Saving Lives Pt. 3

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. 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

EXO reacting to you saying yes to being their girlfriend

A/N: I’m kind of making this request how he reacts to when you say yes to his confession and on some of them, I’m writing how he confesses. Hope this is okay. ~admin L

Xiumin:

“Really? You’re not joking, right?” he asks. 

“No, I’m serious. I really like you, and I’ve been waiting for you to ask me.” 

“Well you should have said something sooner so I could have kissed you a long time ago,” he says as your cheeks begin to heat up.

Luhan:

“Is it because of my masculinity? Or because of my sexy physique?”

“Actually, I always thought you were adorable,” you say. 

“What?! I’m not adorable! I’m manly,” he says pouting. “I can’t believe she thinks I’m not manly,” he says more to himself. 

Suho: 

“So umm, I was wondering if umm, you would like to be my girlfriend,” Suho asks nervously, covering his face, thinking you’re going to reject him.

You remove his hands from covering his face and make him look at you. “Of course I want to be your girlfriend.” 

“Oh my god, really?” he says as he hugs you, laughing at his embarrassing confession. 

Lay:

“So I want to tell you something,” Lay starts. He invited you out for coffee to confess to you but that didn’t really turn out as planned. 

“Are you going to confess to me?” you ask casually. 

“Wait, what?! You know that I like you?”

“Well I kind of assumed because I always catch you staring at me when you think I’m not looking,” you confess.

He facepalms (gif), embarrassed that he made his attraction so obvious. 

“But,” you start, grabbing his attention. “I would love to be your girlfriend, if you’re asking.”

“Yes! Yes, I am asking!” he says a little too eagerly. This was easier than he thought.

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun offered to help you babysit to spend more time with you. He wanted to show you how great he is with kids. “Say ah~” he tells the child, trying to feed the child his lunch. “Look Y/N! Look at how he listens to me! I’m going to be a great dad one day.” 

“You’ll make a girl really lucky, Baek,” you say sarcastically. 

“I will make you happy, won’t I?” he says nonchalantly. 

“Me?” you ask embarrassed.

“Yeah, for when we have kids.”

“Umm, we’re not even dating, Baekhyun.”

“Well why don’t we start,” he asks, looking at you, waiting for a response.

“Uh, yeah, sure,” you say quietly. 

“Great,” he says smiling, going back to tending to the child. 

Chen: 

Chen leans his head on your shoulder while you’re watching TV. You look at him, to see he’s already looking up at you smiling (gif).

“What?” you question.

“Nothing, it’s just that you look so beautiful.”

You turn away, blushing. “Thank you,” you mumble.

“Be my girlfriend,” he said more than asked.

You turned back to look at him quickly. “What?”

“Be my girlfriend.”

“Oh, uh, okay.”

“Good,” he says, turning back to look at the TV, head still resting on your shoulder.

Chanyeol:

“I like you, Y/N. Would you please be my girlfriend?” He’s practicing asking you out in his room, but thinks he sounds stupid, afraid you’ll reject him. “God, Chanyeol, you’re such an idiot,” he beats himself up, ruffling his hair in frustration (gif).

“Y/N, will you please do me the honor of being my girlfriend,” he practices one more time. 

“Sure.”

He looks towards the door, to see you standing there. 

“Y/N! What are you doing here?”

“I was down stairs with the guys and I heard you say my name and the word idiot and I thought you were bad mouthing me so I came up here to confront you about it, but I guess I’m not the idiot you’re talking about.” 

“No, I- uh, was talking about myself,” he says quietly. 

“Well I don’t think you’re an idiot,” you walk over and sit next to him. “I would have said yes with however you asked me out so don’t get too aggravated about it.”

“Sorry, I just thought you wouldn’t like me back.”

“Well if you weren’t so in your head all the time, you would have noticed that I liked you too.” 

He smiles and reaches to hold your hand. “I promise I won’t be too occupied in my head and will try to become the best boyfriend ever.”

You squeeze his hand in reassurance. “Good.”

D.O.:

You invite him over to help you move into your new apartment. After you were done settling everything, you offer him a cup of coffee. You notice he was a bit distant. 

“Is something wrong, Kyungsoo?” you asked concerned. “You seem a little standoff-ish.”

“Its nothing, it’s just- I like you,” he admits. He looks down, too nervous to see your reaction (gif).

“I like you, too,” you say, getting his attention. 

“Really?”

“Yes, now stop acting weird.” He laughs, realizing he was acting up for no reason.

Tao:

You cheer on Tao at his soccer match. “Woo!! Go Tao!!”

Some of the players notice you and begin laughing. “Aww Tao, is that your girlfriend?” one of them taunts. 

You look down sadly, expecting Tao to laugh at you with the rest of the players but instead he walks up to you and grabs your face, kissing you firmly on the lips for everyone to see. He backs away after a couple of seconds, putting his arm around you. “Yeah, she is my girlfriend, so what?”

All the players quiet down and mumble apologies. You look up at him to see him scolding them. “I’m your what?”

He looks down at you and smiles. “You’re my girlfriend? Okay?” 

You smile back, “Sure.”

Kai:

You’re out bowling with Kai and are making wagers after every shot. It was Kai’s turn to bowl. “If I hit all the pins in this shot,” he starts, “you have to be my girlfriend.”

