#should have called up redbull from the er

[fourtyforever]

maxiel news so heartbreaking it sent me to the hospital with sepsis

[sunlightandsuffering]

Sugar Mama

prompt: Eren is the sugar baby this time!!

Eren stands at the vending machine, dead on his feet and wishing to god his shift was over. He has an hour and a half left of the hell that is the emergency ward on a Friday night, babysitting drunk people, patching up ridiculous injuries and pulling strange items out of people’s asses.

He is thoroughly done.

He fucking hates being a resident.

He hits the A4 button for an energy drink, pressing his cheek against the cold glass to pep him up and keep him awake until he can get his energy drink.

His plans are thwarted when he watches close up as the vending machine refuses to drop the redbull, leaving it just on the cusp of falling but not quite.

Eren wants to cry.

His impending mental breakdown is interrupted by his attending snapping at him, “Yeager!”

He turns his cheek to face the she-devil that is the on call ER doctor tonight, Mikasa Ackerman, prodigal ER doctor, mentor, and his unbelievably hot direct superior.

He doesn’t know whether to be turned on by her commanding tone or to fear it, it’s probably a little of both if he’s being honest with himself. At this time of the night though, he cannot bring himself to respond with his usually excited gusto, he’s tired. He’s been here for twelve hours, and normally that would be fine, except he’d been called in after working an eight hour shift already and him and Dr. Ackerman are the only ones manning the emergency ward tonight with a nursing shortage to boot.

Basically, it is hell on earth and he doesn’t even know if he’ll actually get to leave in an hour and a half, it’s only if his relief actually fucking shows up.

When Eren doesn’t immediately respond he watches as Mikasa takes a few steps closer, examining him like she would a patient.

“How long have you been here Yeager?”

He sighs, “Too long but I’m fine Dr. Ackerman, I just need my energy drink.”

Eren pulls back to mournfully expose the vending machine and his redbull frozen in space.

Her pretty face twists back into its usual scowl, the one he’s sure she inherited from Levi, the other Dr. Ackerman in the hospital.

“Just buy another one, what are you doing, we have patients, I don’t have time for you to mope around Yeager.”

He glares at her, “I’m a resident Mikasa, I’m not exactly rolling in dough and that’s all the change I brought with me tonight, the rest of my change is for the bus.”

Normally, he’d be more wary about using her first name but he’s not in the mood to deal with the attendings who have been out of medical school too long to remember what student loans are like.

Eren lives paycheck to paycheck, working grueling hours and with little time off, he doesn’t have any extra money for a second redbull.

“Oh,” Mikasa blushes, the apples of her cheeks flushing a pretty pink colour as she realizes her mistake, “Sorry, here I’ll get it.”

She pulls out a five dollar bill and stuffs it into the machine, ordering several redbulls and they all thunk satisfyingly to the bottom of the vending machine along with his original one.

Eren gathers them up thankfully, holding them in his arms, expecting Mikasa to grab one. Her blush remains as she puts her wallet away and Eren holds out her share of the drinks.

“It’s okay, you can keep them, I only need one.”

She takes one of his offered drinks gingerly and Eren can’t help but think how cute she is when she’s not yelling at him about almost killing a patient.

“Ugh thanks Dr. Ackerman.”

She turns her head away as she opens her energy drink, sipping it, “No problem, you’re doing a good job tonight Eren, I know you got called in to cover someone else.”

Eren almost chokes on his beloved energy drinks, narrowly avoiding dropping the other ones to the floor, Dr. Ackerman complimenting him???

Notorious hardass, beautiful, unattainable Dr. Mikasa Ackerman??

He must be imagining things, what a weird night it’s turned out to be.

“Thanks, Mikasa,” he tries his luck with her name again and she surprisingly still does not correct him, actually her mouth turns up just a fraction into a small smile.

She knows how to smile???

“Sorry, I know how it is to be a resident, I forget sometimes how bad the pay is, if you ever need anything let me know okay Eren, you’re one of my best residents,” she pats his shoulder, “I wouldn’t want you getting malnourished.”

Eren’s brain is about to explode, Dr. Ackerman likes him? Dr. Ackerman worries about him and thinks he’s a useful member of her team???

Mikasa looks like she’s about to say more when her pager goes off and immediately the soft kind-hearted Mikasa he’d been speaking to is replaced by his hardass attending, “Store the energy drinks and get your ass in gear Yeager, the nights not over yet.”

She’s right, it’s not.

Several hours later Eren is finally free, and so is Mikasa. He finds her in the locker room, changing a little ways away, stripping out of her scrub shirt and Eren quickly turns away, trying to keep his eyes from straying to the sports bra she’s practically spilling out of.

He hears a laugh, tinkling like a bell and then, “You can look now Eren, I’m done.”

