Namjoon x reader

First Responder AU

Word count: 7156

Friends to lovers

Warnings: mature, smut 🔞(choking, vaginal sex, blowjob, fingering, edging), fluff

Summary: Namjoon's clumsiness proves to be your saving grace.

Thank you, @colormepurplex2 for the banner and the cheerleading.

The blue curtain partitioning off this emergency room bay from the others pulls back, the metal hooks jangling against each other as you lift the tablet in your hand to greet the newest patient to come into the ER. With a few swipes, you access the patient information causing you to stop short and snap your head up.

“Really, Namjoon! Again?” You look down at his lounging form, dressed in black joggers and a cream shirt, on the hospital bed cradling a heavily bandaged hand to his chest. At least he has the decency to look ashamed. You rest back on your hip, the tablet braced against your waist, “You couldn’t have made it five more days before ending up here again?”

Before he can respond, a fellow nurse walks up and silently holds their hand out. With an eyeroll and sigh, you reach into the pocket on the front of your scrub top and pull out three neatly folded bills and slap them into their hand. They smirk at the two of you before spinning with a loud laugh and heading back to the nurses’ station.

The chastised look on Namjoon’s face has morphed into a small frown, “What was that about?”

“That was about you not being able to go another week before ending up in my ER again.” You draw the curtain closed and move to his side, looking down at the tablet to review the information provided by EMS. You blink a few times at the screen before lifting your head to peer at him, “Nearly sliced your thumb off… how?”

You’ve known Namjoon two-thirds of your life seeing as he is your older brother’s closest friend. Ever since they were thrown together for a science project in middle school, they have been thick as thieves. In all that time, you don’t think you have ever seen Namjoon turn as red as he is turning right now.

Eyes cast downward and mumbles, “I was tryi-”

“Speak up for the class. I can’t hear you.”

With a roll of his eyes, his head flops back on the pillow, “I was trying to cook dinner, and turns squash is more difficult than I thought to cut through.”

Your lips purse, cheeks inflating in an effort not to laugh. The urge is a terrible pressure building in your chest; you turn, giving him your back, hand smacking across your mouth to muffle the laughs that do manage to escape. Tears prick your eyes in your effort to exercise restraint. Several beats pass with you taking in deep lungfuls of air before you spin back around to face him. “So, terribly sorry. That was unprofessional of me.”

“Quite. Don’t think I won’t tell Teddy about how poorly his sister treated me when I was in need.”

“Whatever. It’s not like he’d expect anything else.” You set the tablet down on the rolling tray and wrap your fingers around his right forearm and pull it towards you to get a better look at the hastily done bandage wrap. You can already see that blood has started to seep through the final layers of the gauze. “I’ll be right back. I need to gather the necessary supplies to clean the area before the doctor comes to stitch you up. If you’re lucky, you won’t need surgery.”

You walk out of his medical bay, leaving his curtain open, and head toward the locked supply cabinet. Using the key on your lanyard, you open the doors and pull the needed items out before relocking it, and making a stop by the nurse's station to ask them to page the on-call doctor. Leaning against the desk, you giggle at a joke your coworker makes as she reaches for the phone to page the doctor. Before she can complete the action though, you feel the body heat of someone next to you, standing way too close to be appropriate. Your shoulders stiffen as the newcomer leans on the desk next to you, his left hand moving to lightly cup your waist. 

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

Straightening abruptly you step away, jaw tight as your eyes fill with anxiety. “You would have had to be here to understand. I’m going to finish prepping the patient, and then he’ll be ready for you.” You turn abruptly and make your way back to Namjoon. Your breath leaves you shakily as the items in your arms clatter onto the metal tray.

“What was that?” he asks, his chin tilting to gesture toward the desk, concern laced in his voice.

Shaking your head sharply, “Nothing.” You slip your small hands into the nitrile gloves as you angle to face him, “Now, let’s get you prepped.”

His frown deepens, but he holds out the injured hand out to you. Bracing his arm with one hand, you slowly start to unwind the gauze wrapping his injury. After a few minutes, light is finally cast upon the damage. The note about severing his thumb was a little extreme, but was a close description. You hold his hand closer to you, looking at it from all angles; a few more centimeters, Namjoon would be getting scheduled for surgery right now and you tell him as much.

“Stop being ridiculous,” he scoffs.

“I’m not being ridiculous, Joon. A few more centimeters and you would have severe nerve and muscle damage that could only be repaired by surgery and a lot of occupational therapy. So next time, buy the pre-cut squash, ‘kay?”

Your eyes flick up and catch his wide eyes, his face a bit ashen as he takes your words to heart and nods. 

The corner of your mouth turns upward as you start cleaning the wound and treating it with a numbing agent in preparation of the doctor. Light chatter is traded between you both as you work. The banter comes to an abrupt stop as you feel a heavy palm against your back.

It doesn’t go unnoticed by Namjoon that your shoulders tighten and jaw perceptibly clenches as you are joined by the ER doctor on call. You avoid looking at Namjoon as the doctor introduces himself to Namjoon.

“Hello, um, Namjoon Kim. I’ll be the doctor attending to you this evening. I’m Dr. Brogan Rothport. Looks like you are here because of a severe laceration?”

You can feel Namjoon’s eyes flick between you and the doctor, who’s hand is still resting on your back. You hurry through the remaining cleansing and slide out of the way as soon as you can possibly manage.

Dr. Rothport moves into the vacated space looking down at the supplies you already have ready for him. He hums under his breath, “Sweetheart, can you grab me a pair of gloves?” He turns to you with an overly– unwanted– smile. “Then we can get started.”

You yank two gloves out of the box on the wall and drop them unceremoniously on the tray, “Not your sweetheart.” You shift out of reach of the doctor, moving to the other side of Namjoon’s bed.

“Don’t be ridiculous. You know I don’t mean anything by it, you’re just my favorite nurse,” he quips nonchalantly.

Before you can respond, Namjoon intercedes his free hand snaking around your waist, pulling you closer. “I don’t think she’s being ridiculous at all. After all she’s only one person’s sweetheart, isn’t that right, jagiya?”

You fight every instinct in you that wants to react and push Joon away from you. Instead you lean into his hold, your own hand gently sifting through the black strands of his hair, “You’d be correct in that, aegi.” You look down at him, and force yourself to smile at him and pray that it looks like a smile one would give to their significant other.

A sharp clearing of a throat breaks your gazes. “Oh, I wasn’t aware you had a boyfriend. I assumed you were single.”

You force a tight smile, the hand at the base of Namjoon’s head flexing a little, “Well, you know what they say about assuming.”

The doctor’s eyes narrow as he glares at you, “Why didn’t you tell me you were with someone?”

“Well, I tend to not talk about my personal life at work, and I am sure I’ve mentioned my love to you before. You’re just so busy that it’s probable it slipped your mind.”

You watch the doctor force a smile of his own as he gloves up, “This is  wonderful news, regardless.” He threads the needle and glances at Namjoon, “Well, you should definitely come to the holiday party I’m throwing for everyone this weekend. I’d love to have you.”

A smile naturally spreads across Namjoon’s full lips as he meets the doctor’s gaze, “Of course I’m coming. I was so excited when she told me it was happening. We’re just quibbling over what to bring; we hate showing up empty handed.”

You ease to a stop in front of Namjoon’s apartment building and shift your car into park. Since you were at the end of your shift when he showed up, you agreed to drop him off at his place rather than him calling your brother to pick him up. The entire twenty minute ride was a stifling silence with a soundtrack of throwback hits.  You shift in the driver’s seat, clearing your throat, “So how are we going to play this?”

Namjoon stills before shifting back to face you. “Play what?

“This fake relationship we are suddenly in.”

“We don’t have to play anything. Just tell you coworkers we broke up or I got sick or something.”

A sardonic laugh filters into the silence as you shake your head. “Yeah, no. You started us down this path, so you need to commit to this path with me.”

His brow furrows, “I don’t see why we would need to do that. No one is going to really care.”

“Joon, what do you think will happen when I show up to that party alone and Brogan realizes I am alone?” You shift your body to face him head on. “Ever since Brogan transferred to this hospital he has been invading my personal space, asking me out, and calling me ‘sweetheart.’ For six months, I have been dealing with this and I am at my breaking point.”

With wide eyes, “Wait, six months? Have you reported this to anyone? Does Teddy know about this?”

“I cannot have my brother storming into my workplace and assaulting an attending. I don’t need his good intentions to inappropriately escalate things. I reported the behavior to human resources a few weeks ago, but nothing came of it. Everyone at that damn hospital falls for his charisma.”

You watch Namjoon struggle to control his emotions, his jaw tense and his tongue stabbing a sharp dent in his cheek. You remain silent, letting him process. You glance back at him as his hand reaches over and cups your own. “Well, nae sarang, what are we bringing to his party?”

After a brief argument in the car about who would carry in the spiced cider, an argument you won after asking if he was trying to end up back in the ER if he ruptures his stitches, you step out of the warmth of your car into the chill winter air. You wait for Namjoon to join you on the walkway, your eyes tracing over the obnoxiously large house with a huge expanse of manicured grounds idyllically decorated with snow.

“Good lord, his house is as garish as his personality.” You start up the cleared walkway and approach the black front door with an ostentatious gold knocker and wait for it to open after Namjoon knocks. With a deep breath, you both slip into your roles as the door swings open.

Namjoon’s arm curls around your waist, you easily lean into his hold and paint a smile on your face as Brogan greets you and invites you inside. Namjoon’s hand slides to the small of your back ushering you inside before him. Brogan smiles at you, barely acknowledging Namjoon’s presence beside you, as he shuts the door. “So glad you could make it. You’re looking beautiful as always.” His eyes trace along the collar of your off-the-shoulder green sweater. “Really love your sweater… It's so festive.”

You suppress the shudder that begs to be let out. “Well, we are happy to be here. She talks so much about her coworkers, I can’t wait to finally meet them all!” You watch as Brogan finally looks away from you and nods his head in greeting at Namjoon.

“We are looking forward to meeting her elusive partner.” Brogan turns back to you. “Can I take that for you?” He motions at the spiced cider you’re holding.

You quickly give it up, eager for him to be away from you. Your shoulders relax as Brogan turns away from you, Namjoon’s hand rubbing soothingly against your back. “Let me take your coat for you.”

“Thanks, Joon,” you accept dropping your arms to your sides for him to slide your coat off. You straighten your dark green knitted sweater, waiting to the side for him to hang your coats up.

“You ready?” You can see the worry in his face that he is failing to mask.

Your fingers lace with his, “Let’s do this.”

You pull him behind you as you move from the foyer into the gathering area. This time a real smile dawns your face as you start greeting your colleagues. Namjoon easily falls into step beside you and plays his role to perfection. He knows exactly when to be an active participant in the various conversations and when to let you shine, interjecting cute anecdotes, witty remarks, or thoughtful observations. 

He is currently in the middle of telling an embarrassing story about you from a few years ago, when a set of arms circles around your waist from behind. You know exactly who it is without evening needing to look. A soft smile chases away the blush that was heating your face as you lean into the hold. “Hey, when did you get here?” you ask over your shoulder.

Hoseok rests his chin on your shoulder, “We just got here. Someone,” his eyes cut to the side pointedly at Jimin, “wanted to swing by the hospital. He insisted he needed to check in on his patients in the NICU.”

You giggle, “Did he? Let me guess, that side adventure took an hour.” Jimin pouts, crossing his arms, telling you all you need to know. Jimin has always gone above and beyond as a nurse in the NICU of your hospital. In fact, that is how he met his husband, Hoseok, who is a nurse two floors down in pediatrics. Your giggles grow louder, accompanied by Hoseok and Namjoon’s laugh, drawing attention from folks not even in your small circle. 

Your laughter fades because one of those people is Brogan. You stifle a sigh as you are pulled out of your comfort bubble. In your excitement to have your very close friends here, you didn’t notice the odd, surreptitious glances others have been giving you as you remain in Hoseok’s hold. You straighten and step out of Hoseok’s back hug and closer to Namjoon.

“What’s with the vibe change?” Hoseok’s eyes bounce around the circle.

Brogan clears his throat, “You seem awfully handsy with someone who has a partner. Last I checked, Namjoon doesn’t like that.”

“Also, she told us that this was the first time her coworkers were meeting Namjoon,” someone else throws out.

Hoseok and Jimin turn as a unit to look at you and Namjoon. You can feel their eyes take notice of the way his hand rests on your hip. In sync, they both slowly blink at you before turning back to the group. “Well, this may be your first introduction to Joonie here, but Hobi and I have been friends with both of them for years.” Jimin delivers with his signature smile.

Some of the tension bleeds from your shoulders as relief washes over you. You were worried for a second that Hobi or Jimin would inadvertently blow your cover. You lean into Namjoon’s side, his hand idly rubbing your hip, and smile because you should have never doubted that your close friends wouldn’t go along with your plan. 

“Still Namjoon, you seem completely fine with Hoseok being all over your woman,” Brogan brashly throws out, staring Namjoon down.

Namjoon smirks, rising to the challenge, “One, she is her own person; not an object to own. Two, who she does and does not let into her personal space is her own choice. Three, why is this any of your business?”

You turn into him slightly, a huge smile on your face, “And this is why I keep you around.”

Namjoon’s head tilts towards you as he gives a conspiratorial wink, and you can’t explain what comes next. It almost feels like an out-of-body experience as your hand reaches up to cup his jaw, you go up on your tiptoes, and kiss him. You feel his fingers flex on your hip where they rest, before he relaxes into it and kisses you back. His hand slides to the small of your back, pulling you closer as his lips move against yours. Holy shit, you are kissing your brother’s best friend!

