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Synopsis :

- In the medical field, heart shatters. But that’s why we learn to heal

let’s reveal how bourbon, wine, and a dance floor

can make two hearts kneel -

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Pairings : Dr. Shirabu Kenjirou x co-ass reader

Warning : FLUFF, slight nsfw, swearing, mentions of alcohol, slight angst, possible smut.

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1. A dose of irrationality - Chapter I

2. Let me heal you - Chapter II

3. Morning report - Chapter III

4. Success rate -  Chapter IV

5. Delivery room - Chapter V

6. Anatomical test (smut) - SEQUEL

this is a smut sequel to “Liquid Courage”, ( Prev chapter V )

a/n : you were taking a bath in the bathtub in your boyfriend’s apartment, but suddenly he came home from work in the hospital and he immediately went straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth. but the sight of you fully nude in his tub changed the whole sleep in early situation to an arousing anatomical test

»»Dr. Shirabu x co-ass reader»»

“I-I can’t do it anymore” your hands gripping onto nothing on the wall as his breath against your wet folding sends you shivers. “ I haven’t even started, babe.” Shirabu wanted to play a little game, and you obliged knowing nothing of what’s going to happen. And here you are barely able to even stand with your own feet. “okay baby,” he licks a specific part of your cunt “what was that?” you cleared your throat, “vulva-AH” his finger playing with your cunt shoved right inside of you without warning “more specific, junior.” he grumbled with a demanding tone whilst peppering butterflies on your lower stomach. He is standing on his knees, one hand gripping your hips, one hand on your cunt with a finger drawing pleasant circles inside of you.

 You inhale sharply, “L-labia minora” his hand found its way on your ass giving it a small pinch making you whine. “such a smart girl you are,” a relieved sigh came out of your voice. But suddenly you feel his tongue finally finding his way on your cunt, teasing it, causing your knees to almost give up right there and then “but we’re not done yet, beautiful”

 He notice that your legs are starting to fall, so he immediately changes the position with him sitting down on the edge of the tub with you between his legs. He grunts the moment your behind touches his harden member with your back pressed against his chest. If it weren’t for his mischievous demeanor and his need to tease you for hours, he would’ve fucked you senseless minutes ago. But seeing you all naked in his bathtub, cutely playing with bubbles just made him wanna sink all the water down so that he could erase that innocent expression out of your face.

 “Okay baby, what about this.” he mutters raspily right into your ears, nibbling it while he proceeds to twirl and pinch your nipple, yet pointing out only the dark area surrounding it as he continues to graze them with his middle finger “Its a-areola?”

You gave him the right answer and you know it. And in a swift second his hands cup both of your breasts and squeezed it lovingly with his large hands, thus making you bite down your lower lip to hide your whines of pleasure. “Correct.” you thought he’d stop there and continue onwards. But the only thing he did was put one hand on your clit, while the other stays.

“aaand this?” his fingers continues on to flick you left harden nipple, while the other swirls around your clit, tickling it, pushing off a burst of arousal trying to find escape out of your body. with him playing with both your nipples and clit simultaneously, the last of your senses could barely make out any words“Cl-clitoris?” your mouth voices out a high pitched squeal as he pinches them playfully “My baby is so smart, let me reward you angel. Tell me what you want, hm?”

 You whine into the kiss the moment your lips meets his as he flips you around, seated still between his legs, yours hanging on top of his thighs. He groans against your mouth when he felt your damped area grinding against his harden cock. “Want you inside m-me” you whisper out a moan.

 He doesn’t waste much time in penetrating the tip of his cock into your wet entrance. “s-shit, babe your fucking tight” he grunts as your walls tightens around him. You audibly moan with your mouth wide open, head dangling in pleasure. He starts off slow, but deep. His breaths quickened “ Oh baby,” and so does his pace.

