“Do you remember me, Y/N?”

I immediately sat up on my bed, my heart pounding in my chest. With heavy breaths, I said to myself, “What was that?”

I stood up and walked to the window, pulling the curtains aside. I opened the window and went to the balcony, the morning sunshine landing on my skin. I sighed.

“What in the world did I dream about? Who was that boy?” I thought. I closed my eyes, trying to remember the face of the boy, but all I can see is a blurry face of a young boy.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thought and looked up at the sun. I smiled as the sunshine landed on my face. With a few deep breaths, I returned to my room to start my day. I went to the kitchen and made myself some coffee before going to the couch. I opened my laptop to check my emails and revisited some of the lessons back in college that I think will be helpful in my first day as a licensed doctor which is tomorrow.

I smiled at the thought of me as a doctor. Wearing the iconic coat and stethoscope duo that doctors wear. Running tests on people to see if they are healthy. Hearing a baby’s first cry after performing a successful delivery. Seeing people cry because they found out that they are finally well. Those were my dreams as a child, to make people healthy and live longer. And now, I can actually do it.

I stood up from the couch and went back to the kitchen to clean the mug that I used before going to my room to change into my fitness wear. I went to one of the rooms in this house that seemed like a gym, a treadmill, some weights, a pull up frame and bar, a stationary bicycle, a jump rope, and a yoga mat.

Due to my mother’s orders, I started to exercise since I was little to boost my immune system so that running and jogging or any activity won’t tire me too much. She said that it will make my body more used to strenuous activities so that my illness won’t affect my daily life too much.

An hour and a half later, I found myself dripping in sweat. I was tired and exhausted but not to the point that I’d faint. I made my way to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, instantly emptying the whole bottle. I then went up to my room and sat on my desk chair to get some rest.

Seconds later, I heard a car stopping. I looked out of the window and saw five fine guys making their way to Jimin and Jungkook’s house. “They’re probably the friends that Jimin and Jungkook were talking about yesterday.” I thought and looked at the clock.

“Oh, it’s ten o’clock.” I said to myself, resting my head on the soft cushion of the chair.

“They’ll probably arrive here at about 12 pm tomorrow. Come here then.”

“Oh shoot.” I muttered.

I stood up and immediately went to the bathroom, hopping into the shower. I let out a sigh of relief when the warm water hit my skin, immediately wiping out the tension from my muscles from the tiring exercise that I just did. I then started to wash my hair and my body.

After what seemed to be a few minutes turned out to be an hour, I got out of the bathroom feeling clean and satisfied with myself. I then opened my closet to find something to wear. I decided on wearing a black and white striped top and a pair of brown shorts.

I then went to my table and styled my hair into a side braid. I applied a bit of powder to my face and some lip gloss to make my lips shine. After I was satisfied with my look, I grabbed my phone and my keys, and I made my way to Jimin’s. I was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened.

Upon opening the door, I was greeted by a smiling blue-haired guy. “I swear that I’ll kill you guys – oh my god.” He said as he saw me. He was shocked, but it immediately faded away and was replaced with a teasing smirk. He eyed me from top to bottom before saying in a teasing tone, “Oh, Jimin hyung! You didn’t tell me that you had company.”

“Hyung! Leave Y/N alone.” Jungkook said, pushing away the elder before grabbing my hand softly. “Come in” He said to me, sending shivers down my spine.

As I entered the room, a couch filled with laughing guys greeted me. They were too engrossed in the game to notice me. I felt shy so I just stood there, waiting for the guys to notice my presence. Jungkook, who was beside me, noticed that. He cleared his throat, immediately catching the boys’ attention.

“Hi Y/N.” Jimin smiled at me.

I smiled back, “Hi Jimin.”

“See! I told you Jimin hyung has a girlfriend.” The blue-haired boy exclaimed. He looked at Jimin with a teasing look on his face.

A brown-haired guy suddenly stood up. “Is it true, Jimin? Is she your girlfriend?” He asked.

The mint-haired guy suddenly laughed. “Jiminie already has a girlfriend. Jin hyung! When are you gonna have one?” The guy said to the pink-haired guy who was fuming with anger.

“I swear I am going to kill you, Min Yoongi!” He screamed and was about to lunge himself at the mint-haired guy but stopped when Jimin, who was now beside me, cleared his throat.

“Everyone meet Y/N who is NOT my girlfriend.” He said.

