Panchali

"So um..." I said scratching my head nervously, "What now?"

He stared at me with an incredulous expression, "Well you're my girlfriend."

"G-girlfriend?!" I choked on my own spit and blushed a dark shade of red as he instinctively patted my back and massaged it slowly, grinning at me. 

When I was done choking I asked slowly, "So you're my boyfriend?"

My heart was doing a wild dance inside my chest for some reason. Was this gorgeous, amazing, cute, protective, possessive, crazy, brave and greek god worthy abs possessing guy really my boyfriend? Nerdy, uncoordinated and awkward me? The me who blushes easily and keeps grinning like a dork? Is this gorgeous guy really all... mine?

He grinned at me and cupped my face slowly. I blinked nervously as he softly pressed his lips against mine and then whispered, "Yes. I'm your boyfriend."

"Thats..." I spoke softly in a high pitched tembling voice, "Nice I suppose."

He chuckled and let go of my face and gently took both my hands in his. 

"Your lips," he said, poking my nose, "Taste like oranges."

Instinctively I my lips to find my orange flavoured lip balm almost gone. 

"You took my lip balm!" I pouted at him as he chuckled and pulled me close to him.

"Yah!" I blushed again, "People are looking."

"Let them look." he said happily and kissed the top of my head while running his hand up and down my back.

I bit my lip to hold in the giggle bursting to come out of me and concentrated on his heartbeat. It beat almost in tune with mine. My head fit perfectly in his chest. This suspended moment was perfect. It was beyond perfect. I wanted to stay like this. 

"Kai?" I said softly.

"Hm?" he looked at me questioningly.

"Stop touching my ."

Chanyeol

"Dr. Chanyeol? Please open the door." I heard loud knocking on the door. 

I groaned and turned away, hiding my head under my pillows. Who the hell was it at this unearthly hour. 

The knocking persisted and I finally yelled out "WHO'S THAT?!" 

"Dr. Miryo." I heard a simple voice from outside which made me strike up.

A wave of nausea passed over me and I cluctched my head. I had a splitting headache. 

I felt hands wrapping around my chest as I heard a female voice from behind me, "Chanyeollie~ Who's that?"

Facing the girl sprawled across my bed I asked, "Who the hell are you?"

She looked at me shocked, "We met last night!" 

I frowned and massaged my forehead, getting up and freeing myself from her grip.

"God... wear your clothes and get out." I said as I stumbled over a fallen beer bottle. I kicked it into a corner as the girl on my bed sat up and looked with a hurt expression at me. 

"What? Did you think I loved you or something. Get the out." 

She didn't say a single thing as she turned around to put on the rets of her clothing. 

I was wearing only my boxers and pulled on a pair of jeans lying nearby as I walked towards the door. 

My eyes caught my reflection in the mirror and I looked at myself. 

I looked like an old man. My hair had lost its bounciness and lay flat on my head even as I ran a hand through it. My eyes were sunken and deep dark circles had formed under them. I had lost weight. Too much of it. I no longer looked healthy. I looked tired. And weak. And, I realized, broken. 

Tearing my eyes away from the mirror I went to open the door and the random girl quickly rushed out pushing past the doctors. 

Dr. Miryo stared at her retreating back for a couple of seconds before turning to me. 

"Dr. Chanyeol." she looked me up and down, very slowly.

I simply stood there awaiting what I knew was coming. She would yell at me. She would tell me I was a terrible intern. Possibly throw me out. How did it matter? I was a useless doctor as it is. 

I yawned and leaned against the door as her sharp gaze turned back to my face. 

"You have been very irresponsible in the way you have been conducting yourself Dr. Chanyeol. I can't have any slackers on my team."

It was coming. I closed my eyes slowly, preparing myself to be kicked out of the hospital. 

"I have decided that you need a psychiatric consult."

My eyes opened and I stared at her as if in a trance. 

"Ms. Pooja?" she said softly and a tall, young woman walked briskly down the corridor. 

Her walk was firm yet gentle. She seemed to be a soft person. Her hair was in gentle curls that cascaded down her back and framed her face. She had a curvy frame and was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a shirt with flowing sleeves. As she came closer I sensed a gentle smell of lavender on her and noticed that she was wearing a light pink lip gloss. She smiled gently at me as I continued to stare at her. I made no effort to acknowledge her presence. 

"This is Ms. Pooja." Dr. Miryo pointed towards her, "She will be helping you Chanyeol. You can't return to your internship before she gives the nod."

I stared at 'Ms. Pooja' as she pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ears to reveal dangling ears with crescent moons on the end. She had a small ear piercing on the top of her ear through which a simple band had been pushed through. 

"I now entrust him to you Pooja." Dr. Miryo patted her shoulder and turned to leave. 

"So Dr. Chanyeol." she turned to me with a bright smile, "Lets get started."

I stared at her for all of two seconds before slamming the door in her face and going back to bed. 

Okay! The next chapter will have loads of fluff. 

Thanks to my jjangbak Pooja unnie. Check out her stories. She's awesome! http://www.asianfanfics.com/profile/view/72893