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Saving Lives pt. 1 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in this chapter)

Word Count: 1,238

Summary: You’re about to start your internship in Seoul’s most prestigious hospital but before you devote your whole life to medicine, you decide to have one more night of freedom. But, what happens when that one night follows you to your job in the hospital? (inspired by Grey’s Anatomy)

A/N: Hello everyone! This is going to be a new series that we will be starting. It is highly influenced by the show Grey’s Anatomy. If some of you don’t understand some medical terms, don’t worry, I barely do and I am going to try my best to translate them and define them as best as possible. And I am going to try my best to be as accurate as possible. Hope you all like it.  ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 1: 

I walk into the club glorified. Our last day of fun before we all start our first day as interns tomorrow. We worked our way up from medical school and now, we’re finally going to start working in a real hospital, through the residency program. One must be an intern first, work their way up to become a resident, and then choose a specialty, which they have to master, to become a surgical attending. My friends and I got accepted to Seoul’s top medical learning hospital where we will begin our internship tomorrow. That’s why we’re here, at a club, to celebrate our last day of freedom before medicine takes over our whole lives.

We go into a booth while Chen gets us drinks. I’m not really sure if drinking is the best thing to do when we have to treat patients the next day but, hey, we worked our asses off to get where we are. We might as well have a little fun.

Chen comes back with so many shots that soon enough, everyone’s on the dance floor, dancing and grinding with each other or with random strangers. I didn’t drink as much as everyone else because I want to at least enjoy and remember my last day of freedom.

After dancing with my friends, I begin to get hot and decide to go to the bar to get a drink.

I sit on a stool waiting for the bartender to make his way towards me. After about 10 minutes of waiting, I see him approach me and as I’m about to order my drink, someone behind me speaks.

“Two gin on the rocks.”

The bartender soon leaves to make the drinks, leaving without taking my order I’ve been waiting so long for. I’m so pissed off right now that I turn around to see who stole my order to scream at them… only to see a handsome man making his way to sit on a stool next to me. He’s undeniably breathtaking but he did do me wrong so I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging that.

“Hey!”

He turns to look at me, with a smirk. Not so much a condescending smirk, more like he’s trying to stop himself from smiling too wide in an adorable way. 

“Hmm?” Gosh, why does he have to be so attractive? I’m not going to let this guy get to me. I regain my composure and try to remain confident.

“You stole my order.”

“No I didn’t,” he says simply, deep voice gravitating me.

“Yes, you did. I was just about to order when-”

“When I bought you a drink.”

I’m about to retort back when his words finally sunk in. I close my mouth not really knowing what to say. “Uh, thank you,” I say awkwardly, averting my eyes to my lap, too nervous to look at him as he chuckles.

“No problem.” I feel him stare at me, making me feel inferior for some reason. “What’s your name?” he asks, suddenly getting my attention.

I look up and let out a hand for him to shake. It’s the least I can do since he bought me a drink. “I’m Y/N.”

He takes my hand in his as expected but what I didn’t expect was for him to kiss the back of it, holding my gaze. I can feel a blush form on my cheeks. “I’m Baekhyun,” he says in a sultry tone.

I felt my face heating up as I removed my hand away from his grip, looking anywhere but him.

“What are you doing at a place like this?” asks Baekhyun, capturing my attention.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

He laughs a little too loudly, making me smile. Why? Why must he be so perfect? “I’m here because I’m bored. Your turn.”

I feel his intense stare boring into me, a smirk still plastered on his face.

Should I tell him the truth? I mean I don’t even know him. “I’m here for my friends birthday.” I technically wasn’t lying, we celebrated Chen’s birthday a few days ago.

“You don’t hit me as the type to be at clubs,” he says as he eyes me up and down, making me feel self-conscious.

I do the same, really taking a good look at him. He’s dressed well like he has a stable job and can afford to spoil himself. His brown hair lays flat on his head, almost covering his eyes, small and dark. He has a button nose and plump lips. For some reason, I seem to be captivated by his lips until the bartender sets the drinks down.

