Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]

Professions

Made this short thing to celebrate 10k reads AAAaAAaAAAAa thank you

"Move, move! Out of the way!"

"We need to get him to the hospital, asap!"

"It's always sad when the victim's a firefighter. He's got a 20% burn."

"Only 20%, though. Damn, he got lucky if he really climbed up and saved the kids like I heard he did. With a huge risk like that... Would've thought it was more severe. Wow."

"He sure is lucky. Isn't he your patient?"

"Huh? Yeah, he is. I'll go check on him when the first surgery of cutting the burned tissue is finished."

"As I said, a lucky guy."

"What do you mean?"

"Anyone who gets you as their nurse is a lucky one, Jimin. An eye candy~ When he wakes up his eyes will be blessed!"

"I swear to God I won't talk to you for the rest of the day."

The hospital hallway buzzed as Jungkook was rushed to the surgery room. He was blinking slowly, the stinging pain making it hard to stay awake. But it was worth it, he had saved two children from the fire that had blazed in the apartment building, and his burns weren't even that bad, he thought. He was pretty sure he'd be fine, though, he would need to stay in the hospital for a while.

He was put asleep on the ventilator and that was how he spent his first two weeks, sleeping. His sleep was ceaseless. The only thing he heard was a beautiful voice talking to him.

"So, how's your firefighter?"

"He'll be waking up today. His recovery is going well and he'll get the skin graft soon."

"That's great! But doesn't that mean he'll then leave in a bit? Will you miss him?"

"Why would I miss him? I don't know him!"

"But he's just your type, though!"

"Even if he is, he's my patient."

When Jungkook woke up, it took him a while to remember what had happened. The lighting in the room was dim and the curtains were closed. The male tried to sit up but gave up quickly. With nothing else to do, he just lied there, waiting for someone to come to his room.

He may have dozed off because he jolted when the door opened, revealing a man with a sweet smile.

"I see you have woken up, Mr. Jeon!" he stated, writing something on his clipboard and sitting down on a chair close to Jungkook's bed. "I'm Park Jimin, your nurse. I'll be here checking your health and answering questions if you have any. If you do, fire away! No pun intended."

The voice sounded exactly like the one in his sleep.

"Uhh... How long was I out?" he asked, eyes never leaving Jimin's who looked back at him.

"It's been two weeks since your arrival, it's Friday today," the blond man answered. "You'll be getting your skin transplant next week, most likely on Monday morning. Is there anything else you'd wish to know?" A small sliver of sunlight from the slit of the curtains shone on the blond's face.