5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences and Imagines

Surgeon (Michael Oneshot #8)

Lmao this would never happen irl but oh well

It's a quiet night. Not many staff were available since it was near Easter. There are only three top surgeons in the hospital in your block, you being one of them. You are hoping that everyone outside of the hospital is being safe since you just want to get home to your boyfriend, Michael.

Being a surgeon, your shift never really ends, you just come into work the second they need you. Recently, you've been sleeping at the hospital in a storage room since it's been absolutely manic in there but you think you might actually get home tonight.

From: Mikey
Setting off for the hospital now babe, you still coming home tonight? xx

To: Mikey
I am, drive safe x

From: Mikey
I always do x

Whilst you wait for Michael, you look for the other two surgeons in the area and realise they're already doing a surgery in one of the rooms so you go and attend to some other patients. You check theirs IV's and make sure they're comfortable.

Just before you head down to the main entrance, the receptionist accepts the phone call from the ambulance crew.

"Y/N, we've got one for you." The receptionist says, scribbling the notes down.

You sigh before quickly texting Michael.

To: Mikey
Baby I'm so so sorry, I don't think I'm gonna make it home tonight, again... another ones just coming in. I love you x

You leave your phone with the receptionist as you and a few others walk towards the ambulance depot to get the patient as soon as they come in.

"Unknown male, he was in a car crash, suspected internal bleeding and a head injury." The woman recites to you as you stand waiting for the ambulance.

"Call x-ray, once he's stable he'll go for an MRI, get someone to prepare the OR." You order.

She nods and rushes off whilst you and your team of six wait.

Once the ambulance arrives, the team rush out and transfer the man onto the hospital gurney and when they bring him in, your legs go weak.

"M-michael." You mumble as they push the gurney.

You're forced to run with them as the team all yell words and numbers to you, all concerning his state.

"I can't operate on him," You gasp, a tear in your eyes, "He's m-my boyfriend."

The team look at you as they stop in the OR.

"Everyone else is preoccupied." One says as they count and lift Michael over to the operating table.

"Get someone from another department then, I can't do this!" You cry, looking at the bruised and beaten Michael in front of you.

"There's no time y/n, you need to fix him. He's bleeding internally." Someone says as you step closer.

You take a deep breath and nod.

"Get me an IV set up, tell me his pressure, blood levels and O2. Someone call his family and give me the full details of the incident." You spout out orders as people rush in and out of the room.

You make a small cut on his stomach and insert a tube before attaching a bag to it. The trainee resident in the room watches you and you explain, shakily, what's you're doing.

"If the liquid we put in comes out with blood in it, he's bleeding internally and I'll have to operate."

The trainee nods as you study the bag. As the liquid comes back out, stained completely red, your breath hitches and a tear rolls down you face.