Baekhyun hands me one as I say a soft thank you. I take a sip of my drink as he begins speaking again, “So Y/N, what do you do?”

I don’t think it’s a good idea to tell him I’m going to be an intern at a hospital. Then he’ll judge me for clubbing the day before. So I lie, “I’m a teacher. What about you?”

“I work in medicine.” He probably works in pharmaceuticals. An actual doctor wouldn’t be at a club this late (but who am I to judge). “But I take care of dogs in my spare time.”

That got my attention. I love dogs and I love men that love dogs. “Oh really?” I say interested, my entire attention on him.

He explains his love for dogs and his hobbies and I soon find myself listening to stories about his childhood after 2 hours of talking.

“Wow, so you saved your teacher’s life?”

“Yeah. That’s why she gave me straight A’s for the rest of the year.”

I laugh wholeheartedly, letting myself go around him.

“But that’s enough about me. Tell me about you,” he says as I feel his hand land on my thigh. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t hoping he would make a move on me already. I played along, pretending not to notice.

“What do you want to know?”

“Umm, how about your likes and your dislikes?” His hand moves further up my thigh slowly.

“What you like in a person and what you don’t?” He continues, moving further up.

This time he leans into my ear as his hand inches upward, now hiking up my dress. “What makes you feel good and what doesn’t?” he whispers.

I gasp as he keeps his hand so high on my thigh. “You wanna get out of here?” he whispers in my ear.

He leans back a little, looking me in the eye, “unless you don’t want to.” He moves back, getting rid of his touch, giving me time to comprehend what’s happening.

“Y-yes,” I say softly, just enough for him to understand.

But that wasn’t enough. “What’s that baby girl? I can’t hear you. Tell me what you want.” He begins rubbing the inside of my thigh, giving me a chance to answer. I'm not sure what it was that gave me the confidence to speak, maybe it was the alcohol but I somehow managed to mutter the words lingering in my mind.

“I- uh, I want you to touch me.”

He smirks at my response, and it’s no longer that cute smirk, it’s a lingering smirk with something intriguing behind it.

He soon lets go of my thigh to grab my hand and drag me out of the club. Thank god I carpooled here, although I didn’t expect to go home with anyone, and yet here I am, in a car with someone I barely know, with so much sexual tension in the atmosphere.

What did I get myself into?

A/N: Well I hope you all like it so far. I’m going to probably update like every weekend, especially since school is starting soon. ~admin L

Saving Lives pt. 2 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in this chapter)

Word Count: 804

Warnings: smut, sex, swearing, you know the usual

Summary: You’re about to start your internship in Seoul’s most prestigious hospital but before you devote your whole life to medicine, you decide to have one more night of freedom. But, what happens when that one night follows you to your job in the hospital? (inspired by Grey’s Anatomy)

A/N: Sorry this chapter is shorter than the other, and this chapter is basically just smut but hey, who doesn’t like smut … anyways I will probably post two more chapters this week before posting only on weekends because I start school on Tuesday and its my senior year, so I need to take it seriously. anyways look forward to new chapters every weekend, pacific time zone ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 2: 

We go back to my place because it’s closer. And that’s how we ended up half naked on my bed, clothes discarded on the way, with Baekhyun on top of me, kissing me passionately, straddling me.

“Mmm, Baekhyun,” I moan.

