Emergency Blind Date - Chapter 29

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#Episode 29

Da-som looked straight into Kang Hyeok’s burning eyes. His gaze looked dangerous, as if he might devour her lips at any moment.

From the moment they came to this secluded place, Da-som had suspected this might happen. No, perhaps she had been hoping for it.

“…Do you ask for permission to do such things?”

When Da-som asked back in a voice that was barely audible, Kang Hyeok’s eyes rippled deeply.

“As if you know what I’m going to do.”

Why does it feel like anything would be okay if it’s you, Professor?

Kang Hyeok cupped Da-som’s cheeks with both hands and slowly tilted his head toward her.

Watching Kang Hyeok’s face approaching, Da-som squeezed her eyes shut.

Her first kiss in life was about to happen.

Da-som placed her hand on her chest that felt like it might burst and waited for their lips to touch.

How many seconds had passed like that?

No matter how long she waited, there was no kiss.

Wondering what was happening, she cautiously opened her eyes to find Kang Hyeok’s jet-black pupils tracing over her face.

His gaze, as if trying to engrave her in his memory, left her speechless.

As she looked at Kang Hyeok while breathing heavily, his lips finally descended. Soft yet firm lips pressed against Da-som’s lips, then pulled away before their lips overlapped again.

Supporting the back of Da-som’s head with his large hand, he bit and sucked on her lower lip. Like someone who didn’t know how to breathe, she panted and clutched Kang Hyeok’s jacket.

The hot tongue that penetrated through her parted lips swam and stirred inside Da-som’s mouth as if it owned the place.

Ah, so this is what a kiss is.

Da-som clung desperately to the dizzying and stimulating sensation.

Kang Hyeok tilted his head at an angle and penetrated even deeper.

“Haah…”

When she gasped for breath during the brief moment their lips parted, Kang Hyeok pressed his forehead against hers and stared into her eyes.

It wasn’t the same look she had seen before.

Kang Hyeok’s eyes, trying his best to calm his excitement while breathing roughly, were blazing with fire.

Kang Hyeok lowered his gaze to her wet lips, frowned, and then pulled Da-som away.

I want to do a little more, but is this the end?

The sound of rain pounding violently against the car mixed with their breathing.

Da-som decided to gather a little more courage, feeling disappointed that it might end like this.

“…Please touch me.”

Da-som pulled Kang Hyeok’s hand and placed it on top of her head.

“Like this.”

When she grabbed Kang Hyeok’s arm and moved it in a stroking motion, some incomprehensible curse escaped from Kang Hyeok’s mouth.

Wondering if that was something to curse about, she looked up to see Kang Hyeok wearing a somewhat helpless smile as he gently stroked Da-som’s hair.

The feeling of his large hand was so good that Da-som closed her eyes tightly and savored it.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have cut my hair.

A drowsy sensation washed over her from the touch that occasionally caressed her earlobes and stroked her cheeks.

His large, soft, and firm hand felt so good.

“Jeong Da-som.”

She opened her eyes at the sound of Kang Hyeok calling her. Their eyes met in the darkness.

“Do you like this kind of thing?”

Discovering the passion in his even deeper pupils, Da-som felt a slight regret, wondering if she had done something unnecessary.

Kang Hyeok, who was breathing excitedly while expanding his chest as if this wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy him, was no different from a dangerous beast.

“…Kiss…mmph!”

Before Da-som could finish speaking, Kang Hyeok tilted his head and took her lips in his mouth.

The hand that had been caressing her cheek passed her neck and lingered around her collarbone for a long time.

Suppressing the urge to take that hand and place it on her chest, Da-som responded passionately to the kiss.

The kiss continued for a long time until the car windows fogged up with moisture. Her first kiss in life was ecstatic enough to remember for a lifetime.

***

She thought it would be awkward to see each other’s faces after the first kiss with Kang Hyeok, but that was just an unnecessary worry.

From the next day, Kang Hyeok naturally pressed his lips against hers regardless of time and place – the gym, parking lot, research lab.

When she fretted about possibly being caught by hospital staff, Kang Hyeok said something nerve-wracking about how he wouldn’t deliberately show off in front of people, but he wouldn’t go out of his way to hide it either.

In the end, it meant she had to be careful herself, but on the other hand, she thought it couldn’t be helped if the staff found out.

It seemed like her courage had grown, resembling Kang Hyeok.

Anyway, after spending a week exchanging kisses like that, both Da-som’s adaptation to the emergency room and her adaptation to kissing were progressing smoothly.

The patients who had rushed in like crazy had left like a receding tide, and Da-som was inputting charts during a brief quiet moment.

That’s when Eun Hyeok approached.

“Cotton ball, don’t be surprised. I saw senior Han Seon-woo today.”

Seeing Eun Hyeok speak as if it were some great news, she felt a little sorry. She had meant to tell him earlier but had forgotten, being crazy about Kang Hyeok.

“Oh, r-really?”

“Why is your reaction like that? Did you already know?”

Eun Hyeok’s double-lidded eyes slightly lifted up.

Seeing that expression, she felt like she was going to get a good scolding.

