No Straight Roads Oneshots

BBJ x Doctor!Fem!Reader

Hello everyone, I hope you are doing well today. We got Bunk Bed Junction here once again, the dorky duo, rock beans, I don't know however you refer to them if you don't refer to them as Bunk Bed Junction or just Mayday and Zuke. This oneshot was requested by the lovely Siniora-Chan! I have nothing else to say so, I hope you enjoy reading this!

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(Y/N)'s POV

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The room was silent, except for the clicking of the keyboard keys and the occasional mouse clicks. My (E/C) eyes dart back and forth, up and down, examining the data and inputting some more or fixing some here and there if there were any mistakes that were made in the midst of rushed employees. A sigh slips out of my mouth as I rubbed my hand over my face, giving my eyes a minor break from the harsh rays that come from the computer screen in front of me, pushing my glasses up my nose before resuming my work. The door to my office was kicked right open, making me flinch and stop working, an annoyed groan coming out of my throat,

"(YYYYYY/N)!!" An all too familiar chipper voice sang,

"Mayday, you do realize that your kick could easily throw my door off its hinges right?" I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose and turning towards them in my chair, my expression turned into panic as soon as I saw their fresh wounds,

"Oh my god! What happened to you two?!" I said scrambling up to them and examining their wounds that ranged from small scratches to bloody scrapes,

"We just beat DJ Subatomic Supernova, we had won so it is a step further in our music revolution." Zuke chuckled, scratching the nape of his neck,

"Both of you get on the bed." I ordered, pointing to the bed that sat up against the wall,

"But we can't afford this-" Mayday started but I interrupted her,

"That doesn't matter at the moment, now get on the bed so I could treat you!" I said, narrowing my eyes before leaving the room to get the supplies needed to fix them up.

I grab a metal tray from the counter next to a shelf full of assortment bottles and boxes, holding it towards me as I grabbed a small bottle filled with near-transparent liquid, a few dozen cotton pads, and band-aids. Bringing the tray that now held the previously mentioned items along with me, pushing open my office door with my behind, seeing a pair of frightened magenta and scarlet eyes,

"Geez, you guys I'm not going to give you shots," I sigh, putting a hand on my hip, "although, now that I'm thinking about it maybe I will give a small dose of anesthesia..." I mumble, unsure at how high their pain tolerance is,

"Hey! I'm not scared of getting shots!" Mayday said, offended, I look at her and raised my eyebrow,

"Well, either way, judging from the many scratches and scrapes on your bodies, you will experience multiple surges of pain. So, expect to feel loads of pain and not be able to do anything about it." I warned, opening a cotton pad and dripping some of the clear liquid onto it, then walking up to Mayday.

I carefully rubbed the cotton pad on the small scratches on May's cheek, her magenta flower irises watching my every move and closing rapidly every time the pad grazed against the wound, I mutter an apology every time I see her flinch. The blood that temporarily dried on her cheek was wiped away by the cotton pad, revealing the original, vibrant orange skin beneath leaving only the small scratches behind, which were quite visible.

I toss the bloodied cotton pad into the garbage can, grabbing another so I could clean the other wounds, pouring some more of the clear liquid into it. This continued on with the rest of the wounds on May and Zuke's bodies, I wipe the sweat off my forehead once I declared that all wounds have been cleaned.