I felt nervous and conscious when I felt all their gazes on me. I didn’t want to meet their eyes because I know I’d be fainting before I can process what is happening; therefore, I just looked down. I felt so out of it, giving my full attention to the floor. I didn’t know that Jimin was calling my name until I felt him nudge me.

“Oh hi.” I said as I waved shyly.

“You didn’t hear their names, did you?” Jimin looked at me. I looked at him before shyly shaking my head, indicating a no.

The blue-haired boy spoke, “Hello, Y/N. I’m Kim Taehyung.” He started. “You can call me Tae but I would much prefer it if you call me yours.” He said before winking at me. I felt my cheeks getting hotter.

“Yah, Kim Taehyung! Why did you do that.” The purple-haired boy said. “She’s shy now because of you.”

“What can I do? I’m just too handsome for girls to not like me. Plus, she isn’t Jimin hyung’s girlfriend so…” He said before meeting my gaze and winking at me.

“Seriously, hyung…” Jungkook started. “As the days go by, you are starting to become like Jin hyung.”

“Yahh, stop. Let’s just continue.” The brown-haired guy said and smiled at me.

“I’m Kim Seokjin and I’m worldwide handsome.” The pink-haired guy said, earning disturbed glances and annoyed groans from the other guys. “It’s not my fault that I was born this handsome!” He said defensively.

“Min Yoongi. Handsome. That’s all you need to know about me.” The mint-haired guy said while nodding.

“When Yoongi does it you’re all okay?! These people really.” Jin exclaimed before sighing. “I hate you all.” He muttered and the others laughed.

“Hello Y/N! I’m Jung Hoseok. The hope of this group.” The brown-haired boy said. In my eyes, he looked like an angel. He seems to be the most okay in this group – apart from Jimin and Jungkook that is.

“I am Kim Namjoon. The only guy in this group that is stable.” The purple-haired boy said, earning laughter from the other boys.

“Stable? Namjoon don’t make me laugh.” Seokjin said, hitting the armrest as he laughed hysterically.

“Sure, Namjoon. A stable person always manages to destroy things.” Yoongi said nonchalantly.

Namjoon placed his fist down on the table hardly. “I do not destroy things.” He shouted. Due, to strength that he exerted a while ago, a cup that was on the table fell and shattered.

“Sure you don’t, Namjoon hyung.” Jungkook said, shaking his head as he got up to get a broom to clean the mess that Namjoon made. Taehyung following him soon after.

Suddenly, I heard a groan. “Did any of you get hurt?” I asked them, going to them to check on them.

I checked each and every one of the guys but not one of them seems to be hurt. Jungkook went back to the living room with a broom in his hand, Taehyung following him. I saw Taehyung clutching his now wet hand. “Is that… blood?” I thought.

“Taehyung, are you alright?” I said, noticing the red streak that started to flow down his hand.

“I’m fine. Just a little scratch.” He said, trying to hide his injured hand behind his back. However, a drop of blood landed on the floor right in front of Jungkook.

“B-Blood.” Jungkook muttered. I went immediately to Taehyung and grabbed his injured arm, causing him to yelp in pain. All of the boys looked at us, freezing at the sight of Taehyung’s bleeding hand.

“See… you’re not okay.” I told him as I guided him to the sink and washed his hand with soap and water. “Do you guys have a first aid kit here?” I exclaimed and managed to catch Jimin’s attention who ran to the bathroom to grab what I assume to be the kit.

Jimin came back in a flash and gave me the kit which I opened and grabbed the tweezers and cleaning it with rubbing alcohol before saying, “Can someone get me a plate or something to place the glass shards on?”

“On it.” Hoseok said before going to the kitchen and coming back a few seconds after.

“You can scream if it hurts.” I told Taehyung.

“I can handle i-Ahh!” Taehyung was about to retort when I pulled a shard using the tweezers, making him scream in pain. Despite his comments, I continued to get every single shard of glass that was on his skin.

“How did you even hurt yourself, Taehyung-ah?” Yoongi said.

“I tried to catch the glass that Namjoon-hyung dropped but I missed it. So when the glass fell, some of the shards got on my hand.” Taehyung said.

“I’m sorry.” Namjoon looked down, feeling guilty.

“It’s alright, hyung. We all make mistakes.” Taehyung said reassuringly as I was pulling a shard that was went in pretty deep into his hand. “But this mistake just hurts too much!”