Eren turns back to find his attending fully clothed in ripped jeans and a black hoodie, wearing a ball cap, and looking surprisingly tiny next to him for someone normally so menacing whenever she’s in scrubs.

He’s struck by the fact that Dr. Ackerman is a human being, and not just the doctor goddess he sometimes has dirty dreams about.

“Hi Dr. Ackerman,” he responds awkwardly, unsure why she’s in the resident’s locker room changing.

“Mikasa, you can call me Mikasa outside of work,” she grins at him, looking surprisingly approachable.

“Ahh okay Mikasa, are you heading out to?”

“Yeah, actually I was hoping I’d catch you, I remember you saying something about the bus so I was wondering if you needed a ride?”

He’s nodding before he can even consider her offer, of course he wants a ride home with a hot doctor in her car, he doesn’t care if it’s pathetic that he lives in a hovel and he doesn’t have a car. Men everywhere would kill for this opportunity, he won’t pass it up.

“Perfect, I was thinking maybe we could go for breakfast first too,” she tells him matter-of-factly as he follows her dutifully out the door of the change rooms, “And maybe we should stock you up on some new scrubs, yours are looking a little worse for wear?”

It’s not even a question, he’s just nodding and Mikasa’s grin is getting wider and wider as they step out the front doors of the hospital.

“And maybe we should head to my house after breakfast actually, I’m sure my bed is more comfortable than yours.”

Eren is nodding so vehemently he swears he’s going to give himself brain damage, yes, yes, yes, this is everything he didn’t know he wanted.

They stop at her car, a sleek white tesla, “So a breakfast date and then sleep, maybe shopping after, my treat?” She questions sweetly, her bravado leaving her as she unlocks the car.

Eren looks at her over the top of the car, “Dr. Ackerman, you don’t have to bribe me, I’ll do whatever you want me to whether you buy me breakfast or not.”

“Mikasa,” she corrects him quietly as she opens up her door and Eren grins as he climbs into the car, “Nah I think Dr. Ackerman is hotter, but you tell me, what would you prefer I whisper in your ear while I fuck you?”

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #370

“breakdowns, obscenities, it’s all i wanna be”

