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A Jin x Namjoon story…
“Sunbae sunbae!!” a young nurse ran frantically towards Jin, who was currently enjoying his lunch break.
“Wae yo? Is there an emergency?” Jin immediately stood and asked.
“Aniyo,” she said with a pant, “I just encountered small little…problem.”
Guessing that the situation isn’t that bad from the nurse’s expression, he sat back down and crossed his arms, “Bomi ssi, your ‘small little problem’ doesn’t sound small at all.”
“Ayyyy sunbae…” she smiled sheepishly as she punched Jin lightly.
“You have been in the hospital for merely three months and did you count how many problems you have caused? Firstly you gave a patient the wrong set of medicines; then you almost draw blood from the wrong patient, and so, what now?”
“This time round…it’s not really my fault…” Bomi uttered under her breath with her tip of her fingers touching.
“What is it?”
“There’s this patient, claimed to be a VVIP, and he requested a male nurse to be in charge of him.”
“He requested a male nurse? That’s weird, don’t guys prefer female nurses?”
Bomi simply shrugged her shoulders and pointed to the VIP private room that is not too far away. Being the most senior nurse in the department, Jin had no choice but to deal with this seemly hard to please patient personally.
As he stepped into the room, he was welcomed by a blond hair guy, who is concentrating on his iPad. He doesn’t seem to notice Jin’s presence, and Jin took the chance to scan him. The name ‘Kim Namjoon’ was written beside his bed, and he looked pretty okay, looks wise and body wise, as in he doesn’t look like one that needs to be hospitalized.
“Sir…” Jin said in most polite tone.
“Oh you’re here,” he reacted, before scanning Jin from head to toe with his eyes.
“I heard that you requested for a male nurse, sir.”
“Ne, I did.”
“So here I am. I would be in charge of you for the next three days.”
“Great. I don’t wish to have any of those females to enter my room. Only you, you only.”
After thirty minutes of intense ordering and servicing, Jin finally came out of the room, and was welcomed by a group of busy-body nurses and gathered around him.
“So, what did you do sunbae? What happened? Tell us everything!!” Bomi said, emphasizing the last word.
“He seems pretty nice to me, but he strictly forbid females to enter the room.”
“Ayyy is he gay?” another junior nurse commented.
“Aniyo,” Bomi replied, “he’s married, to the daughter of some established company. He’s rich, and definitely straight.”
“He said the reason behind that condition was because his wife is kinda paranoid, so to be safe…” Jin explained.
“Ne ne!! The reason why he became for a full body check-up was to make sure that his body condition is not the reason why the couple isn’t having a child for almost three years. By the way, what did you do in there sunbae?”
“Erm…I helped him changed into our hospital suit. He said he sprained his wrist although it looks pretty fine to me. But yea, I agree that he’s a little bit weird, he came very close to my face when I was trying to button his shirt, and even commented that I smelled nice!” Jin cringed at the thought of that.
In the evening…
Jin’s pager rang, and it showed that room 59 was calling. Immediately, he brisk-walked to the VIP room. However, he was shocked by the sight in front of him. Back facing him was Mr Kim Namjoon, enjoying the scenery outside, half-naked, with merely a towel wrapping his lower body.
“Err Kim Namjoon ssi…may I help you?” Jin stuttered.
Namjoon quickly turned over and smiled, “Ne, I need some help with my clothes. I just took a shower and you know…my wrist isn’t working well.”
“Ahhh sure.”
Jin officially labelled him as ‘weird’ as he unfolded the new set of clothes on the bed and approached Namjoon nervously. Namjoon simply crossed his arms and stared at the nurse in silence.
“Err…do you mind if I remove the towel?”
“Ne, sure.”
As told, Jin took a deep breath and slowly unwrapped the towel from Namjoon’s body. He wasn’t wearing anything inside. Although it should be a normal thing for guys to see each others’ body, Jin could not help but feel embarrassed as his face became crimson red.
Trying hard to avoid that long one, Jin successfully finished with the pants. And now for the shirt. Swallowing his saliva for the nth times, Jin took one last peek at Namjoon’s defined body before guiding his hands in the sleeves of the shirt.
Namjoon obviously saw that ‘abnormal’ movement of Jin’s eyes and smirked. It was part of his plan and he was enjoying it like there’s no tomorrow. Jin fixed the shirt before buttoning from the top. His hands were trembling and already had difficulty with the first button.
Namjoon’s face went near his cheeks, and he whispered seductively, “you seem nervous Seokjin ssi.”
