⚠️Trigger Warning:

Light Smut/Fluff

Strong language

OC POV

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Dedicated to all Doctors out there who work so hard (and I guess obviously won't see this)...

Inspired by Dr. Oh in Kill Me, Heal Me.

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❝Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope❞

- Maya Angelou

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'Things were going just swimmingly this morning!'

I was making it to get all of my shopping done in record time before returning to the hospital.

Once again, I had to fill in for someone who couldn't make it.

Incompetent pests.

That's the problem with being a general surgeon... They catch me to fill in for all the other surgeons, just because I can!

'Bwahaha! This is why I charge them extra!' I laughed evilly, to myself.

Bloody imbeciles!

Argh ...

'I'm a woman. I have nails to paint and hair to take care of!'

I haven't had a proper shower in two days and my scrubs have not-so-mysterious blood splatters all over the front.

The cashier at the checkout point eyed me warily as I smiled brightly, happy to have finally gotten a chance to get some much needed sunlight and therapeutic shopping done. She raised an eyebrow at the number of pads and other intimate products I purchased.

'Bitch... How dare she judge me!'

I barely get a chance to get out of the house on my days off and online shopping doesn't work out for me because there's no one at home to collect at the door, and the hospital will never allow me to have a delivery made.

Can you imagine me leaving a patient with their chest cavity left wide open to collect a shopping delivery?

'Yeah ... It's ludicrous right? Try explaining that to this bitch with her judgey eyebrows.'

I rolled my eyes at her, paid in cash - which got me some respect from her as the total was quite a large amount and I wasn't using a credit card.

'Yeah, that's right bitch. I'm a fucking surgeon!' I smirked.

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I muttered my thanks to the team that packed away all my purchases and helped me to my car. I tipped the guy that helped me carry my bags to the booth of my car and huffed in annoyance at the damn door not closing properly the first time.

I hopped into the driver's seat and drove out of the parking lot.

Until...

Some idiot decided to turn into the parking lot from the main road at the same time I was driving out of the parking lot onto the main road. It was a minor fender-bender accident. But it took me a whole thirty minutes to sort out the minor legalities with the idiot.

"Seriously dude? I'm in a hurry too, but you could use your eyes!" I rolled my eyes at him as he walked up to my driver's side window.

"Maybe I was staring at how gorgeous you are..." He muttered to me. "Could you give me a ride to the station?"

"Psshht... yeah right. You must be blind my friend." I snarled. "Er.... Can't you drive on your own? I'll follow you there."

"I- uh... Lost my keys." He grimaced at me.

Exasperated, and now finally understanding why Donald Duck was always in such a terrible mood, I muttered: "Hop in, Sonny boy." He complied and even buckled his seatbelt up.

I eyed him, you know... just in case I needed to report him...

The man was gorgeous, and I suspect that he was probably around my age. But something about him made me want to smack him. Hard.

There was no way I was as beautiful as he claimed me to be. I'm covered in day old blood splatters (probably from the two emergency cases I had to tend to earlier) and my hair is greasy from working a double - soon to be triple shift!

We made our way to the police station in record time, with the available officer instantly beckoning us forwards to my relief.

Medical professionals' perks I suppose.

I glanced at the officer's report slyly to see this guy's ID number.

'Yup... He was only a few months older than me.'

Within ten minutes we were done signing the affidavit and other documents for the insurance claim.

It turns out mister Slick-Moves is the famous one here.

'Whatever. Pssht.'

"Excuse me, officer, if we're done here, I really need to dash back to the hospital." I smiled helplessly. I was running late and my boss would kill me if I was late for duty today. We had the shareholders over, they were visiting us today - and they wanted to meet ALL the doctors.

"Sure Dr. Kim Soo-Ah. Have a good day." The officer nodded at me.

"See you Mr. Jeon." He actually bowed to the little shit!
The guy bowed back, but didn't leave me alone for too long to my displeasure.

"Hey, Doc..." The handsome idiot called after me.

"Yes?" I turned and raised an eyebrow at him in irritation.

"Thanks for bringing me here. I found my keys." He grinned at me cheekily, swinging them on a finger.

"Good for you." I muttered absentmindedly, I was focused on leaving the station.

"There's just one thing though doc..." He called out to me.

"Yeah? What's that?" I called back, hoping it was something more relevant this time. He stood about fifteen metres away from me.

"I'm just sad you didn't get to do any CPR on me..." He winked at me with a pouty face. The police that were closer to us had given us a saucy grin - great... He's given their starved lives some free entertainment!

