Unwanted Bondage 2¦Kim Taehyung x Reader

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(3rd Person's POV)

Jin and Y/n had been rushed to the hospital immediately after someone spotted the huge mess on the highway. It was hours after the mishap occurred that they had been found and sent for medication. So, they were both in a critical shape but you know what they say, "Better late than never."

The triage team and the paramedics from the hospital came to the site and successfully took back both of them in time for proper treatment.

(Triage: An act when people are picked and treated on the spot for damage control on the basis of the severity of their injuries to keep the number of casualties minimum. There are three levels referred to as Emergent, urgent and not urgent. Some facilities also say Priority 1, 2 and 3.)

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(Westlake Speciality Care)

(10 pm)

You felt air hitting you and figured the ambulance doors had been opened and you had reached the hospital. You felt yourself get lifted from your stretcher to a hospital gurney and heard faint voices as the IV acted soon enough on you while you were in the ambulance.

A paramedic spoke up swiftly yet neatly, making sure she didn't miss out on anything before she handed you over to your to-be-doctor. She bolted, "Y/n L/n, female, 24, triage priority 2, multiple bruises and wounds, recovered from a four-wheeler crash, head-on collision, GCS>13, RR>10."

(-Glasgow Coma Scale (GCS) is used to determine the extent of one's injuries and active state of the body considering factors - eye-opening, motor, and verbal responses.)

(-RR stands for Respiratory Rate viz. the number of breaths per minute. An RR of 15-20 is normal whereas less than 12 or more than 25 means trouble.)

"Okay, we got it! Thanks, Christie!" The doctor gets your gurney and rushes you in.

The lights of the room hit your eyes and cause them to get shut spontaneously. The smell of the ER hits your olfactory receptors and the unpleasant sounds send annoying waves to your eardrums.

You comprehended, this much of an impact on your sensations, this irritation and the frailty, meant your body was in shock.

"1, 2, 3!"

The two doctors and three nurses lifted you and placed you on the bed in the ward. You felt a prickle on the back of your hand and then some oozy and chilly liquid run through your veins after which a chap said, "Push 5 of dopamine, Stark."

(Did I just make Iron Man an intern-)

(Dopamine injection is given to a patient when they might be in shock in case of trauma, surgery, heart attack etc. It improves the pumping of the heart and blood flow.)

"Selena, push fluids, do an x-ray and send me the report soon after," the doctor in charge of your case said and left. "Yes, sir," she replied when the intern started to prepare for the central line.

She was approximately 6 feet away and you were way too weak to raise your voice so you looked around. To your left was the other intern who appeared to be the one referred to as Stark. He was lying on the couch, scrolling through his phone beside your bed when you reached out to him. "S-... Si- Sir..." Your voice broke down into a whisper so he couldn't hear you.

You tried to call him with your feeble voice again but you once again failed to catch his attention. So, this time you tried something and managed to make a 'cling' sound by striking your left hand to your banana bag IV bag stand.

(Banana bag is a bag of fluid that contains a mixture of different vitamins and minerals with some chemicals to make up for the deficiency of the same in the body. It has a yellow shade of colour, thus called a banana bag.)

This caused him to look at you.

"You're awake," He studied at you and locked his phone. "I'll get Dr Adams, one se-"

"N-no- Wait... Te-tell her, I don't n-need a c-central line-" You got your message through somehow and felt weak yet again. "Well, she's a medical professional, she'll take good care of you. Do you w-"

(Cental line is also a word for a central venous catheter. It's inserted into the jugular vein and doctors use this to push multiple fluids like drugs or blood into the patient without needing to puncture hands or wrists again and again.)

"No, I'm a cardio- cardiotho-thoracic- sur-surgeon. I understand... Ju- Just keep the saline g-going and I'll be fine."

"Oh, okay!" He felt intimidated a little but acted quick, "Selena, discard the kit. Dr Y/n doesn't want it. And start another round of saline." "Okay."

"Why are you not in- your- gown though? These clothes are tacky but you look hot." You blurted out all of a sudden. "Is that the anaesthesia speaking?" He chuckled. "Maybe-" "My girlfriend broke up with me because I missed our date for the ER. So, yeah!"

"I'm sorry..."

"No, it's okay. I anyway found her cheating on me last week with a guy named Jungkook. So, it's actually over now. I feel good."

Jungkook-

You felt your blood boil and the monitor showed an increase in your heart rate.

"You okay?" He asked. "Yes, I am but I know someone who won't." You mumbled. "Sorry? Didn't catch you there. What'd you say?" "Oh, nothing!"

"Tell me if you want someone or-"

"Thanks!" You gave him a weak smile. "Do you need anything else, Dr? I'll be right here." He was considerate enough to ask so. "It's Y/n, and no, I'm good. Just t-tell me how Kim Seokjin is, please."

"Kim Seokjin... Who?" He asked, totally confused.

"Oh... He was the one driving the car we were in. He came in with me." You asserted.

"No, you were the only patient to come into the ER tonight."

Feeling a weird twist in your stomach, "Seokjin, where are you? Don't die on me, please."

"Stark, call Dr Stephen Strange at SLIMS quick!"