 “Come on baby, whats the name of this pretty hole I’m fucking right now.” his voice rhythms with his pace, making slushing sounds come from where the both of you are connected. The stretch you feel every time he’d push his cock right back up into your depth making it hard to breath, “V-vaginal introitus-AHH”

 “Nu uh darling, we’re using dirty words for that” he slams himself into you harder and two times faster, tears starting to form from the corner of your eyes “My... c-cunt.” he seals your lips with his, he groans “Well it’s mine for now.”

He moves your position to lay your back on the bathtub, with him hovering you, proceeding to fuck your insides senselessly. He knew the impact he makes every time he goes this far, so he always makes sure a hand would be protecting your head from the hard floor. Once he puts one of his hand on top of your head, his eyes somehow met yours, midst of fucking.

 He always had those sudden moments with you. Moments where out of nowhere he would come inside you without warning. He prefers making you come first, but you just feel so good, taking him like this. He couldn’t even realize you also came on him. The waves of relief emptying you as you feel the hot liquid spurting themself inside of you making you light-headed. But then you suddenly realize something.

 You’re not wearing protection.

 His grip on you tightens the moment he felt you try to shift out. Your cunt quivered on his cock as you felt him dig his teeth on your neck while pinching you breast, “I’m not done yet.”

 “B-but protecT-AHH BABE” you lose the ability to hide your cries as he pounds his length further into you. He loves you and passionate with you, but there’s just thing about looking at you, plump lips, sweating, barely breathing under him that makes him go out of control. He growls into your ear as he continues to make you cry, “Well I guess we better get married huh, baby? I’m going to fill you up so well, put my babies inside you, and go get you a ring okay, how bout that?” all you could do was scream in agreement. A rush of arousal filling your insides once more, just begging to be satisfied. The way you clench around his length signals him that you’re close.

 “I love you” the sound of the wet floor slammed by your behind every time he pounds in and out of you, the grunting and groans he lets out inside your mouth, the delicious sound you’re both making down there was the only thing you could sense out right now. Once he tells you to let it out, you both came together, releasing hot spurts of fluid in you. After a few more thrust, his body faintly falls on top of you, kissing the behind of your ears, hand stroking your cheeks, “You did so well, baby” he whispers praises into your ears as your breath starts to calm down by his voice of assurance, assuring you he’s there with you “You’re always so good to me.”

 After that, you both turn on the water again, cleansing your bodies while you’re seated between his bended legs. One arm of his hanging on his knees while the other hand rubs the top of your abdomen, making a circular motion.

“So… about the whole marriage and ring thing? Was that real?”

“Huh? Oh that. I was joking.” he presses his lips on your wet hair

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prev // chapter III  ➳ Morning Report ➳ // next 

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“ Sometimes home isn’t 4 walls,

It's 2 eyes and a heartbeat. ”

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Your eyes peeks through the soft shutter of your eyelashes. What is this nuance, it feels so different. This hygienic gray colored room. You squint as your eyes found its way facing the window. You took upon your feet towards the view, showing a spectacular sight of the city, ‘I can see the hospital from here’.

Your droopy expression abruptly changes to horror as you realize that you’re wearing a mens white shirt, but still with your lingerie on

‘ugh, at least I’m not drunk anymore, God.’ you scratch the back of your head. Your body had this musky scent that smells so alluring, It reminded you of somebody.

But your body turns frozen when your ears senses the sound of an opening door from behind. You took a deep breath and exhaled, ‘time to meet the guy i had heedless sex with, I guess’ it sounded funny in your mind,

You smiled.

“Wheres your morning report, junior.”

Your eyes narrowed.

You know that voice.

Hell, you hear it everyday.

 You turn around, welcomed by the sight of Shirabu, casually wearing a black t-shirt, gray sweatpants, casually drinking steaming tea. He chuckled at your expression

Then it hit you. “Y-you’re not that volleyball g-guy.” obviously,

“did w-we??”

“ No, I’m your senior remember?. And no, we did not.” he steps closer “But you did almost gave me a blowjob. Not that I minded” the last sentence went out as a whisper making you unable to detect it. you bow out of reflex “Doc I’m so sorry, I’m so stupid, please don’t tell the supervisors, I beg-”

“Relax y/n,” he sat on the edge of the bed, legs loosen facing you.

