from now. The walk to another building is going to take about 10 minutes more or less. You need to get off your work sharp since you have to pick up your cat that you had left at the cat hotel this morning before it closes. 

You look at Jimin who’s fast asleep on his bed and the pager that keeps on buzzing in your doctor coat’s pocket. “I’ll get Lia to clean up the room.”

You make up your mind and quickly pick up the tray and head straight to the door. 

Negligence. 

It was a careless mistake of you to do so.

You’ve never skipped your duty of cleaning Jimin’s compartment. 

Jimin doesn’t like anyone else other than you in his comfort zone…

But, he is sleeping. 

And just like that, you left his room. 

Upon hearing the door shut, Jimin’s eyes flick open—Almost immediately.

He was never asleep.

He had a fucking Insomnia. He is so close to sleeping, to finally rest his mind but the moment he doesn't smell, feel your presence and scent, he blinks his eyes open faster than when he was closing it. 

Jimin had three ways to fall asleep and only three which are a) he waits for his body to shut down on its own which usually take 2-3 days maximum, b) sleeping pills, you don’t actually restrict sleeping pills usage on him, when he desperately needs it, you’d give it, c) you. 

He needs you by his side so he can fall asleep. 

You close Mr Yang’s office door as you sigh.

“I can’t believe this,” You tuck your hands in your coat’s pocket as you walk down the hall to go back to the patients' building.

Check Lia and Jimin, change your clothes and pick up your cat. You glance at your watch that is hugging your wrist.

Great, you have 5 minutes before your shift ends. 

“God,” You bring your hands up to your face as you rub, trying to freshen yourself up. “I ran all the way to his office just to him with his wife eating each other out,” You huff. 

It’s not all bad though, Mr Yang gives you a great piece of news. 

The director of the hospital pages you to let you know about a deal he had struck with another hospital. They offer you to work at a known and famous hospital in another province in South Korea. 

Asclepius is as known and famous as the hospital mentioned, you think. You had asked Mr Yang, why did he offer this deal to you and not to others. 

“I’ve sent in 4 résumés to them, Lia’s, Jaemin’s, Beomgyu’s and yours, along with records of patients. They’ve reviewed all of them and they said all of them are satisfying. This might sound biased but they wanted me to offer this to you first.”

You can accept it or reject it. It’s up to you.

“If you’re rejecting this offer, only then will I pass this deal to the others.”

Well, if you decide to stay, Mr Yang would be more than happy— To have the best doctor one could ask for but if you decide to go, it’s fine too since it would establish a great relationship with the hospital. Both decisions are beneficial to him so he doesn’t mind. 

“Evening, Yuri,” You greet your subordinate, Yuri, a young Japanese girl. She’s a mental health nurse. 

Yuri raises her head upon hearing your voice, she greets you back with her cheerful voice. You expect Lia to be here too but you don’t see her. “Where’s Lia?” You ask her. 

“Oh, she’s still in Jimin’s room.” 

You frown. ‘She should be back by now. It wouldn’t take long to clean Jimin’s room since there’s not much of a thing…’

“Weird… She should be done in less than 10 minutes,” You say to no one in particular but Yuri hears you as she agrees. 

You turn on your heels to go to Jimin’s roo—

A feminine high pitched scream echoed throughout the hallway of the patients’ rooms, leaving all of the nurses and doctors present in shock. They all froze in their place thinking that it might be that one of the patients loses control or is having nightmares and manic episodes. 

Wait.

Yuri seems to know what you are thinking about as she voices your thoughts out loud. “But, we don’t have a female patient on this floor, Dr. (Y/N)—”

“Dr. (Y/N)!” 

You turn to the familiar voice. “Aerin?”

Aerin is the head nurse of this hospital. She’s around her 40s. 

“Aerin, where is Li—”

You are cut off by the panicked Aerin. “Lia, she is—” Her pupils are dilated with fear as she tries to regain her speech ability.

“Aerin! Calm down!” You grip her shoulders. You try to calm the panicking girl but to no avail, she is too scared to the point where breathing becomes difficult for her, her body shaking in fear. Having no other option, Aerin grabs on your wrist and leads you somewhere. 

You hear a faint masculine voice as you and Aerin step closer to a certain patient’s room. Jimin’s room.

Then, it hits you.

Lia… Jimin…

Your eyes widened as you finally grasp what’s wrong. How could you be so stupid to really let Lia take over your duty? God, why didn’t you consider the possibility of Jimin waking up while Lia is cleaning? You have the deuce to pay after all this. 

You practically run to Jimin’s room. The screams seem to be attracting other nurses and doctors as they trail behind you and Aerin. You open the metal door, the loud sound coming from the door fills the silence in the room. The scene in front of you is enough to send shivers down to the spine. 

Jimin is choking Lia. 

He’s on top of Lia as his hands grip Lia by her neck, pinning her down to the floor. 

Jimin never ever uses his strength on people. 

Even when someone other than you steps into his zone, he’ll only threaten them from afar. It could mean only one thing…

Lia touches Jimin. 

“Jimin, let go of Lia...” Dr Hwang says softly. 

It doesn’t make Jimin’s grip loosen, if anything, he tightens it causing Lia to let out a choked yelp. The doctors and nurses are trying their best to persuade him but it is to no avail as he tightens his grip at each persuasion they make. 

Can’t they see that each syllable they throw at him causes his grip to tighten?

A hush escapes your lips. The room quickly falls to a pin drop silent. The only sound that is still audible is Lia’s harsh breathing. Jimin’s grip starts to loosen as the room grows quiet and quieter. As his grip loosen enough for air to fill in her lungs, Lia breathes in greedily. 

“Jimin..” You call out for him in a sing-song manner, slowly approaching the two. 

