taehyungs pov
as an Olympic swimmer, i believe that the key to successful swimming is breathing. if you breather perfectly, you'll survive.
i cant say that for sure though, since im not a swimmer. its just speculation but using my common sense, i believe that breathing skills are vital
•~A month later~•
Jin entered his office wearing a face of disgust as he sat down on his office chair behind his desk and grabbed a hold of his temples.
"if i have to do one more prostate exam today, i am gonna scream."
imagine if a swimmer never breathed while swimming. hed pass the hell out in the water and drown.
what a shame that would be... wouldn't it?
I laughed and handed him the latte ive ordered for myself down at the cafeteria.
" seems like you need this more than me" i laughed.
"you have no idea- imagine waking up at 5 in the morning, after getting a maximum of 3 hours of the sleep, if your lucky... just to.come into work to press a camera up peoples assholes. im a surgeon for gods sake, not a resident!" he ranted.
"that sucks ass, sorry for the pun, but it does."
its so funny how the human brain works sometimes... when your brain is too preoccupied, it forgets to perform important functions, such as the ability to breathe.
all we have to do- its very simple actually. we have to remind our brains to breathe. thats all.
"the OR has been so quiet recently. no major cases has been brought in for the.past few days" he sighed.
"isnt that like... a good thing?" I cocked my head to the side.
" NO! i mean, for me its not. i love working on almost dying peoples insides. that just brings so much joy to my life. becoming a general surgeon was probably the best decision ive made in my life." he sighed contently.
"you are... i dont know what to do with you." i looked at the excited blonde, not knowing what to say.
Jin looked down at his watched and his eyes lit up.
"ooo, its time for my rounds. shoo fly!" he shoved me out of the office.
"i swear you love your job more than you love me" i pouted once we reached the door.
"i do love my job more than you because unlike you, this job brings me an income and happiness whereas you drain my income and bring me stress."
"ouch"
"bye now" he chimed as he slammed the door closed in my face.
"rude!"
by telling our brains to breathe, we feel kinda normal again and continue with the rest of the days activities, feeling at ease. is that not a nice feeling to have? to be able to breathe instead of being suffocated?
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