I rolled my eyes at his audacity and stomped off towards my car and drove out of the police station's parking lot. I needed to get away from him. He was a good mix of handsome, sexy and something I really didn't want to get myself into.

'Argh... Why was he so annoying? I've never seen him before! So what gave him a reason to act so familiar?'

It was bad enough I had to drive the both of us all the way to the police station, because Mister Princess had magically lost his keys.
Then he asked me a series of annoying questions while we were on the way to the station.

The guy asked me questions that made me realise just how rich yet single I am.

"How old are you?"

"Are you married yet?"

"What's your favourite restaurant to go to with your friends or boyfriend?"

"Don't you like talking to other people?"

And many other such annoying questions.

I am 29 years old and I don't have time to date let alone get married. And I don't even go to restaurants.

I don't even like people! (Except for a few rare gems).

There's no time... I work too many shifts for a month.

And I prefer cadavers over living humans.

At least they're quiet.

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Back at the hospital

5 minutes later

Made it!

No thanks to that handsome idiot though! He almost delayed me.

A minute more and I'd have been late. My manager was busy talking to the receptionist. Well, I say talking, but I actually mean he was feeling her up. His hand was slowly sliding its way up her blouse, as if everyone was blind and wouldn't see.

'She giggled away happily like the little whore she was. Of course they were fucking each other.' I rolled my eyes. Everyone knew about them!

No wonder he was so hard on us. He had to look like he was actually doing his job when he was actually doing the receptionist!

As if she didn't already have a boyfriend.

It was disgusting. Her boyfriend was a new doctor here. And my manager is the head of the department. He is the most eligible doctor here. But I avoid him as much as I can.

'No thanks sunny boy. I am here to do my job and go home to get my share of much deserved sleep.'

I rolled my eyes again and rushed off past the two oblivious creeps to my tiny room to clean up and put on a fresh set of scrubs.

I glanced at the small squared mirror on the wall in front of me; and the annoying handsome man's voice rang in my head with what he'd muttered earlier.

"Maybe I was staring at how gorgeous you are..."

'Did he mean it?' I wondered to myself, tapping my chin in thought.

Was that irritating man sincerely complimenting me on my looks? It was hard for me to process as no one had really called me anything close to beautiful or pretty before today.

But I suppose I looked okay; because my brother always kept his friends away from me. So maybe that meant that I did look okay?
I have never really cared before today and I don't understand why one man has made me stare at myself in the small mirror I have in my dorm room.

At university I didn't pay much attention to the male students, but some of my friends did like me.

'Maybe this guy is serious.'

And what's with all those weird questions he asked me earlier...

'Did he really mean them?'

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I needed to focus.

I was here a little earlier than they deserved. But I couldn't stand here and dawdle away. I had to show my face for duty as we had some guests to meet and that was in two minutes! Oh crap!

Sigh...

'Breathe Dr. Soo-Ah. Nice and easy.'

'In and out. In and out. Haaaa.....'

I closed my eyes, inhaled my nose and exhaled through my mouth. A simple yoga technique that often helped me.

Suddenly, as I did some deep breathing, I began to see that handsome idiot's face again. It was clear as day in my mind. Almost as if he were standing in front of me, smiling that dumbass smile of his.

'Arghhh... I couldn't get his dumb face out of my head.'

Grabbing the glittery lipgloss my mother got me last year, I quickly dabbed some onto my lips before I second guessed myself. Maybe I'd go looking for that idiot later... I had some unanswered questions of my own.

'Besides... He needs to pay up for the damages to my car.' I thought, shrugging as I reasoned with myself.

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A hallway in the hospital

Humming happily, wearing my maroon scrubs instead of the aqua ones I had on earlier, I decided to head directly to the boardroom, a fresh white coat was slung over my left arm.

Just before I opened the door, I paused to wear the coat properly, and arranged my stethoscope around my neck.

First impressions are important, you know?

My hair feels clean now, at least. I pulled it back into a neat ponytail. Hopefully I don't have any procedures today.

Just as I was about to open the door again, someone bumped into me as they exited the boardroom.

"Sorry- " I was about to say, thinking it was one of the shareholders.

We needed them to invest so that we could keep the hospital open. Otherwise I'd tell them to use the pair of eyes the Good Lord had blessed them with.

Gotta suck it up sometimes you know?

"Hey! It's the beautiful doc from earlier on!" The person said, their voice familiar and immediately grating on my nerves.

I looked up, sharply inhaling as I realized who the person was.