“ I’m not going to do anything.”

His body might be facing you, but his face wasn’t. he didn’t want to be allured by your figure right at that moment.

You look way too good in his clothes.

You fidget, can this be any worse? This kinds of things sounded cute in novels, but your senior? Your going to be a doctor for godsake. Your eyes study the the vibe of the room, then an idea came up in your foolish mind

“Uhmm… how about I make us some breakfast doc? I m-mean, if you’ll let me..”

He stood back up, turning around, back facing you “Go ahead.”

As he gave you his permission ,you gently rush to the kitchen, head slightly bowing as you walk out of the bedroom. In a swift second your hands are holding a pan and a spatula, cooking some bacon and eggs. You glanced for a sec on the bacon’s packaging, “…applewood” you blinked twice to realize that you are cooking up some expensive import food. Knowing how you don’t have any kind of special felicity in cooking, you became a bit frantic.

 His shoulder slumped, hands crossed against his chest. He was standing leaning against the door frame, observing you. You, one of the most known co-ass between the young doctors. Not one person in the field that doesn’t know you, exist. You, the well-known sweet-hearted, intelligent, driven co-ass who is an eye candy for every and each one of the male doctors from various branches. Right now in his apartment, in his kitchen, wearing his clothes, cooking breakfast, for him.

How can a Sunday morning get any better, he thought.

The smell of your cooking luring him to come closer, pridefully taking a look as if he’s checking up on a report case, examining any faults. But all he could see is the evident of anxiety from your gestures.

“It smells good.”

You turn around to see him walking towards the table, taking a seat. He takes out his phone while crossing his legs, “Hurry up, I’m starving.”

Your lips automatically press upwards, grinning. “Coming right up!”

 The dining room filled with the sound of forks and knifes grazing the surface of the plate. Before you had a chance to speak up, he started first

“ I believe you owe me an explanation, y/n” your eyes widened as it looked up to meet his, just to find that it was still fixated on the food. “You kept mumbling ‘I’m sorry ma’am’ in your sleep.” he looks up, “Did something happen?”

 You stop eating, eyes droopy, “ it was yesterday’s case. She couldn’t make it“

‘oh a newborn must’ve died’ he thought.

“ It’s common for that to happen. You should be wise not to let it influence you badly.”

“ I know that doc, but I just couldn’t handle the fact that I was the one who-” he cuts you off

“ Look y/n, newborns die every time for various of reasons. You’re going to be a doctor soon, better get your mentality developed. You can’t just go crying every time another one dies.”

He waited for your response but got nothing. His mind cursed at himself when he finally saw your expression, hurt.

Tears swelling up in your eyes, “t-that newborn was still a p-person, doc” your eyes burned with mixed up emotions,

“Is it so wrong for me to feel sad?” you almost panted

Instant regret filling him up. The sound of you choking up your tears, pulling them back, practically killed him.

Weird isn’t it? He scolds juniors everyday like this, and every time all he got back was a ‘yes, doc’. telling people their flaws is what he does best. So why does he feel so wrong right now.

“No, it’s okay to feel sad y/n” Shirabu exclaimed. A warm smile appears on his face when he sees your face finally lit up. 

“Wanna do something after this?”

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chapter IV PREVIEW :

‘Ahhh I see’ he thought

‘so this is why I’m falling for her.’

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chapter I ➳ A dose of irrationality ➳ // next

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“ Did you know, dear? That despair is the devil’s favorite drink.

One taste of it and you’ll lose everything.”

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You took the next shot into your palms, gulping it down with hazy eyes. Not giving a fuck on whats happening and what just happened.

You begged your eyes to stop tearing up. Every piece of it coming out just got pushed back in. No, stop

How wonderful right, your first night shift in the delivery room, your first case, the first ever newborn baby you’ve ever held,

gone

in your arms.

It was inevitable. The beautiful girl had an infection and died due to sepsis.

