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OPERATION: LOVE
When Jinyoung got there, there were already doctors and nurses crowded in the VIP room. They were gathering around the bed and checking the machine and the pulses of the patient. It was noisy and busied. The nurses were running in-and-out the room each time the doctors ordered them.
Jinyoung held his breath.
This can’t be happening.
“Help me reconnect this!” One doctor shouted to the other in a hurried voice.
The loud beeping of the heart rate machine drove Jinyoung over the edge. It didn’t stop, however, only increased in its speed. Each sound it makes effectively kills a part of Jinyoung and he knows it.
“What’s going on?” Jackson showed up beside Jinyoung, facing towards the opened door and looking inside the room full of medical assistants.
“Ventilator disconnected,” was Jinyoung’s simple reply. Jackson doesn’t miss the way Jinyoung was clenching his fists.
“For how long? Is he going to be okay?”
“This isn’t an accident.”
Of course, it wasn’t. It doesn’t take a fool to figure that out. Jackson was starting to get annoyed at the ECG machine that’s beeping rapidly at the dropping of the patient’s heartbeats. The E.C.I. Vice Captain can’t possibly know how Jinyoung must be feeling right now, because Jackson isn’t the husband of the man who’s struggling to live in there. Jackson was honestly getting worry for Jinyoung. Vice Captain Park doesn’t look too well; his face is pale and lips dried.
“Jinyoung, are you all right-“
“Someone did this,” Jinyoung’s eyes burned everything in its path. “Wait until I find this someone.”
“Why don’t you-“
“Oh, my God!” A nurse gasped loudly as she puts her hands over . “Doctor! Doctor! He’s waking up!”
Jinyoung and Jackson immediately snapped out of whatever trance they were in and stared directly into the room. A couple of doctors piled out of the room, leaving about two of them left in there with three nurses. The nurses inside shuts the door and pulled the blinds down on the window.
“Hey-“ Jinyoung widened his eyes in confusion as he stormed towards the room, desperation hung over his shoulders as soon as he heard what the nurse had said about his husband, “what’s going on? I want to-“
Jackson reached out and grabbed a hold of Jinyoung before the agent could slam his fist against the door, “calm down, please, I believe they’re doing some checking-ups and hooking the machine back now.”
“But they said-“
“I know,” Jackson said, “why don’t we have a little breakfast, yeah? You look like , Jinyoung. I don’t think anyone would want you greeting them while looking like you pick up plastics for a living.”
“Jackson, let go,” Jinyoung resisted, “they just said that-“
Dragging Jinyoung away was easier once Jaebum appeared and gripped onto his Vice other arm. Nodding a signal to Jackson, who’s holding the other arm, they both, with much force, pulled the stubborn agent away from the door and shoved him into the elevator.
“What the Hell?! I want to see him! Let me go see him!” Jinyoung was still trying to break free, only to be held down tighter by a Captain and a Vice.
“Let’s eat first,” Jaebum suggested as the elevator’s doors opened to the first floor where the hospital’s cafeteria located.
Jinyoung scoffed as soon as his was forced down to sit on a chair of a table-for-four. “How can I have any appetite right now? My husband-“
“Your husband would very much wants to see you alive with rosy cheeks and healthy sparkling eyes,” Captain Im sighed as he gave money for Jackson to go buy something light. “So shut up and feed yourself.”
Jaebum was so done with the way Jinyoung has been acting, the male had his arms crossed annoyingly and lips shaping a shameless pout. Jaebum shook his head at the childish sight. It’s so obvious how spoiled his Vice Captain was raised.
It didn’t took long for Jackson to return with three rolls of kimbap wrapped in foil and a paper cup holder holding three cup of hot coffees. He then took the seat across from Jinyoung and set the items down. Jaebum reached for a cup of coffee and sat down next to the grumbling agent. Placing the coffee cup in front of Jinyoung, Jaebum nudged his Vice’s arm. Jinyoung, although still annoyed, reached out to take the coffee anyways. Jackson watched the two as he peeled the foil off the stick and took a big bite.
“Here,” Jaebum handed Jinyoung a kimbap stick, “eat.”
