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Jungkook plopped back onto a cot in the on call room, feeling exhausted and gross after another long surgery. Again, not necessarily difficult but purely exhausting.
He looked around through the windows of the on call room and smiled when he saw no one walking by. He wanted to change out of his scrubs but didn't want to walk far to find a suitable place to actually change.
Quickly, he threw off his coat and his top, tossing them on a couch somewhere in his office. He stripped out of his pants quickly and stumbled around his office to get to his clothes. Finding his white shirt on one side of the office, he threw his button-up over his frame when the door opened.
The door opened.
"Hey, Jungkook, I came to drop off some—"
"T-Taehyung!" Jungkook squeaked out, clad in some tight black boxers and his long-sleeved white dress shirt that he hadn't even buttoned up yet.
The aforementioned looked up from his stack of papers that he had been reading through. His eyes widened and something unrecognizable flashed across his face before his lips twisted into a smirk.
"Oh my, quite the exhibitionist I see," Taehyung chuckled before setting his papers on Jungkook's desk and taking a seat on... Jungkook's bed.
"And I assume we're on a first-name basis now?" He asked teasingly, looking at the flustered boy who was desperately trying to cover his body—Jungkook now realized that the rest of his clothes were in the other side of the on call room and it would be extremely awkward to walk past Taehyung half-naked.
"M-M-M-Mr. Kim... what... what are you doing here?" Jungkook asked, extremely embarrassed when he realized that Taehyung wasn't planning on leaving yet.
"Oh, don't mind me. There were a few surgeries that need to happen soon so I just came in to discuss. Continue doing," he motioned to Jungkook's half-naked body, "whatever you were doing."
Taehyung focused his attention on the stack of papers he brought into the on call room and began shuffling through them. Jungkook realized he was still half-fucking-naked in front of his boss and took Taehyung's distractedness as an opportunity to quietly get dressed.
"So I went ahead and looked at our schedule and we're pretty busy for the next few months," Taehyung said, flipping through a few pages. Jungkook felt his face flush more and hurriedly buttoned his shirt, not paying attention to whether or not he was actually buttoning his shirt correctly.
"One of the surgeries that we will be performing soon is a CABG, so be prepared for that. I'll leave the patient's file with you. Now that I think about it," Taehyung said, looking up from his stack of papers at Jungkook who froze, still half-naked, "Majority of our surgeries are CABG for the next few months, so it should be pretty easy."
Jungkook nodded, blushing more when he realized that Taehyung wasn't bothered by the fact that he was half-naked and continued to talk about the surgeries.
"Another surgery is a heart valve repair. It should be fairly successful because the patient came in right away when they realized something was wrong," Taehyung said and Jungkook nodded along slowly, still embarrassed and trying to find where he put his pants.
"You see, if the patient waited for around two years, it would drop the survival rate to 50% and if they waited for five years it would drop the survival rate to 20%, assuming that they don't..." Taehyung babbled on, leaving Jungkook in a confused mess of words as he tried to find his pants. He finally found them behind Taehyung and awkwardly stood behind him as he tried to unsuccessfully put his pants on.
Taehyung just kept passionately talking about the surgeries as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. In all honestly, when Chanyeol would talk about surgeries, Jungkook would have to try not to fall asleep. But with Taehyung, he wanted him to continue to tell him every single detail of the surgery and how he planned to execute the surgery and what he would do first and...
And it was very, very strange.
Taehyung kept babbling about the surgeries and Jungkook couldn't help but listen intently to what he was saying. There was something so enthralling about Taehyung speaking, but Jungkook couldn't place his finger on it.
It could be the way that the words effortlessly flew from his mouth, making it seem like he was the one that created the concept of all these surgeries. It could be the deep and velvety texture to Taehyung's voice that gave each word more depth and feeling when it landed softly yet abruptly on Jungkook's ears. It could be...
Shit.
Jungkook felt heat rise to his face when he realized that he was awkwardly seated next to Taehyung. His thighs were pressed tightly together and he immediately dropped his hands into his lap.
Jungkook had a fucking boner.
A boner he got from listening to Taehyung talk about cardiothoracic surgery.
"Jungkook, are you okay?" Taehyung asked, setting his papers aside and turning to look at Jungkook. Jungkook nodded rapidly and stared back at Taehyung, too afraid to say anything.
"Are you sure?" Taehyung asked again, voice pitching octaves lower as he leaned in closely to Jungkook. Jungkook nodded even quicker, shutting his eyes tightly and leaning back until his back hit the wall behind the bunk beds in the on call room.
Taehyung smirked down at the boy who was almost underneath him at this point. He glanced down at Jungkook's hands and Jungkook felt his face burn because Taehyung knew.
Taehyung hummed and leaned away from Jungkook, beginning to pick his things up and walk out of the on call room. "I think you're lying to me Jungkook. Looks like you've got a little problem to take care of, hm? Hope you're not starting to get all Kluver-Bucy around me," Taehyung laughed and walked out of the room, leaving behind an embarrassed Jungkook with a raging boner.
Well, shit.
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a/n: would you guys want ballet or figure skating as the theme of the next book?
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