Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
MASTERLIST
Chapter 1: Initiation by Fire
Chapter 2: Diagnosed with Trouble
Chapter 3: Flatline or Falling?
Chapter 4: Diagnosis — Denial
Chapter 5: Vital Signs — Unstable
Chapter 6: Breaking Point?
Chapter 7: Cracks in the Armor
Chapter 8: Close Enough to Break
Chapter 9: Denial is a Losing Game
Chapter 10: The Worst Kept Secret
Chapter 11: A Not-So-Secret Date
Chapter 12: Kiss and Tell (Or Don’t)
Chapter 13: Denial is Futile
Chapter 14: The (Not-So-Secret) Secret
Chapter 15: The Slip-Up
Chapter 16: The Aftermath
Chapter 17: Denial is a Losing Battle
Chapter 18: The Breaking Point Pt. 2
Chapter 19: The Tease and the Tipping Point
Chapter 20: Cracks in the Armor 2.0
Chapter 21: Denial is a River in Egypt
Chapter 22: The Five Stages of Falling for Baek Kang-hyuk
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Chapter 26: The Aftermath of a Rooftop Confession
Location: The Rooftop – Post-Kiss Panic
Your brain? Gone.
Your soul? Left your body.
Your ability to function? Nonexistent.
You had just kissed Baek Kang-hyuk.
And now?
You were malfunctioning.
He was still standing way too close, his fingers lingering against your jaw like he wasn’t ready to let go. His eyes flickered over your face, studying you like you were the most important patient in his trauma bay.
And the worst part?
You couldn’t breathe.
Kang-hyuk tilted his head, smirking. “You look like you’re about to pass out.”
“I am about to pass out.”
He laughed, the sound low and amused. “You’re fine.”
No. No, you were not fine.
You had just kissed him, and now you had to live with that knowledge for the rest of your life.
Kang-hyuk’s thumb brushed over your cheek. “Regretting it?”
Your breath hitched. “No.”
His smirk softened into something more sincere. “Good.”
Oh.
Oh, no.
Location: Hospital Hallway – Trying to be Normal (And Failing)
You escaped.
You ran.
Because what else were you supposed to do after kissing Baek Kang-hyuk on the hospital rooftop like a scene out of a K-drama?
You stormed into the break room, fully prepared to hide for the rest of your shift—
Only to find Jang-mi, Jae-won, and Gyeong-won waiting for you.
Like hyenas.
Jang-mi crossed her arms, smug. “Took you long enough.”
Jae-won leaned forward. “So? Was it good?”
You groaned, dragging a hand down your face. “I hate all of you.”
“That’s not a no,” Gyeong-won pointed out.
You grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and took an aggressive sip. “I am not discussing my personal life in the break room.”
Jang-mi smirked. “So you do have a personal life now?”
You choked on your water.
The door swung open, and of course—
Kang-hyuk walked in.
Like he owned the place.
Like he owned you.
You froze.
Jae-won grinned. “Oh, look who it is.”
Kang-hyuk raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. “Am I interrupting?”
“Yes,” you deadpanned.
Jang-mi gave you a look. “No, she was just telling us all about how much she enjoyed kissing you.”
Your soul left your body.
Kang-hyuk’s smirk was devastating. “Oh?”
You grabbed the nearest object (a napkin dispenser) and launched it at Jang-mi.
She dodged effortlessly.
Kang-hyuk just chuckled, crossing the room to lean against the counter beside you. “You can keep running,” he murmured, voice low enough for only you to hear. “I’ll still catch you.”
Your heartbeat? Gone.
Your will to live? Hanging by a thread.
Jae-won nudged Gyeong-won. “I love watching this unfold in real time.”
Jang-mi smirked. “I live for this.”
You glared. “I hate all of you.”
Kang-hyuk just smirked harder.
And you knew—
This was only the beginning.
Location: The Trauma Center
ou had successfully avoided Kang-hyuk for exactly four hours.
But fate? Fate was cruel.
Because just as you thought you were safe, you turned the corner and—
Walked straight into him.
“Whoa.” His hands caught your arms, steadying you effortlessly. “In a hurry?”
Your brain? Completely useless.
You stepped back like you’d been electrocuted. “I—uh—yes.”