You are cautious of your steps as you continue. “Jimin, let go of Lia’s neck..” Your voice is stern, something that you rarely use on your patients. Jimin doesn’t move as if he’s frozen on the spot. He neither tighten nor loosen his grip on Lia. 

“Jimin,” You finally step in front of him, a few centimetres away. “Let go of Lia’s neck,” Your voice is two times sterner than before but you still keep your tone low. You know better than to raise your voice. Jimin’s sense of hearing is sensitive when he’s using his inhuman strength.

Upon hearing your voice grow sterner, Jimin lets out a low growl. 

Seeing that Jimin didn’t budge at all, you contemplate something. You have no other choice but to use this card against him. You’re not sure if it’s going to work or not but trying doesn’t hurt. 

“If you don’t let go of Lia’s neck, I’m telling the authorities to send you to another hospital, Jimin.” Your voice is thick with seriousness. 

You thought it’s not working but the snap of his head shows that it works. 

His head finally snaps towards you, trying to meet your eyes.

Finally meeting your eyes, he immediately let go of Lia’s neck, moving to wrap his hand around your wrist and pull you to his embrace, not wanting you to leave him but you are faster. You move back a few steps, deliberately avoiding Jimin’s touch as if he is the fire that would burn you.

Lia looks up at you with teary eyes. You send her a swift tilt of head to signal her to escape quickly. Lia obeys, running to her friends all while gasping for air to fill her lungs. You are going to ask her for details later. 

“N-No..” His voice trembles, thick with fear. Fear of losing you.  “You can’t leave me, (Y/N)…”

“My darling…”

That voice again. 

You get vibrations as the nickname rolls out of his plump lips so pleasantly. It’s like honey to the ears. You feel the need to run and melt in his arms.

You realise something is wrong. 

The pull isn’t too magnetic and strong so you quickly snap out of it and try to focus on Jimin instead of losing to your innermost thoughts and subconscious. 

“(Y/N), we got Lia now, let’s leave fir—”

Jimin lets out a growl, a very threatening one. He shoots a glare at the male doctor, Dr Hwang— His glare sends away a warning. 

Take her away and I’ll rip your head off your neck.

He wants nothing more than to kill everyone who tried to take her away from him. You turn to the threatened doctor. “I need to handle my patient, Dr Hwang. If you..” You glance at everyone that’s present in Jimin’s room, camping at the door and the hallway, witnessing the scene.

“If you guys could, please kindly return to your respective works or doings just now and do not enter this room.” You say apologetically. You bow deeply as you continue. “I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience I have caused.”

Once everyone leaves, you exhale. You didn’t notice how suffocating it was when the people crowded the room until they all finally left. You breathe in deeply before turning to Jimin. 

“Did you just use your ability on me?” You throw your accusation as you send him a glare.

“You wanted to leave me…” He murmurs but you hear him. 

You sigh and rub your temple out of frustration. Frustrated because a) you made a mistake, a careless one at it, b) Jimin uses his ability on you. You don’t say a word as you just stand on your spot. You glance at your wrist and it has passed the pickup time at the cat hotel. 

Now you have to call Maya to extend the time. 

You tap both of your cheeks 2-3 times as if to pull yourself together “Let’s get you back to sleep hmm?” You send him the best smile you could pull out of your now fatigue body. 

But Jimin isn’t having it. 

“N-No! You’ll leave me!” He protests. “You’ll be gone once I open my eyes the next day.”

“I’m staying until you fall asleep? How does that sound?” You suggest. “Of course I’ll be gone once you wake up next morning, Jimin. I can’t spend the night here.”

“No.”

“If you’re not sleeping then I’m leaving. You’ll see me walk away from you right in front of your two eyes.” It’s an empty threat. If Jimin doesn’t want to sleep willingly then you’ll have to give him his sleeping pills. After the stunt he just pulled, he needs sleep.

You most certainly didn’t expect Jimin to take your threat seriously. 

“No, you’re staying with me, darling.”

He’s doing it again.

But this time he’s putting more force on his voice. His voice is so enchanting to your ears that it makes your legs weak. Jimin laces his voice with enchantment to attract you to him, to pull you to him without him having to lift a finger. Just a roll of his tongue.

He is using his ability on you. 

“Come to me, (Y/N),” Jimin calls out in a sing-song manner, making your feet move subconsciously, you are being pulled to him like a piece of magnet attracted to another. You try your hardest to not fall and succumb to his alluring voice as you fight with your subconscious. 

Jimin sees the way you try to fight off his calling. You are fighting so hard for a fight that’s one-sided. Jimin could easily use his ultimate weapon and have you immediately in his arms but maybe he enjoys seeing you struggle. Your struggle is worse than futile. 

It’s all fun while it lasts. You had your fun—going against him— now let him have his fun. 

Jimin stares at you as he opens his mouth. He rolls his tongue to enunciate his siren song. 

No mere human can stand a siren song. 

The dangerous song entices you in every mean and way, his immaculate syllables lace with irresistible temptation as his voice starts to ring on her head, probing your head. Jimin is taking over your mind. Every word only seems to heighten the enchantment and dulled your senses.

The last syllables roll out of Jimin’s lips as the song comes to its end and you are finally in his arms. 

“Exactly where you belong, darling.”

“S-stop…” You whine. “Jimin, you promised me not to use your ability and the siren song on m-me anymore!” You scold him despite being in a vulnerable position and state. His arms are still wrapped around your body. His tight grip is the only thing that keeps you in the reality because his singing is making your grip on the reality loosen. 

“And you promised to not leave me,” Jimin says, his voice thick with malevolence. 

“You started a game but too bad you can’t end it…” Jimin chuckles as he traces his fingers across your drowsy face. 

“It’s my game now, darling.”

He kisses your forehead. “Sleep with me today..”

A few months ago.

Your office is tainted with a rich perfume smell.