“Fuck, I love it when you say my name.” He slowly kisses down my neck, making sure to leave marks along the way, and briefly stops at my breasts. He reaches behind me and unclasps my bra, sliding the garment off of me before throwing it somewhere in the room. He leans in and gently licks my perking nipple before attaching his mouth to it, then fondling the unattended breast. I arch my back at the sensation. He looks up from my chest, “You like that baby?” “Yes,” I gasp. He does the same to the other breast, before moving down my stomach, to my most vulnerable place. He kisses my hip and down my thigh, making sure never to break eye contact. He slowly slides down my panties, causing a small whimper to escape my lips as I’m completely exposed to him. He kisses the inside of my thighs before spreading my legs, making his way up my core. His breath ghosts there for a while before he confidently licks up my folds. “Fuck,” I moan shamelessly. He then licks gently at my clit, looking up at my reaction. I arch my back in pleasure. He chuckles before attaching his mouth to my clit, sucking on it, causing me to moan louder than before. “Baekhyun, oh fuck-” He hums with satisfaction, causing vibrations to stimulate my clit. “Oh, God,” I whimper, gripping my sheets. “You like that baby girl? Hmm? You like it when I have my tongue on your delicious pussy?” “Y-yes, fuck. Please, do it again.” He chuckles, adding two fingers in me, causing me to scream in pleasure. He pumps his fingers at a steady pace while his tongue works on my clit. I run my hands through his hair, prompting him closer to my heat. I feel myself reaching the edge, breath becoming rigid and before I can reach my high, his fingers disappear and the sensation was gone. “Not yet baby girl.” He quickly moves to undo his pants while I reached in the bedside table for a condom. I turn back to find him naked, cock already hard with precum leaking. “Like what you see,” he chuckles. Instead of answering, I open the condom wrapper and wrap my hand around his member. He gasps at the contact, surprised by my bold actions. I smirk as he lets out obscene curses under his breath. I then slowly slip on the condom down his shaft and pump him a few more times. I slowly push him back so that he’s laying on his back while I get on top of him. I slowly begin to straddle his hips, eliciting moans from him. “Okay baby girl, you ready?” he asks, before lining himself up with my entrance. I nod, and then slowly lower myself on his shaft, moans escaping from both of us. We stay like this for a bit before I bring myself up, and settle back down, bouncing in a steady pace. He places his hands on my hips as he thrusts into me with more force at a faster pace. “Fuck, Baek,” I whimper. “Baby,” he coos. “You feel so good around my cock.” “God,” I lean my head back, exposing my neck. He leans in and begins sucking a bruise on my already abused neck. His thrusts start becoming messy, indicating his release is near. “Fuck baby girl, I’m close,” he says as he reaches between our bodies and starts rubbing my clit. “Oh shit, Baek!” “Come on, baby, cum for me,” he moans in my ear. After a few more thrusts, I begin to cum, pulling Baekhyun in for a kiss to quiet my moans. A few more thrusts and then Baekhyun is coming, moans being swallowed by my mouth as we ride out our highs. After a few seconds, he pulls out of me, gently lays me down on the bed before heading to the bathroom to throw away the condom. He comes back with a warm towel and begins cleaning me up, still out of breath. After he cleans himself up as well, he sets the towel aside, climbs back into bed, covers us both with a blanket before spooning me. He kisses the side of my head before mumbling a sleepy ‘Good Night.’ My eyelids slowly begin closing and next thing I know everything is black. That is until I hear my alarm ring, indicating it’s the next morning. I groan at the sound before abruptly opening my eyes, sitting up quick. My first day at the hospital …

A/N: I’m not sure when there will be another smut scene, just letting you all know. also thank you so much everyone who have been reading this series and anticipating it, shout out to that anon who sent me that amazing message ~admin L

Saving Lives pt. 3

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in later chapters)

Word Count: 1,981

Summary: You’re about to start your internship in Seoul’s most prestigious hospital but before you devote your whole life to medicine, you decide to have one more night of freedom. But, what happens when that one night follows you to your job in the hospital? (inspired by Grey’s Anatomy)

A/N: Okay so this chapter will have a lot of medical references and I tried my best to explain some of them. The ones I didn’t explain is because I thought they were self explanatory or not important enough for explaining. Anyways I hope you enjoy and message me if you have any questions.  ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 3:

I look to my right to see a restless body sleeping with his arm around my waist. Crap, I don’t have time deal with him right now. Maybe if I go shower and get ready for work, he’ll leave on his own. I gather my clothes and head to the shower. After about 30 minutes of getting ready, I head back to my room to see Baekhyun still lying there.