“A-aniyo.”
“You look cute when you’re nervous.”
“Ne?” Jin immediately backed away upon hearing this weird statement, “I don’t think it’s appropriate for a married man to make such a comment.”
“Ahhh seems like you did some research on me? That’s right, I’m a married man, but so what, I’m just eyeing for her money. And I’m actually gay.”
“Ne?” Jin exclaimed in a higher pitch. He wasn’t the type to discriminate gays, he was just surprised that this patient that he had just met few hours ago is being so honest with him. And what made him even more shocked was the fact that Namjoon was making small steps towards him.
Jin took a step back every second, only to feel his back against the wall. He literally stopped breathing, especially when Namjoon placed his hand on the wall behind him.
Their faces were that close, too close for comfort for two normal guys. But Jin knew deep inside, he was feeling a tinge of excitement and anticipation. Namjoon held up with his chin with his two fingers, before bringing their noses together.
“Your wrist…” Jin stuttered, “it’s…fine.”
“Where can I find a better excuse for you to stay close to me?”
“What- what do you want?”
“You. I want you.”
“You’re married Namjoon ssi.”
“Just treat me as single, for these three days at least.”
Jin took a deep breath and shut his eyes tight. He wasn’t sure what kind of hint was he sending but it doesn’t really matters. He doesn’t want to think much currently and just simply wanna go with the flow, and let Namjoon be in control. Telepathy seemed to work, and Namjoon indeed made his moves. Jin felt something soft on his lips, which made him to open his eyes slightly.
It was Namjoon, his face was as close as ever.
At this moment, Jin’s pager rang again. And it gave him the shock of his life. He immediately pushed Namjoon away, and ran out of the room. He looked at his pager and it was simply a reminder for ‘dinner time’ for the patients.
He went to a corner to settle his thoughts. What the heck did he do just now? He freaking kissed a patient, a god damn guy for goodness sake!
It actually felt good he gotta admit but why? Is he gay too? Is that the point now? The patient is freaking married and he is the freaking third wheel. Wait…did Namjoon even say they’re together? It just merely a kiss…yea…a kiss…it doesn’t mean anything right?
Jin pushed the trolley of food along the corrider, and there was only one left. A special one with a cover on top to keep it warm. He pushed it to the VIP room and heaved a deep breath again. This is gonna be his third time entering that room and he wasn’t sure what to expect now.
He tiptoed in, with the tray of food in his hands. He placed it on the table in front of Namjoon, without a word, before making his way out.
“Jeogi!” Namjoon called out.
“Ne?” Jin turned back to face him, praying hard it would be a short conversation and he could quickly get out of that romm.
“I need someone to feed me. Remember…my wrist is injured.”
“No it isn’t, it was fine just now…” Damn it, why did Jin had to mention ‘just now’.
“It isn’t fine now, after not seeing you for some time…”
“Stop fooling around Namjoon ssi, I got some other things to do.”
“I’m sad to say but Seokjin ssi, I have already reserved you for the next three days, so…you have no other things to do other than serving me. And my wrist injury is written clearly on my medical record, you can’t doubt that.”
That smirking Namjoon really pisses Jin off but what can he do? He needs his job and he wasn’t ready to lose his job thanks to some rich kid who’s being unreasonable. And so, he sat on the bed and took the bowl of rice.
After chewing that mouthful of rice, Namjoon asked, “can I ask you something?”
“Shoot.”
“What do you feel about just now?”
“Just now?”
“Ne, just now, when we kissed.”
“I forgotten about it,” Jin replied coldly.
“Ayyy don’t lie. You’re actually very bothered about it.”
“Am not.”
“You are!! Ever since you came in with the food, you haven’t been closing your lips or licking your lips. It’s all dried up. And that means you either 1) hate that kiss so much even touching your lips irritates you or 2) you don’t wanna erase the trace of my lips on yours.”
“I’ll go with 1.”
“Okayyy…seems like we need to kiss more for you to get use to it,” Namjoon said with a wink.
“Kim Namjoon ssi, if you continue to be such an asshole, I can report you for sexually harassing me.”
“Whoaa, chill man! But if I’m not wrong, sexual harassing is when one party isn’t feeling comfortable. And I’m pretty sure you enjoyed that kiss earlier on.”
“Aniyo!”
“You almost extend your tongue!!”
“I did not!”
“As I said, you look cute when you’re nervous.”
And that marks the end of their first encounter in the hospital…
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