heals please.
feat. @noirxmi​ trigger warning: mention of surgeryÂ
Today’s work concluded with a stronger metallic smell than usual, one he had to viciously scrub off himself at home with essential oils and cotton candy scented bubble bath. The stress itself only existed because of his failure to avoid the most extreme option, thus leading to a scolding from both patient and boss. As if he could save everyone’s right leg! Nonetheless, there was no convincing egocentrics to believe a mere doctor, and so he resigned himself to playing video games to unwind and relax. At midnight he sat in front of his desktop monitor, basking in the glow of blue light in the otherwise dark room.
daddy_master_cool has entered the chat daddy_master_cool: hello my friends  •ㅅ• are you hungry... for an ass-kicking???
Minju logged onto a chat server reserved for him and his various internet friends, most of them involved in the same games, guilds, and teams. These strangers, many with hidden identities and cartoon icons, were frequent victims of his frustrated badgering: he always expected someone to have the free-time to drop everything and play a match for his amusement, no matter how inconvenient it might be. Tonight the only other name logged onto the chat was Baekhyun, a fellow Overwatch player and someone he could count on for consecutive merciless victories.Â
daddy_master_cool:Â baekie hurry up and respond!!! i had!! a long day at work!!! daddy_master_cool:Â please ã… ã… ah. i am a good soul. i only stole one kidney today ã… ã… i deserve this
Patience may be a virtue, but Minju was far from virtuous and began spamming the chat with animated emoticons, most of them sobbing but some threatening - including a kitten holding a knife. Eventually, Baekhyun had to respond, or at least Minju hoped he would before a cruel death from boredom took him into the next world.Â