I groan, climbing over to my bed and shake him lightly. “Baekhyun, Baekhyun,” I whisper softly.

“Hmm?” he groans, eyes still closed. “I have to go to work.” “Great, good luck,” he mumbles back, still sleeping. I run an exasperated hand through my hair. How does he not get what I’m trying to say? “Don’t you have to work too?” “Yeah, but in a little bit,” he says, finally opening his eyes and stretching. “Just stay for a bit, I’ll make you breakfast.” “I can’t, I’m almost late for my first day.” “It’s going to be your first-day teaching? Teaching what?” he asks, looking at me with his full attention. “Teaching?” That’s when I remember I told him last night that I was a teacher. “I’ll, uh, be teaching science.” “Oh, what kind of science?” God, why does he ask so many questions? “Listen, Baekhyun. We don’t have to do this.” “Do what?” “Pretend like we should get to know each other out of politeness. I’m probably never going to see you again after today so let’s just make things easier and go our separate ways now.” He seems taken aback a bit. “Oh, umm okay. Sure.” He gets out from under the covers and starts searching for his clothes. “Oh my god! Baekhyun!” I yell as I cover my eyes. “What? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before. Besides, you weren’t like this last night.” I don’t need to look at him to know he’s smirking. After he retrieves his clothes and belongings, I walk him to the front door. “I guess this is good bye then,” he says, facing me. “Yeah, it was nice meeting you,” I say awkwardly, not really knowing what to say in this situation. I guess you can say I was definitely surprised when he connected his lips to mine. It was all so quick that I didn’t have time to process what was happening before he broke the kiss and made his way to his car. After he left, I grabbed my bag with all my medical supplies in it, and a bagel and made my way to the hospital. ~ “You made it just in time,” says Chen, my best friend. “They’re all in here.” He leads me to a small surgical room where everyone is standing around and looking tentatively at their ‘competition.’ “Hello everyone.” Everyone looks at the man in a medical lab coat standing in the door way. “My name is Kim Junmyeon and I’m the chief of surgery in this hospital. But please, call me Chief Junmyeon.” Everyone gapes at him. No one thought that the chief of surgery would even have time to greet the interns, let alone be so young. “Today is a very important day, as you will begin your journey and by the end of it, only a handful of you will succeed. Look around, this is who you are competing with to have a spot in this hospital. Follow me and I will assign you all your resident supervisors.” We walk towards the locker room while he calls our names and assigns us our resident supervisor. The way this works is once we’re interns, we compete for a spot to be a resident, that is if you survive your internship. Only five out of the twenty interns here will move on to become residents after passing our residents exam. From there we work on getting our surgical license to become an official surgeon also known as attendings. The test to get our license will be one of the most difficult encounters ever. It’s an interview with a panel of prestigious, medical higher-ups that will ask a series of questions relating to certain medical situations and we must answer how we will go about them and how we will solve them. After that, they determine whether we are fit to become surgeons. But first, we should focus on passing our internships. “And our last group: Chen, Jihyo, Chanyeol, and Y/N,” called Chief Junmyeon. “You will be assigned to Dr. Kim Minseok. Okay everyone now get changed and go straight to your resident advisors.” We walk into the locker room and open our assigned lockers. We put in all our belongings and put on our lab coats and stethoscopes. “Are you nervous?” asks Chen. “A little,” I lie, I’m scared shitless. “I heard our resident advisor is tough.” Chen and I turn to the voice belonging to a tall, elf-like man with big eyes. “I’m Chanyeol, by the way.” He extends a hand for me to shake. I shake his hand, “I’m Y/N and this is Chen.” He shakes Chen’s hand and we begin walking to the reception area where our resident advisor should be. “How do you know how our resident is?” I ask Chanyeol. “I looked up everything last night. I was too nervous to sleep.” “How tough is he?” asks Chen. “Well everybody calls him the Nazi and almost none of his interns ever make it past a week. You have to have strong stamina in order to keep up.” I’m screwed. “That’s him,” Chanyeol whispers as we approach a young looking man with big eyes. He turns to look at us. “You must be my interns,” says Dr. Kim. “Yes, s-sir,” Chanyeol extends a hand. “It’s nice t-to meet you.” “Don’t kiss my ass. It won’t do you any good.” Chanyeol retracts his abandoned hand and begins apologizing. “Sorry, I’m late,” says a girl, almost out of breath. “What’s your name?” asks Dr. Kim, looking unamused. “Jihyo,” she whispers. Dr. Kim takes a step towards her, looking down at her intimidatingly. “No coming late, ever. Especially