Do you have any bad habits you aren’t working on changing? If so, do you ever think you’ll try to break them? Downloading music, for one. I really should just start using Spotify... but my iPod has over 1k songs on it and I just seriously don't want to got through all the trouble. When was the last time someone surprised you with their reaction or behaviors? Hm. I dunno. What kinds of videos do you like to watch on YouTube, if any? I watch SO many different kinds. It used to be pretty strictly let's plays, but I've definitely expanded my watching interests. Now I'm really into watching educational reptile and tarantula husbandry and keeping channels, I watch one woman who is like my weight loss idol (Jordan Shrinks, she is amazing), there's a few vloggers, I enjoy some World of Warcraft channels, and then there's a couple urban exploration guys I like. I also occasionally watch some beauty YouTubers just for their personalities and the art of it. Have you ever reached out to a crisis center for mental health support? If so, how was the experience? Yes, but they were so busy that I didn't connect with anyone before I finally gave up and ODed. When was the last time you did something you were afraid to do, and how was the outcome? Ummmm I don't really know. What is one positive thing you believe about yourself? I care a lot about other people. What is something you have been through that has made you stronger? The breakup. It brought me to the lowest of lows, where every day was a struggle to survive. It taught me I can endure through almost anything, even if it doesn't feel like I can. Other than money, what is something you wish you had more of in your life? Happiness, contentment, being in love, motivation, energy, activities, travel... There's genuinely a lot. IIs there anything that you tend to ignore for the sake of your sanity? I'm very bad at ignoring things. If something is bothering me, it's going to put up a beastly fight to be at the forefront of my mind. What is something you wish was different about your family? I wish we were closer and better off monetarily. What keeps you going lately? The hope for a happy, satisfactory future. Have you ever been in an unconventional relationship (long distance, polyamorous, same gender, age gap, etc)? if so, what challenges did this relationship present, and were they worth overcoming? I've been in a long-distance relationship with another girl. I think the hardest part was that there was not being able to physically be there for each other when one of us was really struggling, and sometimes communication was an issue, not being able to read body language when we voice chatted or hear the tone in which we "spoke" when texting, though I'm pretty sure that's an issue with any online relations. I also feel it's difficult to really build and experience your chemistry with one another when you're not physically with the other person. I still think all these challenges were worth overcoming, though. I in no way regret the relationship and got only good things out of it. What is the most unhealthy relationship (whether friendship or romantic) you’ve ever had? What made it so unhealthy? Do you still talk to each other? I'm kinda torn between Jason and Colleen, but I think my bond with Jason was ultimately more unhealthy because it went beyond love: he was an obsession. Having him with me was the only thing that brought me joy, and I lit-er-a-lly could not imagine my future without him. Like that concept just didn't exist; it was entirely impossible in my head. On his end, he failed to communicate what he was going through emotionally, which only contributed to the damage. I never knew he was struggling because of me. Without realizing it, I put so much pressure on him to make me happy, so to answer the last question, no, we don't, by his decision - and I don't blame him. Have you ever been abusive in any way? Were you able to change or make amends, or, in general, what do you think people should do to make amends in that situation? A neverending battle I have with myself is if how I treated Jason after the breakup was qualifiable as emotional abuse, specifically with messaging him things like "thanks for sending me to the ER" and shit. My therapist reassures me that it wasn't abusive because I wasn't being deliberately manipulative, but rather genuinely hurt and convinced I had been wronged and wanted him to know and acknowledge it. She agrees that it was wrong, which I entirely agree with, but sometimes, I'm still convinced I was abusive. I fucking hate answering this question, so hurrying up: I don't know if he's forgiven me. As for how others could reconcile, that's not for me to say. I know sometimes the answer is to NOT make amends and completely stay away from their abuser. It's not my right to tell others how to cope with their abuse. Have you ever forgiven someone for being abusive or allowed someone toxic back into your life? Did this person change for the better or not? My former best friend Colleen was toxic as all fuck hell, and I let her back in way too many times. No, she never changed. I honesty doubt she ever will, given her pride. When was the last time you did something “meant” for children? Do you think it’s okay for adults to do these things (ie. watch cartoons, have stuffed animals, dress in cute clothing, etc), or do you think there’s an age beyond which it becomes unacceptable - and if so, why? Hmmm... I know this was semi-recent, but whatever it was is evading me at the moment. I personally have zero issue with adults engaging in activities like that; let people do what they enjoy if they're not harming anyone, especially things as innocent as dressing how they think is cute, etc. I would far rather people "act like children" (not emotionally, you know what I mean) than run around the streets selling drugs and shit. What was the last thing to “trigger” you (as in, in a true mental health sense, I’m being serious here) and how did you cope with it? What kinds of things do you tend to find triggering? What do you do either avoid or face your triggers? When I was riding to the sleep study section of the health plaza, where the hospital is, my anxiety spiked quite a bit, recalling all of my ER stays for being suicidal. It didn't help that the psych hospital I visited most is also in that whole jumble of buildings. I dealt with it by reminding myself I was in that area for a very different reason, and Mom reassured me that where I would be staying was more like a small hotel room than a hospital bed, which was true, so that helped. Regarding the next question, I'm not gonna lie to ya, I have a stupid amount of PTSD triggers: certain music, shows, fandoms, places, smells, even tastes of certain foods. I tend to stay away from my major triggers, but I'll *sometimes* fight the tiny ones, because I want that sense of ownership of myself back. If you’re diagnosed with anything, do you feel that it accurately represents what you’re experiencing? Yes. What are some minor physical discomforts that really bug you (eyelash in your eye, a wedgie, rumpled socks, etc)? I'm VERY sensitive to feeling anything in my nose, and it leads to me needing to blow it a lot. I also can't stand having holes in my socks, but since I wear flip flops essentially everywhere, I don't experience this much. Are you ever afraid to admit to liking something because you’re afraid other people will judge you for it? What is the worst that’s ever happened as a result of you liking something different from the crowd? What about the best thing that’s come as a result of a unique interest? Y E P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing really bad has happened because of admitting my interests, other than hearing things along the lines of "I don't get it." It's very odd, just how horribly receptive I am to judgment about things I like when I don't recall a time where I was ridiculed for anything. But