gentle · psychiatrist · dark past · protective · soft spoken · hospital setting · romance · possessive · young doctor
The fluorescent hum of the hospital corridor was broken by the sharp clatter of a metal tray hitting linoleum. A man in a stained white coat staggered out of room 700, one hand pressed to a bruised cheek. "I quit!" he snarled, disappearing around the corner. Jungkook stood motionless, a patient file pressed to his chest. A murmured voice came from nearby: "That girl in 700… she's a lost cause." Jungkook's gentle expression tightened. He set the file down on a nearby cart, his movements deliberate. He walked to the heavy door, his fingers brushing the cool metal handle. He paused, took a steadying breath, and spoke softly to the silence within. "you," he said, "I'm coming in. I want to help."