if you’re my intern. You will not only make me look bad but you will risk someone’s life if you’re not there on time, you got that?” “Y-yes, s-sir. I mean, Doctor. I mean, Dr. Kim.” He takes a step back and looks at all of us, “Good, now pick up your pagers and follow me.” We take our pagers from the counter behind him and follow him as he gives us a tour of the hospital. “So this brings me to my rules. I have five rules, memorize them. Rule number one, don’t kiss my ass, I already don’t like you all, you’re just an extra burden. Rule number two, run. Run at all times. You must keep in mind that every second counts. But you will be working from the bottom up, running labs, writing orders, work every second. Your first shift lasts 48 hours. This will determine whether you have the willpower to make it as a surgeon or not.” Dr. Kim walks into a room as we all follow, taking notes of everything he says. We look around to see beds everywhere. “This is the on-call room. This is usually where attendings sleep when they are in between runs. Which brings me to rule number three, if I’m sleeping, don’t wake me, unless your patient is dying. Rule number four, don’t kill your patient. If I get there and your patient is dead, you did not only kill someone, but you woke me up for no reason. Am I clear?” “Yes,” we all say in unison. “Good.” “What’s the fifth rule?” I ask. “What?” questions Dr. Kim. “You said there were five rules, but you only said four.” That’s when his pager begins ringing and he looks at the message. “Rule number five, when I move, you move.” He then begins taking off in a sprint as we follow.  We go to the entrance where the ambulances park. The doors open revealing a young girl in a gurney wearing an oxygen mask. The paramedics quickly take the girl towards the ER while we follow. “What do we have?” Dr. Kim asks the paramedics. “Min Hyorin, 18-year-old female. New onset seizures. Intermittent for the past week. I.V. lost in route. Started grand mal seizures as we descended.” We make it to the E.R. and everyone is dispersed, trying to become useful. Dr. Kim begins giving orders. “Okay Chen, get her on her side, Y/N insert 10 milligrams of diazepam I.M.” I stick the needle of diazepam I.M. in her arm and she immediately stops seizing. “Okay great,” says Dr. Kim. “Now I’m splitting you all up and making you all useful. Chen, you’re doing labs. Jihyo you’re doing patient work ups. Y/N, get Hyorin ready for a C.T. She’s your responsibility now. Don’t mess this up. Call me if you need something.” “Wait, what about me?” asks Chanyeol. “What am I going to do?” “You can do rectal exams,” says Dr. Kim as he walks away laughing. “Oh my god, dude,” laughs Chen. “You’re going to have your hand up asses all day.” “Shut up,” cringes Chanyeol as he walks away. ~ I’m walking around with Hyorin in her gurney trying to get her to her C.T. but I seem to be lost and she won’t stop talking. “I do rhythmic gymnastics and am one of the best in Korea, did you know that?” “No, I didn’t,” I say frustratingly. “Well I was until I sprained my ankle last week but I’ll soon be good as new so no one can beat my record.” “Great,” I say unamused. I didn’t become a doctor to hear patients rant about their lives. I finally got Hyorin to her room and sedated her for her C.T scan. “Excuse me,” says a woman by the door way. She’s with an older looking gentleman. I’m assuming these are her parents. “Is this Hyorin’s room?” “Yes, it is,” I motion for them to come in. “She’s sedated right now, but she’ll be up after her C.T. scan.” “We heard she’s going to need surgery,” asks her father. “What kind? What are the risks and what doctors will be proceeding?” I’m overwhelmed by these sudden questions that I don’t know the answers to. “I’m not necessarily her doctor, I’m just assisting with her procedure. I’ll go get her doctor for you.” I run out of the room and look for Dr. Kim. I soon find him by the reception looking at charts. “Dr. Kim?” He turns around, looking at me intimidatingly. “What?” “Hyorin’s parents are here and they have questions I don’t know the answers to. Do I ask you or Chief Junmyeon since he’s doing her surgery?” “Chief Junmyeon isn’t doing the surgery anymore,” he says as his pager rings, indicating another emergency. “He’s busy doing another one but check with the nurse. She should know who’s the new attending doing the surgery. I have to go,” he says as he jogs to the call. I walk up to the reception. “Excuse me, do you know the attending that’s doing Min Hyorin’s surgery?” I ask the nurse. “Just a minute,” she says as she searches it up on her computer. “That would be Dr. Byun, head of the neurology department,” says the nurse as she points to one of the doctors on the other side room. I look to see where she’s pointing at when I see a recognizable mop of hair. He’s looking down at a chart before he looks up and makes eye contact with me. My eyes widen in shock as I begin to panic when I see the recognition flash on his face and he begins to approach me. Crap, how is it that I end up working at the same place as Baekhyun? What are the odds? 

