«Dr. Kim, Don't Fear Me» [K.n.j & K.s.j]

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[Author's Note: This is what Dr. Kim looks like by the way, to anyone who was curious :) Now, onto the fiction, shall we? And yes, yes this picture did go through some minor changes.]

After an exciting first day of work, Namjoon felt like an accomplished man when he headed back to the elevator. He said goodbye to the new friend he made, along with a few patients who seemed to love and appreciate the way he kindly treated them.

He quickly held his chest when the elevator made a loud, deafening noise, nearly making him lose his balance.

"I'll have to get use to that..." A shaky sigh emitted from his mouth as he let go of his chest and thought about how generous his patients were with him today.

Not a single complaint from either one of them, just half-hearted, barely noticeable smiles were left on their faces as they watched Namjoon exit their rooms, one by one.

Rumor has it, that most patients complain about how most doctors and nurses treat them, but their biggest fear is when night falls and the darkness hits.

The rooms are all dark, so the patients who stay overnight often complain about how cold it is and how the ventilation system doesn't work for them, meaning that most of them freeze at night due to the weather circumstances.

Aside from that, some of them even hear noises and see shadows at night. Nurses explained to Namjoon that the patients were usually too drugged up with medicine to distinguish between their minds and reality, but that left Namjoon a little bit concerned.

Nothing major, of course. He wasn't going to quit his job just because of some rumors. And even if the rumors were true, he wasn't planning on quitting a profession he worked so hard on, even if that meant working in certain circumstances in that building.

As he pulled out of the parking lot, he turned his radio on and swiftly drove off in peace.

The car radio was the only thing distracting him from the stories he heard today, and in no time he had forgotten all about those rumors and started singing.

A call from his mother made him turn the music down and answer the phone. He placed the phone in a comfortable position so he could talk to her and drive at the same time with no problems.

"Mom, guess what, I got the job!" His mother was sure her neighbors heard her scream from outside, but she couldn't give a care in the world. She was so proud of her son.

"I'm so happy for you, honey!! All of your hard work paid off in the end. You have no idea proud you make me, Namjoon. I love you so much, son. You-" She was cut off when Namjoon's father started cheering him on.

"THAT'S MY BOY!!! WOO!!! GO NAMJOON, GO! GO NAMJOON, GO! GO-" He began to choke and ended up coughing. Namjoon started giggling, hearing how happy his father was.

Nothing made him feel better than to hear such supportive messages from his parents.

"GO NAMJOON! Haha, sorry, son. We knew you would make it. I need water, hold on." He paused halfway, still choking.

"I made it thanks to you and mom's support. You two are the best parents I could have ever asked for. Thank you all so much." Namjoon sweetly smiled. His mother smiled back while her and his father cuddled up and hugged each other.

"We love you, son. You have made us the happiest and proudest parents in the world." They ended the call with a warm goodbye, and Namjoon turned up the volume on his car radio again.

In no time he had forgotten about everything bad about the building and just thought about the good memories he was able to experience in one day.

His two best friends so far were Lee Bohwa and Jung Hoseok.

The day ended with him going to sleep after having a hot shower to kill any germs he accumulated at the hospital.

"What a great first day of work, tomorrow will be even better. I can't wait to see everyone again." Namjoon thought as he drifted off into a deep sleep.

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