A clearing of a throat breaks you two apart, your eyes slowly open taking in Namjoon’s own bewildered gaze. You settle back on your feet with flushed cheeks and a soft smile, your fingers brushing against your lips in a daze. A hint of pink dusts Namjoon’s cheeks, your head turns back to the group and Namjoon leans close to whisper in your ear, “That was pleasantly unexpected.”

You capture your lip between your teeth as heat creeps up your neck. Not even Brogan’s piercing gaze can steal that moment from you. You catch out of the corner of your eye, Jimin discreetly throwing you a look of surprise. You give a tiny shake of your head and mouth a ‘later.’

Brogan claps his hands, his face stony, “Well while that was riveting, shall we move on to the gift exchange?” With hums of acknowledgement, everyone starts moving to grab the presents they brought. 

Namjoon turns to you with a question in his eyes. You pat his chest, “Don’t worry about it. This was a staff exchange only.”

“Hm, that’s good seeing as I didn’t bring anything and was going to piggyback off your gift.”

You roll your eyes, “I would expect nothing less, Joon.” You head back to where you left your tote and pull out a gold gift bag with a sparkly red ribbon tied around the handles. “Since I am so gracious, this can be from both of us.” His chuckle resonates from his chest as he takes your hand again and leads you to the last open seat, plush chair next to the hearth. Namjoon takes the seat and pulls you onto his lap. You can’t help the small gasp of air that escapes you as he pulls you down with no resistance; rolling your lip between your teeth as his hand naturally comes to rest on your hip to hold you in place. 

Across the grouping of chairs, Hoseok wiggles his eyebrows at you. You shake your head diverting your eyes so as not to encourage him. Unfortunately, your gaze lands on Brogan and you catch him staring at you with narrowed eyes, jaw tense. His glare makes your skin crawl. You shift on Namjoon’s lap resting against him more, his hand soothingly rubbing your side as he catches your gaze. “Are you alright?” he whispers.

You gently knock your forehead against his, “Yes, because of you.”

The edges of his lips tilt upward. “Glad to be of service.” His eyes flick down to your lips and back to yours. You remain still as he leans in and brings your lips together, your eyes shuttering as your lips move with his. Quicker than you probably wanted, you pull back and brush your thumb along the edge of his thick bottom lip.

The eagerness of Jimin’s voice brings you out of your private bubble. “Gift time! I want to go first.” He reaches down to the side and picks up a lovely wrapped present and holds it in his lap. “I am sure you are all hoping that I was your Secret Santa  because who wouldn’t. Lucky for me, though, I was given someone who I already was shopping for. Yeobo, Merry Christmas!” Jimin turns to Hoseok and slides the present from his lap and onto Hobi’s.

Hoseok’s whole face lights up with a brilliant smile. “What! How did you keep this from me?”

“One doesn’t reveal their secrets.” Jimin leans in and pecks Hoseok’s cheek. “Hurry up now and show everyone my amazing present.”

Hoseok resembles a little kid on Christmas morning with the way he attacks the wrapping paper. In seconds, a white box is revealed and from across the way you see the Louis Vuitton insignia embossed on the lid. Hoseok is practically bouncing in his seat as he pulls open the lid and lets it slide to the floor. Reverently, he reaches in, eyes wide, and pulls out a black on black crossbody sling bag.  

Hoseok tears his eyes away from the gift to look lovingly at Jimin, “Sweets… I don’t even know what to say.”

Jimin smiles fondly at him, “A thank you and kiss would suffice.” 

Hoseok laughs and leans in kissing Jimin softly, pulling back he presses their foreheads together, “Thank you.”

“That kind of feels unfair that you got your husband as your person, but whatever,” another pediatric nurse quips. That has everyone chuckling as the gift exchange continues. It’s not long after the plush rug is littered with paper and empty gift bags as it gets down to the last few people who need to hand out their gift.

You bounce a little on Namjoon’s lap, “I want to go next!” You give the bag on your lap a little shake, “I was really excited to get this person as I have been wanting to buy this for them ever since I saw it in the store.” You slip off Namjoon’s lap and cross over to Jimin. “Merry Christmas, Chim!”

You can’t miss the way his eyes light before making your way back to Namjoon. By the time you have settled back down, Jimin has already pulled the gift out. His hands gently stroke over the cream cashmere scarf in his hands. “Oh, this is beautiful.” He sends you a fond smile and wraps the scarf around his neck, “I love it. Thank you!”

“Only the best for my bestie,” you shoot back cheesily.

“While it has been a joy to watch all of this, it is my turn to give my gift.” Brogan stands up and picks up the flat silver-wrapped box at his feet. You figured out after the halfway point that Brogan was probably your Secret Santa, and you have been dreading it ever since. You sink back into Namjoon as Brogan approaches, he offers the present to you with an uncomfortable amount of eye contact. 

You gingerly accept the box, setting it across your lap. Namjoon strokes your hip attempting to ease the tension running through you.  He props his chin on your shoulder and watches you take apart the wrapping paper to reveal a white box embossed with the name La Perla . Your back stiffens and you can already feel the heat crawling up your neck; Namjoon’s hand tightens on your hip as he watches you lift the lid off. Your lips purse tightly as you reveal the black lace corset lingerie nestled in tissue paper. Your hands grip the box edges, your body vibrating with a riot of emotions leaving you unable to speak. 

Namjoon, sensing your turmoil turns his steely gaze on Brogan and gives him an overly-saccharine grin, “Didn’t know you were so thoughtful, Brogan. While I am perfectly capable of purchasing my love lingerie, we will definitely put this to good use.” 

Finally getting a semi-handle on your emotions, you look up in time to see Brogan’s face tighten in anger, his cheeks tinting red. You lean back into Namjoon, head resting back on his shoulder as he reaches in to pick up the lace lingerie to show it to the group. “Yes thank you, Brogan. Despite it being very inappropriate to buy a colleague lingerie. I’ll make sure to wear it for my love; hopefully, it’ll make it through in one piece, Namjoon can get a little wild sometimes.”

“Lovely,” Brogan turns on his heel and walks out of the den. It feels like everyone releases the tension they were holding during that exchange and looks over at you, a mix of emotions displayed on their faces.

You cover your face with your hands, “What the fuck.”

“Mm, very quality.” You slide your hands down to peek at Jimin who’s gingerly holding the corset up and appraising it. “Don’t give me that look. He is a creep, but he does have relatively good taste.”

You snatch the garment from him and stuff it back into the box, slapping on the lid. “That is so beside the point.” You stand up and turn to look at Namjoon, “I’m ready to go. Are you?”

He nods and stands up taking the box from you as you quickly hug Jimin and Hoseok good-bye. Namjoon does the bro hug thing with them and then you’re in the foyer putting back on your layers. With one last wave, Namjoon opens the front door and jumps back, shouting in shock as a  pile of snow rushes in through the open door.

Other guests start trailing in to see what the commotion is about as you look out the door and see piles and piles of snow have accumulated over the last few hours. Something that no one had realized because Brogan had drawn all the drapes to hold out the cold.  “You’ve got to be shitting me,” you huff.

After an hour of arguing in circles, praying to a higher power, an almost brawl, and checking the weather reports, it's determined that you are all stuck for at least the night. You’re currently settled in one of several lounges in this overly large house with Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jimin. 

“Did I do something terrible in a past life?” You throw the question out as you lay on your back across one of the sofas, your legs draped over Namjoon’s lap. 

“Mmmm, probably. I always thought you did something devious in your past life. Maybe something like an interrogator or an assassin. Sometimes your looks can kill.” Jimin laughs as he catches the throw pillow you toss at his face.

“That was a rhetorical question.” 

Hoseok clears his throat, “So are we not going to talk about the elephant in the room?”

Namjoon’s hand rubs soothingly up and down your calf, “Like what a massive asshole Brogan is?”

“Yes, and that apparently you’re dating your best friend’s little sister.” Hoseok eyes the both of you.

Namjoon catches your eye and shrugs one shoulder at you, leaving the choice up to you. With a sigh, you shift to a sitting position but leave your legs on Namjoon’s lap. “I would have told you if I was really with Namjoon. He is helping me keep Brogan at bay.”

Jimin straightens up, “What did he do?”

You divert your eyes, worrying your lower lip. Namjoon gently squeezes your calf and answers, “I was at the ER–”

“Again?!” Jimin interjects.

Namjoon ignores the comment and continues, “I had cut my hand pretty badly and she was assigned as my ER nurse. I witnessed Brogan inappropriately try to flirt with her and invade her space.” He looks over at you, “She was clearly upset and uncomfortable, and so I acted on instinct and pretended to be her boyfriend to get him to back off.”

“It threw me for a moment, but I went along with it and grabbed that life preserver with both hands.” You look at Namjoon, your expression relaying how grateful you are for his intervention.

Hoseok snaps, “Can’t believe that prick still works at our hospital.”

“Money talks and Daddy’s money talks even louder,” Jimin quips sardonically.

The three of you nod solemnly. Hoseok softly claps his hands, “Let’s stop wasting our time thinking about that asshole. I’d rather discuss how your fake relationship somehow includes very real kissing.”

You duck your head, cheeks heating, “Um, I don’t really have an explanation for that.” You glance at Namjoon, “It just felt right.”

“Twice?”

Namjoon’s dimples appear as he laughs softly and nods. His fingers crawl up your leg to snag your fingers in his. “Pissed Brogan off didn’t it?” Namjoon says as his eyes fill with a contradicting message.

Your hands grip the cold edge of the marble countertop in the bathroom and take a few deep breaths. Your mind is a mess and can’t seem to settle on any one thought. You’ve really managed to stick your foot in it this time and now you have to sleep in the same bed. 

Was he just playing along? 

Did he actually want to kiss you?

Will he be expecting more after those kisses? You‘re not ashamed to admit you like what you’ve experienced thus far.

Do I want more? You lift your head and stare at your reflection. Worrying at your lip, you think about the consequences if you do what you want to versus what you should probably do. You release the pull you have on your lip having made your decision. 

Namjoon is idly scrolling on his phone as he lounges on the mound of pillows on the king-size bed when you open the bathroom door and casually lean against the doorframe. The light from behind you perfectly framing every dip and curve of your body in the expensive lingerie that was gifted to you. You know you look amazing; the corset is perfectly cinched at your waist providing just the right lift to your breasts, the lace briefs highlighting everything it needs to. 

Namjoon’s eyes flick over and then back to his phone but quickly snapback, his phone slipping from his hands, as he fully takes you in. You can’t suppress the smirk that lifts your lips as his eyes trail down your body.

He slowly sits up, “Um, what are you doing?”

“What feels good.”

He blinks slowly at you, his mouth still gaping.

“It would be a shame to waste all of this, no?” Your hand trails down your side from just under your chest to your hip.

Namjoon stands up and stalks toward you, the intensity of his gaze ensnaring yours. He comes to a stop, leaving just a breath of space between you. He lightly runs his finger along the thin strap of the corset, it’s more like a whisper of a touch actually. “It would be a crime to not take advantage of the generosity provided to us.”

Your breath shudders as that whisper of a touch teases along the top of the corset, teasing you. “Absolutely,” you whisper.

Namjoon’s lips crash against yours as he yanks you against him. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, arching into him as his tongue sweeps into your mouth. You slide one hand into the hair at his nape, the other gripping the back of his shirt as you meet him with equal vigor. He slides his hands down your waist to your hips before sliding around to grip your ass and lifting you into the air. You don’t hesitate to wrap your legs around his waist, your tongues dueling with each other.

A grunt forced from your mouth into his as your back collides with the wall, his hips pinning you to the hard surface as his hands navigate back to your waist. You nip and pull at his thick bottom lip as his fingers dig into your ribs. He dives down to your neck, his tongue leaving behind a wet trail before settling on a spot and sucking. 

Namjoon presses his forehead to yours, his breath gusting against your face, as he pauses the frenzy. He gently squeezes your waist, “Are you really sure? If we cross this line, there’s no going back.”

Your tongue traces over your lips and you nod. “I am very sure. Ever since that first kiss, I haven’t stopped thinking of the possibilities.”

As the last words leave your lips, his hips kick forward grinding your lower back hard against the wall as his hands wedge between to start popping open the fastenings on your corset. Your head falls back against the wall, his mouth leaving a string of purple bruises down the column of your neck. A surprised gasp is pulled from you at the sudden pressure of his teeth biting down on the skin of your collar bone. You arch into it, your fingers digging into his shoulders.

You feel the deep timbre of his laugh more than hear it, “Mmm, you liked that huh?” He unhooks the last fastener, your chest spilling free as the tension of lace falls away. You hold eye contact, your teeth digging into your own lip, as his large palm cups you and slowly starts to squeeze. The rhythm of your breathing falters with the slow increase in pressure around your tender breast, drawing a whimper from you. His eyes dart to the mottled skin around his fingers as he maintains the harsh grip he has on you. “There something you want to tell me?”

He releases his grip, the pressure from his hold leaving behind a dark reddish-purple ring around your breast. You buck your hips as much as you can as blood rushes back into the area. “Take my mind off tonight. Make me forget everything. I won’t break…but it never hurts to try.”

You can see the sparks ignite in his eyes as his lips collide with yours, this kiss punishing and intense. Before your body can fully react to it, your grip on gravity is yanked away as you sail through the air and land with a bounce on the plush bed. You lay there for a beat, heart racing before leveraging up onto your elbows. Fortunately just in the nick of time because you get a front row seat to Namjoon stripping off his clothes as he stalks toward the bed after you. The last piece of clothing, his boxer briefs, join the rest of the clothes strewn across the floor; your eyes can’t settle on any one thing to look at. 