A/N: Please feel free to message me with comments about this or questions. And also feel free to request. ~admin L

Saving Lives pt. 6

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in later chapters)

Word Count: 2,074

Summary: You’re about to start your internship in Seoul’s most prestigious hospital but before you devote your whole life to medicine, you decide to have one more night of freedom. But, what happens when that one night follows you to your job in the hospital? (inspired by Grey’s Anatomy)

A/N: I know it’s been a while since I posted but my time has been consumed with school and college apps. But I do and will try my best with updating. I know it might not seem like it, but I do try to make as much time for this as I can, it just doesn’t seem to be enough. Anyways, here’s the highly anticipated chapter. I’m not that proud of it and I wish I could’ve spent more time on it but I didn’t want to keep you all waiting.  ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 6:

It’s been 2 weeks since I last talked to Baekhyun. I’ve been all over the place, making sure everything I do is needed. I’ve run into him a couple times, but when I try talking to him, he just looks down and walks away. I shouldn’t care as much as I do, especially when Jihyo has been all over him these past weeks. She’s been stealing all the charts and patients that Baekhyun is likely to see just so she can spend more time with him. So to distract myself, I just dove into my work. I try to assist on every surgery that comes my way.

“Okay so Dr. Byun has a cranial case in which he’s going to need some help-” starts out Dr. Kim. “I’ll do it,” interjects Jihyo. “Don’t interrupt me,” warns Dr. Kim, giving her the death stare. “Anyways, I was thinking that Y/N can have this case. I’ve seen her working the hardest and making herself more useful than any of you. If you want a surgery, then deserve it. Jihyo you can go with her.” He pats me on the back, harder than I expected, making me wince. He continues, “Okay so Chanyeol, you’ll be doing labs. Chen, you’ll be helping me do a whipple. Can anyone tell me what that is?” We all raise our hands to answer the question. The residents and attendings, depending on who we’re working with, ask us questions, quiz us on our knowledge, hence this being a learning hospital. Dr. Kim calls on Chanyeol. “It’s a pancreatic duodectomy.” “Correct and what is it used to treat?” We all raise our hands again. “Chen.” “Abdominal mass,” states Chen proudly. “Not necessarily. Unless it’s consistent with…” Only Jihyo and I raise our hands this time. “Y/N.” “Pancreatic cancer.” “Correct.” Yes! I feel Chen pat my back in congrats as Dr. Kim continues. “Now go to your stations and get to work. Don’t page me unless it’s something important. Chen, come with me.” We all depart and go our separate ways. The closer I get to where Baekhyun is, the more nervous I get. What if he doesn’t let me scrub in? What if he only lets Jihyo in? What if he asks for another intern, making me look bad and possibly causing the hospital to renounce my internship. We just reach the door enough to hear Baekhyun say, “where are those interns I’ve asked for?” “We’re here,” I say. He turns around in his chair and looks at me with an unreadable expression. My breath hitches in my throat as we make eye contact. “Good,” he’s starts. He looks down, breaking our eye contact. “Come here and clean his scalp for me.” I walk over to where he’s sitting as he hands me the bloody towel. Our gloved hands overlap each other causing heat to rise up to my cheeks. He gets up off his seat and coughs awkwardly, getting my attention. “I was just telling the nurses and staff that he accidentally fell during his job at a construction site and punctured nails into his head from a nail gun he was holding.” “N-nails, like the ones you use to build things?” asks Jihyo in surprise. It seems like Baekhyun forgot she was there because he jumped a little at her