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Minho sighed as he filled out paper work for the last two patients he had treated. He noted the medication he had given them, dosage and time. It was a slow Thursday evening. He felt his phone buzz in the pocket of his scrubs and grinned. He bit his bottom lip as he finished writing out all the paper work and then went in the computer and filled the info in there as well. It was annoying having to do it twice. The hospital was updating the computer system and until it was 100% done they had to do both paper work and computer filing. It was what it was.
Once Minho was completely finished, he placed the file folders back where they belong and grabbed his phone, unlocking it quickly.
Thinking about you…
Minho grinned but fixed his face as fast as he could. He rolled his bottom lip between his teeth as he typed back quickly.
Oh yeah? What about me exactly..?
He locked his phone and slid it back in his scrub’s pocket. He reached up and ran his finger over his collar. It was pretty and perfect for him. He had been allowed to pick it out. That was just the type of alpha Chan was.
“Minho sweetie, do you mind doing the water run? They were short upstairs so I sent them Jiwoo.”
“Yeah! No problem!” Minho told his supervisor. Minho was the newest and youngest nurse in the unit, having had just started a couple of months ago. He mostly handled intensive care patients. Minho felt satisfied doing it. The patients were all critical and everything he did mattered. He began to walk to the kitchenette to begin to fill pitchers of water when his phone buzzed again.
He slid into the small room and quickly took his phone out and unlocked it.
The way you looked on top of me this morning…
Minho grinned and felt himself flush over his neck as another text came in.
The way you looked underneath me last night…
Minho loved this. He loved how sweet and sexy Chan was. He got butterflies at the thought of his alpha.
And to think… we get to do it all over again tonight and tomorrow morning alpha…
Minho grinned and slid his phone back in his pocket. He took a deep breath in and out and shook his head. He had to focus on the water.
Minho had barely 10 more minutes to go in his shift. He was at the nurses station on the computer making sure he had filled everything out correctly when the elevator dinged opened and a couple of nurses rolled a new patient in. Minho looked up, frozen for a second as he looked upon the bed. All he could see was a tuft of dark hair and a person with an oxygen mask on. Minho stared at the face. Whoever it was had been beaten, severely. Their face was swollen and heavily bruised. The slim arms that laid on either side on the body were also bruised. Minho frowned looking around. He couldn’t believe someone in that state was completely alone.
Minho rushed to finish what he had left to do and once he was done walked over to the room the new patient had been put in. He was hooked up to every monitor. Minho picked up his chart and read it, becoming more distressed as he took in all it said.
“Omega. John Doe. Induced coma.” He shook his head and looked at the two nurses setting up the room. “What happened to him?”
“We don’t know,” the first nurse said. She sighed as he looked over the young man in the bed. “I’m… surprised he’s still alive.”
“Well… we shall see in seven days,” the other nurse said softly. He looked up at Minho. “Someone in an old beat up car literally dumped him at the door. It took us a while to get him off the pavement. We had to stabilize him.” He shook his head.
It took Minho a moment to realize his mouth was hanging open. Minho had always known he had a wonderful and loving family but he didn’t know how lucky he truly was until he had begun to work at the hospital. When he and Chan had mated and bought a home, they had chosen a lovely suburb right outside a large city, and the hospital Minho worked at was downtown. He had begun to see it all from the start. The abuse or betas and omegas was rampant. All types too, mental, physical and sexual.
“Was he raped?” Minho asked softly, looking though the paper work. It was bad enough the poor young man was beaten almost to death. To have endured a sexual assault would have been horrific.
“No,” the first nurse replied, lifting her brows. “Thank god,” she mumbled under her breath. Minho agreed.
Minho put the patient’s file down and went to help finish hooking everything up. Once they were all done, Minho felt his phone vibrate again. He knew it was Chan texting him letting him know he was there. The two nurses exited the room and Minho looked over the young man, monitors beeping and machines purring. He couldn’t help but walk over and caressed the young man’s head, his heart heavy. He hoped, whoever the poor young man was, would recover and never experience anything like whatever had happened to him ever again.
