uGH I absolutely LOVE the medical!SOS concept. Like COME AND TALK TO ME ABOUT WHAT DEPARTMENT I THINK THEY'D BE IN. How about we through in a little Grey's Anatomy in this blurb/headcannon/imagines/whatever and make it where the docs (the boys...ahem...men) are all smitten with the reader who can be like a badass surgeon who on a daily basis after they finish surgery is like "Take lessons boys" and they're like DAMN...THAT'S HOT.
kayla yes also sorry for the delay (sidenote: i restarted grey’s halfway through your blurb to get into the mood for this and got distracted rip)
okay so the boys:
michael: peds. mikey would be great with the kids. i mean between the games and hair. also have you seen him? boy RADIATES soft. kids would just take to him.
luke: 10/10 he belongs in plastics. have you seen him? literal perfection. and that nose? HAS to be fake. mcsteamy through and through.
ashton: boy strikes me as more general than specialty tbh. he’s everyone’s go-to, always reliable. he could have specialized if he wanted to but chose not to.
calum: he’s the mcdreamy of the bunch. neuro genius. one of the top, if not number one, neuro surgeon in the world.
okay so imagine:
let’s say you’re a cardio goddess. tied for number one of your class at yale med. tied of course with the neuro god that is calum hood. closely followed in ranks by his best friends michael and luke. (ashton had already graduated) maybe y’all had ended up at different hospitals for your residencies and fellowships so y’all hadn’t seen each other in years- enough time had passed that he wouldn’t have recognized you. you were banking on that fact when you got called in to do a procedure on a patient at the hospital in which he was head of neuro. you knew there was a hype around the procedure. it was a huge one that didn’t happen often, so everybody was jittery with anticipation. you were heading straight into surgery as soon as your plane landed and weren’t going to have time to talk to anyone but the hospitals head of cardio and chief of surgery. it was going to be a long one with a minimum time of 10 hours, but you were estimating it taking closer to 17. you knew the OR observatory was going to be full but you were ready. you had been prepping for over a month now. surgery came and went and it was a breeze- calum, luke, michael, and ashton all pretty much drooling and gushing over how talented you were. the fact that you were hot was a plus. when you were getting ready to walk out of the OR you could hear the boys chatting about you outside. you breeze past them as you walk out, “take note boys. you could obviously stand to learn a thing or two since we graduated.” they’re obviously all shook bc hot damn, you’re literal perfection with a scalpel AND you’ve got looks and confidence to boot. and they’d be lying if they said they didn’t use “catching up” as a reason to ask you out to dinner and drinks later to get to know you more.
(asjdaiefjka sorry this sucks. i was so inspired and then got so distracted before i could finish)
