The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 1

140 🩺 Count to One Hundred

San gave in. The combination of Wooyoung's pouting, his begging, his bribes of kisses and the sound of his pleas, how could he say no?

'Fine. But just tonight. I don't want your Hyung's to hate me.'

Wooyoung's face lit up and a beautiful smile grew upon his rosy lips. 'They won't! They really won't! Which is besides the point. I'm the youngest. I've learned my whole life that whatever I beg for, they eventually give into, so even if they hated you - which they won't - I'll just annoy them until they love you as much as I do.' He gave him a wide smile, one that made San melt.

San knew that Wooyoung knew exactly where he was coming from. Not once, twice, nor even thrice, Wooyoung had shown just how intelligent and observant he was. And so it made San melt to see how endearing Wooyoung was in his attempt to stay butterfly light and happy all of the time.

But that wasn't to say that he didn't want to be the one Wooyoung came to when the world just became too much - which was what he suspected the extra push was for tonight.

Freshly showered, Wooyoung was sitting upright in bed with a book beside him laying open upside down to keep his page, and San's study materials and lesson plans. It was such a domestic sight that it made San's chest fill with butterflies.

And then Wooyoung reached out a hand for him. 'Sannie. Kiss?'

San melted. Coming to sit on the edge of the bed and lean over, he let Wooyoung take his face in his hands as he pressed a kiss into his lips. 'Woo, are you okay?'

Wooyoung hummed in content against him, nodding ever so slightly. 'Mhmm. You should have a shower.'

As their foreheads pressed together, their lips brushing idly, San nodded slightly. 'Are you sure? You can tell me things, right? There's no secrets between us... is there?'

Wooyoung immediately shook his head. 'No. No there's no secrets. Unless you have anything you want to share?'

San chuckled, reaching up to brush his thumb over his bottom lip and cheek. 'Nope.' As they sat listening to each other's breath, and the sound of footsteps outside their room, San pressed a kiss into his lips. 'Are you sure you're okay? You seem a little off.'

Wooyoung ran his hands from his cheeks, down his neck and pressed his palms into his chest. 'I'm okay. But maybe we could talk after you shower?'

San nodded. 'Are you sleepy? Or will you still be awake when I come back?'

He felt Wooyoung smile against his lips. 'I'll be awake~. Take your time. I'm okay~.'

San smiled. 'Okay babe. I'll be right back. Count to a hundred and I'll be back by the time you get to fifty.'

Wooyoung giggled. 'That's a funny thing to say. I haven't heard that before. Will you really be back if I count to fifty?'

San smirked, leaning back to ruffle his hair. 'Depends on how fast you count. Let's find out.'

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