anyway, the best thing to happen from sharing interests for me is making a new friend that likes the same thing, and I will IMMEDIATELY be closer to you than most people I associate with once you've helped me past that vulnerable spot of mine. Have you ever remained good friends with an ex? Yeah. Do you have a negative view of mentally ill people, or are you mentally ill yourself? Do you ever call others crazy, insane, etc? Do you ever call yourself those things? I'm mentally ill and empathize heavily with those who suffer themselves. I absolutely do not have a negative look on mental health sufferers; we don't choose to be victims. I'm definitely not a big fan of abusing terms like "insane," because I've fucking been there, and it's not a term to take lightly. I've thrown 'em around before, but I try to avoid it. I don't call myself any of those things nowadays, but in the deepest trench of my depression and PTSD, I honest to God think I fit the definition of "insane." Does it bother you to have people comment on what you’re eating, or do you not care? What are some comments that would bother you, if any? Do you ever comment on what other people are eating or make assumptions about their intakes? YES. JUST DON'T FUCKING COMMENT. I get EXTREMELY self-conscious when my mom does this sometimes when I occasionally need a small snack to hold me out overnight, and I absolutely never will say something to someone else. It's just rude, imo. Well, I guess if someone was really destroying their health and I was close to them, I would out of concern and be very gentle, but when regarding most people? I'm keeping my thoughts to my damn self. Do you like Redbull? I've never tried it and don't want to. I'm not an energy drink fan. Who is the last person you spent money on? My mom. I remember I bought us fast food when we were out once. What are you looking forward to in the next 4 days? G U Y S!!!!!!!!! I GET MY TATTOO TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!! :'''') Also on the same day, I start my TMS therapy, which I have high hopes for. Have you ever gone a whole day without eating? No. Do you sometimes use your music player to help you fall asleep? No, but I did that for years back in middle school. Have you ever had a crush on someone “too young” for you? No. Do you shave your legs more than once a week? Haaaaaaaaa. If you could cuddle with anyone right now, who would you pick? I really wish I could cuddle my late pup Teddy again. :/ I was thinking about that recently. Are you tanned? God no. I never am. Do you try to wear dresses whenever you can? No. I wish I was in a shape where I was comfortable wearing spring dresses again... I had this floral skull one in high school that I adored. Are you wearing something that belongs to someone else? No. Have you ever been called a bitch? Yes. Did you like the person you last kissed when you kissed them? I loved her. Who did you have a meaningful conversation with last? Sara. Do you have feelings for someone? Yeah, but they're like... on a leash, you could say. I don't let 'em run free and wild, and I know that even if nothing comes of those feelings again, it's fine. Are you trying to avoid liking somebody at the moment? I think Jason will be this answer for a very long time, if not forever, given the trauma and all. I have to remind myself frequently that I love his memory, not him, because I don't even know him anymore. It's been YEARS since we spoke. Just like I've changed incredibly, I'm sure he has, too. If you saw life in black & white, would that be okay with you? I mean, it would suck, but it wouldn't be the end of the world. When you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t get back to sleep, what kinds of things are you likely to do? How often do you find you have trouble sleeping? I do exactly what you shouldn't do and get back on the laptop. I'd say I most often get on WoW and refresh the auctions I have up because that tends to tire me out because I do that shit manually to avoid any addon mishaps, and I have a looooot to put up as a gold farmer. What was the last lengthy packet you filled out? Something to see if I qualified for a sleep study. Are you a patient person? What is one way you have a lot of patience? What about not very much patience at all? I am NOT patient, at least regarding more trivial things, like sitting in waiting rooms. I do have patience though with other people with more serious things, like getting someone to open up to me. At what time during the day do you tend to feel your best? What about the worst? When I first wake up. It's a "fresh start" and it's nice to feel rested. Plus, I open a fresh can of cold soda as my "coffee" for lack of better word, haha. I'm in my worst mood probably late afternoon/early evening, by which time I am incredibly bored and just dulled down. What was the last thing you did that you wish you could take back or do differently? The last thing... I dunno. How frequently do you stay overnight somewhere that isn’t your own home? What things do you miss about home when you’re away? Do you tend to get homesick easily? Pretty much never. I do miss my room and its privacy when I'm away from home, but I wouldn't say I get homesick all that easily, so long as I have WiFi, haha. Do you tend to eat more in the beginning of the day or at night? Do you have a tendency to snack when you’re bored? If so, what kinds of snacks do you normally go for? Not necessarily the beginning of the day, but definitely more than at night. I am BAD about snacking when I'm extremely bored, but at the very least I'm conscious enough to try and find something semi-healthy, like granola bars, fruits, a scoop of peanut butter, but I also sometimes just eat like... a slice of bread or a tortilla. Horrible choice. I'm a carb fiend and I hate it. If you have any dietary restrictions, do you ever miss foods you can’t have? If not, what’s something you haven’t had for a long time that you wish you could eat again? I thankfully don't have any. I've been craving cheesecake like a madman lately. :< The spicy shrimp fritas from Olive Garden, too. Is there something you still can’t do even though you’re an adult or might be expected to do this thing? I don't have my license, and my driver's permit is even expired. I'm terrified of driving. I also don't have a job, and I can't cook. When was the last time you congratulated someone? Were you happy for them, indifferent, jealous? Uhhh I think someone on Facebook had a baby. Of course I was happy for them. What was the last milestone you reached in your life (graduating, buying a car, starting a family, etc)? What milestone are you going for next, if any? Um... I haven't reached a true milestone in years. Hell, I don't think since I started recovery from the breakup. Do you enjoy getting comments or messages? How likely are you to leave comments or messages for other people? Yeah, it makes me feel cared about. It really depends on the platform on how much I leave other people comments, and I'm extremely shy about messaging, but I'll do it sometimes. When are you most likely to scream (either out of fright, anger, or whatever)? Do you scream or yell often? When was the last time someone screamed at you (or in your presence)? Frustration, for sure. I've screamed into a pillow more than once. I definitely don't yell or especially scream often. I'm sure the last person to yell at me was Mom, but I don't remember about what. What would you say is your STRONGEST emotion? Maybe not the most frequent, but the most intense? And what emotion do you feel most weakly, even if you might feel it more often? I'd saaaay... maybe love. When I love something/someone, I love HARD. I think I experience joy the weakest; it's very muted for me. And lastly, what are you listening to? Is this a band you listen to a lot "The Heretic Anthem" by Slipknot. I wouldn't say I listen to them a lot, but I have been more than usual lately.

