The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 2

371 🩺 Phat Evening Uwu

Knock knock.

Hongjoong looked up from his bedroom's desk in the direction of their front door, despite him needing to be able to see through a wall, to see the actual door itself.

Glancing at the time on the corner of his laptop screen, he frowned when he saw it was only seven pm. Yeosang was still at work, and Wooyoung was in his room.

So who was at the door?

Standing up, he took out his AirPods and left them on his desk, before wandering out into the living room. Unlocking the bolt lock, he opened the door...

And was met with the stunned look of San...

And Seonghwa.

'Woa, did you let Wooyoung go wild with the hair dye?' San asked.

Hongjoong's cheeks blushed, especially when he looked up at his boyfriend, who was staring at him with wide eyes. He was hyper aware of how his head had indeed, been dyed an intense shade of purple, with blue streaks hidden here and there... It was a lot, and although the kids at the hospital might have loved it...

'Hwa baby, please don't leave me because of my hair colour.'

The man choked. 'Are you kidding me?' Finally moving from his frozen state inside out of the cold, he shut the door behind him, and wrapped him up in his arms. 'I love you wild hair colours.'

Blushing, he reached up onto his tippy toes to press his lips against him. 'I missed you,' he whispered, smiling in a way that made their lips brush.

Seonghwa hummed, swaying them a little as he hugged him close. 'Good.'

His response made him laugh. 'Good?!'

'Yes. Good.'

Amused, he nibbled on his lip teasingly, loving the way he smirked against him. 'You didn't miss me?'

'I never said that.'

Hongjoong laughed. 'Yeah, that was kind of the point.'

Smirking, Seonghwa suddenly lifted him off of the ground, hugging him so tightly his feet swung in the air.

It left him feeling as light, and as giddy as a feather.

'Ew. I know I don't live under this roof, but can I implement Yeosang's group chat rule for this household?' San suddenly asked, interrupting their moment.

Seonghwa put him down, clearing his throat awkwardly as he looked around and inspected the paint job on the walls.

Hongjoong chuckled, rolling his eyes.

'Whaaaat?' San cringed. 'I'm sorry, but you can't pay me enough to watch Hwa smooching and being cringe.'

'Sannie? Is that you I hear?'

Suddenly, Wooyoung's head poked out from the hallway, and the instant they fell upon his boyfriend, his eyes lit up. Stary-eyed and brimming with affection, he may have only been wearing an oversized T-shirt and long cardigan, but that didn't stop him from closing the distance between then within a second, and burying himself into San's arms.

'Sannie, I found a book I think you'd love- Do you maybe want to see it...?'

San's lovey-dovey eyes sparked as he stared at him, and only him. 'Lead the way, kitten~.'

And two moments later, Hongjoong was left standing alone with his boyfriend beside him. 'What was that about smooches and cringe?'

Seonghwa snorted, rolling his eyes. 'I brought wine? And a box of assorted biscuits for Yeosang...'

Hongjoong choked on a laugh at the random information addition. 'A what now?'

He watched as Seonghwa held up a plastic bag he didn't even realise he'd been holding. And glancing inside of it, he saw, as promised, a family size box of Coffee Break Assorted Biscuits. 

'Hwa, I fucking love you. Out of everything you could have done...' He took the wine bottle from the bag, rotating it until the label showed the red wine. It was already chilled, and it was already making his tastebuds tingle.

'Don't laugh at my last minute thoughts. It's not fantastic, but it's about as good as I could think of at the time, okay?'

Smirking, Hongjoong reached up and pressed a peck into his cheek, before taking his wrist and dragging him into the kitchen. Plucking two glasses from the cabinet, they sat down at the table and Seonghwa opened the bottle, serving them.

'How's Yeosang?'

Hongjoong sighed. 'He's doing okay. He's at the hospital at the moment.'

'Man's strong. I'd be weeping like a baby.'

He snorted. 'Same, to be honest... How was work?' He lifted his knees up, resting the souls of his feet on Seonghwa's thigh, just for the sake of proximity.

'Not bad. No one got into any fights, which was nice.'

'Fuck, I forgot about that. Any news on Yunho?'

He shrugged. 'No clue. Apparently he self-discharged and walked out of Emergency after fighting with his parents.'

Hongjoong frowned. 'What the hell were they doing there? He's an adult, isn't he? I thought him and Min were the same age...'

'They are. I don't know why they were there. I guess the staff saw their occupations and decided to call.'

'That's dodge...'

'I thought so too.'

Sipping on their wine, Seonghwa ran his hand idly up his shin... All the way up to his knee, and then down the top of his thigh...

It made Hongjoong chuckle. 'Hwa baby, do you remember when you used to be all shy around me?'

His cheeks fared, and his lips pulled into a small, stifled grin. 'Who, me?'

He giggled, reaching out and smacking him gently in the chest. 'Yes you. I seem to recall you stuttering over your words and hiding from me in corners of elevators.'

His eyes widened. 'I did not hide!'

'Oh my bad, you just seemed to shrink into yourself a little wee bit~' he teased, loving the way he had him squirming.

'Fine. Well I was nervous, okay?'

Smirking, Hongjoong took his feet from his thigh, before he decided to lift a leg over his, and sit in his lap, straddling him. He leant back against the table, holding his wine glass between him as Seonghwa adjusted to the sudden change.

Seonghwa rested his glass down on his thigh, still holding it while burying his other hand into his side. And as he leant forward, he smiled goofily, chasing a kiss. 'I did tell you that I wasn't shy all of the time,' he said, rubbing his side.

And as Hongjoong giggled, reminiscing of their early days, he couldn't help the smile that crept onto his lips.

'That you did, Hwa. That you did.'

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