Chapter 5: Flaring Courage
Right in the middle of the joyous occasion of yet another successful robbery, the door to the headquarters slammed open, revealing a furious Minho. Everyone froze on their very spots, and Jisung knew that he was going to have to clear out everyone's names from Minho's infamous 'blacklist' -- the patients who needed to be monitored closely, perhaps closer than the people on their deathbeds.
"Han Jisung," Minho grumbled, "I've sent five nurses to search for you. Where were you for the past hour?"
"Let's be honest: those five nurses agreed to search for him because they find Han handsome," Seungmin spoke, disrupting Minho's flow of scolding.
"Don't even get me started on you guys!" Nurse Minho berated, "And why is the floor dirt- Oh, I can bet that those came from Hyunjin's sneakers!"
Hyunjin averted his eyes, lightly whistling a random tune from a toothpaste ad, and Changbin, who was holding the bottle of alcohol in his hands, instantaneously hid it behind his back, as if nobody would ever catch that. Seungmin sat on the cigarettes carelessly thrown in his wheelchair.
"I'm sorry, Minho," Jisung sighed, "We all just went out to get some fresh air."
"We have the windows for that! And the rooftop which you all have claimed as yours! I don't even know whether there's a spare key for it, since you all have hid the keys with you!" Minho scolded everyone, reasoning absolutely correctly.
Felix smiled nervously, and Chan placed a hand on Minho's shoulder (the nurse allowed it since the two were of the same age), and he spoke, "Relax, Minho. It's not like we're doing something illegal-"
"Seo Changbin is literally hiding a bottle of wine behind his back," Minho deadpanned, and Chan turned to Changbin, muttering a curse. Changbin grinned like a fool, "Hehe, you want some?"
"And why is Jeongin here?" Minho stood agape, "You're supposed to be in your bed, kid! This is Seungmin's!"
"Exactly!" Jeongin spoke, laying in Seunmgin's bed while the owner of the bed sat on his wheelchair, "It was a tough job to get in here. Seungmin never allows anyone to get in these covers."
Jisung sighed, and before Minho grew completely agitated, he spoke, "I'll work the extra hours tonight as compensation. Is that good with you?"
Minho huffed, "Aight. But you better not goof around with these lot. It's already about to be 10 PM, so I better go off for the extra paperwork," he turned to go, and then halted, turning to face Jisung again, "And I need you to handle another patient. She just arrived while you all were goofing around, so check the texts I sent you."
Jisung nodded robotically, and Felix frowned, instantly back hugging him and crying out, "But Hannie is ours! We won't share him!"
Seungmin side-eyed him, even though he agreed the most.
Minho eyed Felix, and then let out the heaviest sigh, "Let him work, kids."
"You are just two years older than us!" Felix called after him as he walked off.
Seungmin joined, "Yeah, oldie!"
"What?" Chan gasped, "I'm the same age as him!"
"I'm not taking back what I said."
Jisung chuckled, and then stretched his sore back, announcing, "I'll just go check up on the new patient. Jeongin, it'd be better if you go back to your room with the needed equipment."
Jeongin sulkily nodded.
"I'll take him," Chan said, and Jeongin slung his arm around his neck to be able to get off the bed. Jisung nodded in affirmation, and waving goodbye to the rest, he walked out of Seungmin's room, reading the texts that Minho had sent him. He read out the details of the patient in his head, "Choi Su-na, admitted today, 18 years old, not to be left alone..."
He realized that Su-na and him were the same age. As he pondered over it, locking the phone, he approached the now-deserted nurses' corner, and saw a girl in a hospital gown leaning over the table and eyeing the material on the desks around.
He raised a brow; who was she and what was she doing?
Her long, brown tresses were left as they were, messily hung over her shoulders, as she rummaged through the stationery on the desks. Her eyes were focused on the task -- pretty, pretty brown eyes with hazel undertones; it looked as if her eyes were differently colored than anyone Jisung had ever seen. Her rosy lips were in a small pout, almost as if she was failing her deed of doing whatever in Christ's name she was doing.
"Excuse me, miss?" Jisung called out for her, and she halted, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. She looked up at him, and instantly hid her arms behind her back, and the 'caught off-guard' look instantly fled from her face, replaced with a brave nonchalance.
But Jisung was already smitten by the flaring courage in her melting hazels. He paused on his spot, a dumbfounded look on his features, and he gulped when he saw her produce a small smirk.
"W-What do you think you were doing, miss?"
"Stealing," she spoke as if it was the most acceptable thing in the world.
"From the nurses' desk?" Jisung questioned, slightly amused by her bravery. Truth to be told, even he was stealing with the boys an hour ago, so he couldn't be a hypocrite and ask her not to do that.
"It's not like I'm stealing your records, chill," she said, a little groan following her words.
"Then what?"
She averted her eyes, and then brought her arms to the front, revealing a pencil and a sharpener in her hands. Jisung almost scoffed; so this is what she managed to steal?
"I have to draw, and I forgot my supplies at home," she sighed, and a moment later, her eyes flared with mischief again, "Mind if I steal these? My dad's already paying a heavy fee, I bet a pencil would be covered in that amount."
Jisung chuckled, unable to help himself, "That's new."
The girl giggled, "So I'm taking these."
"Alright. I haven't seen you around here, though. Are you new?"
"Yeah, I got here an hour ago," she replied, and Jisung froze; was this the new patient? Who was not meant to be left alone?
She grinned, "Choi Su-na, nice to meet you."
(a/n: the way I am alternating between writing four stories simultaneously. i need to sleep.
how was thissss? :D
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