The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 1

69 🩺 Guardian Angel

Oki so disclaimers: this chapter has no abuse, but perhaps slightly distressing notions. I'm just going to keep writing it in so that u can judge whether u want to read or not. U still won't miss out and get confused, I promise (to the best of my knowledge haha) :) ♡ 🥺
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San carried Wooyoung into his and Mingi's dorm room as quietly as he possibly could - partially out of concern for Mingi's schedule, and partically for Wooyoung's privacy. He carried him all the way to their bathroom and set him down cautiously onto his feet, from which he immediately dropped to his knees, leaning over the closed lid of the toilet.

'Hold on a sec,' San said softly, ducking out of the bathroom. He came back a few moments later with some towels, clothes and a plastic stool.

He then put the towels and the clothes on the sink, bar one, and put the stool in the shower, putting the spare folded towel on top like a cushion. He then immediately returned to Wooyoung.

'One to ten, how bad does it hurt? And don't lie to me, even good sex is like a five most of the time.'

Wooyoung snorted as he moaned, trying to get up. 'If five is good sex, then you're going to need to lift the other end of the scale a bit. Ten isn't high enough.'

San knelt down beside him, giving him a concerned smile, even though he wasn't looking. 'Do you want me to help you to shower, or would you like me to wait outside?'

Wooyoung exhaled sharply as he moved in a position that hurt even worse. He bit his lip as he endured the pain, and San swore to god he was one millisecond from forcing the boy to go to hospital. San wasn't stupid. He knew the associated risks, and every one of them was worse than the next.

'M-maybe, if you could help me get into the shower... I- I can do the rest... B-but my fucking hands won't stop shaking...'

San immediately moved forward. Having been given consent, he iemdately took off his shoes and helped him take off his fishnets. He then reached up to grab one of the towels and covered him for privacy as he helped take off the rest of his clothes, San's own shirt included.

'Jesus, Wooyoung. What the hell drove you to do this to yourself...' It wasn't so much of a question, so much as his own mumbling rambling of shock. He wrapped the towel around the blonde's torso and then helped him up, assisting him into the shower. 'Can you even sit?' he asked, glancing at the red stains on the inside of his thighs peeking out from under the towel.

'I, I think so. Maybe on my side...' He stifled a sharp moan as he tried to sit, coming to settle on the side of his hip, leaning against the shower wall.

San took the shower head and passed it to him, turning on the hot water. 'Tell me when it's warm enough,' he murmured softly, trying to keep his back turned.

'That's nice...'

San let go of the flick tap and then took down the toothpaste from the shower shelf. He then got a new toothbrush from under the sink, as well as mouthwash. 'Here.' He handed them to him, and tried not to visibly cringe seeing the state he was in.

'Thank you~' he said softly, his eyes lingering for a moment perhaps too long.

San gave him a small smile. 'Call me if you need me, okay? I'm just going to wait outsi-'

'Wait!'

San turned. 'Yeah?'

'C-could you like... stay... Stil turn around... but like...'

'You don't want me to leave you alone?'

Wooyoung looked down shyly, nodding ever so slightly.

'Okay.' He closed the shower screen and slid down the side, leaning his back against the shower wall. 'How's this?'

He heard Wooyoung hum. 'That's good.'

San smiled, pulling his knees up and resting his elbows over them. 'Good...' He felt sick. Maybe he could convince him to go to hospital once he'd cleaned himself up...

'Sannie... Wait, can I call you that?'

San's let his heart leap a little. 'Yeah. You can call me whatever you want, so long as it gets my attention.'

'You're funny.' He giggled again, which morphed into a moan of pain, and then back into giggles. 'Sannie, thank you for not taking me to the hospital~...'

San felt sick. I'm going to hell for this. 'Let it be known that I still think you should go.'

'I know~'

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A/N: worst is gone. Thank fk