[hanniiesuckle17]

In The Sheets

A/n: not requested but I was watching House Md and thought I’d give this a try. Thinking of making it a series???

Member: Lee Jihoon (Woozi) ft. Seungcheol (S.Coups)

WARNINGS: Brief smut, mention of sex, swearing, mention of gore

Summary: Residency at one of the most prestigious teaching hospitals in Seoul doesn’t do much for one’s social life. Especially one’s sex life. Doctors resort to shagging in dark closets and on call rooms just to keep from killing each other. Y/n has a constant on going deal with one of the most famous attendings in the hospital. When feelings, jealousy, and a certain patient start to get involved, things fall apart.

Genre: smut? Not really, fluff, comedy?, intense, doctor!au, doctor!idol x doctor!reader, friends with benefits

The sounds of heavy breaths and strangled moans echoed in the small dark room. My body satisfied and tired, rolled off of the handsome doctor under me. Jihoon was quite the sight to see, but he always was after a round between the sheets.

There was no harm in what we were doing, because there was no emotion. Or so I thought. Lately these rendezvous with the dark, handsome, and calculating doctor had a knot growing in my stomach. The kind where when I saw him in the hall I couldn’t help but feel a little hurt when he didn’t at least smile at me.

I pushed the thought aside and decided to think about his chest rising and falling heavily beside me. “Top three.” He said with a tiny smile looking over at me. His dark hair fell in his eyes. “Top three times we’ve done it?” He shook his head and took a gasp of air before pushing himself up on his elbows. “Top three ever.” He leaned down and started attacking my collar bone with his swollen lips. Instinctively my fingers tangled in his messy black hair.

“Jihoon-” His slim form hovered over me and kissed every inch of skin he could find. Our attention was diverted at the sound of the door knob turning. Pulling the covers quickly over the both of us he hid me beneath the blanket and I pressed against his stomach, holding my breath. 

“Dr. Lee?” I heard Jihoon shift and he did his best to make his voice sound drowsy. “Yes. What is it, Kim?” I tried to stifle a laugh as his cold and pissy personality started to come back and attack the poor intern or resident who ‘woke him up’. “Chief wants to see you in her office.” Jihoon muttered a cuss word under his breath before agreeing and shooing the doctor out of the room. 

When the door fully closed, I pulled the covers away and got out of the bunk bed. I could feel Jihoon’s eyes on me as I grabbed my underwear and slipped them on. “Duty calls anyway, huh?” I was grateful I had kept my bra on and pulled on my pants before turning to Jihoon. 

My eyes landed on the spectacles sitting on the desk and handed them to the man half sitting up in bed. Not only was Jihoon attractive, but he was incredibly smart. Definitely the best doctor in the hospital and leading Diagnostician in the city. It was a big turn on. 

I checked my pager and saw a message. “Uh- I’ll be leaving first. I’ve got a surgery in an hour. I need to go prep.” I tossed on my shirt and threw on my doctor’s coat. “How come you’re the first to leave lately?” Turning I saw him out of bed and pulling up the pants of his scrubs. “I told you. I have a surgery.” If I spent much more time with him I’d be in more trouble than I already was in more ways than one. 

Suddenly I was pressed against the wall, his bare chest pressed flush against mine. “You starting to get feelings? You know that’s against the rules.” Jihoon’s breath fanned across my cheek with a smirk. He loved the fact that I was shorter than him. I lied my ass off and hoped he didn’t notice. “Feelings for you? The calculating, emotionless, sociopath, genius doctor? Never.” He scoffed and looked me in the eye.

“I have emotions.”

“Yes, happy, mad, and horny. I’m familiar with all three of them.”

I gently pushed him off of me and fixed my hair in the mirror. “Are you on call tomorrow night?” He scratched the bridge of his nose and watched me through the reflective surface. I nodded and pulled my hair back with an old and stretched out rubber band. Jihoon’s eyes scanned my wrists and neck as my fingers tied back my messy hair.

“Bye.” With a quick smile I left the room and tried to calm my fast beating heart.

The sky was still dark out as I walked back to the hospital. Sleeping for three hours in my own bed was nice. My feet shuffled into the doctor’s locker room carrying my chai tea latte. Thank god for caffiene. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. If I didn’t know myself I would have though I was a broke college student in a crop top and sweatpants rather than a doctor. As I placed my bag in my locker the door opened. 