According to Ending Newborn Deaths, a new report by Save the Children, one million babies die within 24 hours of birth. And according to WHO, sepsis claims the lives of around one million newborns each year. So it wasn’t much of a world wide news event

It’s pretty common for a newborn to die due to infection.

But the fact that you were the very first person to hold out that beautiful baby girl to this wondrous world, and letting it die in your arms

Tore you to pieces.

“Give me one more, Linus.”

“Stop y/n, you’re gonna go nuts”

“Wasn’t that the whole point of dragging her out of the hospital though?”

You swallowed it whole, moving around in your midi silk slip dress, slightly dancing, head bobbing along with the music. You were still conscious on what you were doing, but as long as you know your dress was cute, who gives a damn. The memory from the delivery room still stuck as you closed your eyes with your palm, pushing back the tears once again.

“You obviously need a boyfriend.” your friend nearly shouted, making sure you heard what she said through the loud music.

You chuckled, still swaying around, “I can get one right now if I wanted too.”

Your friend smirked, holding onto your wrist “bet.” your feet wobbled as she brought you back to your table of friends. A grumpy expression visible on your face as she pulled you.

“Let’s play truth or dare.”

Your body refused to sit down and stay put. You pouted at the soft hold of your friends hand pulling you down. With the amount of bourbon your body consumed, all you wanted to do was dance.

You steadied yourself whilst leaning on the headboard of the velvet round sofa, right on its edge. Racing your hands through your hair, as your eyelids drooped down at your friends crankily.

“Fine y/n, cause you’re soooo energetic today, you’re first. Truth or dare”

“With this dress? Dare duh.” you couldn’t believe what your stupid mouth just chirped

But then what’s a night without a little bit of trouble right?

That’s what you thought correct. that is, till you saw the way your friends mischievously stared at each other. Knowing them, your feet went cold

“You see those hot guys over there,” she pointed out the group of guys sitting and hanging around at the bar “That tall beefy guy over there is Ushijima Wakatoshi, a famous volleyball athlete.” she handed another shot of bourbon in front of you, and with the most cynical smirk she continued

“I dare you to take him down on the dance floor.”

Your eyes went straight to the drink, darken as you have finally realized just what a stupid stupid decision you just made. Should’ve just gone with truth and tell them the color of your underwear. Your hands hesitantly took the drink with your palms, staring at it attentively, imagining the next awful thing that will happen

But then you heard with wide ears the next song, it was The Weeknd. Like how can you not?

You held the shot high like a warrior, “Challenge-” and drank it down

“accepted.”

Unknowingly to you, a pair of brown gray eyes were already fixed upon you.

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“I’m surprised they let you in, Goshiki.” Semi cooed. “I’m literally 23 now senpai, cut me some slack already.” he ranted back. As he took the drink on the table, he noticed how undeniably serious his other senpai looked.

“Shirabu senpai ” he nudged him “being a doctor doesn’t give you the right to ghost me y’know.”

Shirabu Kenjirou, a 24 year old intern, stationed in the same hospital as you are. Eyes unwittingly wondering all over your figure from a five meter distance. How could he not recognize his junior from this short of range?

especially with that kind of dress.

The way you brushed your hair back with your fingers whilst leaning on the sofa, naturally swaying your hips, made him loose focus of his whole current situation, just to be woken up by his kohai.

“Oh y-yeah, sorry.”

he turned around to face back the bar, taking another sip of his wine, Trying to maintain back his usual composure. Who would’ve thought he’d meet you here on a saturday night. the thought of you being possibly single was filling up to much space in his mind, he tried to put his attention back on Tendou who was talking about some shounen jump series.

“FUCK! And then he-” Tendou’s mouth suddenly gaped for a second, “GUYS, look look! Three o’clock” Shirabu glanced at his direction and nearly choked on his wine when he saw you strutting your way towards their group.

His heart pumped harder incessantly as you were nearing them. Though not expressed on his face, he was particularly nervous.