Pondering about it for a few seconds, Jinyoung opted to accepting the wrapped food. The irritated expression never left his charming face as he reluctantly stuffs his mouth. The three agents didn’t exchange any conversations throughout. Too busy to finish eating. Plus, the air around them was kind of tensed and a bit uncomfortable for anyone’s liking, so it’s best to just not say anything. There wasn’t much to say.
Jinyoung was the first to finish with both his coffee and kimbap, which didn’t surprise anyone since he is the one who’s the most eager and overly energetic. Without waiting around for his friends to finish, Jinyoung gathered his mess and got up to throw them away. Back at the table, Jaebum and Jackson frantically devouring their food and sipping their coffee. Jinyoung went straight for the elevators. The other two got up together, mouths still full of kimbap and hands holding onto their cups.
“Can’t you at least wait?” Jaebum struggled to chew a mouthful while talking, nonetheless, he still managed to took a quick swallow of it all. If it weren’t for his coffee, he’ll surely choke and probably die.
Jackson caught up to the agents at the elevators. “Calm down. He’s not going anywhere.”
As soon as a ‘ding’ was heard, Jinyoung quickly positioned himself in front of the doors of the expectant one. The agent at least waited for the people to pile out before he gets in and began repeatedly pressing the button of that one specific floor. Jaebum almost had the doors closing on him if it weren’t for Jackson’s shocked yell at Jinyoung to calm the down.
“He really wants to kill me,” Jaebum sighed as he slipped quickly inside the elevator, proceeded to stand next to Jackson instead of Jinyoung.
“You’re welcome,” Jackson said, “not only have I taken a bullet for your boyfriend, but I also saved you from meeting Death.”
The rest of the way up was silence. Jinyoung didn’t even bother to spared a glance to anyone. He was stilled and hoping every second for the doors to slid open already. And when it did, of course, he was the first one out. The other two agents tried to catch up, but Jinyoung didn’t realize he was basically sprinting down the halls. He stopped when he saw a doctor coming out of the room with a nurse behind her.
“Here for Mark-ssi?” The female doctor asked as she adjusted her glasses. She didn’t expect to see so many hot guys this early in the morning.
Jinyoung didn’t answered for a moment, catching his breath. “Yes.”
By this time, Captain Im and Vice Captain Wang finally caught up, both bended over as they rested their hands on their knees, gasping for air. “I’ve seriously have never felt so out-of-shape,” Jackson exhaled heavily, eyes blinking rapidly for clearer vision.
The doctor looked at the two arrived male and grinned widely. The hospital is finally being filled with gorgeous human beings. She couldn’t help but flirt a little, “wow, do you all come in a package? Like that one inside is also beautiful as Hell.”
Jinyoung was losing patience. Even more now that the doctor just complimented his husband right in front of him. He was about to lash out when he felt a hand on his shoulder. “Well, these two are taken,” Jackson smirked, “but I’m available.”
The nurse who was standing behind giggled. The doctor was impressed. Jaebum rolled his eyes. “Another time, please. Now, if you will,” Captain Im pushed through and hinted the doctor to continue.
“Oh, yes, of course,” the doctor reached behind her, signaling her nurse to hand over the clipboard. Taking a look at it for a few seconds, she handed it back to the nurse. “Conditions are all good despite that technical difficulties, to which we apologize. The higher-ups are investigating the mishaps right now. He did woke up way earlier than any of us had expected. However, his injuries are too severe at the moment and still needs to be treated, so he won’t be discharged anytime soon. But no worries because it's not life-threatening; Doctor Choi did an excellent job as always. And now, we are allowing visitors.”
“Then can we-“ Jackson and Jaebum were advancing forward.
“Oh, oops,” the doctor stick out an arm and stopped the two, “sorry, my bad. Visitor. Not visitors. Take out the ’s’ and it should be fine."
Like he’s been waiting forever, Jinyoung grabbed Jackson’s nape and Jaebum’s shoulder and threw the two agents back, having them both staggered a bit trying to gain back balance. “I’m that visitor.”
“Your relation to the patient?”