The usual coffee and woods smell is now mixed with Chanel’s perfume and it’s not a pleasant smell. At. All. 

How many sprays did she put on?

“We have reached a conclusion,” You hear Mr Park’s voice.

“We will put him in this hospital until he gets cured or at least gets better…” Mr Park announces his—and his wife’s—decision.

“If he does get cured,” His wife sarcastically emphasises a hypothetical situation. 

If you could, you would kick her out of your office. Immediately. Mrs Park has been nothing but a bitch throughout this appointment. You can see the dislike she had for her son but it is not necessary for her to publicly express it. Since you can’t kick her out, you ignore her as you continue detailing about his son and you jot down every information possible.

Mr Park is a big shareholder of this hospital. You’ve heard rumours saying he’ll take over this hospital soon—Not like you care at all, but what intrigues you is that people said that he got married to his current wife because of a deal, not out of love. 

Oh god, you should mind my own business, (Y/N).

Once the talk comes to its end, you clasp your hands together. “Alright, if that’s your decision, I will do my best to help your son,” You say with a professional voice.

“If that’s all?” Mr Park and his wife take it as their cue to stand up and leave. You bow your head at them. Mr Park acknowledges your bow as he mirrors your action. His wife hastens out of your office. 

It isn’t a few minutes later and the couple is already gone out of the radar— leaving his mentally sick son alone. You notice him sitting on the chair next to your office’s door. You approach him. 

The parents didn’t even tell her that their son had inhuman abilities. 

And unfriendly.

And also, obsessive. 

“Hey,” You greet him. “Morning!”

He’s aware of your presence but doesn’t make an effort to reply. You wait, just in case but he just seems disinterested so you continue. “What’s your name?”

What a way to strike a conversation. What doctor doesn’t know their patient’s name? Screw that, you just wanted him to talk to you. 

He stares at your face with his dark eyes. “Jimin.”

“And your age?”

“25”

“Okay, great!” You smile at him but he doesn't even spare you a glance as he keeps his gaze on the board in front of him that is pinned with all sorts of medical information. You heave a heavy sigh.

This is going to be tough. 

This is your game.

To make Jimin talk to her was the first task of the game. 

To make Jimin trust her was the ultimate task. 

And once Jimin is cured, 

It’s game over. 

Or so you thought.

“Let’s bring you to your room, Jimin,” You tell him. “Come!” You hold out your hand for him to hold but he simply stands up and stares at you with an empty gaze. 

Okay… Awkward.

Retreating your hand, you pat your thighs and stand on your feet as well as you escort Jimin to his room. Heat crawls on your face out of embarrassment and maybe humiliation too. You sigh, probably humiliating the shit out of yourself is one of the many ways to get Jimin out of his shell. If no one is going to make the first move then who? 

“Okay!” You clasp your hands together to get his attention. “For a starter, your room will be empty. You get to decorate it according to your preference. Once we finish decorating your room, you’ll move here. For the time being, you’ll stay in the ready and available room.”

His father specifically asks for this privilege. 

“Do you have any questions?” You turn to him. You study his face for any reactions but this guy remains with his stoned face, cold and emotionless. 

“No.”

“Well, alright. Let me show you your temporary room.”

Three weeks have passed and you are finally done with Jimin’s room. You barely get enough sleep with the loads of work that are suddenly shoved up to your face almost at the same time. The room would have been done within 2 weeks or less because of Jimin’s simple and minimal preferences. 

In the time spent of three weeks, you surprisingly get along with Jimin. His reaction gets slightly better than the first time they interacted. If his reaction before is just a nod and a shake of head then now he starts to use more words. 

“Do you like it? Do you want to change anything?” You ask, your voice thick with hopefulness—hoping he’ll like the room— and concern. You’re worried if by chance the room isn’t up to his preference and him not reacting when you are showcasing his newly designed room.

The interior is fully based on Jimin’s preference but he doesn’t detail things like the position and arrangement of certain furniture which made it fully your problem to solve. 

Different from your thoughts, your effort actually makes his stomach flutter and his heart fills with warmth. To witness such a human cares for him so much when not even his parents care for him.

But he doesn’t want to believe that you actually care about him. 

It’s probably an act or just because it’s her duty, her obligation. She didn’t do all this out of willingness. He tells himself. 

He decides to ease your worry. “It’s fine.” It came out as emotionless speech. 

Upon hearing his words, you sigh in relief.

It takes days and hours to design his room. You try to finish it as soon as possible, you push some negotiable work for another day just to finish Jimin’s room. You squeeze your brain out to generate ideas for Jimin’s room that made you sleepless at night and the overload works too. You’ve seen the way Jimin was slightly uncomfortable with the ready and furnished room so that’s why you rushed everything. 

The dark circles are visible around your eyes, you don’t have the time to cover it up because you are so excited to show Jimin his room but it doesn’t matter now that Jimin is satisfied with the result. 

Jimin notices the dark circle under your eyes. He has seen how hard you work just for him and it makes his stomach flutter once again. Jimin studies your current look, your hair is slightly dishevelled because you are rushing to get him right after the room is done. Despite your busyness, you still look after Jimin with great care. 

‘No, it’s just part of her work.’

But Jimin would be lying if he said he doesn’t enjoy your company. He loves having you with him in the boring room. You constantly try to strike up a conversation with him and he would just sit and stare, giving little to almost no reaction at all— That was at first. As you continue visiting him, doing the same thing and new things with him every day, he slowly starts to open up to you. 

“(Y/N)?” A masculine voice interrupts the two of you. “Are you done with your patient?”

“Jaemin,” You simper as you see him at the door frame. “Yes, I’m done here.” You scan the room one last time before making your way towards the door. 

‘Don’t go’

You freeze your steps as you feel your coat is being pulled. Turning around and pouring all of your attention on Jimin—the one that pulled your coat. You are surprised by his out of character action. You look at Jimin with knitted eyebrows. 