"It's you again!" I narrowed my eyes at him not believing my luck.

"Shhhh... My dad will hear you." He hushed me, pressing a long tattooed finger to my lips.

"He's inside. Let's talk over there." He whispered as he gestured to an empty private room, dragging me over by my arm despite my protests and closed the door behind us!

The handsome, yet very annoying man turned to face me, looking like he'd been bestowed with gifts from the heavens. How can he smile like that?

"Okay, so introductions... I'm Jeon Jungkook. And you must be the doctor they all called 'doctor drab' in the boardroom just now?" He smiled brightly at me.

I narrowed my eyes at him again.

"That's not the best thing to say to me. I might just sedate you and take one of your kidneys for that comment." I hissed, opening the door but then ducked under the glass panel on the door as someone walked past.

I glared at him once more for good measure and turned out the door to leave.

But he was quick.

And very, very slick.

He grabbed my wrist, pulling me back into the room and pinned me to the now closed door, resting a gorgeous hand on either side of my face. His right arm had a tattooed sleeve of various captions and images inked to form a colourful masterpiece.

He didn't wear a ring on his left ring finger. But I did notice the brow ring as it caught the light in the room.

He had raised a perfect eyebrow at me.

"I'm trying to talk to you, doc. Why can't you listen?" He insisted, almost pleasing with me, his voice almost a whisper in my ear. His full lips were so close to my ear, I felt his warm breath brush against me.

The lip ring he had made me want to feel it pressed against my own whenever he smiled at me.

His eyes were a soft brown, it felt like I was drinking a hot cup of cocoa. They are both beautiful and honest and I feel like I could look into his eyes all day. It felt so calming standing here with him.

'Bad Soo-Ah! He's probably charming you for something.'

"I- uh... I have to attend the meeting now with the shareholders uh- mister?" I stammered distractedly (his gorgeous lips were still so close to mine...), then realized that I didn't remember his name.

I'd been so busy staring at his mouth.

'This is bad... Bad, bad, bad!'

"Jeon Jungkook, but you can call me Kookie." He winked at me, placing emphasis on the 'you'.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Jungkook, but I really have to attend that meeting now." I say, darting under his left arm, feeling for the doorknob behind me as he stood back in shock.

But he recovered sooner than I needed and pulled me back into the room. This time, he had grabbed hold of my waist with his strong arms. He held on to me tightly from behind.

'Uh-oh... He's not going to let me go, is he?'

'And, I think I felt something hard pressing up against my back.'

I blinked away the unholy thoughts that flooded my mind. I couldn't afford to let that doorway open now. Nope.

Definitely not letting myself fall into that pool of desires.

(Too late... I've drowned.)

"Jungkook!" I breathed in a mixture of exasperation and a newfound desire to kiss him or smack him (I wanted to do both). But Jungkook clearly wasn't done talking to me; he placed a long tattooed finger over my lips.

"Shhhh. Gosh, you're so difficult to talk to, do you know that?" Jungkook whispered into my ear in his deep voice, still holding me from behind.

'Avalanche...' Was all I thought as the last bit of my resolve melted away with my underwear.

He chuckled when a shiver ran down my spine and let go of me, taking a seat on the bed of the room he didn't seem keen on letting me leave. I turned to face him, this almost felt normal now. It's almost as if we were in a consult.

"Okay. I'm listening." I said resignedly. (Part of me still hoping I could smack him.)

This definitely wasn't a consult. And I clearly wasn't in charge here.

"Much better! So what's your name pretty lady?" He asked me, grinning happily.

He had a cute smile. His front teeth gave him a cute bunny-like appearance that had melted my heart. I gave in to him and indulged him in conversation.

Ssi-bal...

"Kim Soo-Ah. Dr. Kim Soo-Ah that is." I said folding my arms, feeling a little awkward.

The only male interaction I've ever had was with family, colleagues and patients.

"Hmmm... That's a very pretty name. And you're very pretty. Do you mind me hanging around until the end of your shift?" He said casually.

"Don't you have a job? My shift is twelve hours long... I doubt you would want to sit here in this glum place for that long."

"Oh. I'm used to this place... I- uh... I sort of grew up in a hospital..." He says shyly.

Huh!? A plot twist?

"I was under strict observation from birth until I was about eleven years old. It was this very room in fact." He exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up in realization as he looked around.

'And the plot thickens ... He's a psych patient...' That's the only conclusion I have.

"Hey! I drew that spaceship!" He exclaimed excitedly, pointing at a child's drawing that was laminated and stuck above the door we entered through.