His eyes flickered with amusement. “You’re still running from me?”
“No.”
“Yes,” Jang-mi chimed in from behind you.
You whirled around. “Why are you everywhere?”
Jang-mi grinned. “Because watching you squirm is my new favorite pastime.”
Kang-hyuk chuckled. “She’s not wrong.”
You inhaled sharply, willing yourself to stay calm. You were a medical professional. You handled life-threatening situations daily.
So why did standing next to Baek Kang-hyuk feel like the hardest thing in the world?
His voice dropped, low and smooth. “You’re still blushing.”
Your soul left your body.
Jang-mi cackled. “God, this is better than TV.”
You needed to escape.
“Emergency in Room 4,” a nurse called.
Saved by the bell.
“I got it!” You practically sprinted down the hall.
Kang-hyuk just shook his head, smirking. “Running again.”
Oh, you were so doomed.
Location: The Break Room
You had one goal.
One simple goal.
Drink your coffee in peace.
But, of course, peace was never an option.
Because as soon as you took a sip, Kang-hyuk walked in.
You froze.
He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Still avoiding me?”
You didn’t look up. “No.”
“You’re lying again.”
You gripped your cup tighter. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He stepped closer. Too close.
“You’ve been running since the rooftop,” he murmured. “Why?”
Your pulse spiked.
You stared at your coffee. “I don’t know.”
He hummed, amused. “You know.”
Your fingers tightened around the cup. “I just… I don’t know how to act normal around you now.”
There. You said it.
Silence stretched between you.
Then—
Kang-hyuk chuckled. Soft. Amused.
“Good.”
Your head snapped up. “Good?”
He smirked, leaning down slightly. “I don’t want you to act normal around me.”
Your heart stopped.
Brain? Gone.
Survival instincts? Nonexistent.
Jang-mi’s voice suddenly echoed from the hallway. “IF YOU DON’T KISS AGAIN IN THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS, I’M GONNA START TAKING BETS.”
You and Kang-hyuk snapped apart.
Outside, Jae-won sighed. “This is getting painful to watch.”
Gyeong-won hummed. “Twenty bucks says Y/N gives in first.”
You wanted to die.
Kang-hyuk just chuckled. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”
And just like that—
You were losing again.
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 25: The Walls Are Closing In
Location: The Rooftop, Again
Your entire world was on fire.
Not literally, but at this point, you would prefer actual flames over the burning embarrassment crawling up your neck.
Kang-hyuk was still standing too close, like he was daring you to bolt again. His stupidly warm hands were still in his coat pockets, his head tilted ever so slightly, smirking like he knew every thought running through your head.
Because, to be fair… he probably did.
“You’re staring again,” he said.
Your soul left your body.
“No, I’m not.”
His smirk deepened. “You are.”
“I’M NOT.”
“Then why are you blushing?”
You swore the earth tilted on its axis.
Location: Rooftop (For the Nth Time)
Your fingers slammed your phone screen shut, heart pounding like you had just run a marathon.
Kang-hyuk chuckled. “What’s wrong? You don’t like the truth?”
You whirled on him. “What truth? There is no truth.”
He stepped closer.
You stepped back.
“I think there is,” he mused. “And I think you hate that I know it.”
Your back hit the rooftop railing.
Oh.
Oh no.
His hand came up, resting lightly on the railing beside you, effortlessly caging you in. Not forceful, not aggressive—just enough to make you realize there was nowhere to go.
You swallowed. “You’re… getting in my space.”
Kang-hyuk smiled, all slow and lazy. “Am I?”
“Yes.”
He didn’t move away.
“Then why aren’t you stopping me?”
The world stopped turning.
Your throat closed. Your hands clenched into fists at your sides, nails digging into your palm like it would somehow keep you grounded.
Kang-hyuk tilted his head, watching you with far too much amusement. “Nothing to say?”
Oh, you had plenty to say.
But you were too busy short-circuiting.
Location: Rooftop (When Are They Gonna Leave?)
Your fingers froze over your phone.
Kang-hyuk’s words settled in the air between you, weighted but not suffocating. Not yet, anyway.
You could still feel the warmth of his body, the press of his arm against the railing beside you. His gaze was steady, sharp yet unreadable, like he was waiting for you to finally figure something out.
