The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 1

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Yeosang hurried into the private room with his mask on.

After Hongjoong and Wooyoung had been transferred to the ward, Yeosang and San had been informed that they must wear precautions to make sure that they didn't pass on pathogens that might diminish Wooyoung's chance at a healthy recovery.

And so as Yeosang gently made his way into the room, careful not to startle the youngest, Hongjoong smiled.

Moving to the other side of the bed and sitting down on the chair, Wooyoung's eyes opened at the sound and as he looked over, his lips pulled into a smile. 'Sangie~' He whispered.

'Woa, look at you, all chatty after going under anaesthetic.'

Wooyoung giggled softly.

'He's waking up pretty quickly,' Hongjoong said as he brushed his thumbs over the back of Wooyoung's hand, careful to avoid the cannula embedded in his skin.

'I can see that,' Yeosang said, trying to keep his tone light. 'How are you feeling, hun?'

Wooyoung moved a hand, reaching out for him, and Yeosang took it without hesitation. He lifted Wooyoung's hand to the outside of his mask and kissed it through the material.

Wooyoung giggled under his touch, before twitching his nose being irritated by the oxygen prongs.

'Here, darl, let me fix this for you,' Yeosang whispered, reaching up and re-tucking the little pipe behind his ears. 'Better?'

Wooyoung shook his head. 'Itchy, want gone,' he complained, trying to shrug out of it.

Hongjoong giggled a little before leaning forward. 'Woo, hun, remember I told you that if you keep it on now, you'll be able to get rid of it quicker later?'

Wooyoung groaned. 'B-but... Is itchy.'

'Okay Hun. I'll get the nurse to get some cream so it's not as bad,' Hongjoong said. But as he stood, Wooyoung refused to let go of his hand, holding on tighter.

'Stay.'

'But you just told me your nose is itchy.'

Wooyoung shook his head quite deliberately, despite still being a little drowsy. 'It doesn't hurt now.'

Both Hongjoong and Yeosang smiled.

'Liar~' Hongjoong whispered, sitting back down. He leaned forward and used his thumb to brush his cheek like Yeosang had seen him do a million times before throughout his life.

And then movement at the door distracted them, and the two eldest glanced over.

San was standing, quite awkwardly, looking in with worried eyes as if he were behind an invisible barrier.

'Woo hun, San's here... Do you wanna see him?' Hongjoong asked, and Yeosang watched as Wooyuong's drug induced dilated pupils glanced towards the wall, on the wrong side of the room.

He's still disorientated, Yeosang thought, before leaning down. 'Over this side, hun.' He shuffled out of the way, so that he could see San's figure.

Wooyoung nodded, and Yeosang smiled. 'I'm gunna go see when your doctor is going to stop by to talk to you, okay?'

Wooyoung shook his head. 'I don't understand anything. You just talk to them.'

Yeosang leaned down and kissed his hand through his mask again. 'You sure?'

Wooyoung nodded.

'Alright. Im'a get San, okay?'

Wooyoung smiled. 'I love you, Sangie-.'

His heart melted. 'I like you on pain medication. You're sweeter.'

Hongjoong laughed, while Wooyoung blushed.

'I love you too, hun. I'll be back soon.'

Hongjoong went to stand up too, but when Wooyoung's eyes filled with terror, he sat back down. 'Woo, don't you want to stay with Sannie for a while?'

Yeosang raised an eyebrow at the nickname, but quickly realised that Wooyoung must have been calling him that whilst high.

'B-but, I don't want you to both leave me...' His eyes filled with tears, and Hongjoong was quick to hush him, pressing his forehead to the younger's like he'd always done when comforting them.

'I'm not going to leave you. I'm going to sit at the door, just over there...' He pointed at the door, where there was a chair just inside the room, next to the ensuite bathroom door. 'Can you see that chair, Woo?'

He glanced over, and immediately, he started to calm down.

'Is that okay?'

Wooyoung nodded slowly against his Hyung. 'Okay... But please don't leave me... I- I'm scared...'

Everyone's hearts tugged. 'Naw, baby. We're not going to leave you,' Hongjoong whispered. 'You don't need to be scared. You're being really strong. And if you rest lots, you're going to be just fine. Okay?'

And Wooyoung dinked the saddest and most down smile Yeosang had ever seen. 'Okay...'

Yeosang turned to the door where San was standing, and curled his finger, nodding. Come, he mouthed with a smile.

And as San slowly made his way in and Yeosang gave him his seat, it was clear that Wooyoung was going to be in good hands.

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A/N: no one asked, but 🤷‍♀️
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