The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 2

270 🩺 Cheeky Bugger

'Oh my god. So you were a bottom.'

San cringed. In his dorm, San sat on a chair at the table with his feet crossed at the ankles, and Wooyoung straddling him in his lap. The blonde was busying himself with feeding him sweetened sultanas and giggling at the story San had told him that he thought he would take to his grave.

Resting his hands around Wooyoung's waist and brushing his thumbs over his skin, San let his forearms rest on his bare thighs as he gazed at him.

And he looked phenomenal as per usual, dressed in one of his oversized white long sleeved shirts that rode up his thighs as they straddled him. The sleeves poked out from underneath the navy blue and black flannelette dressing down that he was wearing over the top. And although he had washed away his makeup for the night, his bare face was equally beautiful, and his feline eyes were just as slender and smart as when they were embellished with a smoky glow.

And those beautiful catlike eyes were gazing straight at him, sparkling with mischief and amusement.

'Why do you say that like you somehow expected me to be a bottom?'

Wooyoung shrugged, blinking innocently. 'Vibes? Because you're so sweet and cuddly and cute?' He leant back against the table as he twisted, picking up another two sultanas, popping one in between his plump, cherry red lips, and then feeding one to San. 'What age did you loose your virginity?'

San let the sweet taste of not only the sultana, but also Wooyoung's behaviour melt him. 'Sixteen? I think? It took a few times to kind of work, but I think I was sixteen... What about you?'

Wooyoung bit into his pretty lip as he thought back, and San couldn't help but bring a thumb up to brush over that soft velvety pillow...

'I'm not sure... Maybe fifteen or sixteen?... Probably earlier than that actually... I wasn't exactly in a very conservative group...'

San laughed breathily, rolling his eyes. 'I gathered that much.' Leaning forward, he hugged him closer for a moment to peck him on the tip of the nose.

And Wooyoung giggled for a moment, cupping his face with his sleeved paws and tilting his head forward a little to brush his nose back and forth over his. 'So I guess I should thank Min for turning you?'

Just in that moment, keys in the door sounded, and the door swung open, giving way to Mingi who trudged inside looking incredibly tired, yet happy to be home. 'I heard my name. You're welcome, but what are we thanking me for?'

San laughed as he saw Wooyoung's eyes widen in pure shock. 'How did you hear that?!' He gasped, a sleeved paw over his mouth as his jaw dropped.

And despite cringing ridiculously hard at the situation, San couldn't help but coo at how ridiculously sweet his boyfriend looked. 'Min has ridiculously good hearing,' he said softly against Wooyoung's ear.

Taking off his shoes, Mingi walked across to the table and pulled out the only other chair of the two, sitting down and yawning. 'Did I do something?' he asked obliviously, and San felt his cheeks burn.

Apparently, Wooyoung loved it. 'I still can't believe that you two slept together.'

Mingi choked. His eyes flew open as he stared directly at San. 'Ya we agreed we'd take that to the grave!'

San groaned gutturally, sick with embarrassment. 'I didn't mean for him to find out! He's too good at reading me! I didn't even bring it up! Kai was the one who said they all thought we used to date!'