But in a mere second he cooled down his hopes.

He doesn’t actually have a low self esteem on his appearance, but with just a two second glance on his group, he knew he had some competitions.

But his whole world suddenly stopped the moment he felt two finger taps on his back.

Everything, the music, the dancing, the sound from the bar, the snickering from Tendou’s mouth, the woos from his group. He couldn’t hear a single thing except for the next few words that came out of your curved mouth

“You, me, dance floor.”

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Liquid courage bringing the both of you to the dance floor.

Your hands took both of his considerately, yet bravely. With a seductive grin he chuckled at yours.

You walked backwards towards the dance floor, hands still holding his, actually starting to get cold. “Do you know who I am?” he asked. You scoffed “-BUT OF COURSE I DO”

Once the both of your feet was standing on the middle of the floor, you let him go. And just for a second there, you thought you felt as though he wasn’t gonna let you. But then you degraded your thoughts rationally, despite how drunk you were.

You swiftly moved your body along with the music wildly, while as he was simply trying to contain his laughter whilst dancing the bare minimum.

You jumped around messing your hair, “WELL yOU’re obViouSLy Not aS dRUNk as I AM”

“I’m glad you’re able to see that.”

“Y’know for an athlete, you look kinda cute”

“I’m not an athlete I’m a-” He paused.

“Wait,

....... what?”

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chapter II PREVIEW :

‘The way his raspy voice softly whispers sweet, yet salty remarks right into your ears, warming you with his breath, you couldn’t help but think,

Is this really liquid courage? Or are you just falling in love’

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prev // chapter IV  ➳ Success Rate ➳ // next

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“ You’re the love that came without warning;

you had my heart even before i could say no. ”

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“You know I have money right?”

“Yes that’s pretty obvious doc, why?” your head tiled sideways, looking at him sitting on the opposite side of sofa. Your fingers takes one more popcorn and inserts it into your mouth.

he groaned “Then tell me why we’re just sitting here watching a movie.”

You glance at him, while munching your popcorn “Well you gave me the freedom to choose, doc” your eyes go back to the opening of the movie “Besides, I like this one”

Shirabu took a glimpse of you, exceptionally comfortable in his attire, undeniably adorably, chewing homemade popcorn. “What’s this called anyway?” he hummed.

Your mouth curved into a smile

 “ Father of The Bride pt.2 ”

 Halfway through the movie, you shared small chats with him commenting on how boring it was. Then came the delivery scene

“Wait wait wait, shushhh,” you face glows with anticipation, “this is my favorite part.”

He saw that you were honest, judging on how you finally stopped hogging the popcorn this time. He looked back at the screen. Two newborns held by the father, and also newly grandfather. one grandson and one daughter, safely in his arms. His eyes proving that love at first sight is just as easy as turning one’s hands over.

 “ You see that doc” you speak out. He glanced at you from the corner of his eyes. Your eyes beamin with passion and determination. But even he can see how you showed purely with love

“ I wanna do that too” you continue, “ I wanna be able to see that. That moment where everything just doesn’t matter anymore, and all you can think about is how the world is suddenly so …. happy.” you look at him

“but more than that….” and you smiled

“.. I wanna be the reason behind it”

 ‘ahhh I see’ he thought ‘so this is why I’m falling for her.’

 He stood up, walked towards you. You didn’t even realize he sat next to you till he lets his head fall down on top of you lap. “Oh my god oh my god”

He chuckled as he saw your shoulders tense up by his sudden action “Relax y/n we technically slept together anyway.”

“y-yeah I guess” stop you beg your heart to stop sounding like the sound of a thousand drums, thumping simultaneously.

You sigh, the previous conversation coming back passing through your mind. Being a doctor means that you’re ready for life and death. Being sad is okay, but being over dramatic and to let it stop you from moving on isn’t.

you need to proceed with the procedure.

“ You were right doc, It’s time for me to get my shit back together “

“ oh yeah I know I’m right”

You collected your fist, ready to softly punch your handsome senior

“But you weren’t wrong either y/n.” his eyes smiled at you “ it’s okay to be sad. Everyone went through that point eventually.”

