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"Do you know what colour, yet?" Cudy asked from behind me. I hummed for a moment thinking about what to answer with
"I wanted to ask about red... because it is natural, to some extent," I started. "But, if not, then back to black."
"As long as it's a suitable red - And isn't over the top! - then that's fine," she answered. "It's a shame, 'cause the mint makes you look very handsome."

She turned the corner, leaving me flustered.

I entered the office, MRI scans in hand, the eager eyes of my team darting in my direction.
House is already turning on the light screen for me to put them up. Following suit, I put them up and sat down so the others could see clearly. Or, well, as clear as you can with an MRI scan.

Chase stands to take a closer look, "Looks like there's an air bubble in the frontal lobe."
"That's no air bubble, it's a tumour," Forman corrected.
"That's not the only one, either," I got closer, "They're everywhere."
"He's right, they're in the cerebrum, temporal lobe, corpus callosum and even the amygdala and pituitary gland."

"He needs them removed. And fast," Cameron piped up.

"No... the tumours are too small, we'll kill him. It's too risky," Forman finished.

"He'll die otherwise!" Cameron fired back, as the rest stood by and watched the two rip each other's ears off with equally good reasons as to why the surgery should or shouldn't happen.

After a couple minutes, we broke up the contest and agreed on asking the patient what he wanted to happen.

As me and Chase stood to leave and speak with our patient, House called me into his sectioned part of the office.

So things weren't delayed, Chase went with Cameron, to the patient.

"Min, hurry up," House grumbled as he held the door open for me. I slipped out a small 'thanks' as I scurried into the room.

"What did you need?" I asked, standing idly by his desk in the corner of the room, as he takes a seat.

"So... when we're you gonna tell me me that you were a father? Of three," he stated, staring into my eyes.

I looked at my feet as I stumbled over my words, not too sure of what to say at the very moment in time. After a couple minutes of me mumbling non existent words, I ended with a simple 'I dunno'.

"Well, legally, I have to let you leave now," the bored man stated, fiddling with the large tennis ball he had on his desk.
I let out a sound of understanding before nodding with the whisper of a 'right'.

"I'll have to let you off at this time every weekday - unless you have someone at home with them, that we have proof of... But on weekends you will have to work longer shifts," House explained, passing the ball to me, no longer finding one player catch that fun.

"I'm okay with that, as long as you are," I state, tossing the ball right back. He catches it spot on nodding his head and letting me leave.

I turn and head to the locker room. I look for my locker, opening it with my key. I go to put my lab coat away and grab my bag, before fishing for my car keys in it and heading to the parking lot.
Before I could do so, I walked to the main office on the way so I could sign out.

As I recall where I parked my car, I walk out the warm building and into the breezy outdoors. I climb into the drivers seat and dump my bag on the seat beside me as I put the keys into the ignition. The engine gives a rev before quieting down, I put the car into the right gear and head to the twins school, hoping to pick them up.

While driving, I gave Minhyuk a quick call just to make sure he hadn't already gotten the twins from school. And, to check up on him as I hadn't seen him yet that morning.

"Hey, baby. You okay? Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Well... it's a long story. I'll explain it all when we're both home. And, I was just gonna ask if you'd picked up the twins yet or if you hadn't? Because I can now if needed."

"I was on my way to go get them, but the traffic is craaaaaaaaaap~! So, if things look alright on your side, you can definitely go get them. If that isn't a problem for you, of course!"

"Of course it's not! I'd love to go get them! I hope things aren't too bad on your side, though..."

"I'll be alright, it's a clear path on the way back. I'll just-uh- do a... quick u-turn and I'll be alright for heading home."

"Okay! I'll see you in a bit!!"

"See you soon, baby."

"See you soon, Hyukie!"

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