#also i went with what we said abt sang not knowing abt jimin being nb

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           lungs compressed from the lack of air, neglecting to take his inhaler along with him. it was ironic, a pulmonologist with asthma. it provided another reason for his colleagues to tease the doctor, harrassment a common recurrence since childhood for him. since then, he hasn't had many close friends to confide in. out of all of his social circle, jimin's one of the few trusted people. he's had a rough day at the hospital wanting some form of reprieve. he's not one to drink or go out at all for that matter — instead calling his friend to request coming over. once the invitation has been granted, he's heading there directly after his shift. bleary eyes greet jimin, exhausted enough to collapse into his arms. he doesn't, instead settling for a light embrace. his head lays on jimin's shoulder, comfortably resting for a minute. after returning back to his senses, he peels himself away from the man's sturdy frame, ❛ sorry, i just had a long day, ❜ sang explains, a drowsy smile sweeping over his lips, ❛ i didn't think i'd be getting here when it's almost dark. it's beautiful though, isn't it ? want to go outside and stargaze ? ❜