“Husband,” Jackson answered for Jinyoung as he hisses out in pain at the earlier neck grab.
The doctor was silenced in shock for a bit before her nurse leaned forward and whispered something in her ear. “Oh! You’re Doctor Choi’s best friend, right?”
“Yes,” Jinyoung nodded curtly, patience wearing thin. He kept looking towards that door that’s currently separating him and the love of his life.
“That makes more sense… Okay, you can go in.”
“Thank you,” Jinyoung didn’t forget to say before quickly make his way towards the door and pushed it open.
Mark, who’s in a sitting position and has his back against the soft cushion of the padded headboard, looked up towards the direction of the noise. As soon as their eyes met, Jinyoung ran over and pressed himself against his husband, burying his face in the crook of Mark’s neck like he always does.
“I-“
“Shut up. I hate you,” Jinyoung commanded, holding back tears, trying to make his voice sound steady but failed horribly. “Don’t talk to me.”
They hugged for a little longer in stillness, since Mark listened and just kept quiet. Jinyoung was the first one to pull them apart. He cupped his husband’s face and kissed him fully on the lips. Jinyoung stopped kissing when he realized that Mark wasn't kissing him back.
“Mark,” Jinyoung pulled away, eyes boring into Mark’s confused ones, begging for some sort of reaction. “What’s-“
“Who are you?”
Jinyoung didn’t think three words were all it took to rip him apart, flesh and all.
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Bambam found himself not very talented in striking conversation with an injured person. How odd, because talking was his speciality. But then again, Yugyeom wasn’t much of a sport. The two were awkward. There’s Suzy, though.
“Are you feeling better?” Suzy asked as she handed Youngjae a glass of water.
“Yeah,” Youngjae smiled weakly as he accepted the water, “thank you.”
Standing by the door, the two youngest agents started whispering to each other.
“Hey, isn’t Suzy, Youngjae’s ex?” Bambam covered his mouth while leaning closer to his best friend.
Yugyeom responded by also covering his mouth and leaning towards Bambam. “She is. And it’s Doctor Choi or Youngjae-ssi, not just Youngjae.”
Rolling his eyes, Bambam replied, “I swear you’re too strict sometimes, loosen up a bit.”
“If you want Captain to come running after you with a chainsaw, then yeah, go ahead and loosen up.”
“, you right.”
They temporarily break away for a bit to flash two ‘innocent' smiles at the doctor who’s looking over their way like he had caught their dirty gossiping. He probably did. Once Youngjae turned away, they went back to covering their mouths and leaning into each other’s personal space. The room was too quiet, so they had to be quieter if they’re going to gossip.
“But seriously, though, our Captain got the nerves to steal Youngja - Doctor Choi - from our goddess, Suzy-noona?” Bambam started up again. It’s not like he’s against his Captain’s relationship. He’s just a bit taken back that there’s actually someone who posses the amazing willpower to leave someone as perfect as Suzy. But then again, Captain Im was pretty much the epitome of flawless, so it’s a win-win either way.
Yugyeom rolled his eyes for maybe the hundredth time today at whatever that’s coming out of Bambam’s dishing mouth. “Watch it, Bam. If Captain heard, he won’t be too happy.”
“But he’s not here so you can it,” Bambam challenged, obviously grown a lot of balls now that their fierce Captain isn’t around, but retreats back into his little shell whenever he sees Im Jaebum approaching. Like right about now.
The taller of the two hastily pushed themselves apart and stand on either sides of the doorway, back in their supposed position of guarding the room. Jaebum walked up and quirked an eyebrow at the two. He knows his agents were up to something before he shows up, but Jaebum decided to drop it.
“Why is she in there?” Captain Im asked instead, eyeing the scene of Youngjae sitting on the bed while Suzy settling on a chair, looking like they’re talking pretty cozily with each other.
They both give each others glances, afraid to speak up. Jaebum sighed and repeated his question with a vexed expression, “why is she in there?”
“Um, uh, Suzy-noona just sh-showed up and asked to s-see Youngjae-ssi, so we thought…” Bambam avoided his Captain's gaze, unable to finish the sentence.