He lift his arms, reaching out to caress your left cheek “ I just didn’t want you to give up. I’m sorry if I offended you somehow”

 What is happening ?

 The same question raiding both of your mind. He’s never acted like this. You’ve never felt like this,

and neither has he.

 He felt dizzy for a moment. Utter confusion consuming his mind. Whether it be studying, surgery, or anything, he’d never feel so… light headed like this. What is it from you that made his hands sneak up on its own, behind your neck pulling you down to his stretched neck. His eyes softly closing as he saw you submit to his pull.

 But then both of your immediate desires canceled as the movie loudly ended with its credit song.

Red covered both of your cheeks as you pretend to look at the white ceiling above you.

Emptiness felt upon your thighs as he sat back up, typing through his phone.

“Tomorrow”

“Pardon, doc?”

“ I already informed your supervisor, he’s a friend of mine. You’re getting another case tomorrow.”

You gape at him as if you heard the that world peace has officially happened, but then you went pale as if the world was about to end. Your immense thoughts all stopped by a pat and stroke on top of your head. It’s like his thumbs know just the right spot, the right way to calm you down and drift your mind elsewhere. But this time, it went straightly to him.

“You’ll do fine y/n,” you felt like hugging him as his eyes gleam with confident and trust. He has never said this to anybody, not even to himself. But he knew, you were worth it. You’re worth his words

 “You’re going to be a good doctor, I’m sure of it”

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chapter V PREVIEW :

“Ready for operation.”

“yes, doctor.”

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prev // chapter V  ➳  Delivery Room  ➳

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“Isn’t it weird how he makes

falling in love feel so ..... easy.”

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“Thanks for everything doc.” you thanked him as he puts one of his black coats on you.

He took out his phone then scanned through it “I have a meeting tomorrow but I’ll make time to check up on you.” his hand impulsively reached for the side of your head and pulled you in for a kiss on the forehead.

“See you tomorrow then”

“...yeah”

 *door closes*

 The both of you continued on as if nothing absurd had just happened. But his cheeks turns crimson red the moment it finally came to his head “Why the fuck did I do that?”

It felt so natural, kissing you like that. As if it’s something he’d done everyday. If only, he thought. Meanwhile you were simply in your room, hugging yourself, mind well to much occupied with the fact that tomorrow is going to be a new day, a new chance for you to do it again.

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“Ready for operation.”

“yes, doctor.”

Everyone’s on their position “Make a horizontal incision”. the doctor cut a 12 centimeter horizontal incision, cut 3 centimeter central incision through the subcutaneous layer. The rectus muscle finally revealed. Your jaw clenched

The doctor inserted a finger through the mid line of the rectus muscle at 90°, drew a 250° turn with his finger to identify any adhesion.

Your heart incessantly beat harder

‘No adhesion’

 “Okay y/n, your turn.”

“Yes, doc”

You inserted your hand into the uterus, ‘where is it… where is-AH’ you succeed on identifying the head, then flex it. Your hand moves on it’s own, you attentively focus on finding the right position for it to be pulled out.

You raised your chin, “Apply fundal pressure” after the the assistant was applied, in a swift second you calmly pull the infant out successfully. The room was filled with chants of congratulations. But all you could hear was the baby boy’s cry. He wasn’t silent. Who would’ve thought the screeching sound of a baby’s cry could sound so …. beautiful.

 “Clamp the umbilical cord.” you clamped it one side and the other, allowing you to finally cut it as they dry him off. “Proceed with the apgar assessment.” after evaluating the HR, breathing, muscle tone, reflex response, and color. “He’s clear.”

It’s done

He made it

you made it.

 Your eyes started to get warm and stingy as you saw him getting a physical exam. You watch him from the outside of the glass window as the nurse took care of him

‘thank you’ your hand found place on the glass, right in front of the baby, ‘for giving me a chance.’