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Changbin had gotten out of the passenger side for Minho, but the omega told him he could stay in the passenger’s seat. One of the things Minho loved the most about the two alphas in his small pack was how intuitive they were. They sensed Minho wasn’t in the mood to socialize and they let him be. He sat in the back seat, looking out the window at the blurring lights as they drove by. Chan asked Minho what he was in the mood to eat and Minho said whatever they wanted. They stopped for some drive through and no one questioned Minho when they got home and he only ate a few bites and then went upstairs to get into a warm bath. The alphas always cleaned up anyway.
Minho stayed in the warm bath a long time, until the water started turning cold. By the time he got out and walked to his bedroom, the downstairs was already dark and Chan was in their bed, reading.
“Hey,” he said softly, putting his book down when he saw Minho enter the bedroom.
“Hi,” Minho replied. He suddenly remembered the flirty texts he and his alpha had been exchanging mere hours ago. Chan was a young alpha, barely in the first years of his prime and his sexual hunger was healthy to say the least. Minho knew, if it was up to Chan they would be mating nightly and each morning, and honestly, Minho usually had no issue with that. But the incident at the hospital had affected him deeply. He couldn’t shake it.
Chan opened up his arms and tilted his head, giving Minho a sweet smile. Minho had a hard time showing vulnerability, but he gladly crawled into bed and sought refuge in Chan’s arms. He didn’t feel like crying but he shivered, almost uncontrollably. He closed his eyes, seeing the young omega in the hospital when he did so. He suddenly wished he was there, so the young man wouldn’t be alone.
“Something the matter?” Chan asked softly. “Did something happen at the hospital?”
Minho sighed. Chan was wonderful. Safe. Understanding. Practically perfect. He was everything Minho had ever imagined a pack alpha should and could be. Even at his young age, Chan had more maturity and compassion than so many alphas. It was wonderful and it was the reason Minho truly trusted Chan fully.
Minho closed his eyes, flashes of the young brutalized omega in his mind. “Just before I left, they brought in a young omega. He looked young. Still a teen. Someone had beat him so bad. I’m sure they were trying to kill him.”
“Oh,” Chan nodded. Minho heard the understanding in his voice. He pulled Minho in closer, caressing him. “Will he make it?” Chan’s voice was a soft whisper.
“I hope so,” Minho replied just as softly. He was aware of how small his voice sounded. He wished it didn’t but he didn’t care at the moment. He shivered more and slid closer to his alpha. Chan tenderly pulled Minho onto his lap, so Minho was straddling him and squeezed him.
Minho wasn’t sure when he started crying but once he realized his cheeks were wet, he just let himself go. Chan rocked him gently and cooed softly at him. Minho squeezed around his neck, pressing their bodies closer. Chan was so wonderful. Minho kissed Chan’s warm neck and then suddenly Minho just needed him. He didn’t know what got into him. He didn’t care. He took Chan’s face in his hands and kissed his mouth, greedy and hungry. He felt the slight hesitation in Chan, seeing as Minho was crying.
“Please,” Minho begged sweetly. Chan would never refused him.
Chan nodded and soon enough they were both naked. Minho rolled onto his belly and bent his knees under him, presenting himself to his alpha. It felt so good when Chan entered him. Minho closed his eyes and whined softly. Chan bent over him, his muscular chest pressed to Minho’s back. Chan had one muscular arm under Minho, anchoring him in place, the other hand covering Minho’s fingers intertwined. Chan’s soft full lips were kissing Minho everywhere they could. His pace was hungry, but not overly rough. Chan’s desire was so evident, as was his love and need for his omega.
Minho kept his eyes closed, just feeling. He felt scared and needy and he needed Chan to make it all better. Minho wasn’t the best at talking things out. Vulnerably made him feel so strange. This was good. This was what he wanted and needed. Chan growled and placed his teeth on Minho’s shoulder. The alpha loved to bite but Minho didn’t like it and this was their compromise: teeth on skin, but not marking. Minho loved how powerful Chan felt, his body was so warm and so large. It felt wonderful.
“My Minho,” Chan whispered softly at Minho’s ear. His voice was tender and so sweet. Minho felt Chan wrap his palm around his erection, Minho gasped and fucked into Chan’s hand, whiny and needy. Minho needed it. He needed the release. Chan sucked on his earlobe, stroking him to the pace of their fucking. When Minho came he saw stars, his body felt hot and pliant and Chan pressed into him as he filled Minho with his release.
