"Hey Jungkook!"

I ignored the owner of the voice coming from behind the door. For the past two weeks, I have been doing just that but it seems like she has no plans of leaving me alone. She brings all sorts of things every day and what makes me more annoyed is her consistent happy mood like she has no real world problems to deal with.

"Can I enter?" She asked in her usual jovial tone.

"By all means, don't come in." I replied in a monotone. As expected, she peeked inside my room before showing me a grin and barging right in. I paid no attention to her as she carried yet another one of her things. Where it came from, I didn't bother asking anymore. It could be from Jumanji for all I care.

"What's up buttercup?" She greets me with the same annoying phrase every single day. I didn't reply, wondering if she would go away if I ignore her more but, of course, it doesn't work on her.

Instead, she craned her neck over my shoulder to see what I am busying myself with. "You're drawing a picture? Of who?"

"Of someone who is none of your damn business." I told her and kept the strokes of my pencil short as I add some finishing touches.

"You are a jerk." She blatantly tells me and, somehow, I find some amusement in that. However, my smile disappeared as quickly as it came when she said, "but I like that so I'm going to keep being friends with you."

"You're a total psycho." I slam shut the covers of my sketch book and shoved it under my pillow. I let my legs dangle at the edge of the bed before I move to get myself on my feet.

"Where you going?" She stopped rummaging through her bag just to ask me.

"To piss." I bitterly replied, "Maybe you're also interested in following people into bathrooms."

She jumped out of the bed and towards me, scaring me for a moment because I thought she took me seriously. I felt a gentle pat on my bum, making my ears red in an instant, "You're a big boy, you can do it by yourself."

"I didn't mean it like that!" I felt stupid when I stuttered, even biting my tongue in the process. Fuck this shit. I turned my back towards her and shut myself inside the bathroom.

When I came back, I found her still in my room and chatting with the nurse. She seemed so normal outside but nobody knows what kind of crazy things she keeps hidden in her head. The thought brought shivers along my arm.

"Oh Jungkook's back." Namjoon said and they both looked at me. Namjoon is my nurse for this week since Nurse Han is off the rest pf the week and will only be back next week.

"So how are you feeling today?" Namjoon asked while he put on the blood pressure cuff around my arm. It's a routine for them to check vital signs every four hours which is an inconvenience sometimes.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Aside from the occasional nausea when I'm doing treatments, nothing new."

"Your friend visits you quite often." He sends me a smile and we both glance at her direction. She's oblivious to it because she was looking outside the window.

"We are not friends." I grimly replied.

"Right.." Namjoon answered with a grin. He document my vital signs in a file and checked the site where my IV line was inserted. "Okay, everything looks A-okay. Let me take you to your physical therapist now."

"Can I come with?" She asked Namjoon with a huge smile and I told Namjoon no by shaking my head while I held eye contact with him.

"I'm scared of her. She's a weirdo." I whispered to Namjoon to which he disregarded.

"She's not. You just think of her like that but she's a really cool girl. And gorgeous." Namjoon replied, nudging my arm before turning back to her. "Yes, Jungkook would love to go with you, Y/N."

Namjoon instructed her where to go with clear directions and she still managed to get us lost. I ended up missing my physical therapy session.

"I'm tired of pushing you." She complained as she stopped to sit on a bench in a small park located inside the hospital grounds where patients can walk around freely and get some fresh air.

"No one asked you to help me." I told her bitterly, crossing my arms over my chest. "And you made me miss my session."

"You're not gonna die if you miss one session." She retorted and she was right. I'm already dying, why not do whatever I want?

"Hey." I turned to look at her as an idea came to mind.  "Do you know how to swim?"

"Yes, why?" She gave me a confused look which soon turned into a mischievous smile.

"You down?" I asked her. It wasn't the brightest idea I've had but I'm sure it's going to be fun. I haven't done anything fun in weeks.

She nodded and stood up, grabbing the handles of my wheelchair and began pushing me, "Lead the way!"