“And here I thought I’ve given the orders pretty clearly that no one was allowed to go in unless they’ve already notified me and I approved,” Jaebum scolded. His reason being is that he cares for Youngjae’s safety and not because he’s burning with jealousy at this very moment. Jaebum honestly couldn’t take another second with Suzy being in the same room as Youngjae. No matter how bad Jaebum had felt for her before, when he witnessed the doctor dumping her.
“We’re sorry, sir,” Yugyeom was calmed enough to bowed as an apology, leading Bambam to also bowed.
“It won’t happen again, sir,” Bambam assured right away.
With a nod, Jaebum grabbed the door’s handle, pulled it downwards, and pushed the door open. Youngjae looked up with a smile while Suzy stood up in surprise.
“Sir,” Suzy bowed, showing respect for her Captain.
“Had a nice talk?” Jaebum didn’t intended for that question to sound like he just murdered someone.
Youngjae shifted uncomfortably on the bed. The doctor could smell wrath all over the place. So this is what happens when your current is in the same room with your past, Youngjae thought as his eyes switched back and forth between Suzy and Jaebum. Two god-like human beings are going down on each others in a staring contest. Youngjae wonders why he hasn’t die yet.
Suzy cleared and broke the contact first, she lost, “don’t misunderstand, Captain. I was just giving him water and then return back to headquarters.”
“I’m not misunderstanding,” Jaebum shrugged casually, “so don’t worry about it. Go on and head back. JYP called, saying he needs someone from Unit G, but as you can see, it’s been a difficult time. Will you go as my representative?”
With a clean smile, Suzy nodded, “of course, sir! I won’t disappoint you.”
“You’ve never disappointed me, Suzy,” Jaebum reciprocate Suzy’s smile with a half-sincered grin. “I’ll see you later.”
“Then I’ll take my leave, sir,” Suzy bowed and then turned to her once lover, “take care, Youngjae.”
The doctor just smiled genuinely and waved, “you, too, Suzy.”
They watched as the agent walked out the door and closing it after her. Jaebum took seat on the bed and frowned, “I don’t like the way you smile at her, Jae.”
“One can never forgets their first love, Jaebummie,” Youngjae patted his boyfriend’s head lovingly. “But also, one can never forgets their last love.”
Jaebum grabbed Youngjae’s hands and beamed, “you’re my first and my last, you know?”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Youngjae loves the way Jaebum smiles made him feels all giddy and warm inside. It’s a beautiful sensation. “I hope what you’re saying are truths because I would love to feel that special.”
The agent chuckled and pulled the doctor in for a hug, “of course. I don’t lie to you, do I?”
“Um,” Youngjae furrowed his eyebrows, “yes, you do, babe. Did you forget-“
“Not that one, Youngjae, jeez, cut me some slacks. I am making up for it, right?” Jaebum sighed but still placed a kiss on the side of his boyfriend’s head.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever,” Youngjae rolled his eyes but still snuggled closer to his lover’s radiating body heat. “How’s Mark-hyung?”
“He woke up,” Jaebum said. “But we’re not allowed to see him, since Jinyoung already took the spot.”
“You sounds disappointed.”
“No, not really. I’m just… I was very worried about him.”
“I know,” Youngjae breathed out softly, eyes closing as he rests his head on Jaebum’s chest, listening to the beating of the agent’s sincere heart. “I was, too. I thought I couldn’t save him.”
“But you did,” Jaebum smiled as he slowly lies down on the bed, pulling Youngjae with him.
Youngjae swung an arm over Jaebum’s waist and pulled him closer. “I thought I could have done better.”
“Stop it, Jae. He’s awake now. He’s okay now. It’s all right.”
“Yeah, but the war is still going on, right?”