 “Thank you doc” a voice came from beside you, “That’s my son over there”

Your eyes went straight to his way, you see silent tears flowing down from his cheeks, dripping on the floor. “Oh, you must be the father?” “Yes. Yes I am”

He lowered his head, trying to suck in everything but failed on every attempt. Your instinct pushed you to pat the man on his back softly “I-im hic so happy hic I don’t kn-know what to do doc” “Everythings going to be fine sir.” you give him a reassuring smile.

 The man looks up, facing you. He smiled “Thankyou.”

Yes, you made it.

“Your welcome sir.”

 Is all of this even real? Did you really do it? Or is this all some kind of dream. The emotions inside of you were too jubilant, it felt too good to be true. But yes, you did it.

“You can see the mother now, y/n. She’s with the baby” the nurse informed you with delight.

 The memory of the delivery room two days ago remains the same, untouched and unbothered. But everything just fell into place as you saw it. You finally saw it. The baby was getting breastfeed by the mother as the father kept stroking him gently with the edge of his index finger. It’s normal. It’s common. It isn’t something news worthy, no.

But right at that moment, in your heart, nothing could beat the love that came flowing from their eyes.

 Your lips became dry. You needed to calm down. Once you saw the opportunity to get out, you slowly shut the door as you stood outside gazing onto nothing.

“Y/n”

 Shirabu came jogging towards you. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths “hey….” his meeting was just over. Couldn’t stop worrying about you since yesterday. He knew you’d be okay, you’d be fine. But though he didn’t realize, anyone could notice how he fidgeted throughout the whole meeting, tapping his finger constantly on the table. He wanted to immediately see you ever since.

 Your forehead is wet with sweat, small baby hair glued onto them. He takes each strand off of your face, “How did it go?” you blushed a little by his action, but you were too happy at that moment to even be shy about it. All you could do was lean in on his palm that rested on the side of your face as a frontal respond

“It was wonderful, doc.”

 He chuckled, “I bet it was” he stared at you all doe eyed. Being a doctor, he knew how you must feel. The ecstasy, relief, combined together when you know you did your job right. You saved another life. But you couldn’t possible know how he feels at that moment. No one can, no one but him. How the sight of you actually made him want to become a better doctor, a better person, for everyone. His patients, his friends, his family.

You.

His hands went to the back of his neck, scratching it out of timid. It was now or never “You know you need to hand me an examination report right?”

“Oh yeah, here-” he shoved the paper back,

“Give it to me tonight. Your shift ends at 8 right?”

“Umm yes?”

“Excellent, come to my house. We’re having dinner.”

You gaped, unable to efficiently digest the whole situation. It’s not like you want to say no, heck you’re practically half horny already. But then you remembered, “ I didn’t pack any extra clothes today”

 His face lit up. You didn’t even think about rejecting his indirect confession. A smirk crept upon his face as his right hand snaked around your sides, pulling you in. Just close enough for him to seductively whisper right into your ears,

“I don’t think you should worry about clothes anymore, sweetheart.”

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chapter VI PREVIEW :

“I-I can’t do it anymore” your hands gripping onto nothing on the wall as his breath against your wet folding sends you shivers.

“ I haven’t even started, babe.”

“Liquid Courage” Doctor AU!series

STAY TUNE FOR THE LAST CHAPTER, ITS GON BE A TIME SKIP SEQUELLLLL WITH A WHOLE LOT OF SMUT

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prev // chapter II  ➳ Let me heal you ➳ // next

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“ If you stumble,

make it part of the dance.”

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Before you were able to answer him, your right heel twisted to the side nearly making you fall. But his hands were faster than gravity.

“Well, aren’t you clumsy”

You winced faintly letting a pained laughed escape your mouth, “I think my ankle needs some beer or something. It hurts like hell.”

His hands held your arms gently as he led you to an empty booth. “What kind of co-ass has that kind of logic, huh?” he glared at you for being stupid, yet still adorable. “The kind that likes bourbon hehe.” you gummy smiled.