The problem? You already had.
You just didn’t want to say it.
Kang-hyuk hummed, tilting his head. “Are you going to run again?”
You huffed, feigning exasperation. “I don’t run.”
“You do,” he countered, lips twitching. “You just do it with words instead of your feet.”
Your eye twitched.
His smirk deepened. “See? I know you, Y/N.”
And that was the real problem, wasn’t it?
He did know you.
Maybe better than you knew yourself.
Location: The Rooftop (Still????)
You inhaled sharply, searching for some kind of escape, some kind of deflection, but—
There was none.
Kang-hyuk wasn’t letting you go.
Not physically—his stance was still relaxed, unrushed. But in every other way, he had you trapped.
And maybe… maybe you didn’t mind that.
You swallowed. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
“I am.” His smirk was infuriatingly smug. “But I’m also serious.”
Your stomach flipped.
“Just say it,” he continued, voice dropping an octave. “Say what we both already know.”
Your mouth went dry.
The world around you blurred—the rooftop, the city skyline, the distant sounds of sirens below.
It was just him.
Just you and him.
And you knew—if you didn’t say it now, if you let this moment slip—he wouldn’t bring it up again.
Not because he’d given up, but because he’d wait.
Because Kang-hyuk was patient.
Because he’d wait until you were ready.
… But weren’t you already?
Your fingers curled around the fabric of your coat, breath shuddering.
Then, finally—
“I like you.”
His smirk vanished.
For the first time, Kang-hyuk actually looked caught off guard. His eyes widened just slightly, like he hadn’t expected you to actually say it.
The thought made you bolder.
“I like you,” you repeated, firmer this time, watching the way his jaw tensed. “I have for a while.”
Silence.
Heavy, charged silence.
Then—
He moved.
Fast.
Too fast.
Before you could react, Kang-hyuk’s hand cupped your jaw, his fingers sliding into your hair as he tilted your face up—
And then he was kissing you.
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Chapter 24: The Great Escape (Failed)
Location: The Rooftop
You were trapped.
Not physically—there were many exits—but Kang-hyuk had you exactly where he wanted.
He took a step forward.
You took a step back.
“Babe,” he said smoothly. “Are you seriously avoiding me again?”
You narrowed your eyes. “Maybe.”
Kang-hyuk smirked. “You know, you’re only making me want to chase you more.”
Your soul left your body.
“You’re insufferable,” you muttered.
Kang-hyuk tilted his head. “And yet, here you are. Alone. With me.”
Your brain completely malfunctioned.
Because technically, he was right.
And that was very dangerous information for him to have.
Location: Still at the Rooftop
You lunged for the door.
Kang-hyuk blocked it immediately.
“Really?” He raised an eyebrow. “You think I’d let you run again?”
Your breath hitched.
“Why do you keep running?” His voice was softer now. “It’s just me, Y/N.”
You knew that. That was the problem.
“I don’t know,” you admitted.
Kang-hyuk sighed, but there was no frustration—only understanding.
“Then let’s figure it out,” he said. “Together.”
Silence.
Heart pounding.
His gaze was steady. Waiting.
And for the first time… you didn’t run.
Location: The Rooftop – Y/N vs. Reality
Kang-hyuk was still too close.
You were still too flustered.
And the worst part?
You let it happen.
“I’m proud of you,” he said casually.
You blinked. “For what?”
“For not running.”
You scowled. “I wasn’t running.”
Kang-hyuk smirked. “Babe, you literally tried to jump off the rooftop.”
You scoffed. “I was looking for a shortcut.”
He laughed, leaning against the door. “You’re cute when you lie.”
Your entire body betrayed you.
Location: Rooftop, Still
Kang-hyuk raised an eyebrow.
“Are you really texting about me while I’m standing right here?”
You froze.
Slowly… you locked your phone.
“No.”
Kang-hyuk tilted his head. “You’re the worst liar I’ve ever met.”
You refused to make eye contact.
“Y/N,” he murmured.
You hated how good your name sounded in his voice.
“Look at me.”
Nope.
Absolutely not.
You turned your head away—only for Kang-hyuk to gently tilt your chin back toward him.
Your breath hitched.
Kang-hyuk’s eyes were soft.
“See?” he teased. “That wasn’t so hard.”
