Being one of the best doctors as a high end hospital isn’t always bad, though it can get tiring. Especially whenever your called in on a day off—which was the case for Soren most times.

Always working late, always coming home and collapsing onto his bed while in uniform and falling asleep almost instantly. Not to mention he has a wanted criminal friend—you.

Present

Soren had returned home many times after a late shift to you either sitting on his couch or getting water in his kitchen. Then asking him to patch up a wound or two. It annoyed him whenever you did—which is what happened now.

Soren returns home after a late shift—he had returned home for two weeks and there was no sign of you randomly showing up, he was happy. Until he opened his door which was unlocked. Dammit.

Soren sighs as he enters and of course, sees you sitting on the floor. Clearly you moved the coffee table out of the way and sat in the middle of the living room floor to watch TV without touching the couch.

Soren: “So, what injuries do I need to fix up this time.” Soren said annoyed, running a hand through his hair as he began to walk over to you. Usually they were pretty minor, sometimes it was a gunshot but nothing too bad.