‘Yes, only keep your attention on me.’

‘Fuck, what am I thinking? It’s just an act— An ac—’

“Jimin?”

Your voice brings him back to reality. He doesn’t notice that his grip on the hem of your coat is tightening for each passing second.

Jaemin lets out a cough as he says. “We’re getting late now, (Y/N).”

You turn to him and back to Jimin. “Is there anything you need, Jimin?” You ask softly, voice lace with concern. Jimin stares at your face, contemplating with his mind. 

Why doesn't he want you to go?

Why does he feel a slight of anger knowing the fact that you are going to leave with that guy?

He is developing an infatuation with you. 

“Don’t go,” He whispers ever so quietly. 

A progress!

You have always prioritised your patient so of course, you would listen to Jimin’s request rather than having lunch with Jaemin. You turn to Jaemin. “I’m sorry, Jaemin... My patient comes first. Ask Lia to accompany you for lunch, okay?” You try giving him suggestions. “I’m really sorry!” You pout to express your sorrow.

“You promised, (Y/N),” Jaemin sighs and folds his arms on his chest. 

‘Can’t this man see how tired (Y/N) is?’

“I know…” You whine at him. “Only this time, please?”

Jimin clutches harder onto your coat. He could see that you are contemplating; you feel sorry and guilty for breaking the promise but you are needed by your patient. You could just decide to go and have lunch with Jaemin and come back to Jimin after lunch but—

He had no choice now. 

Jimin suddenly staggers to his feet as he retreats a few steps back, hands gripping on both sides of his head. Whimpers escape his plump lips. He weakly falls on his knees.

“Jimin!” You gasp as you rush to him. Jimin immediately clings onto your body. He wraps his arms around your waist as he lets his head rest on the crook of your neck, slyly inhaling her scent.

“My head hurts, (Y/N)…” He groans in pain. Obviously faking it.

He sends an intimidating glare to Jaemin. The guy somehow manages to pick up the signal that he’s not welcome in Jimin’s zone.

“My patient needs me, Ja—” You turn to Jaemin but only to see no one at the door frame.

Shrugging it off, you caress Jimin’s head. “Come, let’s get you to bed, Jimin.” You guide Jimin to his bed when suddenly he starts to whisper something in your ear. He is singing something— a song.

“What song are you singing, Jimin?” You ask while still guiding him to his bed.

Jimin doesn’t answer you as he continues singing the song ever so softly. Your mind starts to feel hazy for no reason and your senses are clouded. It feels like someone else is now controlling both your mind and body. Your body loses all strength and clings onto Jimin out of reflex. 

“J-Jimin, why do I feel…” You breathe heavily as you cling on Jimin like he is your last lifeline.

You feel your body heating up as Jimin makes your body burn with pleasure from only his touch.

“Sleep, my darling..” He muses into your ears.

Even though every movement is against your will but your body and mind have been begging for a break and you know better than to go against it so you succumb to the tiredness, you believe you’re succumbing to the tiredness instead of whatever weird feelings you just felt. You fall asleep in Jimin’s arms immediately all while Jimin is still singing his siren song. 

Your eyes flutter open. The sun hits directly on your face making you groan. You dodge the sunlight as you snuggle into your pillow. You have work in a few but you just can’t help to get some more sleep. 

You feel a vibration coming from under your pillow and a giggle follows soon after. 

Pillow? Does a pillow can giggle…?

You immediately get up but to no avail, you are trapped in a pair of strong arms. 

“Stop,” A voice mumbles groggily

You bring your hands to your face as you rub your eyes and blink several times before you get a clear vision of who’s caging you at the moment. You could make out the fluffy dark locks, plump lips and a cute nose.

It’s all too familiar…

Your eyes widen as your brain finally recognises the owner of the body that’s wrapping securely around you. Out of reflex, you immediately push away, creating enough momentum for you to get away and end up falling from the bed. 

“Ahh…” You groan, half regretting and blaming your reflex. 

“Are you okay?” You hear the oh-so-familiar voice. You look at the owner of the voice. Jimin is already looking at you with concern and worry clear on his face. 

“I’m fine,” You simper. “Thank you…”

“How did I fall asleep here?” You start as you stand on your two feet. “And most of all… with you?”

You unconsciously emphasise your last sentence out of pure curiosity. How could you fall asleep in a patient’s room? You know you are done for if the higher-ups get to know about this. 

Your words sting Jimin. He feels like poison just invades his system. Your words are venomous. 

“Do you hate it…? Sleeping with me,” He asks quietly, his voice is thick with sadness and disappointment. 

You brush dust or any dirt off your long coat before you walk to Jimin and pull his hands into yours. His hands are soft and cold. 

“No, I didn’t hate it. I’m just asking how I ended up in your room and bed. I can’t remember what happened,” You explain carefully, your thumbs rubbing his hands in a circular motion. 

You’ve seen the hurt expression Jimin had just now. Maybe your words come out a bit harsher than intended. You get the urge to pull him into a hug but you decide against it so instead, you hold his hands. 

“You looked very tired yesterday. So, I used my ability to make you fall asleep…” He clarifies. “You always help me with my insomnia so I just want to repay your kindness.”

Lies. 

He uses his ability only to make you come to his arms because he’s jealous. You falling asleep is just an excuse but it’s worth it for you too. Your body needs a rest so he has been so kind to provide it for you.

But you need not to know about it. It’s a secret he’ll keep until he dies. 

“Ability?” Your voice is thick with confusion as you ask.

“I possess the ability of a Siren.” He tells you. “But I am no Siren, to ease your worry.”

Jimin tells you of his ability such as having the power to lure anyone with just a roll of his tongue and the words that will come out are laced with enchantment. His touch can make anyone feel pleasure though only sometimes. He also says that he can read minds but he hasn't mastered the ability yet. 

