_Why do you have the same face?
w. Eonhyang
When I opened my eyes, I saw the white ceiling, and I looked around. It seemed like a hospital room at the company. I looked at Park Jimin's left arm, where the IV drip was, and he was lying face down, holding my hand and sleeping. I always saw him as an adult, warm but cold on the outside, so seeing him sleeping like a baby, breathing colorfully, seemed infinitely small and innocent. After lying there like that for a while, I heard the door open and Yoongi oppa and Seokjin oppa came in. Yoongi oppa, who should have been lying in the hospital room, walked in with Seokjin oppa, so I was so startled that I jumped up. As soon as I woke up, my vision started to spin, so I propped my chin on the bed, closed my eyes, and waited until I felt better. Then, as I slowly opened my eyes, Seokjin oppa came over and said,
"You've been lying down for so long, it'll be hard to move right now. Rest today and start moving tomorrow."
I was more interested in Yoongi than in my own physical condition, so as soon as Seokjin finished speaking, I asked Yoongi.
"Yoongi oppa? When did you wake up? How long have I been lying down?"
Yoongi-oppa smiled slightly at my rapid-fire questions and then answered.
"I woke up yesterday. You said it's been about three days since you collapsed."
I was startled by my own demise, and was momentarily dazed. Then, I heard a rustling sound next to me, and Park Jimin stood up. He roughly ruffled his disheveled hair with one hand and spoke in a hushed voice.
"Kim Yeo-ju... When did you wake up...? If you did, wake me up..."
We all burst into laughter at Park Jimin, who was half-asleep and speaking in a dying voice. Next to him was Yoongi, who couldn't even laugh properly for fear of his wounds opening. After laughing for a while, Seokjin spoke.
"Thank you, Jimin. I didn't go home because I was taking care of you, so I just showered and slept at the company. And tomorrow, you two should go to Yoongi's house. It looks like Yoongi will have to stay in the hospital room for a while, so just bring a few clothes. He's a picky eater and doesn't like hospital gowns."
We answered affirmatively to Seokjin's words. Then my brothers and Park Jimin left the hospital room, and I fell back asleep.
**
The next day, Park Jimin and I headed to Yoongi's house. We took the elevator up to the 23rd floor and stood in front of the door. Then we both let out a sigh.
"ah-."
We went straight to Yoongi oppa's house without even asking for the password and called him. When Yoongi oppa didn't answer even after the phone rang several times, we hung up and called him again. This time, the call came through not long after and the voice we heard wasn't Yoongi oppa, but Seokjin oppa.
-Yoongi is sleeping right now, why?
"I don't know the password to Yoongi's house."
Seokjin oppa laughed out loud at my answer and then told me the password.
-0000. Yoongi really hates annoying things. He must have been too lazy to memorize them, so he just used 0000.
"Ah. Thank you, oppa."
Having barely made it into Yoongi's house, we wandered around the spacious house. Park Jimin went into the dressing room, and I went into the bedroom next door. In the bedroom, there was a desk and a bed, and next to the bed was a small side table, and on top of it was a picture frame. As I looked closely at the picture frame, I saw a boy who looked like Yoongi and a girl next to him. Surprised by the girl who looked almost exactly like me when I was younger, I turned the picture frame around and examined it. Then, I noticed writing on the back right corner of the picture frame.
``My dear brother, y...``
The kids in the photo looked like Yoongi oppa and his younger siblings, and the letters at the end that looked like their names were erased and illegible. I've never heard that Yoongi oppa has a younger sibling... As I was lost in thought for a moment, I heard Jimin's voice outside the room telling me to go back. I quickly took a picture of the framed photo with my smartphone camera and went out the door. Jimin was waiting at the front door, so I quickly put on my shoes and headed back to work.
**
Back at work, I pulled out a childhood photo of myself from my room. Comparing it to the photo of the girl I'd taken at Yoongi's house earlier, I was struck by the striking resemblance. Hoping to find a match, I pulled out the only photo in the album. It was of my older brother, whom I'd been told I'd lost when I was young. I pulled it out and compared it to the young Yoongi in the photo. The comparison shocked me so much that the photo fell limply from my hands. My mind was still cluttered with thoughts like, "Surely not."
Yoongi oppa's face when he was young was exactly the same as the one in the photo.