Namjoon is a fucking adonis. Your eyes run from his broad shoulders to the taper of his waist down to follow his v-line straight to the thick cock framed by even thicker thighs. A startled sound escapes you as he grabs one of your ankles and yanks you to the edge of the mattress, stepping in between your spread legs. His hand cups your cheek, his thumb brushing along your jaw before tilting your head back and meeting your eyes. His fingers slip back to cup the back of your hair, your body tensing in anticipation. Suddenly his grip on your hair tightens, yanking your head back sharply, “Tap out if it’s too much.”

You’re barely able to nod your head before being pulled forward and having your lips spread open by his cock. You roll your eyes up to watch him watch you as his hips continue their slow press forward only stopping when his tip is nestled at the back of your throat. He stills for a moment just taking the view in, but it’s not long before you become impatient. You flutter your lashes at him and that turns out to be the perfect thing to set him off.

His hips draw back and snap forward, his hand holding you in place as he starts fucking your mouth. Your fingers curl and hold onto the blankets under you as he uses your mouth. You can’t help but moan around him with the way his cock is perfectly stretching your jaw wide and coating your tongue with the taste of him. Your deep moan has his hips kicking forward even harder, his cock sliding down your throat. Your eyes sting with the pricking of tears as his pace intensifies, your body flushed with need as he takes what he wants from you.

“Fuck, your mouth. It’s so perfect,” he moans, head falling back on his shoulders before rolling to look down at you. “Just look at you taking my cock so well.” His pace slows until with one last deep push he buries his cock deep in your throat, your nose almost touching his pelvis. He keeps you there for a moment, your throat spasming as you choke on the meat of him.

Your seconds from needing to tap out when he pulls you off him, a thick trail of your saliva tethers you together before snapping when he releases his hold on your hair letting you collapse back on the bed. Your throat burns as you suck down air while simultaneously giving in to the urge to cough and clear your throat. Namjoon stands over you watching you patiently. It’s not too long before your body calms and you look up at him, face wet with tears and slick with your spit.

“Okay?”

You give a raspy laugh, “Never better.”

“Who knew you were hiding this side of you? How much more can you take?”

You bite your lip and lift one of your legs to slide your foot up along the hard planes of his abdomen. “I contain multitudes.” You slide your foot down until your toes are lightly ghosting down his length, “All of it.”

A visible tremor runs through you as Namjoon gives you a devious smile and glides his hands down your legs to the lace edges of your lingerie. He balls his fist in the front panel and yanks, ripping them from your body. Your hips are jerked off the bed with the force of it. A deep pulse throbbing within you at the aggression.

You can feel the weight of his gaze between your legs, you watch as he bites his own lip before sliding a finger through your swollen, wet lips. His finger dips in teasing you before he plunges two fingers into you. You arch off the bed with a gasp, your body clasping tight around him. 

His fingers quickly work you into a frenzy, a deep heat coiling in your belly that has you yanking on the bedding around you. You're ready for the explosion of pleasure that is about to happen when his fingers yank free of you. Your eyes snap open, “What the fuck?”

He straightens and shrugs, “I don’t think you earned it just yet.”

If looks could kill, daggers would be piercing his chest right now. As is, he just chuckles at your frustration, grabbing you by the hips. He flips you over onto your front, your hips curved right over the edge of the bed. A ringing sound echoes through the room as a sharp sting blooms along your ass. His hand soothingly rubs the sting away before he grips both your hips and tilts you just right. 

Your breath shudders from you as you feel his heat glide between your aching lips and teases your tight bundle of nerves. He repeats the motion again and again until you’re a mewling mess in front of him. Tears prick your eyes in frustration, your body desperate for more when the heat of his body leaves you for a brief moment before connecting back with you. His pelvis slams against your ass as he buries his cock inside you.

You don’t even bother to smother the scream that escapes you as he splits you open on his thick cock. You’re writhing on the bed, unsure if you are trying to get away or get closer to him. He waits patiently until you’ve calmed and have relaxed back into the mattress before moving again.

The slow drag of him leaving you pulls moans from both of you, your walls clinging to every inch of him. It’s only the tightening of his grip on you that gives you a warning as he snaps his hips forward again. The pace he sets is brutal as he fucks you into the mattress. Your hands desperately grapple at the bedding needing to hold on as he fucks you into another universe. The skin of your ass burning with the intensity of his thrusts driving you higher and higher.

You cry out as his fist wraps in your hair and yanks you backward, pressing your back to his chest. The tip of his cock hitting you at just the right angle has you clawing at his arms, your eyes rolling back in your head. One hand remains on your hip as he keeps pace, the other sliding to curl around the front of your neck pushing your head back to rest on his shoulder.

The cries you were letting out are swiftly cut off as his hand squeezes down around your throat. Your walls tighten around him as he slowly increases the pressure from just restricting your vocal chords to cutting off your air flow completely. The speed of his thrusts slows as your pussy clamps down tighter on his cock. A few more deep thrusts has your nails biting hard into his arms, leaving deep red crescents. He releases his grip on your throat and the rush of oxygen back into your lungs along with the waves of pleasure crashing through you has you seeing stars.

You’re almost completely out of it as Namjoon rams deep one more time and spills into your depths. You both fall forward onto the bed, Namjoon just manages to catch himself on his left arm so he doesn’t crush you. You’re unsure of how long you remain like that as you come back to earth, but soon he is pulling out of you and disappearing into the bathroom as you lay there eyes closed.

You jolt back to awareness when the warm softness of a cloth strokes between your legs. You squirm as he brushes against your sensitive pussy before settling back down when he tosses the cloth toward the bathroom door and helps you shift to lay fully on the bed. He shuffles in next to you and pulls the duvet over you both.

You curl against him, resting your head on his shoulder as you loosely wrap an arm and a leg around him. You nuzzle at the skin of his bare chest, “Mmm, so how are we going to break this to Teddy?”

ok. More.

Catastrophe. Something like a natural disaster or robbery gone wrong where both jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi are officers and/or EMTs on the scene. Saving lives, maybe getting hurt in the process? Ya know?

lost prince. This one would just be fun I think for any fandom😊

could just have a super fluffy teacher x teacher, where they are trying to hide there relationship from the students. But, the students catch on to what’s happening. Also works for any.

falling in love with the sound before the face. Where charecter A hears beautiful music and follows it, only to find the musician is even more beautiful than the music. Lmao another fluff. Just thought it was cute

gotta love a classic kidnap. Maybe with like a twist? Maybe he was kidnapped because… OH! Chen Yuzhi just inherited a bunch of money and assets after an old mentor passed. He is not used to the lifestyle and the greedy people he is now surrounded by. But it’s ok cause he has his protective police husband taking care of him.

Boom! 5 more. 😂 some of them I left blank or without names, so u could pick which show/couple u would want to use. 😌

I honestly love all of these, but I'm going to go for #1 for this ask and I'll post the rest of the prompts later

It was a rather beautiful day as Dr. Chen Yuzhi arrived at his daughter’s, Keying’s, daycare, parking the car before he got out and opened the back door, helping Keying out.  He then grabbed her bag and handed it to her before he took her hand and headed into the school.         “Be a good girl at school today, okay?” he instructed.  Keying looked up at him and nodded.         “Yes, Daddy” she replied.  Chen Yuzhi smiled and gently petted her hair before he motioned to the classroom.         “Alright, go on now.  I’ll pick you up after work, okay?” he stated.  Keying nodded again.         “’Kay!” she exclaimed before she turned and rushed into the school to put away her books.  Chen Yuzhi watched her rush off, a small smile on his face, when one of the daycare teachers walked over to him.         “Dr. Chen, can I have a word?” she asked, causing Chen Yuzhi to look over at her and smile.         “Oh, Ms. Wang, good morning” he greeted.  The daycare teacher, Ms. Wang, dipped her head in reply.         “Good morning” she replied before she cleared her throat.         “Um…I’m very sorry for saying this…but there’s a guardian that wants Keying to stop coming for a bit” she stated, causing Chen Yuzhi to frown before he looked over to see a group of women gossiping with each other, one of them throwing a glance towards him before turning back to the group of women.  He stared at the group of women for a moment before he looked back at Ms. Wang and huffed.         “It’s because I’m a healthcare professional, right?” he asked.  Ms. Wang nodded.         “There’s someone susceptible to infectious diseases and they’re afraid that Keying might spread it to them” she explained.  Chen Yuzhi growled before he shut his eyes and took a deep breath, calming himself before he looked at her again.         “Is Keying doing well in class?” he asked.  Ms. Wang nodded.         “She’s doing fine, but some children stay a little further away from her because as you know, parents’ words are infectious to children and some are raising their voices…I may have to consult with you again” she explained.  Chen Yuzhi growled softly again before he looked at her and nodded.         “I understand, thank you for letting me know” he thanked, Ms. Wang nodding as he turned and headed out of the school to his car, quickly getting inside before he headed to work. ~*~*~*~*~*~ When he arrived at work, he quickly headed to the MER, or Mobile Emergency Room, office and stepped inside, causing his co-workers to look over at him and smile.         “Good morning, Yuzhi” Chu Ran, a nurse, greeted.  Chen Yuzhi smiled slightly.         “Good morning, Chu Ran” he replied as he walked over to the table where the other members of the MER were sitting, sitting down beside Zhan Junbai, another doctor.         “Why the long face, Yuzhi?” Yu Tangchun, a third doctor, asked, raising an eyebrow.  Chen Yuzhi looked at him before he sighed.         “Ah, I was told by one of Keying’s daycare teachers that I should probably have her not go to school for a few days because one of the children’s parents are afraid that because I’m a healthcare professional, I’ll pass infectious diseases onto Keying and that Keying will in turn affect other children.  Apparently there’s a child susceptible to infectious diseases and they don’t want Keying to get them sick” he explained.  Everyone looked at him in shock before Chu Ran shook her head.         “That’s ridiculous!  Why would they…if they’re so worried about that child getting sick, then shouldn’t they pull them out of school and not force you to pull Keying out?!” she exclaimed.  Zhong Yiren, MER’s anesthesiologist, huffed.         “If only it were that easy.  They figure it’s easy to blame the healthcare worker and their child then actually making sure their child is healthy…they prefer it that the world revolve around them” she grumbled.  Chu Min, MER’s medical engineer, shook his head.         “But that’s just wrong…” he grumbled.  Zhan Junbai hummed.         “It is, but unfortunately, that’s the world we live in” he stated, just as an alarm began to go off, causing Chen Yuzhi and the others to look towards their large television with wide eyes.         “Message from the Jing City Government Crisis Management Office, a barricading incident in Guangzhou.  It seems that customers and employees inside a shop were cut by a knife.  Details of the injuries and situation are unknown but it’s been designated a small scale medical case.  Requesting the dispatch of Jing City MER” a voice declared on the intercom.  Chen Yuzhi then quickly pushed himself to his feet before he rushed over to the microphone that connected him to the crisis management office and pressed the button.         “MER, roger that” he replied before he turned to his colleagues and nodded.         “Suit up” he barked.