Oh, you were done for.
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 23: The Great Collapse
Location: Trauma Center
You were exhausted.
It had been a brutal shift—back-to-back trauma cases, barely a moment to breathe. Your hands ached from suturing, and your head pounded from the constant chaos.
And yet—
The real problem?
Baek Kang-hyuk.
Because he was watching you.
And the worst part?
You didn’t mind.
“Drink this.”
You blinked as a coffee cup appeared in front of you. Kang-hyuk leaned against the counter, arms crossed, that infuriatingly soft look on his face.
You huffed. “Bribery won’t work.”
“Bribery?” He smirked. “I’m just taking care of you, babe.”
Your fingers twitched. “I—”
And then, without thinking, you took the cup.
A mistake.
Because the moment your fingers brushed against his—
Your heart lurched.
Your stomach flipped.
And the realization hit you like a truck.
Oh. Oh no.
You liked him.
No—you loved him.
Location: Trauma Center – The Shift After the Confession
You had one goal today—avoid Kang-hyuk at all costs.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans.
Because the moment you stepped into the trauma center, Kang-hyuk was already waiting.
“Morning, babe.”
Your entire body froze.
Jang-mi audibly choked on her coffee. Jae-won walked into a wall. Gyeong-won immediately pulled out his phone.
You turned slowly. “You. Are. Unbelievable.”
Kang-hyuk smirked. “That’s not what you said last night.”
Oh. Oh no.
The trauma center exploded.
Jang-mi screamed.
Jae-won collapsed.
Gyeong-won live-tweeted it.
You?
You ran for your life.
Location: The Rooftop
You thought you were safe.
You were wrong.
Because five minutes later, Kang-hyuk found you hiding on the rooftop.
“Really?” He leaned against the railing. “Running away?”
You glared. “You ambushed me.”
Kang-hyuk grinned. “I prefer to call it a strategic move.”
You groaned. “Why are you like this?”
“Because you like me.”
Your breath hitched.
He stepped closer, voice softer now. “And I like you too.”
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Drama, Romance
Warnings: Graphic depictions of medical trauma, surgery scenes, emotional distress, major angst with comfort elements
Word Count: ~12,000+
Synopsis: When trauma surgeon Baek Kang-hyuk is forced to operate on the one person he can't lose, his carefully controlled world shatters. As you fight to survive, he faces a different battle—one that has nothing to do with medicine and everything to do with his heart.
Baek Kang-hyuk had long since mastered the art of detachment. It was a necessity in his line of work. Trauma surgeons didn't have the luxury of hesitation, of emotions clouding their judgment. The moment a patient was wheeled in, they became a case—a puzzle to be solved, a life to be saved. Nothing more.
It was the only way to survive in this field.
But all of that training, all of the carefully constructed walls he had built around himself, shattered the second he saw you.
The emergency room was a symphony of urgency—shouts, hurried footsteps, the shrill beeping of monitors tracking vitals that were rapidly plummeting. Kang-hyuk had barely stepped into the trauma bae when Jang-mi's voice cut through the noise.
"GSW to the abdomen, severe hemorrhaging—pressure dropping fast!"
Her voice was sharp, professional, but there was something in it that wasn't usually there. A crack in the mask she always wore.
And then he saw why.
His world narrowed, everything around him dissolving into static.
Blood. So much blood. Seeping through your clothing, pooling onto the gurney, staining the hands of the paramedics desperately trying to keep pressure on the wound.
And you.
Pale. Unconscious. Broken in a way that made something in him fracture.
He was moving before his mind could catch up, shoving past residents and nurses, gripping on the edge of the stretcher like it was the only thing anchoring him to reality.
No. No, no, no.
"Shit," Park Gyeong-won muttered, checking your vitals. "BP's tanking—60 over 40. We need to get her into surgery now."
Kang-hyuk barely registered the words. His entire body felt like it was on autopilot, his brain screaming at him to do something.
Then—
"Kang-hyuk."
It was barely a whisper. A breath. But it cut through him like a blade.
Your eyes fluttered open—just barely—but you were looking at him. Your fingers twitched like you were trying to reach for him, but you were too weak.
His hands trembled. His chest was too tight, his pulse roaring in his ears.
