#sanghoon.

[ofdamnation]

          ‘  sweet  girl  ,  ’    he  hums  ,  smirk  tugging  at  edges  as  he  approaches  the  other  .   hand  reaches  out  to  gently  curl  loose  tresses  between  his  fingers  .    ‘  what  did  i  do  to  end  up  with  someone  as  precious  as  you  helping  us  out  ?  ’     //     closer  starter  for  @sewnfate​!

[ofdamnation]

muse(s) : woo sanghoon , 40 , heterosexual plot : i mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favourite possible connections : f / nb .

' stop , ' voice is stern , deep sigh emitting his chest as he motions a finger for the other to come closer . ' where have you been all night ? ' / closed starter for @casamigos!

[tidebreak]

TRANSFER THE CALL

In this field, apathy is an irreversible side effect. A defense mechanism for the sake of one’s sanity.  A necessary evil, because an emotional doctor is an inefficient one.  Become too invested in your patient’s life and you run the risk of sabotaging their chances at recovery. You’ll spend the rest of your life feeling absolutely miserable, all because you’ve taken every blow to heart.  And for what?  A chance at sainthood?  Placing first in some obscure popularity contest?

He’s not stupid enough to let that happen.

“Please.”

“No.  Have you seen my schedule?”

“I’m begging you-  I don’t think I can do it anymore.”  Eyes impressively teary, Jihye picks delicately at the tissue box he’d shoved at her minutes ago.  Half of its contents sit in a crumpled heap on his desk, which he notes with poorly-concealed disgust.  This isn’t helping her case one bit. “She’s your patient.  You can’t just hand her over.  Besides, what am I going to tell her-- oh, sorry, your chances at survival are shit and your doctor doesn’t want to accept the truth?” 

“I’m going to quit.” Sanghoon can’t tell if she’s being melodramatic.  Wouldn’t put it past her, with what he’s seen over the years.  “You said that last year.”  She collects herself only to send a piercing glare his way.  He raises his hands in surrender.  “I’m just saying!”

“Take her.  I’m serious.  I’ve been talking to my husband about it, and he thinks it’ll be good for me to take some time off.” Oh.  This is really happening. “You’re not going to be easy to replace.  At least give it some time before you jump to any conclusions.” Hastily sliding a second, unopened box towards her, he offers what he hopes is a convincing (stiff) smile. “I’ll take it- her. I’ll do it.” That seems to brighten her up.  “Thanks, oppa.”

Dammit.

@consilian