ㅤㅤ୨୧ㅤㅤ‿ㅤㅤ˙⠀⠀ㅤ˖⠀ㅤㅤ࿁ㅤㅤ᧓ㅤㅤ₊ㅤㅤ°ㅤı ͜ ͡꒱ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♪ㅤ13 + !! ⊹ mention of s^rg^ry, v^mtng, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwepuhns, blewd, smk ^^ ng, mentions of ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmrdr !!! ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ૮( ´＾` )აㅤㅤread ^ /!\ ring. ring. he rang the bell, waiting outside the door. the door opened for him, revealing his wife's brother. "what are you doing here?" minjun questioned. "taking care of chungae." sejin responded, crossing his arms and slowly leaning against the wall. "he's sleeping." he pointed to the baby's room, at the end of the hallway with his thumb. "can i see him?" minjun's eyes filled with joy, a huge smile curving up at the corner of his lips. "sure, just don't wake him up. chungae must be like you in the term of sleeping, he was pulling all my hair out!" he nagged, but minjun knew, from the bottom of his heart, sejin adored chungae fully. "i always did that to my mom." minjun patted his shoulder as he walked in, taking off his shoes. "where's she?" he referred to his wife. "she had a night shift." he sighed, "both of you are pretty busy, maybe i should just adopt chungae." "in your dreams, sejin." minjun smiled, ruffling his hair. sejin was 10 years younger than him, so minjun treated him like a child most of the time. minjun stepped over to chungae's room, very carefully, opened the door and walked inside. he stared lovingly at the baby curled up in the blanket, rubbing his face every second with those tiny hands. he sat at the corner of his bed, gently stroking his hair. chungae slowly opened his eyes, making minjun back away his hand. "dad..?" called chungae, with his sweet voice. "yes, my baby?" minjun said in a low, hushed tone like the wind outside the window, rustling the trees in the silent road. "will you sing me to sleep?" chungae always asked this from his father, as he loved minjuns voice, he described it as soft like the pillow he puts under his bed to fall into his childish world of dreams. "oh, of course baby!" minjun nodded. he started to sing a lullaby for his precious son, the melody leaving his lips like a breeze of soft wind whispering through chungae's ear. oh how he loved his father singing a lullaby for him. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ୨ㅤㅤ⊹ㅤㅤ୧ [7 : 30 am] minjun was already in the hospital, warming a cup of coffee for jiho in the kitchen, just as he promised to do it for him every morning. "hyung?" a low, deep voice called. minjun turned around to see who it was. he saw insu standing outside the kitchen, fingers fiddling with eachother. he was picking at his nails with the other, slowly cttng through the skin at the corner of the nails, nervously biting his lips. "insu?" minjun frowned, concerned. "what happened?" "hyung.." insu's voice turned fragile, almost brittle. he was about to cry. insu was described as the handsome cute boy of the hospital, almost everyone liked him. he was tall, very gentle, and sensitive. he was almost like the BFG. (BFG = big friendly giant, a book written by roald dahl to describe a giant with a friendly attitude and a girl, sophie.) "insu?" minjun grew even more worried, laying a hand on his shoulder. "take a deep breath, and i'll ask you that again, what happened?" "the srgry... it didn't go well." insu bit his lip harder. "i couldn't do it.." he broke down, like a glass of water, he shattered to pieces, the water rolling from his eyes. "oh insu.." minjun sighed, gently holding his hand and walking him to the desk. he put two hands on his shoulder, motioning him to sit down. minjun sat on the chair in front of him, not letting go of his hand. "in our field of work, such things happen. we can't stop it, but we can try out best. everyone who chooses this path, has to accept this. people come, and people go. we step in this cycle trying to save them, we try our best, but it doesn't always end well.. this doesn't change the fact that you're a great surgeon, with many talents. you're a very good person, but as i knew, that man didn't have that much luck either. considering his age, 71, and his condition. you did your best, insu." hearing those words coming from one of the best known surgeons in that hospital, made insu feel better. "thanks hyung." insu smiled, a dead, bittersweet smile. suddenly, the door was slammed open. eoduun rushed in, hiding behind the fridge. minjun tilted his head in confusion, what was that brat doing here? jiho marched in, scanning the room. "where's eoduun?" jiho whined, frowning. "where the heck is that devil?" insu hesitantly pointed at the fridge, causing a surprised expression paint against jiho's face. "aha! you brat, you think you can hide with me?" jiho quickly grabbed eoduun's hair, pulling him out from his hiding place. "now, tell me how the heck you changed my srgry report?" ㅤㅤㅤㅤ(・ )oㅤㅤtrailer.. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♪ㅤ✧ㅤepisode 2 , out on 32 march ㅤㅤㅤ(>︿<｡)ㅤspecial thanks to our cast, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcha minjun, lee jiho, baek insu ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤkim doyun, song beomseok, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpark dongmin, seo jisu, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤjang chowon
music : love me again - v