"I'm here," he forced out, his voice hoarse, raw. He grabbed your hand, pressing it against his, grounding himself in the warmth of your skin. "You're going to be okay."
A lie. He never made promises in trauma cases. But this was you. He couldn't lose you.
"Number one, you're assisting," he snapped, snapping back into focus. His voice was steel, his mask sliding into place. "Gangster, let's move. Now."
This wasn't just another surgery.
This was war.
And he would fight with everything he had.
The operating room was cold, sterile. A stark contrast to the burning panic in Kang-hyuk's chest.
"She's coding!"
Dr. Park's voice was sharp, cutting through the haze threatening to consume him.
"V-fib—starting compressions!"
Kang-hyuk's world blurred. His grip on the scalpel was ironclad, his knuckles white as he forced himself to focus. Breathe. Focus. Fix this.
Jae-won worked swiftly beside him, suctioning blood away. "Entry wound is deep—bullet's lodged near the liver. We need to—"
"She's crashing again!"
The defibrillator whined as it charged.
Not like this. Not her.
"Clear!"
Your body jolted. The monitor flatlined.
Kang-hyuk's stomach lurched.
"Clear!"
Another jolt. Another agonizing second of silence—
Then—
Beep. Beep. Beep.
A heartbeat. Weak, but there.
Kang-hyuk exhaled sharply, his hands resuming their work with precision. Focus. Fix what's broken.
"Bullet's out," he said, voice strained. "Starting repairs."
The OR was a battlefield, and Kang-hyuk refused to lose.
Time lost meaning.
Hours passed in a blur of sutures, transfusions, whispered prayers between each stitch.
And then—
"She's stabilizing," Jang-mi breathed.
A ragged breath left Kang-hyuk's chest. His hands, stained with your blood, trembled as he stepped back.
His body ached. His scrubs were drenched in sweat. But none of that mattered.
You were alive.
For now, that was enough.
Pain. That was the first thing you registered. A dull, throbbing ache beneath layers of numbness.
Then—warmth. A hand. Familiar, steady.
Your lashes fluttered. The hospital room swam into focus. And there, slumped over the side of your bed, gripping your hand like a lifeline—
Baek Kang-hyuk.
His face was etched with exhaustion. Dark circles beneath his eyes, tension lining every inch of his frame. But he was there.
"Hey," you rasped, your throat dry.
His eyes snapped open instantly.
Relief. Raw, unguarded, washing over his face in waves.
"You scared the hell out of me," he muttered.
A weak smile tugged at your lips. "Guess I like keeping you on your toes."
His jaw clenched. His grip on your hand tightened, just slightly.
"Don't. Ever. Do that again."
You wanted to tease him. To joke. But there was something in his voice—something fragile.
So instead, you squeezed his fingers.
"I'm still here," you whispered.
His shoulders sagged. And for the first time since that night, Kang-hyuk breathed.
Days turned into weeks. Your wounds healed, but the scars—both seen and unseen—remained.
And yet, so did Kang-hyuk.
He was there for every painful step. Every long, sleepless night. Every moment of doubt.
One evening, as he sat beside you, his fingers tracing absent patterns against your wrist, you finally asked, "Why are you still here?"
His hand stilled.
Then, he looked at you. Really looked at you.
"Because," he murmured, "I almost lost you."
Your heart stuttered.
"And that made me realize..." He exhaled, his fingers brushing against yours. "I don't want a life where you're not in it."
Tears pricked your eyes.
"Kang-hyuk..."
But before you could speak, he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss against your fingers.
And in that moment, you knew.
He had saved your life.
But you had always been the one saving his.
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 22: The Five Stages of Falling for Baek Kang-hyuk
Location: Trauma Center
“Okay, Y/N. Sit.”
You blinked.
Jang-mi, Gyeong-won, and Jae-won were standing in a line, arms crossed like a trio of exhausted parents.
Kang-hyuk?
Leaning against the nurse’s station, grinning.
You scowled. “What is this?”
“A much-needed intervention,” Jang-mi said.
“For what?”
Gyeong-won sighed. “Your very obvious feelings for Kang-hyuk.”Your eye twitched. “I—”
“Denial,” Jae-won muttered, checking something on his phone.
Kang-hyuk chuckled. “They’re keeping track?”
