Thanks for suggestions. I had an ending in mind, with all of you asking for more, I'm reconsidering. As far as specifics, don't worry, I already thought of that and will be introducing things that fit with the story. Off to write some more.
In the locker room, she stole a set of extra large scrubs and picked up a pair of sneakers from the tallest intern she knew. She left notes promising to pay back. Because it was cold, she grabbed a blanket to give him some cover.
She ordered Choi Young to allow her help him change, because she did not want him to agitate his injury. And this time, she was more comfortable seeing his bare torso. She had him lift up his arms and gathering the shirt at the top, carefully pulled the sleeves on, trying not cause him too much pain. He was obedient, trusting, and if she could describe a warrior this way - cute. She almost petted his hair as he pulled his head through the opening and smiled widely at her. She wondered about distinct scars striping his back –for a young man what kind of things he had to go through? Choi Young stuffed his clothes back into the bag, hid the sword underneath the shirt, and threw the blanket on his shoulders, like a cloak. Eun Soo dialed the nursing station, reporting that she was going home due to a family emergency and that she should not be paged tonight.
They exited through the back door. She was glad he was not asking where they were going, because she was not so sure herself. She decided that the most rational thing to do was to take him home with her; he still needed to sleep in a warm bed and rest as much as possible.
Eun Soo caught a taxi at the nearest corner. He looked a little freaked by the car, but she encouraged him, explaining that this is a mode of transportation and it was safe, "You just need to seat over there, I'll take care of everything."
The taxi let them off in front of the house. Choi Young looked around and bravely followed the doctor to a tall building.
"I have a roommate, but she is usually out till late and then her boyfriend comes over. As long as we stay in the room, there should not be any problem." "Here is the elevator," she nudged him to enter a small space, he was startled when the doors closed in front of him and he felt his body moving, although he was standing still.
"It is like a carriage that goes up and down. There are a lot of easier ways to get to places besides walking."
The elevator door opened. They stepped out onto a small landing with stairs on the side. Choi Young came up to a window, looking down he recoiled. "It is high like a mountain. Is this dwelling safe?"
"Yes, it is." Eun Soo pulled him by the sleeve with her. She entered the security code, he heard a beep, and she opened the door.
"I'm home," she yelled.
No answer.
"Great, nobody is here."
"Take off your shoes please, here are the slippers." She automatically put on her slippers and went into the kitchen to warm up water for tea. "Do you drink tea?"
"I do," Choi Young felt completely out of his element. He thoroughly studied his surroundings, finding them strangely busy with various pieces of furniture all over.
"My room is over there." Eun Soo gave him a small tour, "This is my roommate's place, this is a common area, the kitchen. It is small, but enough. I am barely here." She opened the door to her room. "Excuse the mess", she started picking up books, notebooks and papers, piling on the floor, scattered on the bed, desk and chairs. She remembered about a bra drying in the bathroom. She motioned, "Make yourself at home," and closing the door of the bathroom behind her, she reviewed the space for anything that should not be here. She took the bra and some underwear she found and rolled it in a towel. She cleaned the hair from the shower stall and wiped off the counter. She grabbed her feminine pads from under the bathroom sink and stuffed them into the towel as well. I think that is it.
"Doctor", she heard him call her. The man was standing in the middle of the room, waiting for her to come out, so that he could understand what was going on.
"Doctor, are these your sleeping quarters?"
"Uh-hu."
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Because you are in no shape to run around the streets right now. You will rest here for tonight."
"How can I be in the same room with a lady?" he was surprised he even needed to pose a question, but he was genuinely confused.
"Ahh.. It's OK. It's like camping, but at home. We do it all the time," she lied. She has never brought a stranger into her room and offered to make himself at home. She also never thought before that it was OK to bring a man for the night and not worry about the consequences. But with him she felt safe. It was oddly comforting to know that he will stay with her, a man with a sword. She chuckled quietly.
"I will sleep in that room," Choi Young walked to the bathroom.
"It is not a sleeping room. It is a toilet."
"Toilet", he frowned. "You keep a toilet next to your sleeping quarters?"
"Indoor plumbing. Never mind, it is too tiring to explain now. You promised to listen to me, remember."
"I remember," rather unwillingly answered Choi Young.
Eun Soo looked at him calmly, "I understand it is uncomfortable for you and you are not familiar with anything here. You are still recovering, please, you need to get some sleep," she turned up the bedcover, "Get in, doctor's orders."
Choi Young got on the bed and she covered him with a warm blanket. "Is it your bed?" he asked an obvious question, fully aware who was its owner.
"It is. How is it?"
"Very soft and fluffy", he moved a bit and put his arm under the pillow. "I can sleep anywhere, you know, I can sleep for days, in fact, my body usually heals on its own. This is not the first injury I had. This all is very unnecessary," he grumbled, relaxing into the warmth and softness of the bed. He imagined the contours of her body etched on the mattress underneath him and a slight electric wave moved through his body, just at the thought. He tried to fit within these imaginary lines, as if trying her on, shutting his eyes, he embraced this comfortingly cozy feeling.
Eun Soo left for tea and when she returned with a tray, he was already fast asleep.
She sat by the desk, watching this strange man in her bed, sleeping like a baby. She smiled at the thought that he was supposedly a general, a warrior, still holding a sword in one hand, like it was a part of his body, yet he looked so peaceful and normal, like a regular guy.
She came closer and sat on the floor, reclining on the bed, she pulled a sweater off the chair and covered herself. Closing her eyes, she yawned, and felt slumber coming on. She placed a side of the comforter under her neck, like a pillow; turning to the side, she made herself a little bit more comfortable, and fell asleep.