e.x.o. the mafia - book II [DISCONTINUED FOR NOW]

• sixty two •

sixty two.

"So," The doctor smiled before clasping his hands, looking very composed like how you've always seen him. "I guess we're done for today, hmm? And I just want to say that I am very proud of you. It seems like you're taking very big steps forward."

Back then, you hate seeing him sit still. For some reasons, you hate how fake he was; obviously just doing his job to be calm and collected no matter how much they absorb from their patients.

But this time, you actually appreciated his gentle voice. It reminded you to be calm as well.

Maybe, you're really improving. You can even see that side of him now.

You were about to reply but noticed him wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.

A slight chuckle escaped from you before politely saying, "Are you sweating? It's pretty cold here in your office."

He only smiled with his perfect teeth beaming. "Oh, no. I'm not. Don't worry about it."

You're sure he's sweating though..

You were about to keep conversing with him but stopped midway when you realized something.

Ah shit. The guys are still outside. You facepalmed, standing up immediately.

"Thank you for today," All of a sudden, you beamed your farewell.

The person you're talking to could only return the bow back before you rushed on getting outside.

You couldn't help but feel your cheeks flushing.

It's not like they are illegal to be there, well technically they are, but it just doesn't sit you right that twelve of them looking exactly like a gang are waiting for you.

Some of the nurses are genuinely mortified while some looked pretty cool. It seems like some have a hunch that the group of guys in all black are a Mafia group — which is right.

While some of them are definitely not believing it. Perhaps, they just became tensed because everyone around them are tensed and jittery from the assumptions.

You bit your lip and walked at the place where you know they would be.

And there they are, looking intimidating and attracting at the same time while filling up the seats.

Some of the visitors and patients are obviously gossiping around them. Such questions like, who could be these mysterious group of people? Why are they in this place?

"Hey," You whisper yelled, catching Yifan's attention first since he was the closest.

Oh, he's even wearing his stylish yellow eyeglasses that make him look more like a Mafia member — but you can't deny that he's insanely attractive.

"You're done?" He asked in a gentle voice, looking at you through his frowned eyebrows and his sharp gaze.

This mere action from him sends various signals to you. His eyes are everything, especially when he gives you this look.

"Obviously. And I thought you all are gonna stay at the car? I didn't take long, did I? We obviously are catching some attention here. But anyway, let's go before I freaking explode right now." You fought the urge to growl at them for being so careless, still whisper-yelling.

Baekhyun approached you. He stood and laced his arms around yours, making you glare at him.

He ignored it and roamed his eyes at the gazes of people around creating different opinions. Despite the crowd, he still made sure he was locking his eyes on them, while his fingers busily ghost on your shoulders.