The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 2

181 🩺 Distracted

Giving up, Yunho tossed his pen down, letting it clatter across his desk. Sitting back in his seat, he groaned as he pushed his hands back though his hair, staring at the ceiling.

'Fuck.'

No matter how hard he stared at his ethics assignment, he couldn't quiet his mind. Annoyed at his own lack of focus, Yunho swung back and forth a little, giving in and letting his mind wander however it apparently so badly wanted to.

And there seemed to be only one thing on the agenda to think about.

Mingi.

Chest becoming tighter and tighter, making it increasingly difficult to breathe, Yunho stared at the ceiling, without really seeing, the ceiling.

Instead, he saw Mingi sitting at the table in the bar, that asshole sitting beside him. He saw Mingi's usually calm and relaxed persona filled with such flatness that it seemed incredibly wrong in Yunho's mind. Mingi's calm energy that he gave off, with that soft smile that showed his teeth and gums... it was part of him, and Yunho just couldn't seem to fathom how that had disappeared and become so flatly boring and linear.

But as much as he didn't recognise that side of Mingi, he also couldn't recognise the side of him that had somehow wound up at the bar in the first place. As someone who had never been in a relationship, and had never been on a proper date in his life, to Yunho, how Mingi had ended up at that bar seemed a million miles away from him. He just couldn't fathom
it. How did one end up at a bar with a stranger - an absolute asshole at that? That prick had been the polar opposite of Mingi.

Yunho groaned, putting an arm over his eyes. 'Why do I care?'

And why am I so mad?

His heart was beating harder than usual and his lungs felt heavy.

'Am I even mad?' Is that what I'm feeling? Forcing his lungs to expand and suck in a deep breath, he groaned. 'Fuck. I don't know what I am.'

Another thing he couldn't stop thinking about was how he'd attacked that dickhead. He hadn't thought too much about it at the time. Surprisingly, he hadn't even jolted much when the prick had asked whether he was his boyfriend... I was too fucking angry.

'But why?'

Yunho kicked off the corner of his desk and spun around in a circle idly. I should be thinking about whether Mingi is okay after that... Why the hell I am so worked up about it...?

And yet, I can't fucking stop picturing him...

Head resting upon one hand - elbow propped on the table in a way that his bracelet slipped down his forearm - Mingi's silver ring flashed in the low light as he dipped his pinky into the empty glass... His gaze was so intent on staring into the depths of that glass like there was something in there that the rest of them couldn't... His eyelashes are darker than I thought...

'Ugh!' What the fuck am I thinking?

His hair was so lightly fluffy, falling effortlessly in a way people for sure could easily spend hours trying to replicate. His cheeks were flushed... He must have been drinking before we got there... His lips were also such a light plumb colour, slightly parted as he gazed into the bottom of that glass...

'Ugh, fuck.'

'Honey, are you okay in there?'

Spinning around on his chair to look at the closed door, her sucked in a deep breath, closing his eyes. 'Yes, mother.'

No answer came. He didn't expect one. Swinging back around, he picked up his pen as thought he was going to go back to working, but as he blinked and Mingi flashed before his eyes in his jeans and a sweater, standing as he told the dickhead sternly not to call him, Mingi huffed.

Tossing his pen back down, Yunho stood up and walked towards his ensuite, grabbing his towel on the way.

'Fucking stop thinking about it, jesus.'

Pulling his shirt over his head and dumping it on the counter, he didn't even bother turn the light on as he started the shower. Usually he let it run a little until the hot came through, but as his mind ran wild, he decided against it.

Have a cold shower and get your shit together, Yun.

But even so, as he undressed, his mind had zero intention of playing along.

I wonder whether he got home okay...

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