Thinking about sorting the Black sisters into medical specialties.
Bellatrix - surgery. Hands on stuff. Somehow I feel like Bella wouldn’t be satisfied with appendectomies though. Maybe HPB? I’ve never actually been on a trauma surgery rotation so not sure if that would be a good fit for her.
Andromeda - anesthesiology; content with behind the scenes work; ready to roast her colleagues and residents prn; maybe wants to do pediatric anesthesiology
Narcissa - derm girlie
Bonus:
Sirius - actually have no idea; between ER, paeds, and UroSx?
Tips to deal with a Medical Student! Rule 01: Accept the fact they will have many affairs...
“Qri is already on Hopkin! She texted me saying that Johnson was really easy.”
“That’s why she missed our meeting yesterday?Oh that girl! I thought we had agreed in dating Hopkin this weekend!”
“Apparently, unnie is a lot more worried about Derrickson-…”
As he caught the conversation between two of Jihyun’s classmates, Lee Taemin couldn’t help but spit all the coffee he had been drinking so calmly moments before as he waited for the advanced modern dance classes to start. The boy’s mind replayed the conversation over and over, word for word in disbelief. He knew Jihyun basically since his birth day, though she was a few years older than him, they had always bounded together! He knew there were no chances in hell for Jihyun to be dating a guy, nonetheless three of them.
The petite woman had always been private about most of her personal life and being a medical student, Taemin knew she didn’t had time to talk to him, Qri’s favorite dongsaeng! There couldn’t be another guy in the picture, especially if he didn’t even knew, heard or approved of the said male! Besides, what kind of name was Derrickson? Or Hopkin?
It was probably just another rumor surrounding the pretty senior created either by girls who were jealous or those stupid freshmen that thought they could have a chance in the world with his Noona, with s soft sigh he decided to shrug it off.
Hours later, the boy leaned his back against the mirror-made wall of the dance studio, completely exhausted after the new routine of the choreography, perhaps and only perhaps, he should start being careful while choosing his classes next semester and not just taking them because the name sounded like fun, he was only a freshman anyways.
With his lips curling onto a playful smile, he picked his phone out of his pocket and quickly typed his favorite Noona a message, hopeful that at this time in the afternoon she could finally have a little bit of free time to spend with him.
| Text |Noona, my back hurts and my legs are sore!
|Text | Could my favorite soon-to-be doctor come help me tonight?
However, after good five minutes, when his phone finally buzzed the boy was not a bit pleased and his smile slowly faded as his free hand curled into fists while his dark orbs read his Noona’s reply.
| Text | I can’t, I have a date with Nuland tonight and I can’t postpone it, Taemin-ah! When you get to your dorm, take a nice hot shower and try to rest! If it continues to hurt tomorrow, take a painkiller.
No emotion, no smile, she didn’t even called him baby or dear! The young boy cringed at that fact, Jihyun was his Noona for crying out loud! She would always, always be sweet and adorable to him, that was like a universal law defined since when they were both on diapers and haven’t been broken over two decades! Not even when he broke her dolls or refused to talk to his parents until they called her to calm him down.
Jihyun have always been his Noona, his to care and protect! But how the hell he would care and protect her if she was fooling around with other guys! Call him bratty or whatever, but his Noona was the only thing in the world he did not knew how to share!
That was it; he pushed himself out the floor and quickly made his way to the red-haired’s sorority house, ignoring his pains in order to confront her about the situation. And luckily enough for him, it wasn’t that far from the campus. Taemin knocked the door a lot harder than it was needed, in a way to discount his rage or just to put the door down anyways, but when Jihyun finally answered it, hazel eyes widening in surprise to see him there.
“Hello to yourself, Taemin-ah! What are you doing here? I thought your back was hurting.” The petite woman quickly stood on the very tip of her toes to wrap her arms around his frame in a tight hug.
The younger mentally cursed at her action, how he was supposed to be mad at her when she just looked so adorable and innocent in front of him? It wasn’t fair that Jihyun always knew how to calm him down! He stiffed his body under her puzzled glance trying to lack any kind of response.
“Is that anything wrong?” She rose a delicate eyebrow as she finally pulled away from him, tilting her head in the typical oh-so-adorable way of hers that made his eye twitch. How dare her to ask if something was wrong! His Noona was going completely mental!
“So, how is your date with Nuluand going?” He asked coolly, disdain empathizing the words ‘date’ and ‘Nuluand’ or whatever in the world someone pronounced that goddamned name.
“. . . What?” There was a small pause before she finally asked, visible confusing about what in the world was wrong with her usually so sweet dongsaeng.
“Your date, Jihyun!” He exclaimed in a venom filled outbreak, the green monster of jealousy had already planted a seed on that young boy’s heart.
The older narrowed her eyebrows as she stared at him, reddish lips parting in a silent ‘oh’ in realization while her delicate hands quickly covered her lips to avoid a heart-filled laugh to escape through her lips. Shaking her head lightly she gestured him to stay put before disappearing down the hallway just to finally bring back four books and reach them to the younger’s eye level so that he could read the authors.
“Meet Nuland, Hopkin, Johnson and Derrickson, my dates!” Jihyun explained in between an outburst of laughs and all Taemin could do was blush in embarrassment quickly wrapping his arms around the other’s tiny frame.
Tips to deal with a Medical Student! Rule 01: . . . With their books!