“Yeah. I ran into him in the hallway last week. I guess he joined as a first-year resident in NS (Neurosurgery Department) this year.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me? Huh? You’re so crazy about that guy that you can’t think straight, right?”

Da-som glanced around. This wasn’t a conversation to have in front of the station.

“What, so now friends don’t matter to you anymore?”

“No, it’s not like that. What friends do I have besides you and Han Byeol anyway? I might abandon men, but how could I abandon you guys?”

The wrinkles on Eun Hyeok’s brow smoothed out as he closed his mouth for a moment and exhaled.

“…Is senior Seon-woo’s health okay?”

“It seems like it. How could he work in neurosurgery if he were sick?”

“True.”

“He suggested having a meal next time, so let’s all do it together.”

“Well, that’s fine too. Anyway, it was nice to see him. That senior was pretty close to you, right?”

“Yeah. Senior Seon-woo got along well with everyone.”

“It’s more because you brightened up around him. Isn’t that right?”

While that was true, Seon-woo had helped Da-som in many other ways too. What would Eun Hyeok or Han Byeol, who were born with silver spoons, know about that?

She had many memories of receiving help – he would find tutoring jobs for her, give her textbooks, and various other things.

“Why are you picking a fight again?”

When Da-som got sulky and snapped back, Eun Hyeok slyly pulled out an energy drink from his gown pocket.

“Here, drink this.”

“Oh, thanks.”

When Da-som’s expression changed rapidly as she quickly accepted it, Eun Hyeok clicked his tongue.

“But is this all? I didn’t even eat lunch.”

“What were you doing that you skipped meals?”

Da-som glared at Eun Hyeok.

“Doing enemas.”

Just when she thought she had escaped the enemas she had done endlessly as an intern, the intern who was rotating through the emergency room for the first time in March backed away, saying they had never done an enema before.

She wanted to smack them on the back of the head, but thinking of the patient, it was right for the skilled one to do it.

She had put on protective gear and gone to the treatment room to do the enema, but the patient’s hard stool was not on Da-som’s side.

Struggling with stool and worries like that, thoughts of lunch had disappeared.

“Ah… I can’t handle enemas.”

Eun Hyeok, who had once been stunned by flying chunks of feces while giving an enema to a grandmother with dementia during his intern days, shuddered.

After that incident, claiming he had developed trauma, Eun Hyeok had skipped meals for several days.

“What do you mean you can’t handle it? But where’s Han Byeol?”

Da-som said with a chuckle.

After starting work, they had been moving so busily without time to talk to each other that she only now thought of Han Byeol.

“She was called by the malignant one.”

“Huh? We have a malignant one in our department too?”

People who made subordinates’ lives miserable or were unpleasant to deal with were colloquially called “malignant.”

“No, the Pediatric Surgery Department professor. Everyone calls her Malrig, the witch professor, don’t they?”

Mentioning the Pediatric Surgery professor reminded him of Professor Choi Eun-ju, who was Kang Hyeok’s colleague.

“Don’t tell me it’s Professor Choi Eun-ju?”

“Oh, you knew about her too. I’ve seen her a few times myself, and she’s incredibly strict.”

“She didn’t seem that bad to me.”

“How can you judge someone just by their appearance? She reminded me exactly of my older sister.”

“Professor Tae Bo-kyung?”

“Yeah. You saw how she came down to the Emergency Room earlier and stirred things up. They have similar traits.”

“I suppose…”

Anyway, every department had its Malrig. It was surprising that Professor Choi Eun-ju was one of them, but he was worried about what business that professor had with Han Byeol.

She’d tell him later.

Da-som clutched her growling stomach.

“Tsk tsk, I knew this would happen. That Person wouldn’t be considerate.”

By “That Person” here, he clearly meant Tae Kang-hyeok. Da-som glared at Eun Hyeok, not understanding why he was suddenly bringing up the professor.

“What kind of boyfriend doesn’t even take care of his woman’s meals?”

Even though the Station was spacious, there was no guarantee that Kang Hyeok, who was sitting in the center looking at charts, couldn’t hear them.

Da-som glanced around, then gestured to Eun Hyeok with her eyes and headed toward the Emergency Room entrance, leaving the Lounge.

“Go to the Cafeteria and eat some ramen or something. I’ll keep watch over the Emergency Room.”

Eun Hyeok, who had followed behind, was spouting leisurely nonsense.

“Never mind that. Don’t say things like that while we’re working. What if someone hears you?”

“Even if they heard, no one would believe it, right? I’ve been thinking about it carefully these past few days.”

What was he going to say now?

Eun Hyeok sometimes spoke without engaging his brain.

“I think he might be trying to get revenge on you. That Person’s grudges are no joke. And his pride, on top of that.”

“…”

Da-som shrugged her shoulders, trying to act nonchalant.

Eun Hyeok, I don’t think that’s it. Is there anyone who gets revenge with kisses?

“Now that you hear me say it, doesn’t it seem like that to you too?”

“…”

Looking at Eun Hyeok’s face as he seriously asked for Da-som’s opinion, the laughter she’d been holding back was about to burst out.

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