*Yoongi's pov*
I look at her reflection in the car window as we travel in silence to the hospital. She is absolutely gorgeous. She truly looks like she belongs in heaven.
Glorious baby blonde curly hair sits atop the most angelic face. Lilac blue eyes, porcelain skin with the tiniest sprinkling of freckles across her nose and the pinkest lips I have ever seen! The curve of her neck.... oh god... the curve of her neck! I've discovered it fits perfectly in my hand today. I knew it would!
I can't form any more coherent thoughts now I've thought about that neck, and I certainly can't move down her body..... I'm already finding the constant gear changes pretty uncomfortable due to the swelling that's going on in my suit trousers! Let's not make things worse!
We have about 5 more minutes until we reach the hospital. I need to think about something else. This beacon of arousal in my boxers needs to die down before we arrive! At the moment my trousers might as well light up and ring out a tune. It couldn't make my growing excitement any more obvious!
I clear my throat and say her name. She turns to look at me and I feel myself stiffen! Fuck!!
How does she do that? I'm actually starting to feel pain, and I don't do pain well. It tends to make me grumpy.
"We really need to talk when we get home" I say, hoping she can't detect the quiver in my voice.
"Yes, we do" she says quietly, rubbing her right wrist.
I take this opportunity to distract myself from my traitorous body's reactions to my indecent thoughts.
"Are you in pain" I ask her, and she shakes her head and says she isn't, that it just aches, that she's sure that a supportive elastic sports bandage and some painkillers will do her just fine, but I insist she is seen by a Dr. Just an X-ray to check there are no fractures and I'll be happy. She is not happy.
"It's really not necessary Yoongi" she says, but I am not listening. I need her to see the Dr.
Five minutes later I pull into the small car park at the private hospital I use whenever I am at home. I open my door and get out of the car, making my way round to the passenger side of the car to let Mackenzie out, but she is already out and standing beside the car, closing the door with a satisfying thump. That's something that'll take some getting used to. She is an independent woman! So unlike every K-pop princess and actress I have ever dated!
"This way" I tell her, reaching out for her left hand and pulling her onto the marked walkway. I don't want her getting run over do I!
The door is opened for us remotely, and we approach the reception.
I tell the receptionist that my friend fell and needs an X-ray and a consultation with a Dr.
She nods and picks up the intercom and pages the Dr, then gestures toward some couches and tell us to please sit.
Just as my cheeks touch the chair a middle aged, silver fox comes into view, approaching Mackenzie and I.
"Hello Mr Min" he says as he extends his hand for me to shake. "I'm Dr Kim, and can I just take this opportunity to thank you for the amazing donation to our hospital. It will make such a difference to those in need of treatment who cannot afford it.
Dr Kim extends his hand to Mackenzie and starts to ask questions about why she feels the need for a hospital visit, whether she has any medical conditions or allergies, and starts to explain how payment works. She blinks, and bites the edge of her lower lip, shrugging her shoulders at him and half smiling.
Shit! English!
"My apologies Dr. My friend is from England and knows very few Korean words. Please direct your questions to me and I will act as translator! He hands me a form to fill in with her details and I sit and ask her to answer the questions, filling in all the boxes printed there.
We are beckoned to follow the Dr until we reach the X-ray suite. I tell the Dr that she fell onto her wrist earlier, how it has been painful, but we have noticed no swelling yet, and she is not reporting any pain. I explain we are here as a precaution only.
He nods and hands her a gown. I smirk and Mackenzie rolls her eyes. She has only just taken one of these off... albeit a far smaller one than this. She shakes her head and I nod at her. She asks if she can keep her underwear on. I ask the Dr and he says as long as the bra has no underwire it will be ok to leave the underwear on.
She goes off to change, mumbling something about this all being too much fuss.
I turn to the Dr.
"Please X-ray her chest also. She will not tell you as she is proud, but I'm sure she knocked her ribs too when she fell, and is feeling some pain"
He nods that he will, and I turn to leave the room, just as she re-enters.
