The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

837 🩺 Not Tonight

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Eve ♡

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Going on dark, Yeosang had had a long day, but it didn't matter, because with his arm threaded through Jongho's, he felt totally calm and content. After walking through the city hand in hand, they had decided to stop outside a busy restaurant that had drawn their attention—mouthwatering scents of pasta sauce and spaghetti wafting down the street—and waiting near the front of the line to be seated, they'd been talking idly between themselves.

It felt amazing to just live... To be in the moment, totally happy, doing such a mundane thing as waiting in line.

It almost felt like their past had disappeared, and it was just them in the beginning, going on a date, nothing too special, simply enjoying time between them.

'I don't believe that for a second,' Jongho said, shaking his head intently. 'You're just being sassy.'

He felt his lips twitching to pull into a smirk, but resigned to blink up innocently at him instead. 'Now does that sound like something I'd do?'

Jongho laughed, making a show of scoffing. However as he shook his head and glanced slightly away, although his lips opened to reply, suddenly, he seemed like his entire focus had been stolen away...

And while usually, such a distraction wouldn't have seemed much more than that, now...

'Jong?' he asked softly, looking up at him. He watched as his head fully began turning on his shoulders, and confused as to what would draw his attention away so easily, he too glanced along his line of sight...

His heart jolted in his chest when he realised, there was only one thing in that line.

A guy.

And one that clearly caught his attention.

Immediately, he felt sick. A churning started in his stomach and his heart sped up, and although his arm was linked through his, he felt a thousand miles away from him...

Unreachable to all but a stranger...

And that was when he realised...

A part of him was still terrified that he would cheat again. That he would loose interest and all his promises and loving words would end up being just that—words. Nothing more...

He felt like he could vomit when he saw Jongho's head craning over his shoulder as the guy took a few steps down the street, and fuck—he hated that he was suddenly noticing similarities between them... Things Jongho might have been attracted to, that this other person had...

They were roughly the same size... Wore similar clothes... The guy's hair was natural and dark, but he looked gentle...

Oh god... I feel sick...