voice. “Yeah, the thick, metal ones.” “I can’t see my hands.” We look to where the voice was coming from, on the patient’s bed. “Oh my god, how is he still conscious?” Jihyo asks. The staff begins to move frantically now that we know he’s conscious. “Use 4 milligrams of morphine. Titrate up to 10,” says Baekhyun. “Please don’t move mister…” I begin. “Choi Siwon,” adds Baekhyun. He shines his penlight at his eyes, checking for a response. “Somehow he managed to miss the blood vessel that is keeping him conscious.” “That’s basically a miracle,” I say in astonishment. “How many nails does he have?” “Seven. Although his optic nerves have been affected. What’s our immediate concern?” asks Baekhyun. “Bleeding,” Jihyo says abruptly. “No, not yet,” says Baekhyun. He turns around, finally looking me in the eye again. “What’s our immediate concern?” “Infection,” I say quietly. “Right.” He turns to the rest of staff. “I’m gonna be pulling these nails out in the next half hour. I need a C.T.” “C.T.s are down,” says a nurse. “What?!” Baekhyun runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “They exchanged them out last night,” continues the nurse. “The computers crashed, they said they will have them back up by 1:00.” “Fine. What are our other options?” Baekhyun turns to Jihyo and I. “An M.R.I..” says Jihyo. “The man has nails in his head,” Baekhyun says furiously, “why would we stick him in a giant magnet?” He points at me. “What are we going to do? What can we do to help this man and cause minimal damage?” Everyone in the room is staring at me and I begin to feel the pressure. Calm down, Y/N. You know the answer. Just stay calm. “We need films from 3 axis points and a c-arm in surgery.” “And what is the c-arm for?” He challenges. “It will provide images for us to know where to make our incisions.” “Perfect. You heard her people, prep a c-arm.” He turns to me. “I’m going to need you to stay with Siwon at all times and get him to a room. Page me if anything changes.” And with that, the room becomes empty, except for me and Siwon. “Hey.” And Jihyo. “Hmm?” “Do you like Dr. Byun?” My eyes widen. “What? No. Why would you ask that?” “Because you’re all over him.” I scoff. “I was all over him? You’ve been assisting in all his surgeries for the past two weeks. And I was assigned to this case, it’s not like I volunteered.” “Well ask Dr. Kim if you can switch.” “But I don’t want to switch.” “What?!” “Listen. This is a medical miracle. I’m not going to step out of this case and not enhance my medical career just because you feel a little insecure when I’m around Dr. Byun. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to prep Siwon for his surgery.” I stand up and push Siwon’s gurney out the door, leaving Jihyo alone in the E.R. ~ I sit down next to Chen in the cafeteria. “I hate him.” “Who?” he says with a mouthful of food. “Baekhyun.” “Why? He seems like a cool guy. Besides the fact he’s been ignoring you all this time.” “I hate him. I hate how he makes me feel, I hate how cute he is, and I hate that I care so much.” I put my hands over my face. “Because of that, now Jihyo thinks I like him and has declared this rivalry against me.” “Oh my god,” laughs Chen. “The one thing you hate the most is happening to you, with the most boy-crazy girl. I don’t know what you’re going to do.” “It’s not funny Chen,” I groan. “You know I hate fighting over boys. It’s so stupid and demeaning. Anyways what should I do?” “I think the first thing you need to do is clear up things with Dr. Byun. He’s the root of your problem so start from there and work your way down.” “Yeah, you’re right.” I throw my arms around him causing him to flinch. “Yay!! Thank you for being helpful for once.” “Hey! I’m helpful all the time.” I squeeze his cheek. “Sure you are.” “Hey, how’s the cranial case going?” asks Chanyeol. “It’s going great Chanyeol,” I get up from my seat confidently and pat Chanyeol on the shoulder on my way out. “It’s going just fine.” ~ I walk around