“It looks like Y/N has experience.” Jin suddenly commented, making me smile.

Proudly, I said “Well that’s because I’m a doctor. I’m going to start working at Dong-eui Medical Center.” I started to wrap Taehyung’s hand in a bandage to prevent it from further infection. “There! All good.” I said, smiling at Taehyung.

Taehyung’s POV

“Sure, Namjoon. A stable person always manages to destroy things.” Yoongi hyung said nonchalantly.

Namjoon placed his fist down on the table hardly. “I do not destroy things.” He shouted. I saw that the cup was about to fall from the table to I tried to catch it, but I failed miserably. The glass shattered on the floor, some of shards landing on my hand, making me whimper in pain.

“Sure you don’t, Namjoon hyung.” Jungkook said, shaking his head as he got up to get a broom to clean the mess.

I stood up to follow Jungkook, hiding my hand in my shirt. I went to the bathroom to wash off some of the shards and blood of my hand, but the shards didn’t even budge. It caused me so much pain that I can’t help but to groan. I decided to just turn the faucet off and go back to them. there, I saw Y/N checking on the other members for any injuries.

“The injured one is here.” I muttered to myself. I was shocked when Y/N suddenly turned to me, stared at me before looking at my hand.

“Taehyung are you alright?” She asked me, her eyes on my bleeding hand.

“I’m fine. Just a little scratch.” I said, as I tried to hide my injured hand behind me. However, a drop of blood landed on the floor right in front of Jungkook.

“B-Blood.” Jungkook muttered. Y/N went immediately to me and grabbed my injured arm, I yelped in pain. All of the boys looked at us, freezing at the sight of my bleeding hand.

“See… you’re not okay.” She told me as she guided me to the sink and washed my hand with soap and water. “Do you guys have a first aid kit here?” She exclaimed and managed to catch Jimin’s attention who ran somewhere.

Jimin came back with a kit which Y/N opened, taking the tweezers and cleaning it with rubbing alcohol before saying, “Can someone get me a plate or something to place the glass shards on?”

“On it.” Hoseok said before going to the kitchen and coming back a few seconds after.

“You can scream if it hurts.” She told me.

“Did she just tell me to scream if it hurts? Psh I’m not a baby.” I thought. “I can handle i-Ahh!” I was about to retort when she suddenly pulled a shard using the tweezers.

“No! No! Stoppppp!” I screamed as she was getting the shards out of my hand.

“It hurts so bad!”

“Y/N-ahhhhhh stopppppp”

“I’m fine! You don’t need to pull those out.” I said, but she didn’t falter. No matter what I said, she just continued to take out the shards in my hand. I looked at her calm face, losing myself as I stared.

“How did you even hurt yourself, Taehyung-ah?” Yoongi said, pulling me back to my senses.

“I tried to catch the glass that Namjoon-hyung dropped but I missed it. So when the glass fell, some of the shards got on my hand.” I said.

“I’m sorry.” Namjoon looked down, feeling guilty.

“It’s alright, hyung. We all make mistakes.” I said. “But this mistake just hurts too much!” I screamed as Y/N was pulling a shard that went deep into my hand.

“It looks like Y/N has experience.” Jin suddenly commented, making her smile.

Proudly, she said “Well that’s because I’m a doctor. I’m going to start working at Dong-eui Medical Center.”

“Dong-eui Medical Center? That’s the best hospital in Busan. Well, an angel like her definitely deserves the best.” I thought as she started to wrapped my hand in a bandage.

“There! All good.” She said while smiling at me. And, I swear my heart skipped a beat looking at her beautiful face.

Jimin’s POV

Unconsciously, I started to clench my fist as I stared at Y/N who was treating Taehyung’s wound. Taehyung was staring at her, at Y/N. I don’t know why but I’m suddenly angry at him for getting close with Y/N.

“There! All good.” Y/N said while smiling at Taehyung.

I clenched my fist harder as I tried to suppress my rising anger. I closed my eyes and let out a heavy breath to calm myself. I just made my way to the couch and sat with the others.

“Why am I suddenly angry?” I thought to myself. Just the thought of Y/N smiling at Taehyungs sends a negative emotion down my veins – jealousy.

“Keep yourself together, Jimin.” I muttered and sighed.

“Did you say something, Jimin?” Jin, who was suddenly beside me, asked.