It didn’t shock you that much. You are aware of the universe you’re currently in. Supernatural is a normal thing now. You’ve met with a vampire before though the first impressions weren't very nice. 

“Why didn’t your parents tell me before?” You ask, you try to hide your frustration. His parents shouldn’t leave any detail about their son and this isn’t just any detail. This is an important detail. 

Upon hearing about his parents, his gaze darken and he immediately let go of your hands. Of course you notice the change of demeanour when you had mentioned his parents. You mentally note that he doesn’t like talking about his parents. 

“I’m sorry,” You breathe out an apology. “I shouldn’t have mentioned your parents.” You pull him into a hug. This time you didn’t think twice. Parents can be a sensitive issue.

Jimin returns your hug. “No. It’s okay.” He whispers. “Do you want to know about my parents?”

“If you’re comfortable and fine with it, yes.”

Jimin takes a deep breath before he speaks. “My father got remarried. The woman you saw that day? She's not my mother. My mother died a few years ago when I was 6 turning 7. Mom died because of some illness. A few years after Mom’s death, Dad got remarried. His wife ever liked me in the first place. I have had depression and insomnia since Mom died,” He buries his head in the crook on your neck, inhaling your scent which somehow calms him. 

“Dad never makes time for me after Mom’s death. He’s too busy dealing with his work.” His voice is hard with hate for his father. 

“My insomnia gets worse as every night I had to deal with their sinful sounds invading my ears, my peace and my calmness. I already have a hard time sleeping without my mother’s warmth but they just made it harder,” You could hear his sniffles. You bring your hands to caress his back and tighten your hug to keep him from slipping away. 

Hugs are the best medicine. 

All those sleepless nights must’ve stressed the shit out of him. The fact that his parents pushed him away instead of helping him and most importantly, his father was the one that made the decision—Of course, with the devilish whispers of the little bitch devil, his wife—It pushes him into a deeper pit of depression. 

He had no hope— He had lost hope on them. He knew he couldn’t rely on anyone else anymore after that. He wanted to beg and cry at his father but he thought it was a useless act. He’s a nuisance for them. 

Jimin doesn’t realise beads of tear start to escape from his eyes. All he knows is that the hug made him feel alive. 

“Promise me that you will not use your ability on me ever again, Jimin,” You whisper softly into his ear. “I will come to you whenever you need me.”

“Do you promise not to leave? Never ever leave me?”

“Yes, I promise.”

Present.

The moment your eyes blink open, you rush out of Jimin’s room without him noticing—Maybe he did notice but you couldn’t care less. You know yesterday’s issue gets into the ears of the higher-ups as you wake up to a message from Jaemin saying you are called for a disciplinary meeting. 

You know your career is in jeopardy. 

Quickly striding to your locker to fix your attire, hopefully no one is aware that you had spent the night in Jimin’s room. You really hope no one did. As you step in front of your locker, you open it and see a full set of new and unused clothes. You had stored some clothes in your locker back then just in case you would need them and you truly didn’t expect you need them for this reason. 

You change your clothes, fix your hair and put on some makeup to cover up some flaws. You slip into your doctor coat and close the locker. 

You make your way towards the higher-ups building. As the elevator arrives at your destination, you stride towards the disciplinary meeting room. It’s funny how you are always here to evaluate doctors that are being called for disciplinary action to be taken but now you are in their position. 

“I’d never expect to meet you here as the one that needed disciplinary action, (Y/N),” A voice comes from your back. “You were an excellent doctor but I guess everybody makes mistakes, right?”

Her words aren’t meant to sass you. 

“Mrs Min,” You greet her with a smile. 

Mrs Min was your mentor back then when you were in your residency. It was years ago and now she’s a clinical manager while you are a director of your department. 

“I’ll try to talk to them so your punishment will be lighter,” She pats my shoulder. 

“No, please don’t, Mrs Min. I’m willing to take any punishment,” You tell her. You are never a person to avoid punishments— Not like you ever get one before but still. 

Both of you stride towards the disciplinary hall. You see four chairs are placed behind a long glass table which you assume are the seats for Mrs Min, Dr Gyu, and Jay. You don’t know the last chair is for who. 

Your seat is in front of them. 

Mrs Min settles in her place as Dr Gyu and Jay stride into the room. Trailing a few metres behind them is someone you didn’t expect. 

Mr Park. 

Why is he joining the disciplinary process?

Patient’s father? Yeah, that. 

The disciplinary action meeting starts as they bombard you with questions such as why this why that. You remain calm throughout the session. You know it’s your fault so you didn’t try to prove yourself— Not like you have anything to prove. 

“Alright,” Mr Park starts. “We conclude that Dr. (Y/N) will be suspended for a week, seven days starting from tomorrow. Although you are suspended, coming to the hospital is allowed. You are restricted from doing any of your duties is all.”

While the disciplinary session is going on, you finally remember and pinpoint why Mr Park is here. He’s not here just because he’s the patient’s father, he’s the next CEO in line. You’ve heard that he has gotten a big share of this hospital and is soon to be expected as the CEO. 

“Any objections, (Y/N)?” Jay asks. You reply with a no and they nod in acknowledgement. 

“Okay, that concludes everything,” Mr Park declares. “Dr. (Y/N), I hope this matter won’t happen again in the future.”

After that, they all leave the room. Mrs Min comes to you and gives you a hug before leaving. You return the hug with equal tenderness. 

“Thank you, Mrs Min.”

“No problem, Hon. Just don’t let this happen again, hmm?” She pats your back. “I want your record to be clean.”

You chuckle. She breaks the hug and leaves the room. 

“(Y/N)?” A manly voice calls you. 

“Beomgyu?”

“You are more than welcome to visit us during your suspension period, I hope you know that?” He tells you.