~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, at the Jing City Government Crisis Management Office, one of the members turned to look at their leader with wide eyes.         “Still unsure of how many people are injured!  The site is under the control of the Jing City Police Department, we’re not getting any information!” he exclaimed.  The leader of the crisis management office, Jin Dacheng, huffed.         “What about the disaster prevention helicopters?” he demanded.  Another subordinate, Liu Li, shook her head.         “Without permission from the police, we can’t get close enough!” she exclaimed.         “Get a good connection from a distance” Jin Dacheng barked.  Liu Li nodded.         “Video’s coming from the disaster prevention helicopter!” she declared, soon projecting a live video feed of the scene.  As they all stared at the video, Jin Dacheng shook his head in disbelief.         “Bigger than described” he breathed.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, on the road, Chen Yuzhi placed a headset into his ear and connected with the crisis management office.         “This is Dr. Chen Yuzhi, what’s the situation at the scene?” he inquired.         “We’re currently collecting detailed information” Liu Li replied.         “This is Jin Dacheng, there are more than 10 injured people seen visually.  There are severely injured people, so hurry!” Jin Dacheng barked.           “Roger that” Chen Yuzhi replied.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once MER arrived at the scene, they all hopped out of the van, Jin Dacheng barking in their ear.         “The severely injured people are priority.  Protect them with a shield and transport them from the scene” he barked.         “Understood” Chen Yuzhi replied as he and the others ran over to scene, only to have an officer rush over to them, waving his hand.         “No, no, no, no medical workers!” he exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi to frown.         “What’s going on?” he asked.  The young officer looked at him before he pointed to a nearby restaurant.         “The criminal is barricaded in that restaurant over there and since we’ve been informed that he has a firearm, it’s dangerous to approach.  Please wait until we move the rescued to a safe area, okay?” he requested.  Chen Yuzhi hummed and was about to agree when he noticed a young woman still lying on the ground, blood soaking her clothing.  At the sight of her, he paused before he turned to look at his team.         “Junbai, Chu Ran, among the patients carried out of the fence, please take the ones with the most severe bleeding to the ambulance first” he instructed.  Zhan Junbai and Chu Ran nodded.         “Okay” they agreed as he turned to look at Yu Tangchun.         “Tangchun, disinfect and dress patients with shallow wounds” he ordered.  Yu Tangchun nodded.         “Okay” he agreed as Chen Yuzhi turned to finally look at Chu Min and Zhong Yiren.         “Yiren, Chu Min, please prep the forceps for surgery” he ordered.  Zhong Yiren and Chu Min nodded and turned to head back to the MER when Chu Min looked at him.         “What will you be doing?” he asked.  Chen Yuzhi smiled as he pulled out a handful of cards with colors on them and held them up.         “I’m going to do triage” he declared before he turned and jumped over the fence, causing a bunch of officers to come running over to him, trying to stop him.         “No, no, no!” they exclaimed, only for him to smile at them.         “Thank you for your hard work, now excuse me” he replied, shoving them out of his way as he ran over to a woman lying on the ground.         “I’m Chen Yuzhi, a doctor.  Do you understand?  Let me examine you” he requested, quickly kneeling down beside her as he slipped the card over her wrist.  Once he had placed the card on her wrist, he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, kneeling beside them.         “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine” he assured as he slipped a card over their wrist before he began to look at them.         “Let me examine your wound” he murmured, just as a few officers ran over to him and shielded them with their shields.  While they were shielding them, Chen Yuzhi looked the victim over, who was shaking, before he ripped off the green color on the card, signaling that the victim was injured, but not in critical condition.           “Don’t worry, the hospital will take care of you” he promised before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, who was clutching at his arm.         “I’m Chen Yuzhi, a doctor.  Do you understand?  Sorry, let me examine your injury” he requested, looking the man over just as the two officers who had been following him ran over to him, one of the kneeling down and pointing their weapon at the restaurant while the other one holding the shield looked at Chen Yuzhi in confusion.         “What are you doing?” he demanded before he knelt down in front of him, shielding himself, Chen Yuzhi, and the victim, with his shield.         “It’s triage” Chen Yuzhi answered as he slipped the card over the victim’s wrist and continued to look over the injured man.  The officer guarding him huffed.         “The criminal has barricaded himself in the restaurant, leave!” he barked.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “Absolutely not!  The rescue of the injured is the highest priority!” he snapped back, causing the officer to look over at him with wide eyes.         “What?  Who the fuck are you?” he demanded.  Chen Yuzhi looked back at him and smiled.         “I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi, nice to meet you” he replied before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, kneeling beside them.         “Hello, do you understand me?” he asked as the officer looked over at him.         “Isn’t that just mere window dressing from the Governor?” he inquired before he also pushed himself to his feet and walked over to Chen Yuzhi, kneeling before him again.         “In that case, do your grandstanding somewhere else!” he ordered.  However, Chen Yuzhi didn’t hear him and just pressed his headset, connecting him with the other doctors as he pressed his gloved hand to the victim’s abdomen.         “From Chen Yuzhi to MER, one person needs an emergency operation.  Female in her 30s, puncture wound in her upper left abdomen.  It seems to be in the abdominal cavity, there’s also pulsation hemorrhaging.  She’s in hemorrhagic shock!  Yiren, prepare 6 units of type O plus dark red.  Chu Min, rapidly warm blood transfusion to level 1” he ordered, just as the officer turned to look at him with wide eyes.         “Oi!” he exclaimed, but Chen Yuzhi ignored him in favor of continuing to bark orders to his team.         “Junbai and the others, please come to the ER car after handling emergency services” he instructed as the officer glared at him.         “Are you even listening?!” he exclaimed, just as Chen Yuzhi looked at him.         “Carry this woman” he ordered before he looked down at the woman.         “I’m lifting you up now” he declared, his hand still on her abdomen, when a sign suddenly exploded behind him, causing him to let out a gasp of surprise.  He then looked up to see a man pointing a gun at him from the second-story window of the restaurant, a crazed look in his eyes.         “Take shelter!  Get away from the restaurant!” the officer shouted before he grabbed the injured woman by her legs while Chen Yuzhi wrapped his arms around her torso, both men pushing themselves to their feet before they took shelter behind a nearby truck.           “Give me that woman!  That woman wearing a restaurant uniform!” the suspect shouted from the window before he ran back inside.  Once he was inside, Chen Yuzhi glanced towards the window before he took a deep breath.         “Let’s go!” he whispered before he scooped the woman into his arms and pushed himself to his feet, running out from behind the truck towards the MER, much to the officer’s horror.         “Hey!” he exclaimed, quickly taking after Chen Yuzhi when the suspect suddenly ran out of the restaurant and stopped behind them.         “Hand her over!” he shouted before he raised his gun and fired a shot, hitting the magnetic mounted vehicle light off of car while also causing Chen Yuzhi to duck behind the car to take cover.  Once he had taken cover, the police officer who had been protecting him the entire time grabbed a smoke bomb from off his belt and pulled the tag before chucking it towards the suspect, the bomb going off to create a large plume of smoke.  As soon as the bomb went off, Chen Yuzhi shot to his feet and ran towards the MER, carefully stepping over the barricade before he ran over to the ambulance where Zhong Yiren and Chu Min were waiting for him.  He then placed the injured woman on the gurney, quickly strapping her in before Zhong Yiren pressed a button, raising the gurney up into the ambulance as Chen Yuzhi looked at her.         “Yiren, I’ll open her abdomen immediately with general anesthesia” he declared, Zhong Yiren nodding in agreement.         “Okay” she agreed as Chen Yuzhi helped push the gurney into the MER.         “Secure an 18-gauge line for blood transfusion on her right” he ordered.  Zhong Yiren nodded as she stepped into the MER.         “Okay” she agreed as she and Chu Min pushed the gurney towards the operating room doors.         “Also, since she’s in shock, please insert an A line” Chen Yuzhi added.  Zhong Yiren nodded for the third time.         “Understood” she replied as Chen Yuzhi looked at Chu Min.         “Chu Min, prepare the monitor.  Prime her for level 1” he instructed before he hopped into the MER, quickly removing his mask and jacket to reveal his scrubs underneath.         “Chu Ran, turn on all the monitors” he ordered.         “Okay!” Chu Ran agreed as he walked over to the PPE station and reached for his disposable medical gown when the officer that was protecting him jumped into the MER and pinned him to the wall.         “Are you trying to die?!” he shouted.  Chen Yuzhi looked at him with wide eyes before he took a deep breath and grabbed the arm that was pinning him to the wall, pulling it away from him.         “Sorry, but I’m in a hurry” he stated, about to slip away when the police officer grabbed him and pinned him to the wall again.         “You’re not going anywhere” he growled, just as Chen Yuzhi glared at him.         “What’s your name?” he demanded.  The officer looked at him before he huffed.         “Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department” he answered.  Chen Yuzhi nodded slowly.         “Well, Chief Jiang, if you do not let go of me this instant, that woman in there is going to die and I don’t know if you want her death on your hands” he growled.  Jiang Yuelou was quiet before he huffed and released him, Chen Yuzhi dusting off his scrubs before he looked at him and motioned outside.         “Now…kindly leave my ambulance” he ordered.  Jiang Yuelou huffed before he nodded and turned, hopping out of the MER as Chen Yuzhi closed the back of the van and took a deep breath.         “Alright” he murmured. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After he washed his hands and put on his PPE, Chen Yuzhi stepped into the operating room, quickly beginning the operation while Zhan Junbai’s assistance.         “The arteries and veins of the omentum are cut in 3 places and bleeding.  Blood pressure?” Chen Yuzhi asked.         “It’s 64 over 40” Zhong Yiren answered, looking over at the monitor as Chu Ran looked up at Chen Yuzhi.         “I can’t measure saturation” she stated.  Chen Yuzhi hummed before he looked over at Yu Tangchun.         “Tangchun—” he started when Yu Tangchun looked back at him.         “Pean and 3-0 silk thread” he declared.  Chen Yuzhi smiled.         “Right” he agreed before he held out his hand.         “I need the cooper” he stated.  Yu Tangchun nodded and handed him the surgical forceps that he needed as he looked at Zhan Junbai.         “Junbai, tubal ligation” he instructed.  Zhan Junbai nodded.         “Okay” he agreed before he looked at Yu Tangchun.         “3-0 silk thread, please” he requested.  Yu Tangchun nodded and handed him the forceps before he and Chen Yuzhi continued with the surgery. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After the surgery, the MER team waited for the anesthesia to wear off before Zhong Yiren leaned down.         “Ms. Xu?  Ms. Xu, can you hear me?” she asked.  After a moment, their patient, Xu Rongyao, slowly opened her eyes, causing everyone in the ambulance to let out a sigh of relief as Xu Rongyao let out a soft groan.         “Yuyu…” she croaked, just as Chen Yuzhi stepped forward and comfortingly rubbed her arm.         “Ms. Xu, I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi.  You’ll be fine” he promised as she turned to look at him.         “Yuyu…” she repeated before she made to sit up.         “Please help my daughter!” she begged, only to have Chen Yuzhi gently push her back down.         “Don’t move” he instructed as Zhan Junbai looked at her.         “Please calm down or you’ll open your wound” he added.  Xu Rongyao complied with their instructions and laid still before she looked at Chen Yuzhi.         “My daughter…is inside” she panted.  Chen Yuzhi and the rest of the MER team looked at her in shock.         “Inside?” Chu Min repeated as Chen Yuzhi looked over at Yu Tangchun.         “Tangchun, please inform Chief Jiang” he instructed.  Yu Tangchun nodded and quickly made his way to the entrance of the operating room as Chen Yuzhi looked back at Xu Rongyao.         “It’s okay, Ms. Xu, please calm down first” he soothed, just as Jiang Yuelou stepped into the operating room and walked over to the gurney, looking down at Xu Rongyao.         “I’m Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department.  The criminal says he wants you; do you know him?” he demanded.  Chen Yuzhi glanced at him before he looked at Xu Rongyao again as she nodded weakly.         “He’s my ex…husband.  He was very violent.  I ran away with my daughter…but he followed me.  He…attacked the customers…and stabbed me.  But Yuyu…she’s still…still inside” she explained.  Jiang Yuelou looked at her in horror.         “She’s still inside?!” he exclaimed.  Xu Rongyao nodded weakly again.         “Please help me.  Please!” she begged, Zhong Yiren, Chen Yuzhi, and Zhan Junbai all soothing her to keep her blood pressure down when Jiang Yuelou looked at Chen Yuzhi.         “Dr. Chen.  A word” he requested.  Chen Yuzhi looked back at him before he looked at Zhan Junbai.         “You’re in charge” he instructed before he stepped away and followed after Jiang Yuelou, both men stepping out of the operating room.         “Yes?” he asked.         “Don’t transport her yet” Jiang Yuelou instructed, causing Chen Yuzhi to look at him in shock.         “What…why?!” he demanded.  Jiang Yuelou huffed.         “She’s the bargaining chip we need” he replied.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “Absolutely not, she needs to go to the hospital immediately—” he started when Jiang Yuelou grabbed him by the front of his scrubs.         “The life of a child is at stake!  This is what the mother wants!” he exclaimed.  Chen Yuzhi was quiet before he sighed and nodded slightly.         “We’ll take care of her until the last minute.  But if the situation becomes dangerous, we’re transporting her right away” he murmured.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he released his scrub, just as his earpiece crackled.         “Chief Jiang, there’s a demand from the suspect!” an officer exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou to sigh before he pulled his phone out of his pocket and held it up between him and Chen Yuzhi to show a live feed of the suspect at the second-story window again, but this time he was holding a little girl in his arms and pointing his gun at her.         “Bring Rongyao here! Otherwise…I’ll kill the child!” he shouted.  After seeing the video, Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi looked at each other before Jiang Yuelou turned and headed back into the operating room, showing the video to Xu Rongyao.         “Can you confirm that this is your daughter?” he asked.  Xu Rongyao frowned but the minute she saw the little girl on the video, her eyes widened and she slowly lifted her head so that she could see the video better.         “Yuyu…” she breathed as the video continued to play.         “Bring Rongyao here!” the suspect roared, causing Xu Rongyao to slowly push herself up off the bed.         “I’ll go” she declared, only to have Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun gently push her back down.         “You can’t move right now” they murmured as Jiang Yuelou looked at her.         “We’re a team specializing in barricading cases.  We’ll put time into developing a strategy” he promised, only for Xu Rongyao to shake her head.         “By then, Yuyu will die” she exclaimed, causing everyone to look at her in confusion as she whimpered.         “That child has type 1 diabetes.  