Jihoon walked in, his black hair disheveled and covered by the blue hoodie he wore. His round glasses were perched on the end of his nose as he looked up at me. I seemed to have forgotten the fact that the attendings’ locker room was under renovation. “Morning,” He said with a smile. His eyes quickly scanned the empty room. 

Sending a small smile his way I turned back to what I was doing. More specifically trying to ignore how attractive he looked in sweats and a t-shirt. The touch of his slender fingers on my waist surprised me. “What? No, ‘Good morning, Doctor!’” The comment itself seemed harmless and normal coming from him. However the way he said it to me seemed more playful than his usual sarcasm.

I had to get these thoughts out of my head. “You giving me the silent treatment?” His grip became tighter pulling me so I was attached to his hip as his other hand moved in the locker next to me. I simply smirked and kept his stare.

“You never told me how hot you looked in sweats.” His fingers that drove my pulse through the roof found a patch of bare skin on my side. Jihoon’s eyes searched for any type of reaction. “Never seen you in anything, but scrubs.” His eyes crinkled with a smile. “Well, that’s not true.” He winked at me, inching the two of us closer.

“Fuuuuuucccckkk.” The door slammed open and I pushed Jihoon away and ripped my binder from my locker. I couldn’t help but smile at my colleague’s entrance. “Morning, Seungcheol.” The man smiled brightly at me and ran a hand through his shaggy blonde hair as he rounded the corner. “Hey beautif–Oh….Annyeonghaseo Doctor.” He bowed low obviously embarrassed of his previous action. 

Seungcheol quickly shuffled over to his locker and he began changing. Slowly residents and attendings started trickling in. Some getting off a shift and some coming on. Changed into scrubs and my coat I walked over to Seungcheol who was looking at the bulletin board. “You know why we are reporting to the Diagnostician office this morning?” I shook my head and followed his line of sight to a new posting with three names and instructions.

Dr. Choi Seungcheol

Dr. Boo Seungkwan

Dr. L/n Y/n

“We all have different expertise. You do neurology, I am more of the surgical doctor, and Dr. Boo is am immunologist. Why do they need all of us?” Seungcheol nodded looking from me to the paper. “Yo Boo!” He called out into the room. When no one responded we both turned and found the brunette doctor passed out against the wall with a chart in one hand and a redbull in the other.

“Boo,” I kicked his shoe with no response. “Boo, we’re out of redbull.”

“You should probably drive.” He shot up the words drowsily falling from his lips. I laughed and helped Seungkwan up and told him we were were needed in Diagnostics. The three of us walked side by side down the hall down to the only diagnostics office. Entering I saw Jihoon with his feet propped up on the desk wearing a maroon button down with black jeans and his doctor’s coat.

“Well, took you three long enough. Welcome to Hell.” The Jihoon I knew was gone. In his place was the sarcastic and condescending Dr. Lee.

The three of us stood staring dumbfounded at the doctor. With an exasperated sigh he pulled a paper off his desk and read from it. “Congratulations….blah blah blah…..fancy words that are a waste of space….” He turned the page over as I looked to Seungcheol and Seungkwan for any type of clue as to what was going on. “Ah! Here we go. Welcome and congratulations. You three ‘doctors’; Dr. Blondie, Dr. Legs for Days, and Dr. Redbull have all been selected to be part of an elite Diagnostics Team for Mercy Seoul Hospital.”

He threw the paper flippantly back onto his rather cluttered desk. Jihoon stared at us expectantly. “Aren’t you supposed to be jumping for joy or some shit? This is a prestigious position. You get an amazing raise of four dollars an hour!” The sarcasm was dripping in his words as he sauntered to the front of his desk and leaned on it.

I wasn’t shocked at his words unlike my colleagues, however the question of why he chose me stood prominently in my mind. “Okay then. Love the enthusiasm.” He grabbed three files off his desk and tossed them to us. “First case.” I leaned against a bookshelf and scanned the file, listening intently as Seungkwan read the file aloud.

“Female, Seo Hyunri, 34 years old. She was admitted via the ER with symptoms of regular pneumonia with an abnormal fever.” My brain started working like putting faces to names, recalling disease after disease.

“Could be a clot in her brain. A clot in the right place could cause a fever.”

“Yes, the neurologist would think that.”

Jihoon looked at the three of us in frustration. At some point he had picked up the rubik’s cube on his desk and had started messing with it. “No. It wouldn’t cause one this high.” Seungkwan said flipping through the file. “Are we going to see the patient or…” Jihoon looked to Seungcheol. “What? No why would we need to?” Embarrassed by the question he shrugged and looked back at the file.

“Come on. Just say the first thing that comes to your mind.” Jihoon walked over to a whiteboard and in definitive messy handwriting wrote the symptoms in red marker. “Normal pneumonia?” Seungkwan asked. “Give her antibiotics or penicillin and she’ll be fine in a couple days.”

