St. Mungo's Clinic

Ward Patients

 * Ivy Carrow - Congenital Insensitivity to Pain with Anhidrosis (CIPA)
 * Anna Lennox - Adenosine deaminase deficiency with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (ADD-SCID)

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 * /Archive 3/

WAKE ME UP wake me up inside CANT WAKE UP
PS Siwoo had probably arrived at the worst time ever and wouldn't know, especially because he'd seem to lost his perception of situations alongside his memory. He'd come by because one, he said he would, two, he was bringing lunch for Jaeyeol and Daegu, who'd probably be hungry after escaping such a life-threatening situation. He didn't know that though. He just figured they'd be hungry because of stress. He knocked on the door frame, awkwardly standing outside the room. "Hey..." (00:19, March 12, 2019 (UTC))

Siwoo, Seoul, and Jaeyeol
PS Siwoo had been pissy the whole way there, infuriated that both his brother and his boyfriend refused to tell him where they were going. When they arrived, he got angrier and refused to go inside. He hadn't told anyone and never intended to really, but something had made hospitals, moreso hospital rooms, highly traumatic for him and he didn't like being there in general. Eventually he just agreed, but he refused to talk to either of them, believing they were overreacting. (04:56, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

[[PS Soon enough, a healer came by and brought them into the examination office. She had Siwoo sit down on the examination bed and kept the other two in sets farther away and began to ask the two questions quietly while Siwoo glared at all three of them.

"The main desk says you claim he's been showing signs of memory loss?" she asked, her quill hovering over a clipboard. (05:09, January 22, 2019 (UTC)~)]]

PS The healer nodded, scribbling things down on her clipboard as Jaeyeol spoke. "Can you tell me about other things he's been forgetting? Does he forget any steps in a daily routine? Does he have trouble remembering newly assigned memories?" (05:26, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

[[PS The healer nodded once again, wrote some more things down and then walked over to Siwoo, who had gotten tired of glaring and was now staring at the floor. "Siwoo Park, correct?" the healer asked. Siwoo nodded, making sure to give Jaeyeol a side eye while he was at it. The healer asked him a couple of questions, hummed and left the room. "I'll be back in a few minutes, hang tight," she promised. With her absence, Siwoo allowed himself to express his thoughts.

"What the literal fuck is up with you two?" he exclaimed, turning towards them. "First you drag me to St. Mungo's without my permission, and now you're jumping to conclusions. why the fuck do you think I have amnesia?" (05:51, January 22, 2019 (UTC))]]

PS "It wasn't anything extreme, Jaeyeol. I blanked, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. You're digging too deep into this," he argued. "And if there was truly a problem, I would've brought it up on my own accord. I'm not fucking five and you're not my mom so chill." He nearly lashed out at Seoul too, but by then he had calmed himself and was controlling his anger. (06:19, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo watched him leaving, clenching his jaw at the sight. He felt guilty sure, but he wasn't allowed to leave and he had no idea what he was going to say that wasn't going to make ti worse. He caught Seoul's head shake and scowled. "What? Are you disappointed in me too? Great, add to the list," he muttered, turning away from the door and Seoul's side of the room completely. (06:37, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "I'm not—Argh." He took a deep breath but couldn't figure out how to voice his opinions. He tried everything to avoid Seoul's eyes. He knew Seoul was speaking logically but he didn't want to hear it. He was tired of being something to worry about when there was clearly someone something else to worry about. "You're one to talk," he muttered. (06:51, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "You know exactly what that means," he challenged, breaking away from Seoul's grasp. He didn't want to talk to either of them anymore. It was such a tiring topic. Why couldn't they just be okay for once? A normal, okay, couple. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about," he said quietly. (07:02, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "I'm the one who needs to be worried about?" he shot back, raising his voice. "The way I remembered it, at least I was still interacting with the outside world after that. You're fine, my ass. Do you think you're allowed to be worried about me but I can't?" (07:29, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS He wanted to call bullshit on everything Seoul was saying. He would never be more important than Seoul and he refused to let him think so. He would've voice his opinions if his boyfriend wasn't tanking right now. "Seoul!" Siwoo exclaimed, more like screamed. He managed just barely to catch him and even then, he was panicking. "Seoul? Seoul, babe can you hear me? Please, please respond." He yelled at the door, "Jaeyeol! Jaeyeol!" (07:51, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo, was busy trying to check Seoul's pulse. While pressing his ear to Seoul's chest, he heard the barely audible whisper of his name and breathed out a sigh of relief. "You can hear me," he cried. "The healer is coming soon. I can't believe I let it get this bad... agh, shit. What kind of boyfriend am I? I should've pressed for answers." (08:07, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "Shh, shh, Seoul," he insisted. "Don't wear yourself out. We can talk when I know you're okay." He turned to the healer, trying to sound as calm as possible despite the fact that was pretty much panicking right now. "We were arguing and then... he just collapsed... I think I stressed him out or something? Are his vitals okay?" (08:32, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "Um... exhaustion, stress, dehydration, or..." He remembered backreading the group chat and frowned, remembering something about Seoul having black coffee all the time. "I... No... um..." He didn't want to believe that maybe he had caused Seoul to collapse. Had he stressed the other out? Was this karma? He didn't know about Seoul's sleep habits but he did intake a lot black coffee, in fact... he drank a lot of it. "No, I don't think so. He's not getting proper sleep or nutrients." (08:54, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS He watched the healer leave before and even then just stood there for a few seconds in astoundment. He thought he was fine and now his world was crumbling done around him. "I didn't know either," he murmured. "I-I thought something was wrong and I-I asked but... but he wouldn't tell me. He wouldn't let me help him. I... I just wanted to..." (09:13, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "I..." he bowed his head, feeling terrible. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Jaeyeol. If I have to be honest... I have been blanking out more than that. You were right I just... I didn't want to admit I guess. Especially in front of Seoul. I didn't want to give him any reasons to be stressed but look how that turned out." (09:30, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS He wanted to argue that he should've known anyway but dropped it. He was just making himself feel worse and that's not Seoul need right now. "Yeah, I... I'l run some testing. The bare minimum. Please. I don't... want to be here longer than I have to." (09:39, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS Time had passed in room since the healer had come and Seoul had collapsed. She had administered the tests agreed to and had returned with some of the test results. "The results are split," she informed. "Could very well be amnesia but it might be another disorder with memory loss as a sympton. I'm going to have to ask you to record his activities for a few more weeks and have you send it to us so we have better data." (09:51, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS He nodded slowly, struggling to get up without plopping back in his seat whenever he tried to go to Seoul. "Hey... I hope you're okay." (10:01, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS He slipped his hand into Seoul's limp one and softly squeezed it. "Hey, whatever you're dreaming, remember I love you," he murmured. "I'm sorry for arguing with you. I hope I didn't make you collapse or anything." He was just softly rambling, more to himself than Seoul but he was comforted by the thought that maybe Seoul could hear him. (17:21, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS Up until that point, Siwoo was still rambling, but quieter. He was talking about how they met, and how lame the triangle pickup line was and he still used it. He glanced up and realized Seoul was awake and nearly stumbled at the sight. "Seoul?" (18:36, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo, in such a heightened state of worry, did not get the joke at all. It really just tripled his guilt and anxiety, but he wasn't going to mention that to Seoul so he just squeezed the other's hand. "No, no, lie down," he insisted. "The healer said you need to rest. So rest." (21:19, January 22, 2019 (UTC))

