Abhisha oneshots

Love like that

Prompt: manisha fainted during her shift in the hospital. And Dr.malhan, whom her colleagues
have no clue of her relationship with, has to be the one to check up on her.
Pairing: doctor Abhishek x doctor! Manisha

As Manisha come back to consciousness, her eyes flutter open, only to shut them close at the
blinding hospital light pointed directly at her line of vision. The pristine white walls
illuminating the ambience of the sickly familiar room only gave her a dizzy spell.
Still dazed with the remnants of being unconscious, she couldn’t seem to find the last bit of her memory and why she lying in a bed inside a familiar facility instead of being the one to check the patients up, herself.
With her eyes closed, she heard a familiar voice spoke, breaking the oddly cold silence,
Abhi:-“You okay?”
Mani:-“Why am I here?” she manage to ask with her desert dry throat and a pounding head.
Abhi:-“You fainted.” Abhishek responds briefly.
Right, she did! When and where did it happen, again?
Mani:-”That doesn’t mean I have to be here. How long was I out?”
Abhi:-“About 6-7 hours. Your blood pressure dropped, so is your blood sugar. You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating?” He answers in his usual thickly low, professional tone.

If she only cared to listen closely, she’d notice he sounded like a father scolding his
child for skipping proper meals over sweet treats, than a caring boyfriend that he actually is. Manisha also fail to see the way his forehead creases, him sporting a cute pout while he scolds her with his deadly, monotonous tone.

The nurse, who is on the other side of the bed currently administering a vial medication
through her IV, didn’t miss the coldness seeping through Dr. Malhan voice as her thumb slowly pushes through the end of the syringe.

However, the proximity between the two doctors picques her curiosity. The terror senior cardiologist and the junior resident are physically too close to only be labeled as mere colleagues.

On her second attempt, Manisha squinted her hypersensitive eyes. Blurry sight steadily adjusts to the familiar figure. As her vision becomes clearer, she finally get to see her boyfriend, Dr. Malhan , clad in his usual knee length white coat. The undone buttons of the white fabric lets her have a glimpse of his inner dress shirt and the black pair of slacks his lean legs adorned.

Manisha eyes remain glued on him, not minding the faint sting of the thick liquid as it seeps through her veins from the back of her right hand. The intimidating, gorgeous doctor that She luckily call her boyfriend returns the same longing gaze.

Prior to her fainting spell, the last she’ve properly seen and talked him was two days ago, when he had arrived at the hospital which was only an hour left of her shift.

Mani:-“I didn’t notice, I guess I was just… occupied?”

Unexpectedly, he flicks Manisha forehead which stung more than the medicine flowing through Her veins.
Abhi:- “Idiot, you almost got yourself killed.”
Mani:-“abhishek!” she whimper in protest.
Abhishek crouches his upper body, dipping his head low to soothe the now reddish area on her forehead with the supple pair of his lips.

He would not want to go through that frightening moment, again. He had seen the worst of the worsts, but having to experience the same thing that his previous patients’ families had endured turns out to be his own nightmare.

Abhishek received a call from a junior resident several hours ago. Ironically, Manisha's colleague chose to call Dr. Malhan out of all the cardiologists in the hospital. The junior resident assumed her case isn’t just a mere fainting spell of fatigue.

He rushed his way to the hospital, furiously driving his car like a maniac. How could he not? When her colleague suggested to place her in ICU if her blood pressure continued to drop. With Manisha remaining unconscious, medications and supplemental fluids had to be administered through her IV to help normalize her vital signs. Fortunately, Manisha body has
responded with the medications.

Abhi:-“You should eat before I leave.” He murmurs, peppering her skin with his warm breaths.
She didn’t respond, having other intentions in her mind. Lightly tilting her head up, she
hover his parted lips. From the looks of it,they seemingly forgot they have other company inside the room. At the unexpected sweet display of affection, the nurse quietly gaped as them both became too outworldly with each other.

Mani:-“Only if you’ll eat with me.” she propose. Then Abhishek draws back, pulling the retractable board up over the bed as a makeshift table. Swiftly, he places the tray there which carries the hospital prepped meal that includes soup and side dishes.

The flustered nurse cleared her throat, silently excusing herself to give privacy to the newly discovered love birds.Abhishek darts his eyes to the female staff who refused to meet his gaze. Adjusting his heavily graded specs on the bridge of his nose, he takes the chair beside the hospital bed.

Having no sense of will to consume food, manisha unwillingly pull herself up. Abhishek then hands her a water bottle, which she took in her hand and eagerly chugged down half of its content in no time. But then the unappetizing food in front of her makes her scrunch up her
nose in disgust.

Peaking on her left to look for alternative food that is a little appetizing than the ones
Abhishek served, she found nothing else. Other than his daily dose of caffeine. Manisha had enough of it for the day, but she‘d rather have another one or anything else other than that meal .

Mani:-“Can I have some of that?”

Abhi:-“What,” Abhishek pauses, only to follow where her gaze has been directed. When he realizes what she were referring to, he sternly objects,

Abhi:- “No, not until you’ve completely recovered.”
Pouting in defeat, Manisha silently huffed, crossing her arms against her chest. Manisha really have no full intent of eating the food, but when her meet Abhishek‘s warning peer, she forced to mimic his movement as he obtains a spoon.

Holding the silverware between her fingers, she silently watch him scoop a generous
portion of soup in his spoon, thinking he would eat that himself. But he held it
forward, near her lips. The slight arching of his eyebrow made her slowly part her own
lips, as if he has this mythical power over her body.

I thought I asked him to eat with me? And not make me eat?! Manisha silently complain.
Abhishek didn’t stop pestering her with the soup , almost force feeding her with his deadly stare. Something that Manisha didn’t want to mess with ever again. However, on the sixth spoon, she finally had the courage to push his arm away, not liking the way it is making her stomach oddly churns.

Abhi:-“You barely touched your soup.” He proceeds to scold her, coaxing her with another spoonful of soup.

Whining, Manisha shook her head. “No more,” Then she lean her back against the headboard to increase the proximity in between.

Mani:- “Can you release me now? I have to attend to my patients. What about the meeting with my team? Oh God.

Abhi:- “You are my patient, baby. You need to be closely monitored until tomorrow. Don’t worry about your shift for now, your superiors will understand.”

Mani:-“But do I have to be here alone for the next 24 hours?” she gloomily asked, sulking.

Realizing there’s no way for him to stay with her here considering he has one of most hectic schedules among the senior residents.

He chuckles softly, reaching out to smoothen her protruded lips with his thumb.

Abhi:-“I’m afraid so. I would stay here with you if I could. However, I have an operation in about fours hours’ time. But you’ll go home with me tomorrow so I can watch you over.”

Mani:-“Really?” manisha eyes instantly light up, loving the idea of her and him sharing an apartment.

She considered the thought before, however, she think it’s too soon for them to live together. And Manisha understand that Abhishek strangely craves the isolation, so she have not brought up the matter. Unless he asks her to. Technically, she’ll only stay with him for a couple of days.

Still, this is a progress.

Abhi:- “Hmm. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He whispers, taking in the elation dancing in Manisha's eyes. He cups her cheek, thumb rubbing indefinite paths to the expanse of the soft muscle.

then invades her mouth in a searing kiss...