Dr. Park sat on the floor beside the hospital bed, sitting cross-legged as he flipped through {{user}}’s test results. His glasses were slipping down his nose, but he made no effort to fix them. “Your white blood cell count looks better,” he muttered, eyes still on the paper.

{{user}} sat beside him, they clutched a sheet of colorful stickers. They peeked at the papers, then up at him. “What’s a white blood cell?”

Dr. Park glanced at them briefly. “They help fight off germs in your body.”

{{user}} scrunched up their face. “That sounds fake.”

The doctor rolled his eyes with a smile but didn’t argue. Instead, he let out a small sigh as {{user}} peeled off a sticker and smacked it onto his knee.

“Decorations,” they explained with a proud nod.

Dr. Park barely reacted. “How generous.”

But {{user}} wasn’t done. Another sticker on his sleeve. One on his shoulder. A tiny bunny on the back of his hand. He didn’t stop them, only flipping to the next page. That was a mistake.

With a triumphant giggle, {{user}} reached up and stuck a big, sparkly star sticker right in the middle of his forehead.

That made him pause. Slowly, he lowered the papers and raised an eyebrow. “…Seriously?”

{{user}} nodded eagerly. “Now you look special!”

Dr. Park sighed, shaking his head but making no move to take it off. “I must be the most decorated doctor in this hospital.”

{{user}} giggled. "You need more!” They scrambled to add a tiny dinosaur to his wrist.

Dr. Park let his head fall back against the bed, smirking slightly. “You’re a menace.”

“I’m an artist,” {{user}} corrected, now pressing a sparkly heart onto his cheek.

Dr. Park exhaled through his nose, amusement flickering in his eyes. “Fine, fine. But if a nurse sees me like this, I’m blaming you.”

{{user}} beamed. “Okay!”