“Yes.”
Jae-won held up his screen:
The Five Stages of Falling for Baek Kang-hyuk
✅ Denial (They’re still here.)
☑️ Anger
☑️ Bargaining
☑️ Depression
☑️ Acceptance
“I hate all of you.”
Jang-mi tsked. “Stage two.”
Your fingers twitched. “I swear—”
“Stage two confirmed.”
Kang-hyuk was laughing.
Gyeong-won clapped his hands. “Alright, place your bets—when do we reach stage five?”
Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 21: Denial is a River in Egypt
Location: Trauma Center
You hated them.
Jang-mi, Gyeong-won, Jae-won—all of them.
Because now there was a bet.
How long until Y/N admits they like Kang-hyuk?
Jang-mi: A week.
Gyeong-won: Three days.
Jae-won: They already lost.
And Kang-hyuk?
He just sat back, arms crossed, grinning.
Because he knew.
“You know,” he mused, too casually, “you could just admit it now and save everyone the trouble.”
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 20: Cracks in the Armor 2.0
Location: Trauma Center
You were running on four hours of sleep and spite.
And Baek Kang-hyuk was still being himself.
The day had started normally enough. Rounds, surgeries, an emergency that had you and Kang-hyuk elbow-deep in a patient’s chest.
It should have been routine.
But then, you said it.
You didn’t mean to. You weren’t even thinking.
“Pass me the forceps, Hyukie.”
The entire OR froze.
Jang-mi gasped.
Jae-won dropped a clamp.
Gyeong-won snorted.
And Kang-hyuk—
Oh, he smirked.
“Hyukie?” he echoed, voice dripping with amusement.
Your soul left your body.
“I meant Dr. Baek,” you corrected, quickly.
Kang-hyuk just tilted his head. “No, no, I like that better.”
Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 19: The Tease and the Tipping Point
Location: Trauma Center – Y/N's Final Straw
Today had been long.
Twelve hours on shift. No breaks. Three back-to-back trauma cases.
You were exhausted—and Baek Kang-hyuk was still relentless.
You had almost made it through the day when it happened.
You were scrubbing out of surgery when he leaned way too close.
“Need help, babe?” he murmured, voice low, teasing.
You froze.
Because his breath was warm against your skin.
Because his hands were casually resting beside yours.
Because this was not fair.
You turned, glared.
And Kang-hyuk—
He smirked.
“You’re blushing,” he said, smug as hell.
You almost threw your gloves at him.
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 18: The Breaking Point Pt. 2
Location: Trauma Center – The Meltdown
It had been three weeks.
Three long, excruciating weeks of Baek Kang-hyuk and his relentless babe-ing.
At first, you ignored him. Then, you tried to argue with him. But no matter what, he would not stop.
And today?
Today, you finally snapped.
You had just finished suturing a patient when he leaned against the counter beside you, arms crossed, eyes glinting with mischief.
“Nice work, babe.”
The entire ER fell silent.
You turned, deadpan. “Baek Kang-hyuk.”
His lips twitched. “Yes, babe?”
And then—
“STOP CALLING ME BABE.”
Everyone froze.
A nurse dropped a clipboard. Jang-mi ducked behind a monitor, laughing silently. Jae-won nearly choked on his coffee.
And Kang-hyuk?
He just grinned.
Lazily. Smugly. Like he had been waiting for this moment.
“Why?” he asked, tilting his head. “Does it make your heart race?”
Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 17: Denial is a Losing Battle
Location: Trauma Center
You were trying to move on.
Really, you were.
But it was impossible when Baek Kang-hyuk had turned your suffering into his new favorite pastime.
Every time you entered the room—
“Morning, babe.”
Every time you reached for something—
“Here you go, babe.”
Every time anyone asked you a question—
“Ask babe, they know.”
You nearly threw a scalpel at him during rounds.
“Dr. Baek,” you gritted through clenched teeth, “do you have a death wish?”
He looked down at you, all smug amusement. “What, babe? You don’t like my new term of endearment?”
Jang-mi snorted behind her mask.
You turned to her. “You are enjoying this too much.”
“Oh, absolutely.”
You sighed, dragging a hand down your face. “How do I make him stop?”
Jae-won hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe if you kissed him, he’d finally shut up.”