I turned to face the direction he pointed at and realised that he might just be telling me the truth. That picture was indeed drawn by one of the shareholders' children - about 20 odd years ago.

And their son did have this room to himself.

'Wait...'

'He's the boy!?'

'The one who survived the ...'

'What the fuck!'

He's like a walking miracle in the medical world.

'Wow...'

'Oh. Yeah... The kid's name was Jeon Jungkook!'

'Ssi-bal...' I'm so slow today.

I blame the long hours I've had to work.

"You're a walking miracle Mr. Jeon." I said matter-of-factly, in my doctor's tone.

"Yeah... So does this mean I can stay?" He blinks his long beautiful lashes at me.

I sighed. I'm not sure how the bosses would see this. But he was so cute I couldn't bring myself to say no.

"Okay... but won't the officials ask you to leave?" I asked.

"Nope. Besides ... I kind of took over my father's shares to the hospital now. Dad is here to make it official."

'Huh?!'

"But you want to wait for me to finish my shift? I'm confused." I shrugged.

"Yes. Goodness, woman, are you slow? I want to date you." Jungkook's eyes darkened and his voice deepened as he spoke that last sentence. He sprung off the bed and walked towards me.

I felt butterflies in my stomach at his words, but I also wanted to strangle him for calling me slow.

My jaw had dropped to the sanitized floor in complete shock.

'What?'

This wasn't happening. I'm just dreaming. I'll wake up in my little bunk bed and see that I've overslept.

I looked up to protest, but he was already towering over me, with a heated stare.

'This man meant business...'

"Look- " but I didn't get any more words out because he'd sealed his lips to mine so suddenly, I almost fainted.

Jungkook wrapped his arms around my waist once more, pulling me flush against his body. We fit together so perfectly, it scared me.

My hands were pressed against his chest, and he held me as if this was the last thing he was allowed to do. His lips were so soft and warm, coupled with the cold metal of his lip ring, which made me hold the kiss.

I felt his tongue sliding over mine - I'd been sucking on his bottom lip because at this point I'd given in to my intrusive thoughts and kissed him back. He hummed in pleasure at the contact and I felt the back and forth banter as he deepened our kiss.

All the while, his hand had snaked its way up my back, all the way to the nape of my neck. His other hand had gripped my waist firmly, pressing me close to his body possessively.

Time seemed as if it had come to a complete standstill. Nothing and one mattered but Jungkook. And I didn't care if anyone saw me kissing our new boss...

'New boss?'

'Fuck... He is such a good kisser...' Am I losing my mind?

Perhaps I need to stop by the psyche ward later. I need to get a check up done. Here I am kissing the new shareholder because I can't stop staring at him and I definitely couldn't get him off my mind since he bumped into me earlier this morning.

"You're a really great kisser doc." He murmured against my lips.

"Shut up and kiss me again." I murmured back, taking advantage of his parted lips, to which he chuckled and picked me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his hips.

He pressed me up against the wall, holding me up as his lips traced my jawline, sending shivers and small shocks of pleasure all over my body.

'That darn lip ring...'

It felt sinfully good when he kissed me.

Slowly, I felt his lips press against my neck and I gasped in surprise. My eyes opened in shock and he stopped, looking at me with concern in his beautiful eyes.

"Are you alright?" He asked me, his worry for me creasing his brow.

"Uh-huh... It's just... This is so soon Jungkook. I don't even know you." I reasoned. "And I really want to get to know you better." I assured him, finally showing him more sincerity.

"Ahh... yes. S- sorry about this. I just can't help it." He blushed brightly as he gently set me down.

'He ran his fingers through his hair, looking like a Greek god.'

'I died slowly inside.'

"How about we meet after that meeting then? I'll take you home to change and we can go for dinner?" He asked, so sure I'd say yes.

"Yes..." I breathed out, unsure what was wrong with me.

'Carpe diem!'

"I- I've liked you for a while now... I didn't expect to bump into you today." He confessed.

'Oh... Well, that explains the kiss and the dating thing.'

In sooth... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him. And it wasn't just sexual either. Something about him felt like a balm to my aching soul. Just standing here with him soothed away my built up exhaustion.

He took me by the hand and led me to the boardroom, a big smile on his handsome face. We sat next to each other, waiting for the others to join us.

"I won't let anything affect our relationship. I really want to get to know you better." I admitted to him. And I felt an unspoken understanding pass between us.

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After the meeting

It turns out Jeon Jungkook, my new boyfriend, is truly the new shareholder of this hospital - but he's asked that I work on a special project for him.

