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Jongin sighs for the nth time this night. He’s been throwing his stress ball back and forth and he’s really bored. Amongst the four Kim brothers that ventured out in the Medical Field, Jongin is the most glorified one. He’s the youngest among the four brothers and it’s already known that the Kims never aimed to please people, they’re just already brought high up and thrown into the pedestal to bow down to.
Of course Jongin thinks that the same thinking is shit. His brothers are at the top of their field, his eldest brother Minseok is the Head of Orthopedic Surgery, his second brother Junmyeon is the Head of Cardiothoracic Surgery and he’s also one of the greatest cardiothoracic surgeons and his third brother Jongdae is the Head of Pediatric Surgery. Now, one would expect Jongin to be following one of their leads but the youngest never showed his interest in hearts, bones or kids for that matter.
His parents never forced him, never forced any one of them to take up medicine even though they own a medical facility and a hospital at that. His mother was a model and a fashion designer and his father was an engineer and a great business man, he made it his goal to push forward medical advancements which was probably the reason why their eldest son, Minseok pursued Medicine.They were like dominoes after Minseok, Junmyeon and Jongdae followed shortly and Jongin was left to wonder what he wanted to do. He had never actually questioned himself of his abilities but it’s just that he had never put his heart into something unlike what he did when he learned how to dance but that’s another story for another time.
Jongin thinks that he’s the most glorified Kim because he became a doctor at such a young age, he’s only 25 and he’s already almost on his last year of residency. People had commented that he had god-like hands not because they looked strong and beautiful but because Jongin had never lost a patient, even if he was just scrubbing in for a certain doctor’s second, he would still get the unwanted credit for the successful surgery.
He knows that people are sucking up to him because his father might not be the Chief of Surgery but he’s still the owner of the hospital and well the three Kim brothers are willing to beat up anyone who would dare cross their Little Jonginnie. It is one of the reasons why Jongin didn’t want to go to their departments even though he sometimes has to go under the service of his brothers, he tends to keep quiet and let other residents suck up to his brothers.
Which is why Jongin is stuck at the emergency room in the middle of the night and cursing the boredom that’s seeping in his veins, he knows he should be thanking God that no one had to be rushed to their hospital because of an accident because every life is precious.
An order made him jolt out of his seat when he heard the words coming from the most interesting person that Jongin has encountered. “Kim, come with me”
Now, don’t judge him. Jongin is sucker for cute things but aside from being cute, Dr. Doh Kyungsoo is a work of art, sculpted perfectly by God himself and his hands, now those hands were god-like. Kyungsoo is only a year older than Jongin but he’s already way up Jongin’s reach. The man is a brain doctor, it sounds stupid saying it that way but Jongin can’t bear it when he calls for a Neuro consult and Kyungsoo comes in walking like the God that he is. Being a neurologist or a neurosurgeon meant that you have to have the most stable hands because that’s the brain that we’re talking about, one wrong move and you won’t be able to talk or blink. Kyungsoo had lost patients before but they were always the toughest cases that no one dared to come close to, which leads to reason why Jongin is crushing on his senior.
“I said come with me” Kyungsoo demands in irritation
Jongin finally stood up and followed his squishy, cute boss into one of the consultation rooms. Kyungsoo is a head shorter than Jongin and even though the older would snap at anyone who would dare tell him that he’s short, he has no choice but to accept it when he’s next to Kim Jongin.
Jongin always admired the squishy cheeks but sharp jaw of Kyungsoo, he always wanted to trace the perfect nose of the man, the plush lips and God, the eyes, Kyungsoo had the most beautiful wide eyes that Jongin couldn’t help but get lost into every time the older looks at him.
There’s one more thing, Kyungsoo never cared about Jongin being a Kim. “I need you to help me with something” Kyungsoo says quietly
“That’s not a question” Jongin smirks a little, feeling proud that his boss was seeking for his help.
Kyungsoo actually never asked Jongin for anything. Yes, he had ordered the younger back and forth to do medical related things but he had never asked Jongin to fetch him coffee or anything of the sort unlike the other fellows or attendings who are not his brothers.
Silence filled the room and Jongin heard the deep sigh from Kyungsoo which made him panic a little. “I know. I have…I..” the older trails off before looking at Jongin with a blank expression.
