Taehyung 2

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His chest had been aching for three days now, so much so that Taehyung couldn't even sleep properly on his stomach; any attempt to lie down resulted in a dull, nagging pain. Tired of this nightmare, and the worst thoughts were creeping into his head, so he gave up and made an appointment with a mammologist.

He twitched the entire way to the clinic, imagining having to undress in front of some stern woman. But when he stepped into the office, he felt a little relieved. A young man sat at the desk and calmly looked up at him. At least he was lucky in some way.

Dr. Jungkook nodded politely and gestured for them to sit down, immediately putting them at ease. Taehyung didn't hesitate, stepping closer and pulling his thick T-shirt over his head. Beneath the fabric, a sculpted torso and a broad, muscular chest were revealed, which now looked perfectly healthy if not for the terrible discomfort within. He gently pressed his fingertips to the right side and pressed, wincing slightly.

"Right here, right inside, it's been hurting for several days now," Kim said hoarsely, looking devotedly at the doctor. "It's not cancer, is it?"