Synopsis: After a grueling shift, you accidentally admit to admiring Dr. Baek Kang-hyuk—big mistake. He seizes every chance to tease you, turning your embarrassment into daily entertainment. But when the teasing gives way to unexpected sincerity, you realize admiration might not be so one-sided after all.
You should have known better than to let your guard down around Baek Kang-hyuk.
Especially not when you were running on fumes, too exhausted to keep up your usual defenses.
It had been a brutal shift at the trauma center—back-to-back emergencies, rushed procedures, and a never-ending stream of critical cases. The air had been thick with tension, every second spent making life-or-death decisions. But despite the chaos, the team had worked together like a well-oiled machine, with Kang-hyuk at the helm, cool-headed and sharp as ever.
And now? Now you were all slumped in the break room, desperately clinging to the last ounces of energy in your bodies.
The scent of instant coffee mixed with antiseptic filled the air, and you nursed your mug as if it held the key to your survival. Across from you, Dr. Park Gyeong-won sighed dramatically, rubbing his temples.
“I think I lost about five years of my life in that last hour.”
Jang-mi, one of the trauma nurses, groaned. “Forget years, I think my soul left my body when that last code was called.”
There was a chorus of agreement.
And that was when your sleep-deprived brain betrayed you.
“Honestly,” you muttered, stretching your sore neck, “if it weren’t for Dr. Baek, half of us wouldn’t have made it through that shift.”
The moment the words left your mouth, the room fell eerily silent.
You blinked, sluggishly registering the amused looks being exchanged.
Gyeong-won raised an eyebrow, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. “Oh? Is that admiration I hear?”
Jang-mi, who had just taken a sip of tea, nearly choked. She slammed her cup down, eyes wide with exaggerated shock. “Wait, wait—our Dr. Baek?” Her gaze snapped to Kang-hyuk, who was leaning against the counter, watching the scene unfold with an infuriatingly smug expression.
“Did you hear that?” she gasped.
Dr. Yang Jae-won, who had been lazily sprawled in his chair, perked up. “Wow, (Y/N). That’s high praise coming from you.” He smirked. “You usually just call him an insufferable ass.”
Your stomach dropped. Oh, no.
“I meant professionally,” you blurted, suddenly very aware of how hot your face felt.
Kang-hyuk chuckled, arms crossed, his smirk widening. “Professionally, huh?”
You shot him a glare, but he was enjoying this way too much.
Unfortunately, so was everyone else.
“Oh, don’t backtrack now,” Jang-mi teased, practically vibrating with excitement. “We all heard it.”
Gyeong-won leaned forward, chin resting on his hand. “So, tell us, (Y/N). What exactly do you admire about Dr. Baek?”
You swore you felt your soul leave your body. “Can we not—”
Jae-won smirked. “Is it his surgical skills? His confidence? His broad shoulders?”
Jang-mi gasped. “His hands, maybe?”
“Oh my God, stop—”
“Or is it,” Kang-hyuk drawled, tilting his head, “my charming personality?”
Your entire face went up in flames.
Kang-hyuk took a slow step closer, voice rich with amusement. “Why are you blushing?”
“I am not—”
“Are you embarrassed?”
“No—”
“You are.”
“I swear to—”
Jang-mi gasped again, dramatic as ever. “Oh no. What if it’s actually his hands?”
Gyeong-won feigned deep thought. “It’s the hands, isn’t it?”
“I HATE ALL OF YOU.”
Kang-hyuk grinned, full-on thriving in your misery. “So, (Y/N),” he mused, “do you admire my hands?”
You considered throwing your coffee at him.
The problem with Baek Kang-hyuk was that he never let things go.
Ever.
For the next week, he found every opportunity to remind you of your unfortunate slip-up.
During morning rounds:
“(Y/N), you seem distracted. Thinking about my hands again?”
During surgery:
“You’re staring. I get it. My technique is admirable.”
Even in the middle of a high-stakes procedure:
“Focus, (Y/N). Just pretend it’s me guiding you with my admirable skills.”
It was relentless. And the worst part? Everyone else was in on it.
Jang-mi started taking exaggerated notes whenever Kang-hyuk spoke, dramatically whispering, “Such admiration,” under her breath.