They laid there a moment, panting and sweaty, basking in all they were feeling. Chan made to pull out but Minho whined and pulled on him. Chan stayed still, deep inside his omega. He hugged Minho tight, spooning him.
“I’m here, baby,” Chan whispered. “I’m here.” Minho didn’t even feel when he fell asleep.
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Minho walked briskly to the elevator. He nodded and smiled at a couple of nurses he knew before slipping into the staff elevator and hitting the number 3 button. He was a bit tired. He had woken up at about 3 am and had woken Chan up. This time Minho was on top until he had orgasm and then had demanded Chan fuck him as hard as he could. His alpha obliged, obviously. They hadn’t had much time to cuddle since Minho began at 5 am that day. When Chan had dropped him off, he had noticed the worried look on his alpha’s face.
“I’m fine,” Minho said with a small grin and Chan knew better than to push for him to talk his feelings out. They had kissed and Minho had told him he would see him later.
Minho sighed as he stepped out the elevator, walking to the nurses’s locker room and getting himself ready. Once he was ready, Minho made a bee line for the room the young omega that had been brought in to the night before. Minho checked his chart and saw not much had changed. The sun still hasn’t come up and the room only had the light of a soft lamp above the young man’s bed. Minho walked over and caressed his hand.
“Morning,” a soft voice came from behind. Minho jumped a little and looked as a fellow nurse came in and picked up the young man’s chart.
“Morning,” Minho replied. He bit his lip. “Has… his alpha or pack alpha been notified? I noticed it still saw John Doe in his chart.”
The nurse made a sad face as she wrote in the chart and then walked over and added medicine to the IV drip. “Yeah, we’re waiting for the office personnel to come in. He didn’t have a cuffs or a collar on him so it seems they’re gonna have to contact the authorities to come and fingerprint him. Either he ran away and we’ll have to contact his alpha or he’s been abandoned.”
Minho felt coldness spread to him. He felt his mind race. Maybe the young man had run and had been assaulted. But, if a lone omega was assaulted, Minho was sure he would have been raped. It was the main reason omegas were assaulted. Also, his attacker wouldn’t have brought him to the hospital. No. Minho swallowed. What if the alpha that was meant to care for him did this to him? Minho’s mind was spinning. He shook it slightly.
“Personnel should be in at 8 right?” Minho asked.
“Right,” the nurse answered.
Minho checked his watch and smiled at his coworker. He had work to do. “Alright see you later,” Minho smiled.
“See ya!” The young beta called out as Minho walked out of the room.
Time seemed to go by super slow for Minho. Finally, at about 20 past 8, Minho saw a hospital employee in office attire and a couple of police officers walk into the young omega’s room. Within 10 minutes they were coming to the nurses’s station. Minho busied himself with some files as he saw the police officer use their fax machine.
“Thank you so much officers,” the hospital employee said, shaking hands with both cops.
“Give it 20 to 30 minutes and then you can check the status on your computer. We all run off the same government program. If he has been abandoned, well once he can walk on his own we can come and pick him up and get him off your hands,” one of the cops said.
“Thank you so much,” the middle aged alpha said. She smiled at the police officers as they walked away.
Minho felt as if his head was buzzing. He had to do a round of medicine on the floor and once he was done he came back to the nurses’s station. He knew 45 minutes had passed. He looked around and saw everyone was busy. He quickly sat a computer and logged into the government website they used to identify patients. He found the name of his hospital. Only one John Doe was listen. Minho clicked on the name, hands shaking.
“Hwang Hyunjin. 17 years old. Voluntary termination of alpha guardianship.”
Minho swallowed. His head spun. Voluntary termination of alpha guardianship.
Minho logged off the computer and stood up. He filled out the patient charts he had taken out and filed them once he was finished. He smiled at a co worker as he stepped out of the nurses’s station. He stuffed his hands in his pockets so no one could see how they were trembling.
“I’m gonna go take my break. Is that alright?” Minho asked.
“Yeah!” The fellow nurse said. “You’re overdue for yours.”
“Ok,” Minho nodded and walked briskly to the small break-room they had. He took his phone out of his pocket and began typing as quick as he could. He hit send. Chan could fix it. Chan could fix anything.