ʙᴛꜱ ᴀᴍʙᴡ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ, ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ | ʙᴛꜱ x ᴏᴄ

~The one where he's her gynecologist (JHS)~

🌺This is an unrealistic interpretation, and under any other circumstance this stuff would be unprofessional and probably illegal, but this is for fun. Don't take it too seriously

  Grace was in a very poor mood. She'd just gotten in yet another argument with her boyfriend over something that she thought was especially unfair and petty. She was brought back to the private doctor's office she was used to seeing every once in a while.

  She already knew the drill, she having known the doctor for years. She was very professional and hardly cared about Grace's nudity. She never made any comments and kept things short and simple. That's what Grace loved about her because these appointments used to make her skin crawl.

  She took her time getting undressed, unfortunately this was one of her annual pelvic exams she dreaded so much, but at least her doctor would make it a bit easier on her.

  She puts on the paper thin gown she was instructed to wear, sitting up straight on the table and crossing her legs at the ankle. Not long after there was a knock at the door, to which she responded that the person on the other side could come in.

  Grace was staring down at her feet swinging, only to look up and gawk in surprise at the man closing the door behind him. He wore the white coat with his name embroidered on the front of it: Dr. Hoseok Jung, Ob/Gyn. He sported a welcoming smile that almost calmed her nerves, but she still felt tense.

  "Grace Evans?" He asked and Grace bobs her head, feeling uneasy. She shifts uncomfortably on the table, gulping as she was reminded by the sight of the stirrups that her legs couldn't be closed for much longer. He seemed to sense this and placed his clipboard under his arm, offering his hand to shake. She hesitates and slides her hand into his. He had a strong grip as he shook it with a smile.

  "I'm Dr. Jung, I will be taking Dr. Laura Terrence's place from now on."

  Grace didn't mean to be rude, but she wanted and explanation. "What, why?"

  "Unfortunately Dr. Terrence has suffered a heart attack. She's better now, but unable to keep up with work. I assure you that this procedure will go just as smoothly with me as it did with her." He informed politely and Grace bobbed her head, sighing quietly to herself.

  He looks down at his clipboard, probably reading her patient information. He pulls up his stool, which was significantly higher than the setting Dr. Terrence usually kept it at. He sits down before her, "Before we get started I want to ask you questions. Dr. Terrence left me information about all of her patients in addition to the paperwork, but I would personally like to understand you better. In case things have changed since you last spoke, of course."

  Grace looked into his warm brown eyes, he had ridiculously clear, smooth skin, he almost didn't seem real. And he smelled good too, not like a strong cologne but a natural scent that surely wouldn't bother anyone. She blinks as he starts to ask her personal questions about hygiene, potential causes for concern - all the embarrassing stuff. She didn't hold back though, he may have been ridiculously handsome but he was still her doctor and if something were to go wrong down there he had to know about it. She still felt flustered though, and if she weren't mistaken she'd have sworn he chuckled a little bit at her shyness. Like he thought she was cute.

  He's probably married, maybe they just didn't do rings or something. And she had a boyfriend that she was quite shaky with. She needed to stop swooning because Hoseok was a few minutes away from staring down her vagina. Thank god she waxed a couple of days beforehand, she was sure he wouldn't judge but she wouldn't feel right if she had a bush down there, it made her shudder at the thought of it.