“Of course I would visit you guys,” You tell him with a smile.

You walk towards him who’s a few feet away sling your arm on his shoulder in a friendly manner. “I know you’re worried about handling a whole week without me but don’t worry, you’ll be able to handle it. You got Jaemin and Lia.”

“You really read me like an open book, huh,” He shakes his head as he lets out a breathy laugh. 

“Yes, you got me, Gyu,” Jaemin suddenly comes out of nowhere and sling his arm on Beomgyu’s free shoulder. 

“God, make a sound will you?” You and Beomgyu speak at the same time. 

The three of you walk out of the room when suddenly a cough distracts you. You stop on your track causing the other two to follow suit. You turn and find Mr Park standing a few metres away from you and your colleagues. 

“I would like to have a talk with Dr. (Y/N),” Mr Park speaks with a cold voice. 

He sends an intimidating glare on Beomgyu whose arm is on your shoulder. He gets the warning and immediately drops his arm. Jaemin and Beomgyu quickly bow at Mr Park and leave the room. Leaving you alone with Jimin’s father. 

When Mr Park thinks everyone is out of the radar, he starts. “As you can see, Jimin is my only child,” You nod. You know about it since it’s stated in your patient's information file. 

“I need him to take over my legacy.” 

“So, one day he will be back to normal right?” He asks with a hopeful tone. 

“Mr Park,” You pause and walk closer to him until you’re a few feet away from him. “Jimin’s condition isn’t a too serious one. He could’ve gotten better if you decided to give attention to him, bring him to the counselling and not put him in a mental hospital. His depression isn’t severe.”

“You and your wife left him here like he’s never your son.”

You don’t care if you appear rude right now. It angers you in some way as the memory where he and his wife left his son faster than they arrived filters back. After months of taking care of Jimin, you are sympathetic to your patient. That’s why Jimin becomes your primary patient. 

“It was never my decision to put him here—”

“Then, who?” You cut him off. “You’re the father. His father.”

“Or you probably think it’s okay to put him here because he’s not normal? Because he has the ability of Siren?”

The room fell into a deep silence.

“So, you knew it already.” He sighs.

“Sadly, yes,” You tell him. “He even used his abilities on me.”

“What did he do?”

“He sang this certain song, used his enchanted voice on me… stuff like that.”

Mr Park’s eyes widened but you didn’t catch that. Jimin got the ability because of his father. It runs along with the Park generation. Every first son of each generation will be gifted with that ability. Siren Song is only used to lure someone you truly desire. If it was a normal occurrence, they would use their enchanted voice. 

Simply speaking, Siren Song is like a meaningful gift to give to a person. The fact that Jimin uses his Siren Song on you could only mean one thing…

He’ll talk to Jimin about this later. 

If it’s really what thought of then he will do anything for his son’s happiness to make up for his mistake— abandoning Jimin. Now that Jimin has found his love, as a father he will protect his son’s happiness. He doesn’t want Jimin to lose another happiness after his mother and love from a father. 

It’s lunchtime now.

Jimin hadn't seen you since last night. So when he hears a soft knocking on his door, he gets excited. He couldn’t stand another hour without you. You left him too quick to his liking this morning. Since it’s lunchtime, he has the chance to see you again or he would go berserk.

He woke up to see his side of the bed was empty. His arms holding and grasping over nothing but air. It was a blissful night for him, to finally be able to sleep but to wake up without his darling irritates the shit out of him. 

He wants to keep you by his side.

Forever. 

“Come in,” He tells you who’s behind the door. 

Much to his dismay, it isn’t you. His face darkened. It is his father. 

“Jimin,” His father calls him out but doesn’t like it. He doesn’t want to hear the person who he had considered as a father, only to abandon him in this place calling his name. He scoots further away from the older man. 

It is finally the time for him to meet up with his son. As much as he pushes away his son because of his new wife— the one that Jimin has never acknowledged as his mother— He still needs Jimin to take over and run his legacy. 

Marrying another woman is just a strategy to get a big share of this hospital. Now that he has been announced as the next CEO, he files a divorce with Mrs Park. That woman was caught cheating so he uses that as his advantage. MrMrs Park knows she’s cheating behind his back. He only keeps her around for the sake of getting what he wants. 

“I already divorced that woman.” He says coolly. “Let’s have a father-son talk?”

“I don’t want to.”

A sigh escapes the father’s lips. Pure coincidence, you walk into Jimin’s room. You knock a few times before coming in but Jimin didn’t reply so you make your way in and only to be greeted by another person, Jimin’s father. 

“Mr Park? What are you doing here?” You ask, confused and surprised by his sudden visit. He didn’t even contact you beforehand. 

You put down the tray of foods and medications you are carrying on top of the small kitchen counter. You see that Jimin is being hostile towards his father. You look at the older one, as you rephrase your question again.

“Why are you here, Mr Park?”

“I need to talk to Jimin.”

“And I don’t want to and I have nothing to talk to you about,” Jimin didn’t miss a beat. He detests his father that much. 

You sigh. You have no time for father and son drama. “Why don’t you listen to him first, hmm?” You direct it to him as you unwrap the cling wraps that are covering the food. 

“I don’t want to,” He pouts as he walks towards you to hold you again. The desire to touch you all over again is too strong. 

“Talk to him, Jimin. After all, he’s still your father…” You tell him as you cup his face to make him look at you. “After you’re done talking with him, I will give you your lunch and prescriptions.”

Jimin contemplates before he nods. “Fine.”

Mr Park, on the other hand, is impressed by how easily you had handled his son. But it looks like you have way more control than Jimin. It shouldn’t be that way.

“I will leave you both to talk,” You excuse yourself. 

