thirty-two | concealed truth

                                    

                                          
Taehyung's POV
                          
I was forcibly woken up by a painful headache. 
                          
I look around and found Jungkook resting in one of the sofas playing a game on his phone. 
                          
"Jungkook?" I say weakly. 
                          
He quickly drops his phone and ran towards my side. "thank goodness you finally woke up! I didn't know what excuse to tell your dad if you stayed dead like that."
                          
Quickly the memories from the accident flooded in my mind. 
                          
I was on my way to meet one of our clients when all of a sudden, a car ran a red light, crashing into mine. 
                          
"Does he know?" I ask. 
                          
"Your father? I think your assistant figured you wouldn't want him knowing so he called me first and just told your father that you were having another tantrums of not wanting to meet your clients." He replied quickly.
                          
'Good' I thought. I bet he must be furious right now, knowing I just ruined an important client deal. 
                          
For the past four years I've been nothing but a slave to that old man. I did everything he had asked me, and I never complained so that I can keep her safe. 
                          
That evil man never cared about anything but his business. One he forces upon me to continue. 
                          
Jungkook looked at me, something seems to be bothering him. 
                          
"Did you have something to say?" I ask. 
                          
Jungkook hesitate at first, "nothing I'm just glad you're doing okay. Oh, and I heard that Lee Jong Suk is your doctor"
                          
"Lee Jong Suk, SNU, Lee Jong Suk??" 
                          
"Yup!" Jungkook confirms. 
                          
"Wow daebak it's been awhile since we last spoke, maybe I should pay him a visit later." I said excitingly. 
                          
Lee Jong Suk was a mutual friend of Jungkook and I back at SNU. He was a sunbae but after several occasions of bumping into him, we just naturally got close. 
                          
Jungkook immediately stood up, startling me. "NO!" He yells. 
                          
He seemed to have noticed the loud volume of his voice and quickly sat back down again trying to calm himself. 
                          
"I just meant that you shouldn't walk around the hospital. I mean just not today... You need to rest as much as possible." He explains. 
                          
I look at him still skeptical of his actions, but just shrugged it off. "Arraseo (I got it), don't worry about me and go home. Like you said, I need rest." 
                          
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It's been a few hours since Jungkook left and being all alone in this huge empty room is making me real bored. 
                          
I'm not used to doing nothing. Ever since I became the CEO of our company, I've never had a day off. I was always busy meeting with clients and opening up new branches of our restaurants. I needed to get out of this room and do something other than just lying down.  
                          
Just then, I remembered that Jong Suk must still be at the hospital. 
                          
My stubbornness got the best of me, I mean my injury are mostly scratches and bruises. The surgery I took was twenty-four hours ago, that's enough resting. 
                          
I carefully got off my bed, limping at each step, supporting myself with the IV stand. 
                          
"Excuse me miss, do you happen to know where Dr. Lee Jong Suk's office might be?" I ask a nurse with really bright large eyes.