Sighing, Jaebum’s fingers found Youngjae’s chin and tilted it up. The Captain leaned down a bit and captured the doctor’s lips. Youngjae was happy to help kisses away Jaebum’s worries. Their bodies plush together as the kiss they shared becomes more heated and quick-paced, hungry and desperate. Jaebum’s blazer and tie was off in the matter of seconds as Youngjae’s eager tongue having fun exploring the hot cavern of the agent’s mouth. Finding himself lost in the sweetness of Youngjae’s playful kisses, Jaebum couldn’t help but hovers over his lover and grinds down, mouth still on the other’s. The friction sends both of them on edge, making Youngjae trembled with sensitivity. Jaebum didn’t stop the teasing and rubbing until a pained “ah” escaped through Youngjae’s abused lips.
“Are you okay?” Jaebum completely halted and throw Youngjae a lot of worried looks.
“Yeah, just-“ Youngjae tried to move his leg but only to hurt himself even more. “Ow.”
Jaebum removed himself on top of Youngjae and looked down. The cut on Youngjae’s left thigh has opened due to too much body activities. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
With the help of his caring boyfriend, Youngjae got up in a sitting position. “No, it’s okay. This happens. I should have been more careful and not get carried away to… Whatever was that… We, uh, were, um, doing…”
“You have the audacity to look like that now?” Jaebum smirked as he watches Youngjae’s face turns as red as the blood that’s seeping through the opened wound on the doctor’s thigh.
“Shut up and help me clean this,” the doctor pouted cutely.
The Captain laughed and got out of bed, heading over to the cabinets to fetch some gauzes and bandages. He helped Youngjae unwrapped the old dressing and applying a new one.
“You know, these hospital gowns isn’t making my life any easier,” Jaebum commented as he wiped off the blood with a cloth. And thought it would be funny to run his fingertips along Youngjae’s inner thigh.
The doctor flinched at the intimate touch and hissed loudly, “I am going to kill you, Im Jaebum. Do it correctly. Stop messing around.”
“How can a grown man’s thighs be so soft and pale. Do you even wear shorts or go outside?” Ignoring his boyfriend’s threat, Jaebum busied one hand with wrapping the wound while the other lightly Youngjae’s thigh.
“No, I’ve never wore shorts or go outside unless completely necessary…" Youngjae could feel his whole body burning up. It’s suddenly becomes so hot in the room. “S-stop th-that.” It took a lot of self-endurance to not let any weird noises out of his mouth.
Jaebum hummed, knowing too well what he was doing but decided to play dumb, “that’s boring. I’m guessing you’re the goody-two-shoes studious type? And why does this cut have to be all the way up here? It’s making try very hard not to jump you right now.”
Couldn’t take it anymore, Youngjae quickly grabbed Jaebum’s wrist with his hands, stopping the agent from continuing with the gentle and teases. “E-enough, Jaebum. I’m sen-sensitive around there.”
Looking up at Youngjae, Jaebum smiled devilishly, “yeah, I notice. I’ll make sure to take note.”
“Jinyoung’s right,” Youngjae sighed softly, “you’re an .”
Finishing up dressing the wound, Jaebum grinned happily, “I know. But you still love me, right?”
The doctor scoffed, “yeah, right.”
Pulling Youngjae down onto the bed again, Jaebum turned Youngjae on his side so he could press his back against Jaebum’s chest. The agent wrapped an arm around the doctor’s waist and kissed the back of his neck.
“Jaebum, what are you-“
“Relax, we’re just cuddling,” Jaebum smiled contently, “I swear I won’t do anything, although we are in a very compromising position at the moment.”
“Jae-“
“Be my teddy bear for a bit before I have to go and deal with a lot of later.”
“O-okay,” Youngjae replied and stopped squirming. “Sweet dreams.”
A silence passed.
“No “I love you”?” Jaebum asked, sounding a bit disappointed.
Sighing, Youngjae said, “I love you.”
Youngjae could feel Jaebum’s smile against the base of his neck when Jaebum whispered sweetly, “I love you, too.”
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Jinyoung hasn’t move. Or talk. For the last, probably, thirty minutes or so. He’s mentally lowkey trying to see how long he could keeps this up before he explodes and breaks Hell.