You could hear the disapproving noise coming from Jimin but you ignore it. “Behave, Jimin,” 

“Don’t be too long. Jimin needs to take his medicines before 1 PM,” You tell him with a smile and disappear behind the door.

As soon as the door shuts, Jimin turns to his father, gesturing to him to sit down. Once he’s seated, Jimin starts. “Speak.” 

Heaving a sigh, Mr Park clasps his hands together and looks at his son’s dark orbs. “I need you to take over this hospital,” 

“I was planning on giving my share of this hospital to you. You will manage this hospital and I will manage the one back in Busan.”

“What?”

“Take over my legacy and be happy with (Y/N).”

“H-How did you—”

“I approve of your liking towards her and I will do anything to give you back your happiness to make up for all those years you’ve suffered in the darkness,” Mr Park’s tone of voice is apologetic. Truly showing his son that he wants to do his best to make him happy again. 

Jimin is shocked by the sudden change. He couldn’t utter a string of words after what his father had told him. 

From the other side of the door, you peek through the door but you couldn’t hear what their conversation was all about but you could see that Jimin is crying and hugging his father. 

Well, the game is coming to its end it seems. Jimin is going to be discharged soon to take over this hospital.

One thing was yet to settle—

The deal Mr Yang had offered to you. 

Jimin is going to leave soon. Why do you feel a tinge of sadness in your heart at the thought of him leaving you and leading a brand new life with his father? Are you attached to him? Is that it?

This isn’t good. 

“Who’s gonna go inside Jimin’s room?” Yuri asks. 

Your suspension starts today and that leaves all your duties for them to handle. 

“For sure, I won’t be going inside there again,” Lia says. 

Silence fills their usual hangout spot for the nurses and doctors which is the information counter, only the sound of Yuri clicking the keyboard’s keys, Beomgyu’s scribbling on his paper is the only audible sound. 

“You guys are so lost without (Y/N),” Jaemin suddenly appears from another hallway with a clipboard and a pen wrapped around his finger. “Is this a sad party?”

“Shut up, Jaemin. We know you are lost without (Y/N) too,” Gyu says. “Don’t think we don’t know about your little crush on her.”

Jaemin’s face reddens, making them laugh at him. The male doctor had a little crush on you but he doesn’t want to admit it. It’s obvious but you’re too blind to see the sign.

“Guys, I was asking?” Yuri groans. “Who’s going to take over Dr. (Y/N)’s patient, Jimin, during her suspension period?”

“Oops, I’m out of this,” Jaemin smirks. 

“Sure you are, Jaemin. Leave then,” Aerin scolds him as she narrows her eyes on him but then she continues preparing patient’s prescriptions on the medical trolley. 

“Morning, guys.”

They turn to the sound of your voice and Lia immediately jumps from her spot and pulls you into a hug.

“(Y/N)!” She squeals. Letting out a small laugh, you hug her with equal excitement. You turn to your confused colleagues. 

They know the fact that you could come for a visit even during your suspension period but they did not expect her to come so early in the morning. They wait for you to speak. 

“Oh,” You chuckle. “I’m here to discuss some matter with Director Kim, that’s all,” You see the disappointment that washes over their faces after you had said that.

“Might as well hang out for a bit with you guys, I guess?”

“Yey!” Yuri squealed. 

“But let me talk with Director Yang first, okay?” You turn on your heels but stop as you remember, “Oh, Jaemin and Beomgyu, please follow me too. I think you guys are the first that needed to be notified about this matter,” You tell them and walk towards the elevator. 

“I’ll decide later who will take over my patients during my suspension period,” You say that to your other colleagues. 

“Are you sure about this, (Y/N)?” Jaemin asks as soon as the three of you leave Director Yang’s room. 

“Yeah. I’ve been thinking about it before” You tell him calmly but Jaemin isn’t having it. The news of you transferring hit him like a truck. 

“And you didn’t even tell any of us?” He argues. 

“Jaemin, stop it,” Beomgyu says. “Her decision is final and we have to respect it, it’s her choice. Why are you so angry about it anyway? It’s not like she was forced to be transferred to another hospital, she was offered.”

Jaemin heaves a heavy sigh before speaking again, this time a tad bit calmer. “What about Jimin?”

“What about him?” You raise an eyebrow at him. 

“You know how he’s too attached to you. How will he react if gets to know that you’re transferring?”

You shrug, you’re not obligated to give him the answer anyway. You walk out of the building to return to the patients’ building. 

Jimin will be fine with the news. He had other things to worry about such as his future position as the CEO. He’ll get over you even before you realise it. All he needs right now is his father’s support. 

Reaching the information counter, you immediately notice Yuri and you walk towards her. “I will handle Jimin for today. I got permission from the higher-ups since it’s my last day” You tell her as you grab a pen from the counter and fill in the duty form.

“What?” Yuri’s eyes widened at your statement. “What do you mean last day? Aren’t you just being suspended?”

“Well, yes, I am suspended but after the period ends, I will start working at another hospital. In another word, I’m transferring to another hospital.”

After a few sad sessions with your colleagues, you finally preparing to do your duty. You didn’t bother to change your attire; the white translucent blouse covered with a black off-shoulder crop top and paired with a black long skirt— It was decent enough and you’re here only to attend to Jimin, not your other patients. Following closely behind you are Lia and Aerin, they’ve heard the news of your transferring too. 

“Here you go, (Y/N),” Aerin hands you the tray of Jimin’s meals and prescriptions. “Thank you, Aerin,” You take the tray and smile at her softly. 

“Sometimes I really envy you, (Y/N),” Lia suddenly says. Letting out a small chuckle, you turn to Lia. “And why is that?”

Lia shrugs, she folds her arms and rests her face on top of her open palm. “I don’t know. I just envy you in so many ways.”

That earns a giggle from you and Aerin. 