This gown is certainly longer than the last one (let's be fair though, it's all I had available at the time I was trying to get her out of her vomit covered clothes last week .... it was in the disused linen cupboard in my building. It used to be a kids hospital, but no more. It is the same plain white, cotton fabric as the last. It is VERY obvious she chose the white lace bodysuit as her underwear.
White AND lace. 2 of my favourite things. I enjoyed choosing that!
I look away and clear my throat, worried about the re-appearance of my trouser tent.
"I have to wait outside because of the radiation, but it takes 10 seconds to have an X-ray. You'll be fine, and I'll be outside when your done. Get dressed than we will go and have our consultation with the Dr"
She nods ok, and I turn and leave, heading to the nearest restroom. I need to relieve myself of this growing pressure in my groin. My balls are so tight and tense they hurt, my hard on growing more sensitive with every step I take.
I enter the bathroom, go into a stall and open my flies. I release myself from the confines of my boxers and look down.
Jesus, it actually looks angry!!
The head is red and shiny, some moisture already evident at the very tip, and the shaft seems to have acquired some new and very prominent veins!
I lean back on the wall and grip myself gently. Fuck that is excruciatingly sensitive! There is definitely a fine line between pleasure and pain. I don't think I have ever felt harder than I do at this moment!
I slowly move my hand up and down my length, as a vision of Mackenzie in the shower earlier enters my head.
I hadn't meant to burst in on her, I genuinely thought she had fallen again, but boy am I glad I did.
She. has. the. Most. Beautiful. Body.
I jerk myself with every word, my breathing becomes heavy and rapid, as visions of her pleasuring herself earlier dance through my mind.
It's only taken seconds, but I'm already relieved!
"Ileon jenjang!!" I spit through gritted teeth.
I may be pretty fluent in English now, but I still think in Korean!
I sit down onto the toilet seat and roll off some paper to clean up, then stand and tuck myself away, flushing the toilet and exiting the stall. I wash my hands, leave the bathroom and head back to the X-ray department.
She is sitting there, already dressed, and she stands up and smiles as I approach her. Although I feel somewhat soothed my manhood is still extremely sensitive, and as predicted, I am starting to feel irritated.
"Let's go and see this Dr and get out of here" I snap "I have better things to be doing". I reach for her hand and she shrugs it off.
"I'm sorry about that" she states. "I didn't ask you to bring me here, infact I told you I would be fine after some pain relief. YOU were the one who insisted we come here, so DO NOT take your bad mood out on me, do you hear?" She explodes.
Just as suddenly as the rant came on it is over. The angry words replaced by a silence. She is shivering, her head bowed, but her shoulders are very clearly tense.
She looks tiny at this moment, although she is only 2 or 3 inches shorter than me.
I apologise. It's not her fault I am so on edge. Well.... actually it is, but she doesn't know why!
She looks up at me and I see a tear running down her face.
I feel like a total shitbag. I did that to her!
"naneun gaejasig-ida!!" I say through gritted teeth.
I am a bastard indeed!
I forget she does not speak Korean, and my last sentence, spoken through gritted teeth does not seem to have soothed her. I must look furious as her eyes are as big as saucers and she tries to step away from me, and ends up back on the chair.
"I'm so sorry" I say, stepping forward. I squat infront of her and rest my arms on her knees. She is looking at the floor, and I find myself reaching for her face. I gently place my fingers under her jaw and she flinches. I feel like utter shit. I tenderly tilt her chin up until she is looking at me.
"I am sorry" I repeat. "It has been a long and eventful day. We both need to sleep. I did not mean to upset or frighten you. I know today has been for you very hard. Forgive me?!" I beg, and realise I have never wanted anything more in my life than for this woman to absolve me right now.
She sniffs and nods her head, her expression conveying that she will forgive me this one time, but I will get no more chances. If I upset her like this again our tentative new, what should we call it.... friendship?.....will be over!
I stand and lift her by her elbows, then clutching her left hand I turn and walk to the Drs office.