‘Oh God, so help me’ he thought

As he puts the ice on your sprained ankle, he couldn’t help but be filled with frustration as you palpably frowned at him.

“What now?”

You tilted your head, eyes glowed down. Your eyes unsteadily stared at your swinging ankle, “I still wanted t-to dance…. with you.”

Your unsober self was starting to build up any leftover emotions, collecting it, unconsciously damping your eyes. You were to drunk to control your tears by now. What’s the point of holding it back much longer anyway, it’s not like your tears are some resurrection pill for you to keep safe.

Unexpectedly you felt yourself being lifted up by a pair of strong arms. Shirabu swung your hands over his shoulder. His palms snaked around your waist, tenderly gripping onto it. In a smooth second you felt one finger grazing your face, pushing your hair behind your ears.

He didn’t know what’s gotten into him, but judging by the way your eyelids fluttered, just inches close to him, shimmering with confusion and anticipation, he knew he did the right thing.

“Hang on to me.”

both of you relished yourself throughout the dance. Leaning onto each other, your head on his chest, as he simply made jokes about the whole evening, filling his ear with your adorable giggles.

He knew you were drunk. But no one is heartless enough to not help but hope in this kinds of situations right?

Even someone as hard headed as Shirabu Kenjirou.

The way his raspy voice softly whispers sweet, yet salty remarks right into your ears, warming you with his breath, you couldn’t help but think,

Is this really liquid courage? Or are you just falling in love.

A sudden realization passed through your drunken head. You forced yourself with every single bit of your being not to fall asleep. Every time you slept after getting drunk, you’d just become worse the second you wake up. And by worse I mean drunk worse, not hangover worse. But God damn it, the way his fingers were lovingly rubbing small circles around your back wasn’t helping at all.

“You know y/n,”

Wait, why does he know your name

“You’re acting like a newborn deer right now.” he chuckled.

‘newborn’ you thought, ‘that sounds familiar’

All of the sudden, you were back in the delivery room. You held her in your hand, trying to feel her, hear her.

Silence.

The only voice you could hear was the despair cries of a wailing mother. Asking you, why, why, why

‘Huh, why?’

And with that,

You blacked out

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2 hours later

“Ugh…”

An unfamiliar bed sheet, unfamiliar room,… a familiar doctor coat.

‘Huh, I still have my clothes on’ you wondered. It’s like in the movies where you find yourself naked in someone else’s bed all disoriented, just to find out you had drunk sex. But no, no pain, clothes on, no stains. maybe you’re simply just drunk now.

A sudden arousal came flowing down as your mind suddenly went raw ‘shit’ you knew this would eventually happen. Shirabu, just came out of the bathroom, eyes widening as he immediately rushed towards you when he saw that you were up. His hands touching every part of your body he’s allowed to touch, asking if you were okay.

As cold s as he looks, and as drunk as you were, you knew he was worried

His scent engulfed by you, collar bone in sight, making you more and more hot. Within a few second check, he found out that you were okay, but still drunk. All his worries went away when he knew that you were fine though.

He knew that you were drunk

What he probably didn’t know was

that you were feral. Drunk feral

You viciously pushed him down on the bed,

Your hands pinned him down, legs imprisoning his. Your eyelashes seductively fluttered as he choked a gasp the moment he felt your knees pushing themselves against his harden member beneath his clothes.

“My senses are telling me that,” his eyes saw a flicker of dangerousity from your lustful eyes, leaning closer down to him, “You’re the one in pain here, mister”

He stayed still. Half in eerie, half in hope. The way you trailed your fingers, slowly, so so slowly, down to his member, lips plumped, eyes lusting his very existence, made him feel stupefied.

He groaned with his eyes shut the second your hands grazed his clothed cock. You smirked. Your face leaned forward, soft lips just barely touching his. You cynically whispered,

“Let me heal you”

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chapter III PREVIEW :

‘ His body might be facing you, but his face wasn’t. he didn’t want to be allured by your figure right at that moment. 

You looked way too good in his clothes.’