“While ER doctors aren’t the smartest, I doubt that they did not try antibiotics.”

“Late onset Tuberculosis.” The words fell out of my lips before I could think. Hesitantly I looked up to find Dr. Lee staring at me, his expression unreadable. “On the right track. What else?”

Scrambling I flipped through the file. “It says she works on a farm outside the city. If she’s not vaccinated, this time of year could make it easier for someone like her to catch it.”

“Still you would treat it with antibiotics.” Dr. Boo interjected. Jihoon nodded and stood up placing a complete rubiks cube on the desk. “Well then. Let’s take a field trip.”

The three of us stood staring at each other while he strode out the door.

“You’re supposed to follow me!” Scrambling the three of us rushed down the hallway to catch up with him. This was the opportunity of a lifetime to be taught and work with Dr. Lee. I wasn’t just going to let it slip away.

We entered a room with a middle aged woman lying on the bed. Jihoon confidently walked up to her and took her arm lifting it up. She was shocked, but stayed silent as he turned to us. “Abscesses. Something the ER quite clearly missed.” It clicked in my brain.

“Melioidosis…”

“Yes, good work L/N.”

“Blondie. Put her on ceftazidime. She should be better in a couple of days.”

With that he exited the room leaving the three of us standing awkwardly in our patients presence. Handing my file to Seungcheol with a coy smile I retorted, “You heard him, Blondie.” He sighed as Boo handed him his file as well. The two of us exited the room and parted ways.

On the way back to the lockers I was pulled into a patient room. The door closed and I looked to see Jihoon with a smirk. “You did good work today. I didn’t expect you to get it first.” I scoffed. That was the only kind of compliment he gave. Back handed.

“Why did you put me on the team? There are many other surgeons you could have chosen.”

“Yeah, but they’re not you.”

“Well I don’t want the reason I got this job to be because I’m screwing my boss behind closed doors.”

“Of course behind closed doors. People would see if they were open.” His arm came to rest on the wall beside my head, making the air very warm. “But that is the reason I was chosen.” He shook his head and looked down. “No. You were chosen because you are one of the smartest doctors in this hospital.” I raised my brow in disbelief, determined not to let him get to me.

“Okay, and you never agree with me. It helps to have a little push back sometimes.” I couldn’t help but let out a tiny laugh. His hand snaked its way up my hip and to the small of my back, drawing me closer. His lips touched the corner of my mouth and then traveled down to my jaw. It was then I noticed the beeping in the room.

“Jihoon, there’s a patient in here!”

“It’s okay. He’s in a coma we won’t bother him.”

He fervently pressed a heated kiss to my lips and I couldn’t help but melt. Every touch was like a lingering light that I could feel on my skin. Thankfully his pager brought me out of the trance.

“Fuck, Mingyu. Really? Now?” He turned it off and cupped my cheek kissing me again. It took all of my will power to push against his chest. “No… you should go. It could be important.” The words came out shaky and breath like. He scoffed and kissed me once more before exiting the room and closing the door.

My legs gave out and I sank to the floor letting out a heavy breath. “Holy shit…” What the hell am I doing?

All thoughts of Jihoon left my head when a 911 came through my pager and I sprinted out the door.

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A Quick Guide to British Drinks

Tea - boil the kettle, pour it in the cup with the tea bag, add the milk, add the sugar, stir. Or some people put the milk in before the hot water.

Coffee - spoonful of instant coffee, hot water from the kettle, add the milk and sugar to taste. Coffee machines, grinders, caffetieres, and pod machines are popular and probably half the norm now but for decades, coffee in the UK was mostly just instant from a jar. Which we had no problem with, leave your instant coffee snobbery at the door, please and thank you. Nescafe is the leading brand, it’s expensive as hell. The next one would probably be Maxwell House. If you go any cheaper, you’re looking at shop’s own and that’s where your snobbery can come back because that’s just coffee scented dust.

Hot chocolate - 3 heaped spoonfuls, hot water from the kettle, then depending on brand add milk and sugar to taste. The leading brands are cadbury’s and options, the really posh stuff would be Green and Black’s Cocoa. We now have varieties such as Malters, Galaxy, Mars Bars, Magic Stars (which is Rubbish! The packaging made it look like the chocolates floated on the top and they don’t! They just melt and form a melted lumps at the bottom of the cup!) but again, shop’s own versions are available.

Lesser popular hot drinks are ovaltine and Bovril. Ovaltine is a malt drink, people tend to drink it before bed, it’s got a reputation of being an old person’s drink and maybe what grandparents will give their grandkids before bedtime. I can’t stand the stuff. Bovril is a yeast extract drink. It’s got a reputation for being associated with Birmingham, but it’s popular in a lot of areas across England, and it’s also associated with football fans.

