Chapter 28: The Dream Team of Disaster
Mr. Kim and Min-ho stormed into the hospital like a whirlwind. Mr. Kim didn't even look at Pascale, who was waiting in the hallway; he lunged straight for Lukas's bed.
"Mr. Lukas! What happened? You're going to be the death of me," Mr. Kim gasped, his composure slipping. "I know you have a flair for drama and a tendency for excess, but I didn't expect you to be completely suicidal!"
Lukas offered a weak, pale smile. "Oh, it's so sweet how much you worry... I love you too, Bear."
Mr. Kim immediately stiffened, trying to regain his professional mask. "Forget it. I didn't mean it like that. I wasn't worried. I'm just... disappointed. I mean, you shouldn't put yourself in such danger."
Pascale leaned against the doorframe, smirking. "Exactly, little brother, don't be so reckless. By the way, Mr. Kim, I was there too. So look me in the eye and scold me now, okay?"
"Hey, you wicked witch!" Lukas barked from the bed, then winced. "Stop talking to my Kimi-bear like that!"
"But Luki, you know what Mama always says—we share everything," Pascale teased.
"She meant my wardrobe, not my boyfriend, you stupid goose!"
"Don't be like that. It's not like you can do anything with him right now anyway."
"Oh, you miserable piece of—just wait until I can stand again! Ow, ow... arguing hurts. So shut your beak, you Black Widow!"
In the bed right next to them, separated only by a thin medical curtain, Min-ho practically fell onto Clara.
"Ji-soo! My God, what happened? Are you badly hurt?" He grabbed her shoulders, his eyes searching her face with frantic intensity. "This is all my fault. I'm so sorry. I'm never leaving you alone with those two again. One of them is a walking chaos, but the other is like pure evil in person. Together, they are the Dream Team of Disaster and Destruction!"
Behind the curtain, the "Dream Team" fell silent for a second.
"Well," Lukas whispered. "I think he's talking about you."
"If you ask me," Pascale whispered back, "he described us perfectly."
"Tsk. He's just jealous. We're originals. We can't be copied."
"Exactly right." The twins shared a quiet high-five through the air.
Min-ho whipped his head around as he heard the whispering. "Oh... you two are here as well."
"But of course we are," Lukas chirped from behind the curtain. "We're like a family. We only come in a pack of three."
As the twins dissolved into giggles, Clara reached out and took Min-ho's hand. Her expression was deadly serious, cutting through the laughter.
"Min-ho, listen to me," she said, her voice trembling. "You are in danger. We weren't just playing around. We were hunting a stalker... and he has photos of you. He wants to hurt you."