“Jinyoungie~” Mark cooed affectionately despite it still hurts a bit when he tries to move at the slightest. “Come on, sweetheart. Talk to me~”
But the only response he gets was a dead- glare. Mark sighed. “I was only joking. I’m sorry. I know how worried you were-“
“It wasn’t funny, Mark!” Jinyoung broke and abandoned the chair he was sitting to fly over to his husband’s side on the bed. “Did you know how worried I was?! How scared I was?! I couldn’t stop crying… I thought… I thought I had…”
Gathering his remaining strength to lean forwards and wraps his arms around his shaking husband, Mark at least felt guilty about the joke earlier. “What did I told you about crying, baby?”
Carefully hugging Mark back because he was afraid he’ll hurt him, Jinyoung buried his face into Mark’s shoulder. “That you don’t like it when I cried.”
“You’re right. I don’t,” Mark smiled, “because you should always smile even if things aren’t fine. I know you’re strong, Jinyoung-ah. And thank you for always having hope in me.”
Pulling away, Jinyoung grabbed Mark’s shoulders and stared into his eyes, “how can I not? I don’t want to let you go. You’re everything I have, Mark. Losing you is like losing everything. Without you, I can’t go on.”
Smiling shyly before leaning forward to kiss Jinyoung’s cheek, Mark blushes, “you need to stop with the cheesiness, I’m embarrassed.”
“It’s not everyday to see you turns red over something I say, babe,” Jinyoung smiled softly, savoring the soft cute face Mark is making. “It has always been me, since you’re too damn composed.”
“I guess we’ve switched,” Mark chuckled, face still harbors tints of crimson, “you’re all cheesy and careful with words and I’m all giddy like a high school girl.”
“I’ll just ignore the fact that you’ve just indirectly mocked me,” Jinyoung rolled his eyes and pecked Mark’s lips, “but I still love you, though.”
“I love you, too,” Mark replied. “And I’m happy that you kept your promise and kiss me.”
Fondly Mark’s hair, Jinyoung smiled, “I told you, didn’t I? All you needed to do was come here. Wasn’t it easy?”
“Not really, but it’s worth it if I get to kiss a prince.”
As on cue, Jinyoung’s composed self reacted madly at the endearment and his cheeks burned all shades of beautiful red. Mark chuckled amusingly. “Works every time, huh?” He teased as he kisses Jinyoung’s cheeks.
“Just when I thought you looked so soft and cute and adorable,” Jinyoung pouts as he attempted to hide his face from his husband’s alluring gaze.
“I’m not cute and soft. And I can prove it just by words alone,” Mark smiled against Jinyoung’s lips.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jinyoung looked away, feeling the churning feeling in his gut at the way Mark is looking at him right now.
“Come here and sit on daddy’s lap, baby boy,” Mark smirked. “I’ll let you know what I’m talking about.”
Desperately trying to control his expression and excited self, Jinyoung exhaled sharply. “Mark, don’t do this. You’re making it very hard for me.”
“Am I now?”
“Mark,” Jinyoung warned.
Satisfy with getting a reaction he wants, Mark sighed, “well, as much as I want to you right now, I can’t. I just woke up and still injured, so-“
Jinyoung loves sitting on Mark’s lap. So that what he did. He took his husband’s earlier offer and climbs on his lap. Mark was very much taken back. Jinyoung smirked and wrapped his arms around the older’s neck, resting their forehead together.
“It’s okay,” Jinyoung ‘innocently’ smiled. “You don’t have to move.”
“Um, Jinyoung, I don’t think-“
“I’ll be really careful, I promise.”
“Baby, please don’t tell me you’re going to-“
“I don’t think we’ve tried this before? You, injured on the hospital’s bed?”
Mark somehow started to panic mentally. “Jinyoung, how can you g-“
Too late. Jinyoung’s hand already pushing up at the hem of Mark’s hospital gown, slowly revealing the agent’s very well exposed legs and thighs. “Let me do you good, baby.”
“I hate these gowns,” Mark managed to uttered before Jinyoung’s breath hits his lips, “they put people at a vulnerable state.”
“That’s too bad,” Jinyoung slyly rests his cold hand on Mark’s thigh, softly messaging and earning himself light gasps and needy little moans from the man he loves. “Because I think I like them,” he sealed their lips together.
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