Even lesser popular drinks, is hot beef oxo. The poor man’s Bovril. Oxo is a stock cube mostly used to make gravy with, also used in casseroles and cottage pies (beef flavouring only). I don’t know if it’s popular in one area over others, it just tends to be a replacement for Bovril, or because the flavour isn’t as strong as Bovril, as a preferred choice over bovril.

Cold drinks:-

Almost all drinks with -ade in the name are fizzy drinks. Powerade, which is a brand of energy drinks, not a flavour, are not. But lemonade, limeade, strawberryade, cherryade, orangeade and raspberryade ald other flavours named like that all are. We do not use the word soda besides when talking about Cream Soda, a specific type of fizzy drink. Regional and age demographics with determine on if it's called pop or not. In some areas pop just means lemonade, in others it means all fizzy drinks. It can be one of those family idiosyncrasies.

Rootbeer is a modern American import, most people aren't likely to drink it, we also don't have Yahoo. Almost every popular type of branded drink we have here has a shop's own version, except Tizer, Irn Bru, Lucozade. You can have a good fun time making up discounted versions of drinks. In real life we had Panda Pop Cola, Rola Cola, and Happy Cola.

Ribena is a leading brand of squash, that's a bottle of concentrated fruit syrup that you dilute down with water. It comes in blackcurrant, orange and summer fruits. There's a non-concentrated ribena strawberry version, originally available in just a little carton that you drink with a straw, but now available in bottles. Vimto is Ribena's main competitor, it’s basically the same stuff.

Depending on social class, Ribena will either be called juice, squash or cordial. Cordial is actually something slightly different. It's the same principle, a fruity syrup you dilute down but it can also be mixed with alcohol. Cordials come on fancier flavours, like elderflower, barley and fruits of the forest and is mainly aimed at a more adult market. Squash is juice, cartons of fruit juice from concentrate is juice, freshly squeezed juice from fruit is juice, bottled freshly squeezed fruit juice is called juice. Ribena has a separate cordial range but they're fairly new to the cordial market. This is a sweeping generalisation, but actual cordial is middle class. Calling squash “cordial” is “Poshing it up”.

Going back to the ribena strawberry in a carton. We do not call them juice boxes, they are “small carton drinks” and only snotty people would comment on someone drinking from a carton with a straw. I’ve seen some wierd reactions to people over the age of 12 drinking from a small carton with a straw on american television shows and it baffled me, because that’s not the general attitude here. In fact, this is a general lesson everyone should just learn actually: Don't be rude about other people's drink choices. You have no idea why someone might be drinking from small cartons with a straw. In fact, for a while CapriSun were popular with everyone, not just kids.

On the other hand, Ribena Fruit Shoot, which are small bottlles with sports lids, are marketed at kids and young teens, and you don’t find many adults drinking them, but because they’re self contained and easy to hold, I saw them quite regularly being used in disabled circles, for both kdis and adults.

Other popular soft drinks we have, besides the obvious coke and Pepsi and ones mentioned above are: Lilt, 7up, Fanta, Rubicon, Dandelion and Burdock, innocent smoothies and innocent juices. And yes, orange juice from actual oranges will come in either "Orange Juice" or "Orange Juice with Bits".

Lucozade for years was touted as a sort of cure all. Have a cold, the flu, upset tummy, or headache? You'd drink Lucozade to help the actual medicine along a bit. In the 90s it changed tactics to be more of a sports drink but I'd say it's only in the last 10 years it was able to shake off the idea that it was good for you if you were sick. It then fell out of favour a few years ago when it changed its recipe to reduce sugars, and now a lot of people don't like it.

There was a whole craze between 2005 and 2011 of drinking RedBull energy drinks and there were so many channel 5 health documentaries that talked about how bad it was for you.

Energy Drinks are still quite popular and are also something you can have a wild time coming up with names for. Popular brands here are Monster, Relentless, Rockstar, Grenade and, er... Well, I don’t want to say the name of the other popular one. The people behind the product swear they don’t mean it in a sexually vulgar way but at the same time, their advert got banned for being sexually explicit, and there’s no cats involved in either the marketing OR the making of  process. Just think of the name of the James Bond character played by Honour Blackman and you can figure it out from there.

And then there's water. Generally speaking, all water in England has been safe to drink out of taps for decades. It would be highly unusual to have unsafe drinking water from a tap. However, it does happen and it’s a nightmare to sort out because you get passed from pillar to post as every department possibly involved blames all the other departments. So it does happen. But generally speaking, no big deal if your England-based character just drinks water from their tap.

And on a slightly related note, most water from the Midlands to the south is hard water - it produces lime scale - most water in the North is soft - it doesn't produce lime scale.

If your character is from the north and goes to university in the south, they might get a nasty shock one day after using their kettle for a couple of months if they didn't already know what lime scale in a kettle looked like.Especially when they’re tipping a kettle to pour the water, and lime scale comes out along with it, ruining the perfect cup of tea.