I just gave her insulin, but she hasn’t eaten!” she exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi’s eyes to widen in horror as Jiang Yuelou frowned.         “What’s that?” he asked as Chen Yuzhi looked at Xu Rongyao.         “Has she ever had a hypoglycemic shock?” he inquired.  Xu Rongyao nodded.         “Yes” she answered.         “Which hospital?  Which hospital do you go to?” Chen Yuzhi asked gently.         “Jing City Medical” Xu Rongyao replied.  Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “Okay” he whispered before he looked at the others.         “Excuse me for a moment” he murmured as he stepped away and pulled out his phone, dialing a number.         “Dr. Qiu.  Yes, this is Dr. Chen.  Listen, I need the medical file of one of your patients, a Xu Yuyu.  She has type 1 diabetes.  If you could please send the file to the MER, I would appreciate it” he stated.  Not even a moment later, the medical files appeared on Chu Min’s iPad, causing him to look up at Chen Yuzhi.         “Dr. Chen.  I’ve got the medical records.  I’ll share them now” he declared before he shared the files to the television screens in the MER, all of the doctors and Jiang Yuelou turning to look at the files.         “Her blood sugar is out of control.  She’s had 3 hypoglycemic attacks” Chu Ran murmured as Zhan Junbai hummed.         “She uses fast-acting insulin of the grangin and aspart types” he stated as Chen Yuzhi looked at his watch.         “Almost an hour’s passed since the injection, she’s in an extreme state of tension.  She could have a seizure at any time” he declared.         “But what does that mean?!” Jiang Yuelou exclaimed, making Chen Yuzhi turn to look at him.         “Yuyu lacks a hormone that lowers blood sugar levels and has a resulting condition called hyperglycemia.  Therefore, she has to inject that hormone called insulin before meals.  She has to eat after lowering her blood sugar but she hasn’t eaten until now, which means that her blood sugar level is too low.  She’s at an increased risk of having a hypoglycemic attack” he explained.  Jiang Yuelou frowned.         “What if she has a seizure?” he asked.           “Cold sweat, heart palpitations, convulsions, disturbance of consciousness…if left alone, it will lead to death” Yu Tangchun answered.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, the suspect walked over to Yuyu, who was leaning against the side of the stairs almost in a catatonic state, and sat down beside her, pulling out a package of chocolate.           “Yuyu, here.  Eat this” he instructed before he shoved one of the candies in her mouth, Yuyu beginning to eat as he closed the package.         “Just wait.  Mom will be coming soon” he promised, just as Yuyu’s eyes fluttered and she fainted.  The minute he heard Yuyu’s head hit the wooden stair, the suspect turned and when he saw that she was unconscious, his eyes widened in horror.         “Hey, Yuyu.  What’s wrong?  Hey!” he exclaimed, reaching out to shake her shoulder. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the MER, Chen Yuzhi looked at Jiang Yuelou.           “Glucose needs to be administered” he stated before he looked over at Chu Ran.         “Chu Ran, prepare 2 bottles of 20cc of 50% glucose” he instructed.  Chu Ran nodded.         “Understood” she replied, quickly rushing to start preparing the bottles as Chen Yuzhi looked over at her again.         “Just in case, add 1 vial of glucagon” he ordered.  Chu Ran nodded as he looked at Chu Min.         “Chu Min, do you have a blood glucose meter?” he asked.  Chu Min nodded.         “I’ll go get it!” he declared.  Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “I’ll leave it to you” he replied, Chu Min rushing out of the room as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled.         “Chief Jiang, the suspect is shouting!” a voice exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou to pull his phone out of his pocket, Chen Yuzhi stepping over to look at the screen with him.         “Yuyu has collapsed!  Hurry up and bring Rongyao!  Yuyu will die!” he shouted.  Jiang Yuelou then let out a growl before he rushed over to the entrance of the MER and opened the door, jumping out as Chen Yuzhi looked at Chu Ran.         “Chu Ran, hurry please” he instructed before he looked over at Xu Rongyao, who was still struggling to sit up.         “Ms. Xu, the police are here.  It’s okay.  Please breathe peacefully, breathe slowly.  It’s okay” he soothed, walking over to her before cupping the back of her head so that she was looking at him.         “It’s fine, she’ll be okay.  I won’t let her die” he promised.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ While Chen Yuzhi was soothing Xu Rongyao, Jiang Yuelou was running back over to his team.         “Team B, do you have a clear shot?” he inquired.         “We don’t, the hostage is being used as a shield” the sniper who was positioned across from the restaurant, a subordinate by the name of Sun Yongren, answered.         “The child is in danger.  Shoot him when you have a clear shot” Jiang Yuelou barked.           “Understood” Sun Yongren answered.  Jiang Yuelou then took a deep breath before he picked up the mic that connected to the car’s horn speaker.         “This is Chief Jiang Yuelou, I’m in charge of the scene.  According to the doctor, Yuyu’s condition is serious.  It’s a race against time.  Will you let Yuyu take an injection?” he inquired.           “No way!  The police should stay away!” the suspect shouted back.  Jiang Yuelou growled.         “Yuyu will die, are you okay with that?!” he roared.         “Hurry up and send Rongyao!” the suspect shouted. ~*~*~*~*~*~ In the MER, Xu Rongyao looked at Chen Yuzhi weakly.         “Let me go.  I’ll take her place” she croaked as Zhan Junbai looked over at him as well.         “Yuzhi, she’s tachycardic and tachypneic and seems to be in poor condition.  Her blood pressure’s also dropping.  We need to get her to the hospital; it’s dangerous” he stated.  Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “Let’s transport.  Yiren, give her 12 liters of oxygen” he ordered before he looked at Yu Tangchun.         “Tangchun, raise the speed of the blood transfusion” he continued.  Yu Tangchun and Zhong Yiren nodded and began to work when Xu Rongyao looked at Chen Yuzhi.         “Please…let me go…” she begged.  Chen Yuzhi looked back at her before he reached out and gently placed a hand on her arm.         “We will help your daughter.  I promise you” he promised.  Xu Rongyao looked at him before she weakly lifted her arm, causing him to look down at it before he gently grasped it in his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as Zhong Yiren looked at him.         “Oxygen replacement is completed” she stated as Yu Tangchun looked at him as well.         “Monitoring is done” he declared.  Chen Yuzhi hummed as Zhan Junbai looked at the monitor.         “12 liters of oxygen, saturation is…89.  It could be ARDS” he mused, making Chen Yuzhi look over at him.         “Please tell them to be careful about her breathing condition during transportation” he instructed.  His team nodded as they began transporting Xu Rongyao out of the MER, Chen Yuzhi letting go of her hand before he slipped his jacket back on and took a deep breath.  He wasn’t going to let this child die.  Absolutely not. ~*~*~*~*~*~ While they were transporting Xu Rongyao to an ambulance, in the restaurant, the suspect was pacing back and forth, spewing curses and kicking over chairs, absolutely fuming while Yuyu laid on some cushions, her breathing very slow and shallow.  Meanwhile, outside, Chen Yuzhi and Chu Ran ran over to the barricade and Jiang Yuelou, Chen Yuzhi looking at him with wide eyes.         “Jiang Yuelou!” he shouted, causing Jiang Yuelou looking over at him as he panted harshly.         “We had to transport Rongyao.  It was too dangerous to keep her here” he stated.  Jiang Yuelou growled and smacked the barricade in anger as Chen Yuzhi looked at him.         “You need to get me to the restaurant.  I’ll carry the medicine and administer it to Yuyu” he declared, causing Jiang Yuelou to look at him with wide eyes.         “Are you out of your fucking mind?!” he shouted.         “The criminal didn’t say anything about medical workers, did he?” Chen Yuzhi asked, only for Jiang Yuelou to shake his head.         “Absolutely not.  It’s too dangerous” he argued.         “There’s no time!” Chen Yuzhi shouted, causing Jiang Yuelou to look at him in shock as he huffed.         “I have to hurry up and help Yuyu or else she will die.  Please” he begged.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he sighed and looked over at another one of his officers.         “Song Rong, bring your shield” he ordered.  The officer, Song Rong, nodded.         “Yes sir” he replied as Chen Yuzhi stepped over the barricade, Chu Ran handing him the bag of medicine before he looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded, both men plus a few of Jiang Yuelou’s subordinates making their way towards the restaurant.  Once they reached the restaurant, Jiang Yuelou and his men set up their shields as Chen Yuzhi looked up to the second story-window and raised his hands, showing the clear bag full of medicine.           “Mr. Liang!  I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi.  I’m bringing glucose and blood sugar raising medicine now” he called out, only to have the suspect, Liang Xiaorun, point his gun at them.         “No!  You might be the police!” he shouted.           “Then what do you want to do?  Yuyu’s condition is serious, she has to take medicine right away!” Chen Yuzhi called back.           “Then a woman!  I’ll allow a nurse!” Liang Xiaorun shouted.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “You either get me or you allow your daughter to die!  What’s it going to be, Mr. Liang?” he shouted, just as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled.         “This is the main office.  Jiang Yuelou, what are you doing?” a voice inquired, causing Jiang Yuelou to click the talk button.         “Director Zhao—” he started.         “Why are you having a doctor negotiate?” the voice demanded.  Jiang Yuelou huffed.         “The condition of the child hostage is serious and there’s no time to spare” he answered.           “Are you going to rely on amateurs?  Disguise a female police officer as a nurse” Zhao Jingming ordered, just as Chen Yuzhi turned toward Jiang Yuelou and reached out, turning him towards him.         “Excuse me” he murmured before he grabbed the walkie-talkie and pressed the talk button.         “This is Dr. Chen Yuzhi of the Jing City MER.  In order to save the patient, we’ll need to administer glucose and other drugs depending on the situation.  It’s impossible to do if you’re not a medical professional” he stated.         “I’m not asking for your opinion!” Zhao Jingming roared.         “Offering a civilian to a barricading criminal, you’re a disgrace to the police force!” another director exclaimed.         “If you make a mistake, not only the commissioner, but the police force will lose credibility” a third director stated, causing Chen Yuzhi to take a deep breath as Zhao Jingming huffed over the line.         “Jiang Yuelou, don’t you have any pride as a police officer?” he demanded.         “In the unlikely even anything happens, our honor as police will completely collapse!” another director exclaimed, just as Chen Yuzhi clicked the talk button again.         “That’s enough” he hissed, his voice so venomous that Jiang Yuelou couldn’t help but look at him in shock as he continued to hold the walkie-talkie to his mouth.         “There is a child dying right in front of us.  Honor or shame, she doesn’t care about that.  If we don’t go now, we won’t be able to help her!  So, get your heads out of your fucking asses and THINK!  Imagine if this was your child who was in trouble.  You wouldn’t be sitting around arguing about all of this nonsense, you would be doing everything in your power to save them.  Don’t you think Yuyu deserves that same courtesy?!” he roared.  The line was silent before a new voice spoke.         “This is Governor Bai Jinbo.  Please adopt the idea of Dr. Chen.  I’ll take all responsibility” a voice assured, causing one of the directors to sigh.         “Well, this is a police issue.  Please don’t say unnecessary things” he instructed, just as Chen Yuzhi growled.         “I wonder how you all will be able to sleep at night knowing that you let an innocent girl die because of politics” he snarled before he let go of the walkie-talkie and looked at Jiang Yuelou.         “I’m going in” he declared.  Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened in horror before he shook his head.         “Like hell you are!” he exclaimed.  Chen Yuzhi growled.         “I’m not letting this girl die, Jiang Yuelou.  I’m not” he snarled.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he sighed.         “Fine.  Song Rong, get the mic” he ordered.  Song Rong looked over at him and nodded as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled.         “Jiang Yuelou, are you doing it?” Zhao Jingming demanded, causing Jiang Yuelou to pick up his walkie-talkie.         “It’s the only way now” he answered before he looked at Chen Yuzhi and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him into a nearby restaurant, Song Rong following behind.           “Hit the mic once when there’s a chance for rescue; hit the mic twice if your life is in danger.  I’ll rush in to save you” he promised as Song Rong set up the mic under Chen Yuzhi’s MER jacket.  Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “I understand” he replied, taking off his headset, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant and looked at him with wide eyes.         “Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou to look at him before Jiang Yuelou looked back at Chen Yuzhi.         “I thought you said it was only you!” he exclaimed.  Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “And it is” he replied before he looked at Zhan Junbai and handed him his headset.           “Here” he declared.  Zhan Junbai shook his head as he reached out and took the headset.         “But—” he started when Chen Yuzhi smiled.         “I’ll be fine” he promised before he looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded.         “Let’s go” he ordered.  Jiang Yuelou nodded and they headed out of the restaurant, making their way to the restaurant before Chen Yuzhi slowly walked over to the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun opening the door.         “I thought I said I wanted a nurse” he growled.  Chen Yuzhi looked at him calmly.         “And I told you, you either get me or Yuyu dies.  And I know you don’t want Yuyu to die, Mr. Liang” he replied gently.  Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he motioned to the bag.         “Let me see what’s inside” he ordered.  Chen Yuzhi nodded and opened the bag, showing him the content as he looked at him.         “Are you really a doctor?” he asked.         “I’m sure you’ll be able to tell when I treat Yuyu” Chen Yuzhi answered.  Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into the restaurant.         “Get in, hurry up!” he barked, dragging Chen Yuzhi over to where Yuyu was lying on the cushions.  The minute he saw her, his heart clenched; God, she was the same age as Keying.  He then quickly knelt beside her and smiled softly.         “You’re doing great, sweetheart.  You’re going to be okay” he promised before he reached into the bag and pulled out one of the two syringes full of 20cc of 50% glucose, injecting it into Yuyu’s arm.         “This is going to sting a little” he explained as he continued to inject it into her body and once he had injected the glucose, he looked at Yuyu, only to find her weakly looking at him as her chest began to rise and fall rather rapidly, a wheezing sound coming out of her mouth.  At the sound of the wheezing, Chen Yuzhi frowned, just as Liang Xiaorun looked over at him.         “When you’re done, get out of here!” he barked.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “It’s strange, she should be getting better” she murmured, causing Liang Xiaorun to storm over and point his gun at him.         “Hey, what’s wrong?  I thought she’d be better!” he exclaimed as Chen Yuzhi leaned down, noting that Yuyu’s breathing was becoming higher in pitch, almost as if she was gasping for air.  He then quickly looked her over, lifting up her shirt for a moment before he looked at her neck and brushed back her hair, only to find a bright red rash crawling up her neck.         “What did you give her?” he demanded, turning to look at Liang Xiaorun, who frowned.         “What?” he replied.         “Tell me!  What did you give her?” Chen Yuzhi repeated.  Liang Xiaorun looked at him before he pulled out the package of chocolate from his suit pocket, showing it to him.         “This…chocolate” he replied.  Chen Yuzhi looked at the chocolate before he reached out and grabbed it from him, turning it over in his hands so that he could read the ingredients on the back.  