healer with a broken heart || jaeyong

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song of the chapter:
wonder ~ ccola

taeyong blushed profusely after he felt the the sliding door of jaehyun's room click into place. what was this pillsbury looking dough boy doing to him? every time he was around him, his own cheeks would be tinted red and he went fifty shades of gay panic.

he walked up to the attending's lounge smiling like an idiot and hoped that no one who knew him caught on.

the attending's lounge was all sorts of iconic. they had several fully stocked refrigerators, comfy seating, full length lockers with shelving, basically everything that the intern's wasn't. at least he had this to look forward to.

he reached to open the door, feeling like a high school student breaking into teacher's lounge. taeyong stood in awe for a couple seconds at how nice it actually was and he wouldn't lie, it was irritating to see the junk that was given to the interns. even the resident's lounge was a significant upgrade from the high school gym lockers and benches they were given.

"are you lost? dr. lee taeyong right?" an unfamiliar voice to the very left of him spoke up.

"no, i just came to get something for dr. jung and yes that's me." taeyong responded shyly, intimidated by his powerful demeanor.

"ah of course, don't worry i'm not going to tell on you. i'm dr. qian kun, chief of neurosurgery. it's nice to meet you!" he smiled softly, completely throwing taeyong off guard with his warmth.

it was refreshing. to see someone just be kind and warm, especially in a field like neurosurgery that was full of pompous and arrogant surgeons. they were the type of people who treated interns like the dirt beneath their shoes. he definitely understood why, neurosurgery was the hardest speciality. it took the longest to complete and really, only the best of the best could succeed in neuro. it wasn't shocking to see their talent get to their heads. so, taeyong was pleasantly surprised that an attending and even more so a chief of a specialty knew him.

"it's nice to meet you too, dr. qian. i'm surprised that you actually know who i am." taeyong laughed, still standing coy in the entrance of the lounge.

"you can call me kun and of course i know who you are, especially when you rolled in late and gave jung that hell of a response. that was hilarious by the way. you should've seen the attendings fighting over you in our meeting. everyone wanted you in their speciality. all the attendings are looking for that special right hand person and that's you. that fire that you have makes extraordinary surgeons." he answered, slipping into his white coat.

"i wouldn't exactly say fire, it was more like i was in a pissy mood because i woke up late and had to rush here. and i wouldn't say that i'm right hand person material, i prefer to be the one in charge." taeyong giggled, moving closer to kun and finally away from the door.

" there it is, that fire. and maybe not right-hand man but their protégé perhaps. have you thought about what speciality you want to go into? i see jung and lee have taken quite the interest in you. are you planning on going into cardio or trauma?" kun questioned, his interest peaked by taeyong.

"i'm exploring my options." taeyong answered honestly.

" you're level-headed too, you have a lot of potential. but i'm sure you already know that, right? if you're interested in neuro, i'll request you to be put on my service. with your talent and drive, i hate to see you be wasting it on training with jung. especially when you have neuro-potential. has he even let you into the operating room with him?" kun answered sincerely.