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Jungkook didn't know what else to do with his life and he needed to make a living. His parents had been riding him to find a career not a hobby. He had finished university, graduated top of his class, and was hired quickly. It's just that nursing wasn't really his calling. He was a singer and dancer but it doesn't always pay the bills. His parents, while not sure about the unconventional choice of careers couldn't exactly be too upset. Nursing paid very well. For Jungkook, the hours he worked still allowed him to secretly try to fulfill his passion while it had kept Mom and Dad off his back. To be honest, Jungkook was a pretty damn good nurse. His patients loved him, some times maybe a little more than others.
As good of a nurse Jungkook was, he was always a damn good co-worker. Male nurses are rare in the healthcare field and highly prized among the female nurses of any facility. Why? Muscle. Jungkook had plenty of that in spades. He worked out often along with practicing dancing with one of his many friends. The one he enjoyed dancing the most with was Hoseok. Man! Could that boy dance and Jungkook envied it. Jungkook was probably one of the fittest nurses to work Sacred Heart of Seoul Hospital. It was a curse and a blessing. He was the first person many of the staff went to when they needed extra muscle to move patients. Sometimes he would go home aching and sore because he moved or helped move so many patients.
Jungkook was a fortunate nurse to be hired into the ER right out of school. Now 1 1/2 years later he doesn't regret being a nurse or even an ER Nurse. He can help his fellow colleagues and EMS when they come flying through the doors. His fellow nurses love to watch him in action. Jungkook was quick, decisive, and on many occasions had saved lives because he could think quickly and tried to anticipate a doctor's needs before he even asked. That is a rare gift.
Jungkook isn't busy at the moment in ER and gets a call to go up to 3 South to help with an unruly patient. Jungkook doesn't think, he just acts. He goes to the nearest stairwell and starts to run up the flight of stairs taking two-to-three steps at a time up to the third floor. He yanks open the door and starts to fly by the nurse's station. He sees a boy working behind the desk and starts to ask but all he sees before asking is the boy raising his hand up and pointing in the direction he is needed.
"Thanks Sungwoon." Jungkook says but the young man doesn't respond nor does he look up from his work...filing lab results to the patients charts on the floor. Still running at a brisk pace Jungkook enters room 303. He stops in the center of an empty room. Looking around confused when he hears the door behind him close. He turns around to see a very attractive blonde nurse in her 30's look at Jungkook like her next meal and she hadn't eaten in days. Jungkook's doe eyes open widely.
"Well, hello you gorgeous drink of water." she purrs.
"Hi Mirae. What are you doing?" He relaxes a bit and sighs in exasperation.
"I'm taking an opportunity to get to know one of the few male nurses that work here...that's all." she smiles coyly. "Is there anything wrong with that?"
"Not usually, when it's in the staff lounge and not behind the closed door of an empty patient room." Jungkook responds.
"Aah, but it's so noisy in there." she saunters over to him with a sexy sway to her hips. She comes up to Jungkook and circles him while never losing eye contact and taking into her nose his amazing scent.
"Noona, have we not talked about this before?" he says calmly. "I thought we agreed you wouldn't make fake calls for assistance in a patient's room to try and trap me alone."
"Hmmph. I don't remember making any such agreement" she says eyeing him up and down.
"Well I remember it because I believe I also said if you kept doing it I would have to report you to the Nurse Manager." He says trying to go toward the door.
Mirae puts her hand on Jungkook's well muscled chest and stops him. Then runs her hand down his chest, his oh-so-toned abdomen and stops just at his tie on his scrub pants toying with it.
"Does the fact that I'm gay not stop you at all?" Jungkook asks.
"No. I love a challenge." she eyes him making gentle tugs on the tie. Jungkook finally slaps her hand away and an angry grimace crosses her face.
"You know Jungkook you don't know what you're missing." She says slyly.
"You're right. I don't and I don't care." He says and walks out of the room and up to the nurses station.
"Sungwoon, why didn't you warn me? Can't you help a brother out?" Jungkook asks.
"Nah, brother, not today. That's you're payback for taking my spot in the Employee of the Month parking space with your damn motorcycle." Sungwoon says being snarky.
"Damn, you're petty." Jungkook says and walks away to return to the ER.
Photo credit: Aiidan Kim
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