Between The Bloodshed

Chapter 8

Humming a soft tune, you tucked your hands into the pockets of your lab coat as you walked. It was another boring day with the boys being out and now, it was time to head to bed.You yawned and stretched your arms but was interrupted by a loud bang.

"DOCTOR!"

"(y/n)!" Shouts made you run down the stairs. You ran to the sealed off wing of the house, the 'business' wing as you would call it. There, you saw Namjoon carrying an unconscious Hoseok.

"Get me my emergency kit in the office." You turned to a butler, making him run off. As Namjoon placed him down, you began to inspect his body.

"Blow to the back of his head. The rest seem superficial." The butler placed your first aid kit down.

"Hobi? Can you hear me?" You clipped a blood pressure monitor to his finger and used your stethoscope to check him internally. The rest of the boys walked in, seemingly unharmed. Or at least, less gravely injured than Hoseok was.

"Is Hoseok hyung okay?" Jimin gave a small smile.

"Seems like a concussion." You said. Jungkook came over to help you carrying Hoseok up to your office.

"Thanks." You patted the maknae's shoulder before he left. You hooked Hoseok's up to an acetaminophen infusion with magnesium to help with pain since normal painkillers may cause him more internal bleeding. After that, you checked his head injury. Luckily, there wasn't a need for stitches. You cleaned the blood off the wound and bandaged his head.

"You're okay." You whispered, patting his forearm as you cleaned the rest of his superficial wounds and bruises.

"I'll be back, Hobi." You took the rest of your things and went out to help the rest of the boys. Of course, you found them by the bar, having drinks. When you entered, everyone stared at you.

"He's alive. Resting." You said first before sitting down on a bar stool, laying out the wound cleaning equipment.

"Get in line." You waved them over.

"We don't-"

"Get. In. Line. Do I have to repeat myself?" You raised an eyebrow at Taehyung. He pursed his lips, looking away. One by one, the boys stepped up for you to clean their wounds.

"Hobi got hit the worst." Jin said. You nodded, inspecting each of them. Luckily, there didn't seem to be any internal injuries.

"You better not have any wounds for me to clean, Min Yoongi." You said, cleaning Jungkook's knuckles.

"Don't worry, I was playing games on the sofa." Yoongi rolled his eyes, showing you his phone screen, where his current game was ongoing. Even if Yoongi didn't have to wear his sling anymore, he was still on a 'no beating up people' work order by his doctor, you.

"Good." You huffed.

"Is this enough action for you?" Namjoon chuckled.

"Yes, Namjoon. How kind of you to do this. The highlight of my otherwise, very boring day." You rolled your eyes with a smile. You cleaned the cut over his eyebrow and placed the gauze down.

"Each of you take this."

"What's this??" Jin asked but still took one of the white pills from your plastic medicine cup. Everyone took one except for Yoongi.

"A little something so tomorrow won't be a b*tch. It'll also help all of you sleep better tonight." You turned around to clear the bar counter of all the bloodied cotton.

"To be taken with water." You said with a clear of your throat, still focusing on your things. There was the sound of glasses being placed down on the table before water was poured out from the pitcher. Trust them to try and take their medicine with alcohol. You threw all the rubbish away and placed all the leftovers in your pockets.