Plastic taste (Jensoo)

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~ Jisoo Pov ~

For most of my life I've been chasing a high.

Not drugs, not even sex, but success. Success is more intoxicating than anything I've ever experienced. It drives me, it pushes me, but most of all... it never disappoints me.

Currently, I'm the most successful I've ever been. I have a high paying job that I love, a nice apartment and a nice car. I mean, shit, I'm currently laying next to some naked woman in her bed. And no, I don't know her name. But I do know we had amazing sex last night. I also know I never have to see her again after I leave.

No strings. Just how I like it.

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I quietly get up and try to find my clothes, but sadly she wakes up before I could make my full escape-

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" She ask in a voice way to sexy to be her real one.

I turn around slightly to face her, but not to the point she can get me back in bed. "I have to get to work..." I say in a half whisper.

"You're a doctor, right?"

Here we go...

"Yeah, and I really have to go. You know how it is, saving lives and all."

I actually have no idea what this woman does for a living, and I don't stay long enough to find out. I hear her saying something as I close the door behind me but ignore it seeing as I actually do have to go.

After a quick coffee stop, I make it to the hospital with just enough time to change into my scrubs. Sadly my coworker Jungkook was also in the locker/changing room. He's a great doctor, don't get me wrong, he just has a certain character traits that can be... annoying.

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"Dr. Kim in the house!" he sounds like a literal frat boy when he says it.

I sigh before closing my locker and making my way to the operating room my surgery is in. Jungkook follows close behind me, he's one of the other surgeons who will be helping me today. Thankfully he knows how to maintain professionalism when we are working. I definitely couldn't handle his childishness 24/7.

"Why so gloomy doc, did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" He says while playfully making a sad face.

I try not to pay him any mind but he makes that incredibly difficult. "I'm just ready to get this over with."

He still has that stupid smile on his face but doesn't say anything else as we enter the back room. Before I can scrub in, my boss, chief of surgery, stops me.

"I need you to handle this one with just Dr. Jeon, I have another case that just came in that needs my attention." There's almost a sadness in his voice.

"Of course sir, don't worry about this."

He nods before leaving the room. I'm not sure what that's about, but he seems like the type of guy that doesn't get to emotional over patients. Of curse I've only known him for about a month now, he moved all the way from London just to get this job. I can't say I blame him, YG is one of the top hospitals in South Korea.

Which also means it's one of the hardest hospitals to get a job at, much less one as high up as his...

Soon enough we get started on the surgery, it's a sixty seven year old man who was in a bad accident a couple of nights before. He has internal bleeding from his rib cage down to his hip. It looks pretty bad at first glance, and it looks especially bad at second glance...