Lookism Gun x Reader: How The Mighty Fall In Love

Wait, YOU'RE My Father?!

"Lukas?" I gasped as he walked in.

The last time I saw him was when he brought me back from Europe.

"You know him?" Gun asked.

"Yeah, he's...he's my doctor. The one that treated me when I was in that motorcycle accident."

"The one in Norway?" Goo tilted his head.

"Yeah."

(Idk if you guys remember him, but he has appeared before in the earlier chapters.)

"What were you doing in Norway anyways?" Goo asked confused.

"Riding motorcycles."

He raised an eyebrow and I tried to sit up a bit more.

"Now what the hell do you two want with me?" I asked sitting up.

"Wait, what about the doctor?" Gun asked.

"Oh, right. What's up Lukas?"

He's supposed to be in Europe watching over Plato's movement. So was Miller, what are they doing here?

Is it my fault?

"I just came for a quick check up." He said and the nurse hurried out the door.

Lukas walked over to me and glanced at Goo.

Gun rolled his eyes and pulled my brother out of the way.

Lukas took a small flashlight out of his coat pocket and I winced as the light shined into my eyes.

"Do you have any stomach, throat, or headaches? Nausea, pain, dizziness?"

"Nah."

"Don't lie to me YN, we were running tests on you, so either way, the truth will come out."

"Then why bother asking me?"

"The quicker we find a problem, the sooner we can fix it."

I rolled my eyes as he took my temperature.

"Okay, now that you're awake, I need to ask you a few personal health questions since it's been a while since you've seen a doctor."

"Personal health questions?"

"Are you currently sexually active, seeing someone, or possibly pregnant?"

"Did you just call me fat?! And aren't you supposed to send everyone out of the room first?!"

"Answer the questions."

"No, no, and you should know the answer to that."

"Have you smoked, done drugs, or drank liquor in the past 30 days?"

"No."

"Have you experienced fever, dizziness, or nausea in the past 30 days?"

"Other than right now due to the embarrassment of these questions? No. Are we done here? The only reason you're asking this is because Supreme Bun Bun Overlord completely forgot she was writing and that this isn't an actual doctor's appointment."

"Right, sorry. Last questions. Have you had thoughts of hurting yourself or others in the past 30 days?"

"Get the hell out of my room."

"I'm just asking the questions I'm legally required to ask." He scribbled down the answers. "I think we'll have to keep you for a few more days."

"Heck naw, get me the hell out of here." I shook my head.

"What happened was pretty serious, YN. Besides, as your legal guardian, Jordan gets to decide if and when you leave."

"If?!" I gasped.

"Legal guardian?" Goo choked out in shock.

"Oh, that's right! I forgot I adopted you!" Jordan laughed.

"Oh yeah...when and how did we pull that off?"

"I think it was about...three years ago? And money honey!" Jordan cheered.

"Yup. Legally, Jordan is your father. You poor thing..."

"HOLY FUCK, THAT'S RIGHT! I'MA FATHER!"

"HOLY FUCK, THAT'S RIGHT, I HAVE A FATHER!"
We looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Wait a minute, does that mean Cindy is my mother?"

"I'm leaving." Lukas turned and walked towards the door, still scribbling on his clipboard.

"Heck naw! I'm sorry, it seems you just can't get away from psychopathic moms."

I laughed and wheezed from the pain in my side.

Lukas looked up from his paperwork and turned to me.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!" I smile innocently.

"You're in pain. Rate it from 1-10, and where is it?" He put his clipboard on the side table and put on his stethoscope.

"Lukas, no, it's nothing!"

He put the cold metal against the skin of my chest and moved it around to listen better.

"Just tell me where the God damn fucking pain is."

"I'm not in-"

"Don't play with me right now." The 27 year old demanded.

(I can't remember if I gave Lukas an age but he's 27 now.)

"I gueeeeess it would be like.....my ribs or soooomethinnnhg lllliiiikkkkeee thaaaaaat."

"Your ribs?" He asked and lifted the blankets and my hospital gown.

"Jesus Christ, indecent!" I shrieked.

"Woman, with all the stupid shit you get yourself into, I've seen you inside and out, this is nothing." He said unbothered and as serious as always.

"Don't say it like that, you weirdo! People will get the wrong idea!"

"Is there someone in here that you're trying to look good for?" He asked and I blushed.

"Of course not!"

"Either way, if they've known you for five seconds, they know you've gotten into some weird things."

"Stop saying it like that! You're making it seem like I've been in a sex cult or something!"

"The pain is just from your broken ribs, all we can do is keep you still and give you painkillers."

He took out a syringe and stuck it into the IV.

"Wait, what does that do?" Goo asked still fighting with Gun on the down low.

"It's a painkiller, Mr. Kim. Yes it's the same painkiller we've been giving her all week so she shouldn't have a reaction. And yes, it's perfectly safe to have with all her other medication and yes I'm sure I gave her the correct dose, not to much or two little."

"See! The doctor knows all your questions already, lay off!" Gun elbowed Goo.

"You're lucking we're in the hospital already, bastard! Take your glasses off, I'm going to make you blind."

"Please stop." I rolled my eyes.

"Please, no fighting in the hospital. And don't stress her out. If you need me, I'll be visiting other patients."

And with that, Lukas left.