Once you’ve arrived at Jimin’s room, you bid your goodbye to the two women, Lia and Aerin, as they head towards your other patients’ room. You knock on the door and wait for Jimin’s response. Once you’ve heard a faint ‘come in’, you twist the knob to allow the door to open. 

“(Y/N).”

Jimin softly calls for you but a frown creeps on his face as he sees you not in your usual attire—with your doctor coat. “Why aren’t you wearing your coat?” He asks as he pats the space next to him, gesturing to you to sit beside him. 

“I forgot to wear it,” You tell him that as you unwrap the food and bring it to the small coffee table near the couch. You set the tray down and sit next to Jimin.

“Can I hug you, (Y/N)?”

You look at him with a frown, caught off guard by the sudden question. Jimin takes your silence as a negative reaction. “Nevermind, I was just…”

“No, no,” You stop him. “Come here.” 

Spending time with Jimin or just being with him has been a daily routine for you. You didn’t notice this before but you are attached to him now. You love each second you spend with Jimin. 

Pulling you by your forearm, Jimin engulfs you in a hug which makes you melt almost instantly in his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck as you inhale his scent. His sweet cologne. It somehow smells sweet instead of how you would usually describe a man’s cologne— manly scent— but Jimin’s scent is sweet and it makes you… tipsy?

“You smell nice…sweet, Jimin,” You slur. Your body is clinging harder on Jimin. He caresses your back in a circular motion. Your mind becomes hazier and hazier at each second and each scent you inhale.

Why are you getting the same effect when Jimin uses his ability on you? He barely speaks. You try to break the hug but Jimin only tightens his grip around your body. 

“I heard you’re transferring, darling.”

You gasp as you pull your head from his neck. How did he know about it? You don’t have the time to think about it. More importantly, he uses his ability on you again. His touch. 

You grasp on his biceps in attempt to push him away, as much as you love spending your time with Jimin, you made it clear that you detest when he uses his ability on you. 

“Why are you leaving me?” He sounds angry but still, his voice is laced with enchantment, clouding your coherent thoughts.

“Should I sing my Siren Song to you all day to make sure you will stay with me forever?”

You freeze in your spot. If you had to choose, you’d rather not have Jimin taking over the control you had of your body and mind. It’s not much of a difference when Jimin only uses his enchanted voice but his Siren Song is deadly. While the latter, you can still process what’s happening and still fight it whereas his song will make you completely on his mercy. 

“No…” is the only thing you manage to say. 

Jimin only hums, taking in your scent down to his lungs. He loves to see you looking so submissive with his touch. Everything about you attracts every cell in his body. 

“Should I seal the bond?” Jimin muses. He never stops using his enchanted voice. Each of his words coats with more and more enchantment, making it more enticing for you. 

“Bond—?” Your voice comes out as weak and soft. 

“Don’t worry about it (Y/N),” Another manly voice interrupts you. 

“Dad.”

Dad? Mr Park?

Mr Park walks closer to the two of you but keeps his distance because he knows his son doesn’t want anyone near you and that includes himself, his father. 

“He meant the mating bond between the two of you,” He explains— as if your current state of mind allows you to properly think about his words. His words fall on deaf ears. 

“I can choose anyone to be my mate and I picked you,” Jimin whispers into your ears with that oh-so-sweet voice. He then nuzzles his nose against your cheek. “My father heard the news of you transferring to another hospital, so I asked him to cancel whatever deal Mr Yang made you sign.”

“I can’t lose you,” His lips trails from your cheek down to your jawline making you squirm out of the pleasure as you feel his lips on your heated skin. He leaves a trail of soft kisses down to your neck. 

“This is our new beginning, darling,” He pulls his face from your neck as he takes in the way your eyelids are heavy, your cheeks are heated, you sinful lips. Your skin feels warm against him. He enjoys every second of having you in his arms and he is definitely satisfied with the view he’s witnessing right now. 

“We will be happy with each other,” He traces his finger on the side of your face as he removes a few hair strands from your face. 

“I’ve already got you discharged, Jimin. The car is waiting outside. I’ll be waiting there. Seal the bond quickly,” His father says before leaving the room. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this, darling,” He confesses. His thumb is playing with your lower lips. He leans forward and captures your lips into a kiss. His lips are soft on top of yours. He starts to kiss you at a slow pace, not rushing at the slightest. 

He has all the time he needs. 

The moment you feel Jimin’s soft lips on your, you’re a goner. A complete utter goner. The scent that is filling the air is dulling your senses. You couldn’t think of anything but the kiss and that’s exactly what Jimin wants. Your attention is solely on him and the kiss. 

You let out a moan and Jimin takes it as his chance to invade your mouth. His tongue dances with yours as he devours you, claims you hungrily. His hands roam on your back, tracing your spine and he places his hands on your hips. Your hands are locked around his neck. 

What seems like forever, Jimin finally pulls away from you—Much to your dismay— and you are left breathless. The kiss had stolen your breath. Jimin sees the way your chest is rising and falling at a fast pace. He licks his luscious lips when he sees the want in your eyes. Your lips are red and are begging to be sucked and kissed all over again. 

Jimin picks you up and locks your legs around his waist. 

As much as Jimin wants to continue devouring you, he needs to get you out of the hospital while you’re still in this state, at his mercy and so submissive. 

He places a kiss on top of your forehead and your nose before he pushes your head to rest on his shoulder. He walks towards the door. He takes one final look at his room and smirks. He had planned everything for this day. He walks out of his room and just as he expects, it’s empty. 

He told his father to make sure the whole floor department is empty so that he could walk away with you without worrying others might see—Not like he cares but it’s for the better— Also to make sure he doesn’t bump into any of your colleagues, especially Jaemin. 

He will finally say goodbye to this hospital and greet a new chapter of his life with you. 

“You’re mine now, darling.”

Bond has been sealed and there’s no escape now. 

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