As he read through the ingredients, he noticed that one of the ingredients was almond powder, causing his eyes to widen in horror; Yuyu was allergic to almonds.           “Oh god” he breathed as Liang Xiaorun looked at him.         “What’s wrong with her?!” he shouted.           “It’s from what you fed her.  Yuyu has an almond allergy” Chen Yuzhi replied, turning to look at him.  Liang Xiaorun’s eyes widened before he shook his head.         “I didn’t know that!” he exclaimed as Chen Yuzhi turned back to look at Yuyu.         “Shallow breathing due to anaphylactic shock.  It’s life threatening if not treated quickly” he declared, quickly scooping Yuyu into his arms before he made his way towards the entrance of the restaurant, only for Liang Xiaorun to turn towards him and fire his gun, hitting a vase a few feet in front of him.  As the vase shattered, Chen Yuzhi let out a shout and pulled Yuyu close, making Jiang Yuelou, Zhan Junbai, and the rest of Jiang Yuelou’s team in the restaurant across the street look at the screen with wide eyes.         “What the hell was that?” Zhan Junbai demanded, Jiang Yuelou shaking his head.         “I don’t know.  Yongren, can you confirm the situation inside?” he inquired, just as Chen Yuzhi, carrying Yuyu in his arms, and Liang Xiaorun appeared in the second-story window, Liang Xiaorun pointing a gun at Chen Yuzhi’s head.         “Should we shoot the criminal?” Sun Yongren inquired.         “Don’t, the hostages are too close” Jiang Yuelou replied as Zhan Junbai stepped over to him and looked over his shoulder at the screen, frowning.         “Wait a minute, something’s wrong” he murmured as Chen Yuzhi looked at Sun Yongren and the snipers on the rooftop across the street, as they had a camera with them.         “Dr. Zhan!  Yuyu’s gone into anaphylactic shock; she’s having trouble breathing!  Please bring adrenaline!” he requested as Liang Xiaorun looked at the police officers.         “A woman!  Let a nurse bring it!” he ordered, Zhan Junbai immediately pressing his headseat.         “Chu Min, adrenaline” he ordered.         “I’ll bring it right away” Chu Min answered as Zhan Junbai turned away from Jiang Yuelou.         “I’ll go” he declared, about to head out when Jiang Yuelou turned to look at him.         “Wait!” he shouted, making Zhan Junbai stop and turn back to look at him.         “What?” he demanded.         “We can’t add to the hostages anymore.  You have to go with another plan” Jiang Yuelou stated.  Zhan Junbai looked at him in confusion.         “Another plan?” he repeated. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, back in the restaurant and away from the window, Chen Yuzhi looked over at Liang Xiaorun as he cradled Yuyu to his chest.         “Please.  Release this child and I’ll stay” he pleaded, making Liang Xiaorun look over at him before he stormed over to him.         “Shut up, I have no use for you” he shouted, just as a phone trill echoed throughout the restaurant, making his eyes widen before he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his phone, looking at the caller ID.         “Rongyao” he breathed before he quickly answered the phone and placed it to his ear.         “What are you doing?  Hurry over here or Yuyu will die!” he shouted, still pointing his gun at Chen Yuzhi and Yuyu.         “This is Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department” Jiang Yuelou greeted, causing Liang Xiaorun to pause before he growled.         “Get Rongyao over here!” he ordered.           “I’m telling you this on behalf of Ms. Xu: the EpiPen you need to help Yuyu seems to be in the chest of drawers in Rongyao’s room.  I want you to use it to save Yuyu” Jiang Yuelou stated calmly, causing Liang Xiaorun to frown.         “In Rongyao’s room?” he repeated, causing Jiang Yuelou to huff softly.         “Didn’t you know Rongyao lived at her place of work?  When you leave through the back aisle of the store, it seems that Rongyao and Yuyu’s room is there” he declared.  Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he slowly backed away from Chen Yuzhi and walked over to the aisle of the store, looking at the back of the aisle before he took a deep breath.         “I got it” he replied, hanging up before he walked back over to Chen Yuzhi and looked at him.         “Hey.  Pick up Yuyu and come with me” he ordered, motioning for him to follow him.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “It’s not good to move her” he argued, and apparently it wasn’t what Liang Xiaorun wanted to hear because he let out a growl as he reached out and yanked Yuyu out of his arm, placing her back down on the cushions before he grabbed Chen Yuzhi and yanked him to his feet, dragging him over to a nearby chair.  He then sat him down and quickly zip-tied him to the chair before he pointed the gun at him.         “Don’t do anything stupid” he warned before he took off towards Xu Rongyao and Yuyu’s room.  Once he was gone, Chen Yuzhi began to struggle against his zip-ties, hoping to slip out of them while also trying to not alert Liang Xiaorun. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou stared at his screen, just as Sun Yongren’s voice came over the mic.         “Sir, I can’t see anything inside!” he exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou and Zhan Junbai to growl.  Damn it; this was getting ridiculous. ~*~*~*~*~*~ While Liang Xiaorun was absolute tearing Xu Rongyao and Yuyu’s room apart, looking for the EpiPen, outside in the restaurant, Chen Yuzhi continued to struggle in his bonds before he finally tipped himself over, causing him to hiss in pain.         ‘Shit’ he thought to himself before he slowly dragged himself over to a nearby cabinet and knocked his shoulder where the mic was against it, hoping that Jiang Yuelou would be able to hear it. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he shot to his feet.         “It’s Dr. Chen” he breathed, quickly running out of the restaurant and over to Song Rong and his team.         “Let’s go” he ordered.  Song Rong nodded and waited for Jiang Yuelou to take the lead before he followed after him, the others following behind.  They they made their way over to the restaurant and slipped through the side door, causing Chen Yuzhi to look over at them.         “Over here” he whispered.  Jiang Yuelou nodded and quickly rushed over to him, snipping him free before helping him to his feet.         “There” he murmured as Chen Yuzhi quickly and quietly ran over to where Yuyu was still lying on the cushions, scooping her into his arms before he looked over at Jiang Yuelou.         “Let’s go” he whispered.  Jiang Yuelou nodded and motioned for the other officers to get out of the restaurant before he and Chen Yuzhi rushed out behind them, Yuyu in Chen Yuzhi’s arms. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, in Rongyao and Yuyu’s room, Liang Xiaorun continued to search the room for the EpiPen when he suddenly stepped on the television remote, turning on the television to the news station.         “It seems the police have rushed into the scene and now there seems to be movement.  Police have just left the scene” the newscaster announced, causing Liang Xiaorun’s eyes to widen before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the window, lifting up the blinds to shoot when Sun Yongren took a shot, hitting him in the abdomen.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Zhan Junbai, who was keeping an eye on the situation through Sun Yongren’s camera, pressed his headset.         “This is Zhan Junbai.  Once you see Dr. Chen, take Yuyu and carry her directly to the ER car” he ordered.           “Roger” everyone replied. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back outside, Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou continued to run from the restaurant, Yuyu cradled tightly in Chen Yuzhi’s arms, when a gunshot rang out, causing Chen Yuzhi to let out a scream of pain as he collapsed to the ground, shielding Yuyu with his body as he fell so that she wouldn’t be hurt in the fall.         “Chen Yuzhi!” Jiang Yuelou exclaimed, kneeling down beside the young doctor as he looked up at him.         “Take Yuyu…take her to the MER” he croaked before he weakly passed Yuyu over to him, causing him to blink before he shook his head.         “What about you?” he demanded.  Chen Yuzhi smiled weakly.         “She’s more important” he answered.  Jiang Yuelou made a face before he looked over at his officers.         “SONG RONG!” he shouted.  Soon two officers with shields appeared, Song Rong behind them as Jiang Yuelou passed Yuyu off to him.         “Take her to the MER van.  Go!” he ordered.  Song Rong nodded and cradled Yuyu in his arms before he and the two officers ran away from the restaurant towards the MER van as Liang Xiaorun, who poking his head out of the second story window, looked down at Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou.         “Oi, doctor!  Get back here or I’ll kill you!” he roared.  Jiang Yuelou looked up at him and growled, about to give Sun Yongren the order to shoot when he felt a gentle hand on his arm, forcing him to look down to see Chen Yuzhi looking at him.         “It’s fine.  Don’t shoot.  I’ll go” he whispered.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock.         “But you’re hurt” he argued.  Chen Yuzhi smiled.         “I’m fine” he promised before he slowly pushed himself to a sitting position, hissing softly before he slowly pushed himself to his feet, clutching at his left arm.  He then looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded.         “Make sure you take care of Yuyu” he instructed, just as a gunshot hit the ground beside him, causing him to cry out in fear as Jiang Yuelou looked up at Liang Xiaorun with rage.         “Shut up and come back already!” Liang Xiaorun ordered.  Chen Yuzhi then took a deep breath before he turned and slowly made his way back to the restaurant, much to Jiang Yuelou’s horror.         “Chen Yuzhi, no!” he shouted, but Chen Yuzhi ignored him and continued on his way towards the restaurant, stepping inside.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once he stepped inside the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun ran over to him and grabbed him by the fabric on his injured left shoulder, causing him to hiss in pain as he dragged him into the restaurant.         “Stop fucking around, damn it!” he shouted before he released him and slapped him across the face, sending him to the ground with a cry.  He then took a few deep breaths and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, as his arm was burning, before he looked back at Liang Xiaorun, who was pointing his gun at him.         “If you kill me…it’s over for you” he panted.  Liang Xiaorun scoffed as he stepped towards him, the gun still out in front of him, when Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “You shouldn’t…move around.  You might have…organ damage” he stated, causing Liang Xiaorun to look down at his abdomen, which was still bleeding, before he growled.         “Shut up, damn it!” he shouted, pointing the gun at him again before he slumped to the ground, clutching at his wound as Chen Yuzhi looked at him in concern; even though the man had fucking shot him…he couldn’t let him die. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Inside the MER, Zhan Junbai, who had rushed to help the others since Chen Yuzhi was…a little preoccupied, taped his headset as he began to prep for surgery outside of the emergency.         “Fu Cheng, please give her a quick infusion through the peripheral infusion line” he requested.         “One shot of 10mg of chlorpeniramine?” Yu Tangchun replied as Zhong Yiren placed an oxygen mask over Yuyu’s face.         “Yes.  Chu Min, prepare the monitor” Zhan Junbai continued.           “Okay” Chu Min replied as Zhan Junbai dried off his hands after washing them.         “Chu Ran, administer 0.3mg of adrenaline intramuscularly through the thigh” he ordered.         “Understood” Chu Ran answered.           “Yiren, 8 liters of oxygen” Zhan Junbai finished.         “Understood” Zhong Yiren declared as Zhan Junbai slipped on his mask and turned towards the doors of the operating room.         “TO1, open” he ordered.  The doors then opened and he stepped inside, walking over to the operating table.         “You were scared, weren’t you, A-Yu?  Don’t worry, it’s okay now” he promised as Zhong Yiren looked over at him.         “There’s severe contraction” she stated as Yu Tangchun looked at him.         “I can’t get in.  Her bronchi are spasming” he declared, Chu Min looking at him as well.         “Saturating is at 70!” he exclaimed.  Zhan Junbai hummed.         “Let’s intubate” he instructed.  Zhong Yiren nodded and quickly removed the mask, getting the tube ready as Zhan Junbai knelt down so that he was close to Yuyu.         “A-Yu, I’m going to put a straw into your mouth now.  It’ll make you feel better so do you best while I open your mouth” he instructed gently as Zhong Yiren grabbed the intubator and opened Yuyu’s mouth, carefully placing it inside before she continued with the intubation process.  Once the intubation was complete, Zhong Yiren tried to pump oxygen into Yuyu’s body again but it didn’t work.         “It’s no good.  I can’t ventilate!” she exclaimed as Chu Min looked at Zhan Junbai.         “Saturation is 62!  Blood pressure has fallen to 72 over 40!” he exclaimed.  Chu Ran shook her head.         “If this keeps going, she’ll go into cardiac arrest!” she cried as Yu Tangchun placed the stethoscope over Yuyu’s chest, trying to listen her breathing.  When he couldn’t hear anything, he removed the stethoscope from his ears and looked at Zhan Junbai.         “Should I administer adrenaline intravenously?” he asked.  Zhan Junbai shook his head.         “No, administer it intratracheally” he ordered before he glanced at Chu Ran.         “Chu Ran, 1 tube of adrenaline and 10 of saline” he requested.  Chu Ran nodded.         “Okay” she agreed, quickly beginning to make the tube as Zhan Junbai looked at Zhong Yiren.         “I’ll take over, Yiren” he declared before he looked at Yuyu.         “Yuyu, I’m giving you some medicine.  This will make it easier so let’s do our best some more” he instructed, carefully placing an IV line into the intubator, shoving it all the way down before he turned towards Chu Ran.         “Please” he requested, holding out his hand.         “It’s diluted adrenaline” Chu Ran declared, handing him the syringe.  Zhan Junbai dipped his head.         “Thank you” he thanked, taking the syringe before injecting it into the line.         “It’s in” he declared before he looked at Yu Tangchun, who placed the earpieces back into his ears and placed the chestpiece on Yuyu’s chest again.         “How is it?” he asked as he turned and looked over at the monitor, watching as Yuyu’s blood pressure began to rise.  While they all watched the monitor, Zhong Yiren squeezed the oxygen bag, letting out a sigh of relief.         “There’s little resistance in the bag” he declared as Chu Min grinned.         “Saturation has risen to 96!” he exclaimed, causing everyone to let out sighs of relief as Zhan Junbai looked at Yuyu and smiled.         “You did well, A-Yu.  Well done, it’s okay” he promised, gently stroking her hair before he looked at Yu Tangchun.         “Fu Cheng, please hand her over to the ambulance crew.  Make sure she’s taken to the same hospital as Rongyao so that she can see her mother right away” he instructed.  Yu Tangchun nodded and made to leave when Chu Min looked at them with wide eyes.         “I just got the video the Jing City Police Department shared” he declared, causing everyone to freeze and turn towards the televisions to see Liang Xiaorun and a very bloody Chen Yuzhi at the second-story window, Liang Xiaorun pointing his gun at Chen Yuzhi’s head.         “Send Rongyao and Yuyu!  If the two of them don’t come in ten minutes, I’ll kill this doctor!” he declared, pressing the gun into Chen Yuzhi’s head.   ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, at Keying’s daycare, Keying was reading a book when her ears perked up at the news playing on the tv in the teacher’s breakroom.         “We’ve just received word that the six-year-old female hostage was rescued.  The head doctor in charge of MER, who attempted to rescue the girl, is currently being held hostage by the man that barricaded himself inside” the newscaster declared, making Keying look up before she closed the book and pushed herself to her feet, heading out of her classroom to the breakroom as the newscaster continued to talk.         “That man is now making new demands for his already protected wife and daughter to be handed over.  If the two aren’t brought out in ten minutes, he’s threatening to kill the female hostage…” she continued, just as Keying’s teacher looked behind her to see Keying watching the television along with them.         “Keying!” she exclaimed before she reached out to touch her.         “Keying, let’s play over there—” she started when Keying looked at her.         “Let me see!” she exclaimed, causing her teacher to shake her head.         “You shouldn’t see this—” she started.         “This unforgivable situation continues; how will the police respond—” the newscaster declared. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back at the scene, in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou was also watching the news before he clicked it off and pressed the mic that connected him to the directors in the Jing City Police Department.         “Please thoroughly regulate the news!  It’s possible the rescue operation was exposed by a live tv broadcast” he declared, causing Zhao Jingming to sigh in irritation.         “I’m dealing with it!” he snapped, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant.         “Jiang-xiong!” he exclaimed, Jiang Yuelou looking over at him.         “How’s Yuyu?” he inquired.  Zhan Junbai nodded.         “She’s fine” he promised.  Jiang Yuelou let out a sigh of relief and nodded before he turned back to his screen.         “Thank God.  Now we just need to hurry up and make the next rescue because I don’t know how long Chen Yuzhi can hold out” he murmured.  Zhan Junbai frowned.         “What do you mean?” he asked.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him.         “Didn’t you see how bloody his jacket was?  The fucking bastard shot him.  He’s losing blood right now and while I’m not a doctor, I know that if he’s not treated soon, he’s going to lose consciousness or even die” he stated.  Zhan Junbai’s eyes widened before he growled.         “Bastard…” he hissed.  Jiang Yuelou nodded.         “I know” he agreed before he took a deep breath.         ‘I hope Yuzhi’s doing okay’ he thought to himself. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Inside the restaurant, Chen Yuzhi, who was beginning to feel lightheaded, looked over at Liang Xiaorun, who was looking as shitty as he was feeling, before he sighed and slowly pushed himself to his feet, walking over to him.         “Sit down” he ordered.  Liang Xiaorun looked at him in confusion.         “Why?” he demanded.  Chen Yuzhi huffed.         “Because I’m going to bandage your wound.  Now sit down” he growled.  Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he sat down, Chen Yuzhi kneeling before him.  He then reached over and grabbed a roll of bandages, beginning to wrap the bandage around Liang Xiaorun’s waist, ignoring the way his shoulder screamed in protest.         “What an idiot.  I can’t believe you’re treating me, even after I shot you” Liang Xiaorun grumbled.  Chen Yuzhi huffed softly.         “I’m a doctor, I treat everyone, good or bad.  And besides, I can’t just leave it alone” he stated before he looked at him.         “Besides…I worked hard to save Rongyao and Yuyu…so I should work hard to save you” he declared.  Liang Xiaorun scoffed.         “How useless.  In the end, I’ll kill you and make you regret it” he declared before he grabbed him and spun him around, causing him to cry out in pain as he placed a zip-tie around his wrists and tightened it, tightening it so tightly that the plastic nearly cut into his wrist.         ‘Fuck’ he hissed, tears of pain streaming down his cheeks. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou and Zhan Junbai looked at each other.         “What’s your plan to save Dr. Chen?” Zhan Junbai asked.  Jiang Yuelou shook his head.         “God, I don’t know…we can’t get close or he might shoot us.  But if we don’t get close, Chen Yuzhi might die in there” he stated.  Zhan Junbai shook his head.         “And we can’t let that happen” he declared.  Jiang Yuelou nodded.         “Yeah…” he murmured before he growled.         “Fuck, we gotta do something” he grumbled, Zhan Junbai nodding in agreement before Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened.         “Let’s distract him” he declared.  Zhan Junbai frowned.         “Distract him how?” he demanded.  Jiang Yuelou hummed.         “I’ll have a few of my men slowly start making their way towards the restaurant.  I’m sure that’ll freak out Xiaorun and cause him to do something stupid, like open fire on us.  While he’s attacking them, myself and a few of my other men will sneak around and slip into the restaurant to arrest Xiaorun and rescue Chen Yuzhi” he declared.  Zhan Junbai hummed.         “It sounds like a plan” he agreed.  Jiang Yuelou nodded before he pressed the earpiece in his ear.         “Team C, slowly begin to approach the restaurant and make sure your shields are up” he ordered.         “Roger” the leader of Team C replied as he and a few other officers began making their way towards the restaurant, their shields up.  As they made their way towards the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun, who was nearly the window, poked his head out and when he saw them approaching, his eyes widened and he immediately began firing at them.         “Police, stay away or I’ll shoot!” he shouted.  However, the officers didn’t stop approaching, causing Liang Xiaorun to continue shooting at the shields in rage. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After he had emptied his magazine, Liang Xiaorun stepped away from the window and clutched at his abdomen as Chen Yuzhi, who was leaning up against a table leg, trying his best to stay awake and conscious, looked at him.         “It’s useless, no matter how many times you shoot” he croaked, making Liang Xiaorun look over at him and growl before he ejected the old magazine and placed in a new one, cocking the gun to put a new bullet into the chamber.  Chen Yuzhi stared at him for a moment before he took a deep breath and softly banged twice against the table leg, hissing softly as the banging jostled his injured shoulder. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou stared at his walkie-talkie with wide eyes before he shot to his feet.         “Shit” he hissed, Zhan Junbai looking at him in confusion.         “What’s the matter?” he asked, making Jiang Yuelou look over at him.         “I placed a wire onto Chen Yuzhi and told him to hit it twice if his life was in danger.  He just hit the mic twice” he explained, just as a gunshot went off, making him and Zhan Junbai look up in horror.         “Fuck” he growled before he rushed out of the restaurant, Song Rong and a few other officers following after him.  They then ran across the street to the restaurant and stepped inside, Song Rong sliding open the entrance of the restaurant before he threw a smoke bomb inside, the bomb soon exploding.  As soon as smoke filled the room, Jiang Yuelou and the others ran inside, Jiang Yuelou running over to Chen Yuzhi as Song Rong and a few other officers ran over to Liang Xiaorun, arresting him.         “Chen Yuzhi.  Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, Chen Yuzhi weakly lifting his head to look at him.         “Jiang Yuelou” he whispered.  Jiang Yuelou then looked him over, his eyes full of concern.         “Are you hurt?” he demanded.  Chen Yuzhi chuckled weakly.         “Besides the shoulder, I’m fine” he assured.  Jiang Yuelou frowned.         “But didn’t you ask for help?” he asked as he snipped the zip-ties binding Chen Yuzhi’s wrist.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “Not for me.  For him” he explained, motioning with his chin to Liang Xiaorun, whom Song Rong had handcuffed while trying to avoid exasperating his wound.  Jiang Yuelou looked over at Liang Xiaorun and huffed, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant and over to them.         “Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, kneeling down beside him and Jiang Yuelou.  Chen Yuzhi then lifted his head and looked at him before he smiled weakly.         “Junbai, can you tell Chu Min to bring the stretcher?” he requested.  Zhan Junbai nodded.         “Yeah” he replied before he pressed his headset.         “Chu Min, please bring the stretcher” he ordered.           “Roger” Chu Min replied as Zhan Junbai huffed.         “Everyone…Dr. Chen is safe” he declared.  In his ear, he heard sighs of relief, just as Chu Min stepped into the restaurant and walked over to Chen Yuzhi, Jiang Yuelou, and Zhan Junbai.         “Here, Dr. Zhan” he declared.  Zhan Junbai looked over at him and nodded before he looked at Chen Yuzhi.         “Alright, Yuzhi, let’s get you on the stretcher” he declared, reaching out to grab him when Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “Not for me…for him” he murmured, motioning to Liang Xiaorun.  Zhan Junbai and Chu Min looked at him in shock.         “Dr. Chen—” Chu Min started when Chen Yuzhi nodded.         “Do it” he ordered.  Chu Min and Zhan Junbai made a face before they stood to their feet and walked over to where Liang Xiaorun was lying, Chu Min holding the stretcher while Zhan Junbai helped Song Rong transport Liang Xiaorun onto the stretcher.  Once he was on the stretcher, he began to struggle and move, only for Zhan Junbai to look at him.         “Don’t move.  Part of your intestine is damaged, but you’ll be fine” he promised, his voice hard and cold.  Liang Xiaorun looked up at him in shock before he looked over at Chen Yuzhi, who was leaning heavily against Jiang Yuelou.         “Why did you help me?  Me, Rongyao, and Yuyu…” he started before he looked Chen Yuzhi in the eyes.         “Kill me.  Kill me!” he ordered.  Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “I don’t…kill.  I took an oath to do no harm” he replied.  Liang Xiaorun growled.         “Kill me!” he shouted, only for Jiang Yuelou to look at his subordinates, Zhan Junbai, and Chu Min.         “Get him out of here” he ordered.  The men nodded and began pushing him out of the restaurant as Jiang Yuelou looked down at Chen Yuzhi, smiling slightly.         “You did it, doc.  You saved the day” he declared.  Chen Yuzhi laughed weakly.         “Good” he whispered before his eyes fluttered and he slumped against him, causing his eyes to widen in horror.         “Chen Yuzhi.  Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, gently patting the young doctor’s cheek before he growled and scooped him into his arms, pushing himself to his feet.  He then turned and rushed out of the restaurant, just as Zhan Junbai came running back over to him, his eyes wide.         “Yuzhi—” he started before he looked at Jiang Yuelou.         “Take him to one of the ambulances standing by.  There’s no time for us to treat him in the MER” he declared.  Jiang Yuelou nodded before he rushed towards the barricade and ambulances, handing Chen Yuzhi off to them before he walked back to the MER team, everyone looking at him in concern.         “Is Dr. Chen going to be okay?” Chu Ran asked.  Jiang Yuelou huffed.         “You’re the doctors, you tell me” he replied.  Yu Tangchun hummed.         “He lost a lot of blood…thankfully we got him in time because if he stayed in that restaurant any longer, I don’t know if he would have made it” he stated.  Jiang Yuelou made a face as Zhong Yiren sighed.         “Poor Keying…I hope she didn’t see the news” she murmured.  Jiang Yuelou frowned.         “Keying?” he repeated.  Zhan Junbai nodded.         “Chen Yuzhi’s daughter.  She’s in daycare” he explained.  Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he looked down at his watch.         “Oh shit, that must be getting out soon…is someone going to pick her up?” he asked.  The MER team was silent before they all looked at him, causing him to look at them in shock.         “Me?!” he exclaimed.  Chu Min nodded.         “Dr. Chen seems to trust you, so you should be the one to pick up Keying” he stated.  Jiang Yuelou looked at them before he sighed.         “Do any of you know the name of the daycare?” he asked. ~*~*~*~*~*~ A little while later, Jiang Yuelou arrived at the daycare Keying attended and stepped inside, looking around before he walked over to one of the daycare workers.         “Excuse me, which one of these children is Chen Keying?” he inquired.  The daycare worker looked at him before she nodded and walked off, soon returning with Keying by her side.         “Here she is” she declared.  Jiang Yuelou nodded.         “Thank you” he thanked, the daycare worker nodding before she walked off as Jiang Yuelou knelt before Keying.         “Hi there.  Are you Chen Keying?” he asked.  Keying nodded slowly.         “Yes…who are you?” she replied.  Jiang Yuelou smiled.           “I’m Chief Jiang Yuelou…I’m…a friend of your dad’s” he explained.  Keying’s eyes widened.         “Daddy?  Is he okay?” she asked.  Jiang Yuelou hummed.         “Well…he’s currently in the hospital right now” he explained calmly, causing Keying to let out a cry.         “What?!  Why?!” she exclaimed.  Jiang Yuelou sighed.         “Well, when he was trying to save a little girl, a bad man shot him and hurt him.  But he’s okay, he’s in the hospital and I’m here to take you to him” he explained.  Keying looked at him, tears in her big brown eyes.         “You…promise me he’s okay?” she asked.  Jiang Yuelou smiled.         “I promise you” he replied.  Keying nodded.         “Okay” she agreed.  Jiang Yuelou smiled again before he held out his hand, Keying quickly taking it before they headed over to his squad car, both of them getting in before Jiang Yuelou drove to the hospital. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yuelou and Keying headed inside, Jiang Yuelou walking over to the front desk.         “Excuse me, which room is Dr. Chen Yuzhi in?  He was brought in a little while ago?” he asked.  The nurse hummed and looked at her log before she looked back at him.         “Room 206” she replied.  Jiang Yuelou nodded.         “Thank you” he thanked before he and Keying headed to Chen Yuzhi’s room, Jiang Yuelou quietly sliding open the door.  They then stepped inside as Chen Yuzhi looked over at them and smiled.         “Jiang Yuelou.  Keying” he croaked, Keying looking back at him with wide eyes.         “Daddy!” she exclaimed, running over to his bedside.         “Daddy, are you okay?  Chief Jiang said you got hurt!” she wailed.  Chen Yuzhi smiled weakly before he reached out and gently pet her hair.         “I’m okay now, thanks to Chief Jiang” he soothed, looking up at Jiang Yuelou with a small smile.  Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he slowly walked over to his bedside and cleared his throat.         “How you feeling, doc?” he asked.  Chen Yuzhi hummed.         “Better.  Less…lightheaded” he replied.  Jiang Yuelou huffed.         “Yeah, well, blood loss will do that to you” he mused, causing Keying to look up at him with wide eyes and Chen Yuzhi to glare at him.         “Jiang Yuelou” he hissed, Jiang Yuelou wincing slightly.         “Sorry” he apologized before he looked down at Keying, who was still looking up at him with wide eyes, and smiled softly.         “Your dad’s fine now, sweetheart.  He’s okay” he promised.  Keying continued to look at him before she looked back at Chen Yuzhi.         “Can I hug you?” she asked.  Chen Yuzhi smiled.         “I’d love a hug” he replied, Jiang Yuelou smiling as he scooped Keying up and placed her in Chen Yuzhi’s bed, watching as she carefully wrapped her arms around Chen Yuzhi’s neck.  The moment her arms went around his neck, Chen Yuzhi’s eyes began to fill with tears before he wrapped one arm around her and hugged her tightly, pressing a kiss to her hair.  They then stayed like that for a while, Jiang Yuelou watching them for a moment, before he looked at Chen Yuzhi.         “It was…a pleasure working with you, Dr. Chen” he stated, making Chen Yuzhi look up at him and smile.         “And it was a pleasure working with you, Chief Jiang” he replied before he laughed softly.         “Even though we had a bit of a rough start” he stated.  Jiang Yuelou winced.           “Sorry about that” he apologized.  Chen Yuzhi smiled and shook his head.         “It’s alright” he replied as Jiang Yuelou hummed.         “How can I make it up to you?” he asked.  Chen Yuzhi looked at him in surprise.         “What?” he replied.  Jiang Yuelou huffed.         “How can I make it up to you?” he repeated.  Chen Yuzhi stared at him for a moment before he smiled.         “Well…maybe after I completely heal…you could take me out for lunch?” he suggested.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock before he laughed and nodded.         “Deal” he agreed.  Chen Yuzhi smiled before he yawned, causing Jiang Yuelou to smile softly.         “You should get some rest, doc” he suggested, reaching out to take Keying from Chen Yuzhi so that he could comfortably sleep when Chen Yuzhi shook his head.         “It’s alright…she can stay” he murmured.  Jiang Yuelou looked at him and nodded, watching as Chen Yuzhi made himself and Keying comfortable in his bed before he shut his eyes and drifted off to sleep.  Jiang Yuelou then waited until he was sure Chen Yuzhi was asleep before he covered him and Keying with the blanket, making sure to tuck them in before he walked over to the hospital chair that was across from Chen Yuzhi’s bed and sat down.  What a fucking day.  He needed a rest too.  He then let out a yawn before he shut his eyes and leaned his head back, sleep taking him almost immediately as a comfortable silence, that was only disturbed by the sound of soft snoring, filled the room.