At that he gave me a little saucy wink that I swear had missed literally every single board member's and every doctor's notice. It was ludicrous.

We stayed back after the others had exited the room, including his father, Jeon Hwan-Joon.

"Hmm... So, Dr. Soo-Ah, what do you say we go on our first date now?" He winked at me, his hand in mine.

Jungkook had held on to my hand during the entire meeting, comforting me silently. No one noticed thankfully, unless they crawled under the table, which was highly unlikely.

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Later that evening

"Wow! Look at you beautiful!" He greeted me with a broad smile as he crossed the threshold, his eyes bright as he met mine, standing here in the living room.

My parents were out of town, so I let him in.

At this point I didn't even care if anyone noticed me bringing a man home.

Most of them would be celebrating anyway.

"Haha, very funny. All I did was have a nice, long overdue, hot shower and straightened my hair." I narrowed my eyes at my new boyfriend.

"Hmmm all that without me there?" He exclaimed, raising a sexy pierced eyebrow at me, which caused my heart to beat even faster.

I wanted to touch his eyebrow and I wanted to run my tongue over that lip ring again. His lips tasted good too... Maybe - 'no, bad Soo-Ah!'

'What the hell is wrong with me?'

"Is everything okay Jagiya?" He asked, his eyebrows knitted together in concern.

"Huh? Oh yeah... Hehe... I'm fine." I laughed nervously. "Just... Intrusive thoughts, you know..." I chuckled nervously once more.

"Hmmm... You mean like this?" Jungkook asked me, he pulled my hips closer to him and placed a sensual kiss on my neck.

Oh my goodness... Where am I?

"Or, was it like this?" He says in a husky, breathy voice as he kissed my lips more seductively, using his tongue to tease me. His hands kneaded my hips, and a moan escaped my throat.

'Uhm... What is my name?'

He stopped as suddenly as he started and watched me, satisfied with his little stunt to catch me off guard.
I'm glad he's holding onto me. I clutched onto his crisp white shirt and might have fallen with how weak in the knees I felt.

"I - think it is more a mixture of the two ..." I murmured between kisses. 'Ssi-bal!'

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We visited a beautiful restaurant in the middle of the city. It was set at the highest point in Seoul and we had a 360° view of the entire city while we ate.

Jungkook treated me like a princess. I've never felt this special in my entire life. Not even on my birthday.

We ate and drank and talked for hours. After dinner, we went for a stroll along the promenade, hand in hand, as the cool night air pleasantly caressed our faces.

People didn't pay us much attention in this part of the city. Most of the rich, aristocrats lived here, so we had our own privacy. The night felt magical with Jungkook, and I certainly hoped that we could share many, many more like this one.

"Red looks good on you. You should wear it more when we go out." He whispered in my ear as we stood on the balcony, watching the city below us.
His arms were possessively wrapped around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder.

"For you, I will even wear red scrubs." I grinned cheekily, earning a low chuckle from him.

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Three years later...

At the hospital, the paediatric ward.

It turned out that the special project my boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook had mentioned that he needed my help with was the new Paediatric ward he'd asked me to help him open for children with special needs.
Without even knowing, he'd made my biggest dream as a doctor come true. So, naturally I took him up on the offer.

I was now the head Paediatric here and my now fiance, Jungkook, often took it upon himself to entertain the children with some of his many talents.
On Mondays he'd have a singing performance where he played the guitar and sang all kinds of songs to the children. He even took requests.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays he'd read to the children and on Wednesdays and Fridays, he'd bring in exciting videos or movies that would spark their imaginations.
On weekends, we usually had tutors in to assist the older children with any schoolwork so that they didn't feel like they were missing out on life. We also had outdoor activities for the children that were well enough to either walk with aid or be wheeled out.

If we weren't at the hospital, then we were exploring a foreign country or planning our wedding.

Life has never been sweeter.

"You know Jagiya... I'm glad I bumped into you that day, all those years ago. Thank you for filling my life up with love and joy. I love you Jungkook." I whispered to him one evening as we snuggled up together on the couch, watching television after a long day at work. I rested my head on his chest and he wrapped an arm around me.

"I'm glad I didn't waste time in making you mine. I love you too Soo-Ah." He placed a peck on my forehead.

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----- The end -----

A/n: Hi everyone 👋🏻 I hope you enjoyed this one.

I kind of made up a name for JJK's dad in this short story. I don't think it's a real Korean name (please forgive me).

Genre: Sexy-Sweet romance