I smiled in an instant and said, “I said I should go get the cookies. They’re probably done.” I said and stood up, making my way to the kitchen.

“Imma go with you.” Jin said, following me.

I was washing my hands when Jin suddenly arrived. “What’s wrong, Jimin?” He asked, making me jump in surprise.

“N-Nothing.” I said, grabbing an oven mit to protect my hand from the heat from the pan.

I opened the oven and took out the tray, revealing the freshly-cooked chocolate chip cookies. I smiled, but it was smaller than the usual.

“You have a problem, Jiminie.” Jin said as he stared at me, taking the tray from me and placing it on the counter. “You’re not being your usual happy self. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, hyung. I’m just not feeling it.” I said and sighed. “Why am I like this? Why can’t I not make my feelings obvious?” I thought to myself.

Jin went to me and patted my back. “If ever there is something wrong, you can always come to me.” He smiled at me.

I smiled before nodding my head to hank him. I went to grab a plate to place the cookies on before taking the cookies, placing them on the plate. I went back to the living room saying, “The cookies are ready!”

“Cookies!” Jungkook screamed in joy.

“Jungkookie and his cookies.” Yoongi shook his head.

“You should be called ‘Kookie’ from now on ya’know?” Seokjin said, earning a groans from the rest of the guys but a loud laughter from Y/N.

Everyone stared at Y/N in disgust as her laughter started to waver. She then looked around the room before saying, “What? It’s funny.”

“At least Y/N gets it.” Seokjin cheered and high-fived Y/N who had a smile across her face.

“Who wants to watch Hwarang?” Jungkook asked the room.

“Me!!!” Everyone cheered.

“I heard that there is this Hansung guy. They say that he is so handsome.” Hoseok said while eating a cookie.

“Nahh… I’m much better looking.” Taehyung said before winking and making the V-pose.

“Nice joke, Taehyungie.” Yoongi said, making the younger pout.

“Shh guys… it’s about to start.” Jungkook said and the video started to play.

Your POV

The rest of the day went by in a flash. We just watched a movie named Hwarang and it was so cool. There was this one part that I cried so much. After that, the boys and I played video games; most of which was won by the Jungkook. After several games, we enjoyed a very scrumptious dinner prepared by Seokjin. After dinner, I decided to say goodbye to the boys to prepare for the big day ahead of me.

“Goodbye, guys.” I said, waving at the guys.

“Bye, Y/N” They said, waving back at me.

“Let me walk you home.” Taehyung told me and I nodded.

We were about to leave when Jimin spoke, “Where are you going?”

“Imma walk her home, hyung.” Taehyung replied.

“Do you even know where she lives?”

“I’m not dumb, hyung. She’s your neighbor.” Taehyung said before grabbing my hand, pulling me out of the house.

I looked at Taehyung’s hand which was connected with mine, making my heart thump. I was thankful that it was already dark because Taehyung would’ve seen how red my face is right now. Stuttering, I said “I-Is your hand alright?”

“I can handle it.” He replied, looking at the night sky.

I looked at his face. The moonlight hitting his beautiful face, making his eyes glimmer. His eyes, oh so beautiful. I don’t even know what’s more beautiful, the stars or the man in front of me. Little did I know, I was staring at him. I came back to my senses when his eyes met mine.

“M-Make sure to c-clean it.” I reminded him.

“Change t-the bandage to prevent it from infection.”

“Then-“ I was about to say something when he connected his lips with mine. I was shocked, so I stayed standing, frozen.

He looked at me, smiling in the kiss before engulfing me into a tight hug and linking our lips once again. I decided to give in and kissed him back. His lips moved against mine. I. WAS. KISSING. KIM. TAEHYUNG. He bit my lower lip, asking for entrance when I pushed him away from me.

I let out an awkward chuckle before saying, “Well… that’s my house. Umm… Bye!” I said, turning around and ran to my house, opening is and closing it shut. I placed my back against the door while panting.

“Oh what did I do?” I said and slid down, messing up my hair in the process.

I decided to stand up and clean up. “A warm shower is all I need.” I thought and hopped in the shower.

The warm water hitting my skin somehow emptied my mind. I let out a deep breath and opened my eyes once again. I stepped out of the shower and put on my pajamas before hopping on my bed. I turned my desk lamp off before dozing off.

“Let’s play Y/N-ah!”