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C : Angel, you're still with me? A : Zzzzzz C : I guess not.... (He still looks cute when sleeping tho)🤣 ...... Another peek at my First Responders AU It's movie night!! but it has also been a long day at work for Aziraphale. Poor baby just wants to have some quality time with Crowley, but he's completely pooped. He'll definitely sulk in the morning because Crowley let him sleep through the night. 😂 .......

🖌 Definitely loving Krita more and more

Someone knocks on the door just as Vaggie's passing by. She glances towards the kitchen, where most of the others are gathered. Charlie is off somewhere else in the hotel, probably checking up on the spare rooms.

The knocking happens again, louder this time.

Vaggie frowns. She isn't the most powerful in the hotel—that title goes to Charlie first, then Alastor—but she's pretty good in a fight, if she says so herself. It's better if she's the one to open the door rather than any of the others.

Before she can second-guess herself, she's turning the knob and pulling the door open.

Vaggie, of course, regrets her decision immediately.

Standing there, in front of the hotel door, is Vox. Yes, that Vox. The Technology Overlord. The CEO of VoxTek. The demon with a TV for a head.

He's standing in front of the hotel door holding a box in one hand with the other poised to knock.

Vaggie stares.

"Hey—"

She shuts the door on him, trying to process what's happening.

Vaggie opens the door for the second time, just to make sure he's really there.

"—kid."

She shuts the door again, now fully realizing that Vox is here, he's standing in front of the hotel door, and that's definitely not a good thing since he and Alastor are arch-nemeses who hate each other with a passion. They're going to see each other and then this place will be destroyed when they start fighting.

"Charlie?" Vaggie calls out.

Charlie peeks around the corner. "What is it Vaggie?"

Vaggie points over her shoulder frantically. "Charlie, the Technology Overlord is at the door!"

Charlie blinks. "What?"

Vaggie's not sure why but she has a foreboding feeling. "What do I do?"

"Let him in, of course!" Without missing a beat, Charlie waltzes up to the door and throws it open before tackling the Overlord with a hug. "It's so good to see you!"

Vaggie stares incredulously. "Huh?"

Vox returns her hug with full force. "Charlie! I heard some music on the radio today so I thought I'd drop by. Where is he?"

"He's in the kitchen!"

"Thanks kid." Vox shoots her some finger guns before heading towards the kitchen.

Vaggie runs after him. She cannot let him and Alastor meet. Charlie's dream depends on it.

She gets there just as soon as Vox and Alastor lock eyes with each other.

Vaggie takes in the situation quickly. Angel looks more nervous than usual, and he's avoiding looking at Vox. Husk looks grumpy as ever, and he's not even paying attention to whatever's going on. Niffty is staring at Vox, smiling.

Vaggie prepares herself to summon her spear in case anything happens.

Charlie comes up behind her.

Vaggie watches Alastor stare Vox down. He doesn't look angered, like she expected. He looks more annoyed than anything.

"You're late," Alastor says flatly.

What.

Vox looks Alastor up and down. "Sorry babe, traffic was a bitch."

What?

Alastor rolls his eyes and turns back to the stove. "Go set the table."

What the fuck?

Vox flashes him a grin before heading towards the cabinets.

Vaggie stares thoroughly baffled.

Charlie laughs nervously. "Yeah, uh, I may have forgotten to tell you about my other other dad…"

Vaggie sighs. She'll deal with this later. It's dinnertime and Alastor's food is something she doesn't want to miss out on. She smiles at Charlie. "Tell me after dinner hon."

I love this I love this I love this so so so SO much. New context w Vaggie being an exorcist Charlie really couldn't be mad at her in this au bc the conversation would go like

"You didn't tell me you were an angel??" "You didn't tell me you have three dads and two are dangerous overlords" "...touche"

Post(s) this is referencing: will add later

Finally ready to head off to my date.

Cross your fingers for me🤞

I'll keep you guys posted.

Oh! almost forgot to show you guys the fit!

Hey but what if Arthur is waiting for the people's he hold dear in the after life 👀

At first he just asks to the newly death people how Camelot is doing, what is happening, etc. Then he began to see people that he knew, knights and nobles at first, (he lied the first "person" he recognised that die after him was that damned Dragon and he is going to have words with Merlin—), Gaius, Hunith,... 40 years after his death he saw his queen again too.

He also see people he doesn't know but cherish anyways : his wife's new husband, their children, his knights' children, their children's children,...

And yet, he does not see Merlin. He does not wish that he dies but it has been 150 years surely Sorcerer can not live that long?

Slowly but surely, Merlin began to loose his connection to Camelot's children. He began to travel, he began to leave and Arthur becomes afraid. Arthur does not know where he will go, Arthur is losing his track. Arthur is dead and Merlin is alive. All he can do is asks, asks and asks again.

Until one day, one day, no one can answers him anymore and so he waits...

I am very proud of how this story turned out! It is fully and entirely inspired by the wonderful art of @tanpopomugishu's Good Omens First Responders AU (PLEASE check out their art it is SO GOOD y'all), and though it is a one-shot, it is rather long, at 11k words. Feel free to give it a read, and definitely look at tanpopomugishu's art if you want your eyes to be blessed.

Summary:

The EMT was a handsome older bloke, with soft, curly blonde-white hair and warm blue eyes that were soft and crinkled at the edges. His cheeks were round and flushed with red, and he looked rather frazzled, but in a way that somehow looked so utterly gorgeous. White gloves were pulled tightly over his hands, contrasting the dark color of his uniform, and spectacles balanced on his nose, slightly fogged from the smoke nearby, though they were, for the most part, out of range from the smoldering church. “Hi.” Crowley, who was caked in grime and smoke and debris and who was wearing a dirty, unwashed firefighter’s suit and who was barely able to speak in a voice louder than a raspy, hoarse croak, thought that perhaps he had died and gone to Heaven. Would’ve believed it, too, with this angel before him, if the adrenaline wasn’t starting to wear off, giving way to dull, throbbing pain in his skull. “M’Crowley,” he introduced himself, rather stupidly. “Anthony Crowley.”

Crowley is a firefighter; Aziraphale is an EMT. A First Responders Human AU one-shot of their first (whumpy but fluffy) meeting, inspired by artwork (link in A/N)!

And my favorite line:

Anthony Crowley did not believe in love, or soulmates, or red strings, and yet here he was, tied up in a knot of crimson.

I hope you enjoy if you read! <3

it feels cosmically unfair that i think about writing all the time want to write all the time and sit down to write all the time and i come up with two sentences at best. there should be some reward system i think

Would Simon fuck Bonnie at some point too, or is she just Johnny‘s plaything?

Bonnie is mostly Johnny's plaything. something to keep the pup occupied when he's out at work or too tired to keep up with his antics. he def does fuck her at some point in the series, but probably not for... her benefit lmao. really, to him, Bonnie is just another mouth to feed; Johnny is his true attachment. but we'll see more of that later (:

Aziraphale is a soft spoken EMT who recently moved to the city, and Crowley is a brusque but skillful firefighter. They first met at a fire scene, where Crowley got injured on a rescue mission.

At the astonishment of their colleagues, they quickly became close to each other after meeting each other and bickering often at the line of duty.

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I can draw faster when using traditional media, but it always ends up very messy. That's why I don't do it often.😂

By the way, if anyone enjoys this premise and would like to write stories based on it, you're free to do so. Since I can't write to save my life, I better leave it to the professionals. 😂

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This is a repost from my main fanart account @tanpopomugish

disclaimer: this is about the princess luz AU, where amity and hunter both have different baggage from canon. but.

sorry for still thinking that this is one of the funniest relationship dynamics of all time. do you still think i'm hot.

"She was just a child, Crowley, someone so young with so much potential, and I couldn't save her."

....

Even after years of working on this job, losing a patient has never been easy for Aziraphale, especially when the patient is a child.

Before meeting Crowley, whenever that happened, he would just drink a lot and cry himself to sleep.

....

🖌️:

Yes, I'm still stuck on my first responders AU.

Oh the potential for hurt/comfort with this AU, both psychological and physical..

Tattoo artist, piercer, AND taller than you?? I really hope he’s a good guy because damn. 

Right???

Like.

What a catch.

I've just got to not fuck it up.

I'll see how he feels about dogs on the date. Test the waters. Hopefully he's actually a good guy.

Working on a Switched-at-Birth AU (not the show) with Danny and Tim but I just wanna make it clear to anyone who’s interested in this (whenever I finish writing what I can i’ll post) that Switched-at-Birth doesn’t mean they experience exactly what the other did in their life.

That’s the TLDR while my anxious overcompensation is below if you want that

Lots of things are blatantly different, especially for Daniel Wayne. Just because you see a lot of what looks the same on Tim’s side doesn’t mean that it isn’t very different just like with Danny. There’s only one-two Canons with Danny Phantom. There’s TOO MANY with DC content containing Timothy Drake. I can’t exactly match their lives even if I wanted to and I don’t.

So just- if you’re a like a purist or something for Tim Drake’s life then please make sure you keep in mind this ISN’T Tim Drake it’s Timonthy Fenton and Daniel Wayne.

Nothing is exactly the same even if lots of it does seem it at certain points. I point this out cuz I know some of Tim’s major life points won’t happen and some of his major character traits may not show up initially or in the same ways as is known typically.

Same goes for Danny but I’ve never seen anyone get really torn up over his character being different in some way so… I’m inexperienced thus less anxious about it, I guess.

Writing a Human First Responders AU based on @tanpopomugishu artwork! Here’s a brief sneak peek, it’ll just be a one shot I think but it’s coming along well, thankfully it’s the weekend so I’ll be able to work on it! 💋

The EMT was a handsome older bloke, with soft, curly blonde-white hair and warm blue eyes that were soft and crinkled at the edges. His cheeks were round and flushed with red, and he looked rather frazzled, but in a way that somehow looked so utterly gorgeous. White gloves were pulled tightly over his hands, contrasting the dark color of his uniform, and spectacles balanced on his nose, slightly fogged from the smoke nearby, though they were, for the most part, out of range from the smoldering church.

“Hi.” Crowley, who was caked in grime and smoke and debris and who was wearing a dirty, unwashed firefighter’s suit and who was barely able to speak in a voice louder than a raspy, hoarse croak, thought that perhaps he had died and gone to Heaven. Would’ve believed it, too, with this angel before him, if the adrenaline wasn’t starting to wear off, giving way to dull, throbbing pain in his skull. “M’Crowley,” he introduced himself, rather stupidly. “Anthony Crowley.”

Find the inspiring artwork here! — https://x.com/eurosisalive/status/1760712953404510699?s=46

Andddd last but not least a poll for the title, I think I’d like to do a Hozier lyric but I’m indecisive.