PS "Seoul," he reprimanded, pushing Seoul back down. "Seoul, calm down. Please." You could hear the anxiety in his voice as much as the concern. "You fainted," he murmured. "The healer said you needed to rest and to eat. So... please, lie down." (18:52, January 23, 2019 (UTC))

PS Normally, Siwoo probably would've started poking by now, asking questions, questioning why Seoul hadn't told him earlier but honestly being so anxious had made him exhausted, so he opted to let his mind rest too. "What's wrong?" he asked. (06:09, January 25, 2019 (UTC))

[[PS Siwoo could argue so many things at that moment--that Seoul deserved to forgive himself, that Seoul didn't ruin everything, that Seoul leaving wasn't going to make everything magically get better--but instead, he just solemnly bowed his head in understanding. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't been thinking about something similar as well, and he decided then and there that they weren't going to lie to each other anymore, or hide things from each other. They two of them were most definitely not fine and they needed to acknowledge that before making any rash decisions. He was silent for what seemed like a milennia but when he spoke, his voice sounded more confident than he had felt for the last two weeks. Siwoo was tired of being passive about everything, that didn't fix issues. So, he got a little more on the aggressive side of assertion. "You're not weak," he deadpanned. He pulled up a chair and turned it around so it he could sit next to the bed. "I'm not getting into the liguistics of it. But you're not weak, and I swear to fucking Merlin if you ever say that again, I will slap the sense into you and make you see it." He put his arms on the backboard of the chair and rest his head on his arms. "You're not selfish, you're just stupid and believe you're incapable of being a good person, which you are perfectly capable of, and I've seen it. I don't give a fuck if you drop out because honestly, I'm this close to following you right out of this shithole, but shut up about not being able to live without me because then I can't live without you and that's an extremely unhealthy support system." His eyes slid over to the clock as he watched the second hand move and sighed. He was going to tell him. He was actually going to tell him. He was going to admit to someone, finally how he felt. "For the past three years, I've been depressed," he muttered. "Over the years, I've attempt suicide three times and nearly committed to it ten more times. I've wanted to die for the longest time but you know why I quit trying? Because I was tired of feeling like shit. I was tired of waking up and feeling like the world was constantly trying to crush my spirits, and that I didn't want to be here. So I'm not going to let you feel like that either." (14:22, January 25, 2019 (UTC))]]

PS He wanted to say yes in a heartbeat. Wanted to kiss Seoul in celebration and grin, but he had to think about it. As simple as it seemed to just "run away" with Seoul, there were so many things that could go wrong and so many things they'd have to worry about... But at the end of the day, he had a definite answer. He knew even against all the odds he'd rather be exploring the countryside and tagging buildings with Seoul than stay cooped up and lonely in Hogwarts. "Yes," he decided, and leaned over at pecked Seoul's lips. "Wherever you want to go, I'll follow," he whispered, knowing Seoul would do the same for him. (21:24, January 25, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo missed Seoul's smile. He missed a lot of things about Seoul, like his laugh, his piercings that sometimes Siwoo liked to run his fingers over, his mesmerizing brown eyes. He laughed at that, something he hadn't done in a long time. He missed Seoul's vulgar and sometimes incredibly sexual humor. He loved him, he loved him so much. "For as long as we live, we're avoiding hospitals at all cost, got it?" Siwoo said, squeezing Seoul's hand. He couldn't help but kiss the other again, caressing Seoul's check in the process. (23:48, January 25, 2019 (UTC))

PS "A burger? Seriously?" Siwoo deadpanned, but it was lighthearted. He was grinning as Seoul lead him out of the room, suddenly energized by the new prospect of a new beginning. The thought of Jaeyeol and the rest of his family and friends briefly flickered through his mind but he opted to deal with it later. Right now, he was starting a whole other book, not a new chapter. (00:17, January 26, 2019 (UTC))

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