The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 1

119 🩺 Domestic AF

Yawning, Hongjoong stretched as he woke up from his nap. Glancing around, he remembered he'd fallen asleep on the couch, but as he took in his surroundings, he noticed a note on the table.

Gone to get groceries. Don't panic, Woo's fine. San's here :)

Hongjoong glanced towards Wooyoung's room, where he notified the soft sound of music floating down the hallway.

He yawned again as he wandered down, padding along on the floorboards, and upon poking his head in the door, he couldn't help but smile.

Sitting up in bed, Wooyoung was leaning against the bed head reading a book, lips curling into an amused smile as he read. Beside him, San was laying with his head resting in his lap reading through a textbook, a yellow highlighter in his hand, and a red pen in his mouth. Soft music was playing from the speaker in the corner, both focussing on their own things, but still enjoying the presence of the other.

The movement at the door however caught their attention, and both looked up as Hongjoong leant against the doorframe.

'Oh? Hyung~' Wooyoung said softly. He folded the page of his book before putting it down, as San sat up. 'Did you have a nice nap?'

Hongjoong smiled, rubbing his neck. 'Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean to oversleep... Sorry San, I feel rude. How are you?'

'No no it's fine, don't worry about it. I'm fine~. Is there anything I can help with?' he asked, and Hongjoong felt his heart tug. Wooyoung had finally found a guy who was normal and heartfelt and observant and caring.

'Nope~. Keep studying~. I didn't mean to interrupt, I just wanted to check if you need anything.'

'Oh! Hyung, Do you remember if we kept any of those novels from when we moved into this place? This is my last book...'

Hongjoong laughed. 'Yes, Wooyoung. I think they're in a box somewhere, I'll find them after dinner. We could maybe even go for an outing to the library one day if you want,' Hongjoong said, his chest melting at the pleading face Wooyoung made.

'Really?'

Hongjoong gave him a smile. 'Yes, really. But you'd have to use their wheelchair.'

Wooyoung scrunched his face up. 'That's embarrassing.'

'It is not!' San said, turning to face the blonde.

'I'm not trying to be mean, I just feel weird when I'm in one...'

San reached up and ruffled his hair, making Hongjoong's heart melt. 'It's only because it's new and different. There's nothing weird about needing help to move around. It's a fear that's invented up here-' San said, poking him playfully on the forehead, '-in your own head.'

'San's right, Woo. Which is besides the fact. You can already walk short distances on your own. When we get to the books, you can get up by yourself. Don't you want to get out of the house for something other than physio?'

Hongjoong watched Wooyoung's face go blank as he daydreamed at the possibility of getting outside of their apartment.

'That would be nice...'

Hongjoong watched as a smile crept onto Wooyoung's face. 'Maybe we could go when I can walk a bit further by myself... Oh! Sannie! Did I tell you I walked to the end of the hall and back this morning all by myself?! Sang didn't even need to help me! I did it all by myself.'

A genuine smile grew immediately on San's face, one that made Hongjoong smile.

'See?!' San said, ruffling his hair. 'And you were all sad that it'd take years to walk again. Didn't I tell you that you could do it?' San feigned being hurt. 'You never listen to me.'

'I do! I listen to everything you say! I was just being difficult.'

San and Hongjoong laughed. 'You're adorable,' San said, wrapping him into a hug.

And Hongjoong sighed. 'Okay I'm now officially third wheeling, and that's my least favourite pastime. I'll be just outside if you need me,' he said, rolling off of the door frame.

'Love you Joongie~' Wooyoung called out after him, and Hongjoong couldn't help smirking.

'Love you too, Woo.'

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A/N: im warm and fuzzy and can barely keep my eyes open, but eh.