“What is it? Is it about the patients? Did I mess up?!” Jongin asks in panic, he’s been under Kyungsoo’s service since the start of the week and he always made sure that he double checks everything before handing it to Kyungsoo.
“No. I’m going to be your patient and I need absolute disclosure” he says firmly.
Okay, the warning in Kyungsoo’s voice was easily understood by Jongin, it roughly translates into ‘Tell anyone about this and you’re the next patient with a skull opened on my OR’ and as much as Jongin likes Kyungsoo, he’s not willing to be a subject for experiment.
“Okay. Doctor-patient confidentiality, but I just want to point out that you’re the fellow surgeon here and I haven’t even declared my specialty and I know nothing about kids so, I just want to put it out there” Jongin points out with a sheepish smile
“Do I look like a fucking kid?” Kyungsoo snaps in exasperation, his hands flying to his head, pulling the tips of his glorious black silky hair.
Jongin held his tongue because even though Kyungsoo looked so hot getting all riled up and mad, he still wants to know what the favor was and how to maybe evolve it into dinner dates of some sort.
“I can’t get it up”
Jongin froze and held his breath, it was like all the air was suck out of his lungs and he’s not even flailing to get back his well-deserved oxygen. The shorter man was looking directly at him and suddenly the room felt like it was closing in on them.
“Uhm…” he uttered stupidly
Kyungsoo rolled his eyes at Jongin and sat on the edge of the bed before motioning Jongin to take a seat at the stool near the bed.
“They said you have God-like hands so I need you to help me out” Kyungsoo says quietly and suddenly everything made more sense.
Well that is more than interesting, he’s almost thankful that the rumor of his hands got out of the hospital but he also doesn’t want to erm fix this problem because it just meant Kyungsoo having to fuck someone and dating someone that may lead to marrying someone and that will leave Jongin a broken-hearted surgeon that will seek help from his good brother Junmyeon to have his heart sewn back to its perfect form.
“Did you get it checked?” a stupid question that Jongin knows but he had asked anyway
Kyungsoo scoffed at him and nodded quietly. “Sehun checked me and told me that I was just probably not lusting for someone. He used that term and he actually told me to fuck it out or get fucked”
“You…” Jongin didn’t trust his brain or his mouth to form coherent words so he stopped talking.
Kyungsoo got what he was trying to say because the older nodded at him. “I’m gay, yes. Anyway, it didn’t work and it’s just frustrating me because I feel sexually frustrated but I don’t feel anything at the same time, do I make sense?” Kyungsoo asks, his voice was nearing frustration and irritation.
“No” Jongin mumbles
Kyungsoo chuckled bitterly and shook his head. “Of course, you probably fuck around a lot” he says nonchalantly
Jongin gasped and glared at his boss. “Excuse you, I don’t fuck around” Jongin says, eyes wide and a full offended expression written all over his face.
“The nurses talk a lot, Kim” Kyungsoo points out
Jongin stands up, trying to pull back his pride. “Well they probably were talking about the wrong Kim because I haven’t slept with any of the nurses” he says firmly and confidently because he’s sure that he hasn’t slept with any of the nurses at all.
“Ah, right because Sehun is a doctor” Kyungsoo deadpans
Jongin’s eyes widened and all he wanted to do was go to the corner and sulk there for the rest of his life. Why are they even talking about his sex life! “OMFG. That was one time! We were drunk!” Jongin answers back and he was throwing his arms around him like a crazy person.
“Sehun told me to seek you out and ask for help” Kyungsoo says lightly, waving off the panic in Jongin’s voice.
Jongin finally calmed down once he realized that his crush didn’t care about his one night stand with his best friend. He sat down back on the stool and stared at his boss with a clueless expression. “I don’t know what you want me to do here. Sehun is the right doctor for your concern and it’s not like I can touch my boss or my patient”
“This is why I’m not approaching you as your boss or your patient” Kyungsoo says quietly.
Jongin watched as Kyungsoo stood up and straightened out his coat. Their pagers suddenly beeped and Jongin knows that there was an incoming patient but he needs to know how to help Kyungsoo.
“Then what?” he asks as he stands up as well.
He was towering over the older doctor but when the said man looked up at him and smiled a little, Jongin felt smaller than ever. “Date me”