That took you by surprise but you were sure he couldn’t make all those pins. “Sure, why not?” you say casually. 

He walks up the runway and goes up to the pins getting ready to push the ball through. “Hey that’s cheating!” you exclaim.

“We didn’t make any rules,” he says getting into position. Right before he pushes the ball, the pins were blocked (gif). “Hey what the hell!” he says.

You begin laughing. “I guess I’m not going to be your girlfriend.”

“Wait no, that didn’t count,” he whines.

“It’s fine Kai, I’ll still be your girlfriend.”

“Really?”

“Yes, now come back here before you get hurt and we get kicked out.”

Sehun:

“Listen, I really like you, and I know this could be shocking but-,” he starts (gif), before you interrupt him.

“It’s not that shocking, I already know that.” 

“Wait, what? How?!” 

“Chanyeol told me,” you say casually taking a drink from your coffee. “He also said you were going to ask me out today.”

“Damn it Chanyeol,” Sehun grumbles.

“But it’s okay. I want to be your girlfriend.”

“Really?”

“Yep, now please don’t kill Chanyeol.” 

He smirks, “No promises babe.”

A/N: Hope you all liked it. This is our first reaction btw. Feel free to request. ~admin L

Midnight Snack

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 710 

Summary: Jungkook was more hungry than he thought. 

A/N: This was inspired by a series of tweets that Jungkook posted of him eating ramen. This is also our first story posted, let alone our first fluff so I hope you enjoy. ~admin L

It’s 1am and Jungkook is still awake scrolling through his Twitter feed when his stomach grumbles. He turns to his girlfriend and shakes her lightly. “Y/N, Y/N,” he whispers. “Hmmm?” she mumbles, eyes still closed. “Let’s go get some food.”

She opens one eye and looks at him questioningly. “It’s still dark outside, what time is it?” Jungkook nervously looks at his phone and mumbles, “1:06.” She closes her eye and turns around so her back is towards him, snuggling closer to her pillow. “Go to the kitchen, get yourself a snack and come back in twenty minutes,” she states sternly, eyes still closed. “You have a concert tomorrow so be ready.” “Yes ma'am.” Sometimes Y/N can be really scary, he thought, but without her, he would be a mess. He goes into the kitchen and searches through the cabinets for something to catch his eye. All he sees are ingredients to make something but he’s too lazy so he continues searching. He reaches the last cabinet and sees a box of instant ramen. He’s usually not one to eat that but at 1am, it seems really appetizing and easy to make. He grabs one and thinks that’s not enough. He grabs two more but he didn’t eat dinner today because he came back from practice pretty late so he grabs three more in a total of 6 instant ramen cups. While he’s preparing to make them he sees a tweet from a fan asking BTS what they were doing. Why not give the fans a little inkling of what their life is like outside of the cameras. He takes a picture of him preparing the ramen before setting his phone down and cooking it for a bit. While he was waiting for the ramen to cook, he was reading the comments the fans were saying about his eating habits and how it’s impossible for him to eat that much ramen. Really, he thought. Challenge accepted. After about three minutes of waiting for the ramen to cook, he takes another picture of him preparing to eat them. He looks at the ramen and thought no big deal and then dives in. “God, this is so good,” he groans. He’s slurping the contents from the cup so fast that next thing you know he’s done with his first one and he’s on with the next one… and then the next one… and then the one after that. Next thing you know he’s finishing his 6th cup of ramen. “That was so delicious,” he sighs. “What the hell Jungkook?!” He turns around to see his girlfriend with her hands on her hips. “You ate all my ramen!!” “Sorry, baby,” he mutters. “When we went grocery shopping you said you didn’t want any so I only brought some for me. And now you ate it all,” Y/N pouts. “I’m sorry, babe. I promise I’ll buy you all the ramen you want tomorrow,” he says with open arms. Y/N walks over to him and sits on his lap, embraced in his arms. “You promise?” He kisses her cheek, “I promise.” She turns to see Jungkook and starts giggling. “What?” he asks. “Your lips are really red. Babe, it looks like you’re wearing lip stick.” “They kind of burn from all the spiciness.” She gets up from his lap and starts walking towards their bedroom. “Then I guess you don’t get any kisses. Because your lips will hurt.” Jungkook gets up quickly and follows her. “No, I still want kisses. I can handle it.” She begins sprinting now. “Nope, your lips are going to hurt.” He catches up to her at their bedroom, wraps his arms around her from behind, spinning her around. “I want your kisses!” “No!” she giggles. “Fine then I’ll just give you kisses,” he says as he’s kissing her on every part he can get his lips on. Her cheek, her hair, her shoulder, her nose. “Fine!” she forfeits. “I’ll give you one kiss.” Jungkook lets her down and turns her around to face him, his hands on her hips. “Two kisses.” “Fine but then we go to bed.” “Deal.” She gives him his two kisses before going off to bed and awaiting a busy day.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it. Please feel free to message us with any requests or questions.    

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Your Saving Lives scenario looks good !!! :D i hope you update it soon ^_^

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH!! im really happy you like it, and yes I will probably update within a day or two so keep a look out for the next chapter

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