"Fuck! Slow down! Do you want to kill me?" I gripped on to the arm rest and braced myself for anything.

"Don't complain. I'm giving you a free rollercoaster ride." She replied, wearing a scary grin across her face. "Besides it's fun."

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She helped me out of my wheelchair and we sat by the edge of the pool, feet dangling and touching the water. She stared down into the pool's flooring. It was 12 feet deep since we were on the deeper side of the pool. Then she turned to me with one of those weird facial expressions she makes, "Do you think I'll die if I drown here?"

"Of course, you idiot!" I told her and laughed at how she comes up with the stupidest questions. "Once the water fills your lungs, you're as good as dead."

"You're not going to try and save me?" She asked, smiling as if she was teasing me.

"You said you know how to swim so I'd save my energy." I answered and she pouted, "And I'm handicapped. How do you expect me to save you? We'll both drown."

"What if, hypothetically, you weren't handicapped, would you save me if I was drowning?" She modified the question and threw it back to me, eyes staring at me.

"Well.. I guess I would." I said, more like mumbled to myself. It's only humane to save someone from drowning.

She beamed at me, "You're a good friend, Jungkook."

I laughed at her, "We are not friends."

"I'm the only one who visits you here so we are friends." She mused, moving her legs under the water. "And your Dad thinks we're friends."

"That's because he doesn't know how much of a psycho you are." I countered and she stuck her tongue out in response, making me smile. I guess having someone to talk to is better than no one.

She stood up and I watched her as she pulled her shirt over her head, throwing it on the floor followed by her shorts until she was only in her underwear. I have never looked away so fast from a naked girl, "W-What are you doing?"

"I'm going to drown myself." She joked and then a loud splash came. Some of the water hit me, making my clothes wet as well. I heard her laugh as she resurfaced from under the water and continued to splash me with water.

"Hey! I don't have extra clothes!" I protected myself from her, arms over my face, which obviously did nothing to help me stay dry.

She finally stopped and I opened my eyes, finding her floating across the pool, "Come on, Jungkook. The water feels great."

"Have you forgotten that I'm practically disabled?" I told her, rolling my eyes. She swam back to me and took my hand.

"I'll carry you on my back." She said and turned her back to me, expecting me to jump on her back. She turned her head to glance at me, "Come on."

"No." I stubbornly refused. "If I listen to you, we'll both drown and die."

"Orrrr we could have fun," She raised her eyebrows then sent me a smirk, "You scared?"

I don't know how it happened but she somehow convinced me into doing something stupid. My shirt joined her heap of clothes and then I jumped in with her, using my normal leg to make me stay afloat while she helps me too by holding both of my arms. I could still use my other leg but it's not that strong.

"There ya go!" She tried releasing my hands and watched me swim on my own. "This counts as your physical therapy session."

I was unstable, using one leg, but I think I'm doing quite well. With a big smile on my face, I sent a big splash towards her and laughed when it hit her face. "Revenge is sweet."

She looked shocked for a second as she tried to get the water out of her face and then she came at me, jumping on my back. She wrapped her legs around my waist while I struggled to keep my head from going under, "You'll drown us both!"

"That's okay. We'll both go down." She screams on top of my own voice that has been telling her to stop. "Revenge is sweet, huh?"

"Someone help! This woman is drowning me!" I yelled frantically and she loosens her grip on me, laughing.

I coughed up some water and then joined her, laughing like two crazed teenagers until someone passed by the glass door. I pulled her under the water, holding our breaths for more than 20 seconds before gasping up to breath.

I checked again before I turned to her, "Coast is clear."

We spent the whole afternoon in the pool until someone found us and scolded us. We had no choice but to go back and apologize to the staff that worried about my whereabouts. My Dad also scolded me for not telling anyone where I was going. I understood how worried they all were so I sincerely apologized but I did not regret it. I had fun.

That night, I pulled out my sketch book and started drawing lines that reminded me of today. I know one day I'll be gone but these pictures will remain.