Chapter 3: Boy in love

• Subin chuckled heartily hearing Yul's reply, "Never did I ever imagine you falling in love at first sight!" He patted Yul's shoulder, "Good for you. So what was it like? How did you feel?"
• Yul smiled to himself, "It was not anything extravagant. Just one glance at that person and I wanted to keep looking at him forever. It wasn't about his external looks. I didn't even notice that until the last moment. It was something more than that. A warm feeling, it felt something like, I want to live the rest of my life for this person... with this person. It was subtle yet special. I can't exactly say what it was but it felt nice."
• Subin listened while gaping, "Oh boy, you really are so in love. Congratulations my man!"
• Yul smiled goofily, a smile he only slipped before the people who he was comfortable with. He felt a burden lift from his chest. He felt much better after talking it out with someone. His mind had been a mess since this morning. Now that he had shared it with someone, his heart felt at ease. Now he had to plan out what to do next... about his feelings... about everything.
• That night, he couldn't sleep well. He kept smiling to himself every now and then, twisting and turning in his bed, preparing himself for what to say tomorrow, how to act in front of that person. He kept forming sentences and discarding them.
• 'Hash! Was proposing always this tough?'
• The whole dorm was sleeping while he was wide awake, his heart beating at the peculiar pace and a blush rising on his face every now and then.
• Oh boy, he was so in love!
• ……...
• All the boys in the Academy dorms had woken up by 5:00 am. They were served breakfast at sharp 6:30 and finished it by 7. After that, the training session went on from 7 to 10. While on the training grounds, Yul kept looking at the direction of medical camps. The tent doors were not open yet. They opened around 8:30 and Yul saw the two people in white aprons going inside, each one carrying a medical kit box and bags.
• When they were done with the morning training at 10 am, Subin was pulled aside by Yul. "You are going to help me," he told the other boy.
• "What! I am not helping you with this, dude." Subin made a cross with his arms. "I don't want to go back to the medical camp. Those people give injections there." He shuddered, reminiscing his yesterday's experience with those sharp needles.
• Yul somehow managed to corner him into agreeing. He explained the plan to him and now Yul was holding onto Subin, with Yul trying to make his own legs look shaky. Subin again asked the Juniors to let them go first to which the younger ones readily agreed.
• The duo entered the tent. Both the interns looked up. One of them said, "Oh, you guys are from yesterday, right?" The voice sounded so melodious to Yul that he wanted to record it and play it all day long.
• "Yes, we are." Subin smiled, feeling apologetic for the lies they would be telling, "This guy was getting dizzy on the training ground. Can you help him?" He pointed at Yul.
• "Please let him sit." Zeng was about to do something when the other intern stopped him, "I will handle him, Zeng. You can continue screening the other boys."
• Yul shot up a panicked glance at Subin. Subin shot up a panicked glance at Yul. And then they both shot panicked glances back at the two interns.
• Thankfully, Subin was the quick-witted among the two.
• "I- I think my bandages from yesterday opened up. You can have a look at them, doctor." He left Yul who was leaning on him and went to the other intern, practically dragging the guy away from the scene to give his best friend some privacy with his newfound crush.
• Subin craned his neck to wink at Yul, who gave a small nod as thanks.
• Now Yul was left with the man he intended to be with. Meanwhile, intern Zeng prepared a glass of water and put a spoonful of glucose powder in it. After stirring it, he handed it to Yul.
• "Here, drink it up. You'll feel better."
• After Yul was done drinking, he gave the glass back. Zeng put the back of his palm on Yul's forehead. Yul's skin tingled at the first skin contact. His stomach taking a twist and his heart hammering in his chest.
• "The temperature is normal." The intern clarified, then took Yul's wrist to check the pulse. Pressing three fingers on the radial artery, he eyebrows raised,
• "Your pulse rate is pretty high."
• It's because of you, Yul wanted to say but was at a lack of words. Seeing him silent, Zeng called him after reading the number on his badge,
• "Number 85?"
• Yul got out of his daze upon hearing his roll number being called. "Yes," he managed to respond.
• "You can rest here till you feel better. I will get back to work now."
• Yul couldn't even give a nod. The intern left for his desk and called the next trainee.
• During the whole time, Yul couldn't initiate a conversation. He was so nervous and fidgety unlike himself. He felt overly conscious of himself and was straightening his shirt and combing his buzz style hair properly from time to time.
• Why was he being so nervous? It wasn't like him at all. He was a confident guy who didn't hesitate to speak his mind. But this time, it was different.
• He tried speaking up, to initiate any sort of conversation but every time he was about to call the intern, his heart would just start thumping at an alarming rate. Ultimately, he just couldn't do it. How can he suddenly just propose out his love to a complete stranger? The other person would definitely be taken aback. What was he even thinking in the first place?
• Was this a good Idea?