the hospital looking for Baekhyun. If I’m going to be able to talk to him, I have to corner him somewhere where he can’t leave. Just then I see him entering the on-call room. Okay good. That’s where we had our last fall out and now we’re going to solve it. I enter the on-call room hoping he won’t leave when he sees me. He turns around and his eyes widen. They soon turn into eyes of anger and he attempts to walk out but I block the door. “Wait, please. Let’s talk. Please.” He stares at my pleading eyes and sighs as he steps away from the door, giving us room. He crosses his arms and stares at me intensely. “Chen is not my boyfriend,” I blurt out. “Then why are you always together, and why did I walk in on the two of you being really intimate,” he asks angrily. “He’s my best friend. Nothing more.” “It doesn’t seem like you two are just friends. Did you just lead me on even though you had someone else?” Now my blood begins to boil. He keeps making assumptions without hearing me out, making me look like the bad guy. “First of all, he’s just a friend. Second of all, I don’t have to explain anything to you because third of all, I did not lead you on. I never gave you the assumption that you and I were ever going to be anything more than co-workers. The second I found out you worked here, I told you that there was no possibility of there being an ‘us’ so just back off.” That seems to anger him even more because he takes two long strides to get in front of my face. “I don’t think that’s what you want.” “What makes you think tha-” My words are interrupted by the crash of his lips against mine. He holds my face with both his hands, deepening the kiss. My head is spinning. My hands are pressed against his chest but instead of pushing him away, I pull him closer to me. He soon pulls away, staring at my plump lips. “Told you.” I let go of his shirt and back away to sit on the bed. Why is he always right? I won’t give him the satisfaction so I stay quiet. He sits next to me on the bed. “Why won’t you stop denying it and let me take you out?” “We can’t,” I look down at my hands. “It’s inappropriate. And besides, this got me into trouble already.” Before I can realize what I said, Baekhyun speaks. “What do you mean this already got you in trouble?” I stay silent, hoping he won’t pry too much. Much to my luck, he won’t budge. He grabs my chin and makes me look at him. “Y/N. What do you mean by trouble?” I sigh. “I told Chen about us and when you gave me the surgery, he got angry and said it was because I slept with you.” Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows and gets up quickly. “I’m going to kill him.” He walks towards the door but I grab his arm, pulling him back. “Wait listen to me.” I pull him back to sit on the bed. Once I know I have his full attention, I continue. “That’s why I came to your office to clarify why you chose me for the surgery. That’s also why he and I were hugging. He apologized for what he said. Just please don’t be mad at him.” “Fine I won’t.” “Thank yo-” “Only if you go on a date with me.” I open my mouth to say something but no words would come out. “Just one date,” he clarifies. “I can’t.” “You can.” “No, I can’t. This is might be easy for you but not for me. Do you know what people will say?” “Who cares what they say?” “I do. Do you know how many people will dismiss and degrade my work just because they think I’m getting by by sleeping with my boss? If my own best friend thought that, imagine the majority of the interns and residents. I can’t put my career on the line for whatever this is.” Baekhyun seems conflicted. Before he can respond, my pager begins to ring, indicating an emergency. “I have to go.” I get up and walk towards the door to be pulled back. “Wait, we need to talk about this.” “We’ll talk more later. But right now I have to go.” I get out of his hold and run out the door, leaving him alone in the on-call room.

A/N: I’m sorry again for the lag and I hope this made up for it.