Jae-won? He would randomly sigh in the middle of conversations and lament, “If only someone admired me the way (Y/N) admires Dr. Baek.”
Even Park Gyeong-won, who was usually the most mature of the bunch, just smirked whenever you shot him a pleading look.
You were never going to live this down.
The tipping point came when Kang-hyuk—absolute menace that he was—walked into the break room while you were alone, arms crossed, looking far too amused.
“You know,” he started conversationally, “I’ve been thinking.”
“Oh no.”
He ignored you. “Since you admire me so much, maybe I should return the favor.”
You groaned. “Please don’t.”
“But there’s just so much to admire,” he continued dramatically. “Your sharp tongue, your ability to withstand my teasing—”
You threw a napkin at him. He dodged easily.
“See?” he grinned. “That resilience. Very admirable.”
You contemplated homicide.
It all came to a head late one night.
You were in the on-call room, exhausted, head resting against the back of the couch. The door creaked open, but you didn’t bother looking up.
“If this is about my admiration comment,” you grumbled, “I am going to scream.”
A chuckle. “Relax. It’s just me.”
You cracked one eye open to see Kang-hyuk standing by the door, hands in his pockets. He looked… different. Less teasing. More thoughtful.
You frowned. “What?”
He hesitated before stepping inside, closing the door behind him.
“Listen,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “I know I’ve been messing with you a lot, but…” He exhaled, looking almost—shy? “It actually meant something.”
Your breath caught. “What?”
“What you said.” His voice was quieter now. “That you admired me.”
You swallowed, suddenly unsure where this was going.
He let out a small, self-deprecating chuckle. “I don’t really hear that a lot. Not from people who—” He trailed off before shaking his head. “Anyway. It was nice. Coming from you.”
Your heart did something funny in your chest.
“You admire me?” you repeated dumbly.
His lips quirked. “Someone who keeps me on my toes? Someone I—” He paused before smirking, voice dropping to something softer. “—also admire.”
Your brain short-circuited.
“I—what—”
He chuckled, stepping closer. “Relax, (Y/N). It’s just admiration.”
Your face burned. “You’re the worst.”
“I know.” His grin widened. “But at least now we’re even.”
You groaned, burying your face in your hands.
Baek Kang-hyuk just laughed.
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Genre: Slow Burn, Humor, Medical Drama, Fluff, Light Angst, Social Media AU
Warnings: Medical emergencies, hospital setting, occasional strong language
Synopsis: You’re a trauma center resident trying to survive under the infamous Baek Kang-hyuk. Between chaotic ER shifts, teasing coworkers, and life-or-death situations, you never expected your biggest challenge would be dealing with Kang-hyuk himself. As rumors spread and tension builds, one question remains—are you just another one of his underlings, or is there something more?
Chapter 16: The Aftermath
Location: Trauma Center
The next morning, everyone in the trauma center was talking about one thing.
It wasn’t a particularly complicated surgery. It wasn’t the usual near-death emergencies.
No, the only topic anyone seemed to care about was the fact that you had called Baek Kang-hyuk babe in the middle of a crisis.
“Did you hear?”
“I was there. It was glorious.”
“I always knew something was going on between them.”
Jang-mi, sitting smugly at the nurse’s station, thrived in the chaos she had created.
You, on the other hand, were suffering.
You tried to keep your head down, pretend like it wasn’t happening, but of course, Kang-hyuk had other plans.
“Hey, babe,” he greeted when you walked past.
You whipped around. “You did not just—”
He just smirked. “Need anything? Gauze? IV fluids?”
Jang-mi snorted.
You grabbed a clipboard and swung. He dodged, laughing as he walked away.
And just like that, you knew you were doomed.
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tysm for loving this fic!! it motivates me to create more🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻 taglist is open to anyone who wants to be added (permanent or casual)!! as well as reqs🫶🏻
I would like to be in the permanent taglist PLEASE PLEASE please? I would sell MY SOUL. The way i’ve been DESPERATELY SUPER GLUE GORILLA GRIPPING your fics, like you really don’t understand.
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Omg!! Yes, I’d love to add you to my permanent taglist🥺
As for the request, you can send in anything. I’m just not currently accepting nsfw/smut fics, but I’ll be glad to do them sometime in the future!! (Maybe next month👀)
