code blue // jeong wooyoung

twenty-one

l o c a t i o n: Chlematis Hospital
t i m e: 17.27
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Yeojung is very much used to getting random visits, she usually got them from people she doesn't even know. They would usually come to her through the ER, with a strong headache, or even blood gushing out of the skull.

What she didn't expect is a sweaty Wooyoung waiting for her in front of her office, all smiley and cheery. Yeojung had just came back from doing her rounds, thinking of getting ready to meet the outpatients tomorrow when she saw him.

"Woo? What are you doing here?" He snaps his head up from the ground, beaming at her. "I want to see you, I would ask for a hug but I'm sweaty, so, yeah." He said, extending his arms but then drops them.

Yeojung laughs and went in for a hug anyways, not minding the perspiration. Wooyoung was taken aback but then smiled to himself, hugging her back. "I want to talk to you about something." He said after they broke the hug.

Yeojung invites him into her office, turning the lights on, revealing the interior. "Hm? What is it?" She took her sandals off and put her rubber shoes on. "So about the te—" The sound of loud ambulance sirens disturbs them.

Realizing that it's her phone hidden somewhere in the professors' short coat with weirdly many pockets, Yeojung searches her body, reaching in her inner breast pocket when she made contact with the metal rectangle.

"I'm sorry." She winces and took the call, "Yeah? I'm not the back up though?" She furrows her eyebrows, "Professor Kim is in the OR? Okay, I'll be there, Wooju." Yeojung ends the call and reaches for her scrubs, without thinking much, she took her coat off and starts unbuttoning her shirt.

Wooyoung was taken aback and turns around, his cheeks getting red, "Oh, I'm sorry, Woo." Yeojung said when she finally remembers the man, "There's a tumor patient in the ER and she needs surgery." Wooyoung turns his head slowly thinking that she's done but when he saw her fumbling around with her pants Wooyoung instantly turns back again.

Yeojung had finished wearing the set and wore her coat back, she taps Wooyoung's shoulder. "Wait here," She was about to exit the room but then halts, "Actually, no, don't wait here, unless you want to wait for ten hours." She said, "We'll talk over the phone, okay?"

Without even hearing his reply, the female dashes out of the office, leaving the man speechless and disappointed. He had faced this situation countless of times, when Yeojung had just picked his call up, a patient rushes in, but who can he blame but himself? Falling for a busy surgeon, and out of all the surgeons, a  neurosurgeon.

Sighing, Wooyoung turns the lights off from her room, "I guess it's for another day," he mumbles to himself and closes to the door. Did he pick the right person to fall for? Or will it just end up in another heartbreak?

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l o c a t i o n: SWY Dance Academy
t i m e: 17.12
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The woman in the blue dress roamed the area, peeking at the tall buildings there, looking for a specific sign, "Hmm, SWY, let's see," she hikes her handbag higher on her shoulder as the pair of orbs looks around busily.

"Oh! There it is!"

She steps into the building colored in the color black, her heels making a sharp echo through the lobby. "Welcome to SWY Dance Academy, how may I help you?" the receptionist greets the female when she realized her presence.

As she reached the front desk, the girl lowers her sunglasses, weird thing to wear during the evening, and smiles. "May I speak to Wooyoung please?" the woman said, before taking her tinted glasses off.

Heeran paused for a second, typing into her computer, "Are you a parent from one of our students?" the receptionist asked, "No, I am," the lady in blue trailed off, "an old friend." she then continues.

After a series of silence, Heeran finally spoke up, "I'm sorry miss, but it seems that Mr. Jeong had left the academy ten minutes ago." Heeran said, "If you like, I would deliver a message to him, or tell him to contact you if you write your information on this pa—"

The other lass looks down and sighs, raising her hand, she then smiles and raises her head back up, "Never mind, I'll just, comeback here another day." she greets Heeran and turns around to leave.

Poor Heeran was left confused and clueless, "I think I saw her somewhere," she furrows her eyebrows as the woman's silhouette disappears slowly. "Is she a celebrity? Maybe she is."

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l o c a t i o n: Chlematis Hospital
t i m e: 02.38
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"Great job today! I'll leave you to finish up, okay?"

Yeojung had just finished doing a tumor removal from a patient, luckily, the size was not really big, so it didn't take longer than it would usually do. She took off her surgery gown and all the protective gears and washes her hands.

As she walks through the dark hallways of the hospital, she couldn't help but feel creeped out, as if somebody's watching her, "I mean, it's a hospital after all." she massages her stiff shoulders, moving her arms around.

When she enters her office, she clearly didn't expect to see Wooyoung sleeping on the couch, "I thought I told you to go home?" Yeojung talks to herself, she grabs her blanket which she kept in her cabinet and drapes it over the man.

Deciding that Wooyoung is too sleepy to see her change, again, Yeojung took off her scrubs to get into the new one. Professor Kim is still in the OR, automatically making her the first back up for emergency trauma patients.

She sat on her desk, turning her computer on to study the files for her outpatients tomorrow, well, later morning. "Hmm, Jung? You're back?" Wooyoung stirs, opening his eyes due to the computer light.

Yeojung looks at his direction, surprised, "Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" Wooyoung shakes his head, and sat up straight while rubbing his eyes. "I want to talk to you, that's why I decided to comeback after showering." he gives her a sleepy smile.

Yeojung chuckles and sat beside the man, "So, what did you want to talk about?" she starts. Wooyoung hesitates for quite a while, "So about your text yesterday," he trails off, "at lunch." Yeojung nods, urging him to continue.

He rubs his head, "I thought, since you said the l-word, maybe, I don't know, make it, official?" his voice got thinner as he reaches the end of his sentence.

Yeojung pauses and thinks for a while, "Oh! The l-word, you mean lunch?" she said. Wooyoung is confused, he shakes his head, "No, 'l' for love." he corrects.

Is she playing with me? What?

"Wait, what? Love?" now, it's her turn to be confused. "I said that?" Wooyoung nods, taking his phone out to show the text message. Reading over the texts, Yeojung drops her jaw open, "T-That." she covers her mouth, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Yeojung buries her head deep in her hands,

"That actually wasn't for you."

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