The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

769 🩺 There Were Two In the Bed...

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It had been a long time since Wooyoung had felt like a teenager again, but laying in the single bed in his parents' guest room that had usually been for him and his brother, with San, it made him feel sixteen again.

Night time, curled up incredibly close together, San's potent scent numbing his mind... He had to smoosh right up against him to avoid falling out of bed, for San was built bigger than Yeosang, leaving them not nearly as much room...

Not that he was complaining.

One pillow to share between them both and the street light outside faintly making it in through the curtain bathing them in soft light, he stared into those dark eyes blinking across at him intently... Fondly...

Slipping his hand up between them, ever-so-gently, he brushed his fingertips over his golden skin, accentuated by the dimmed streetlight, reflecting softly in his irises. He still couldn't believe how handsome and pretty he was, whilst being hot at the same time. His duality felt unmatched, and in his heart, it satisfied both his ache for a gentle, soft tempered man to make him feel at home, but also a strong, sexy one to ignite his deepest, darkest desires.

'What are you thinking about, kitten?'

Even his voice was deep and raw and sexy, but cute at the same time. Unbearably so.

Gently trailing his thumb over San's bottom lip, he flickered his eyes away from his gaze to stare at the way the pretty dusky pillow looked under his touch...

'I was thinking about how you're so cute I could pinch your cheeks, but also so sexy that I kind of want to strip you naked and pull your body on top of mine.'

San's eyes widened, staring at him as though perhaps, he hadn't heard him right.

Teasingly, he decided to arch closer and nip at his lip, humming gently against him.

And clearing his throat, San shifted his head back a little, eyes still wide as they stared at him. 'Kitten, we are under your parents' roof right now.'

'So?' he purred. 'They're not watching us,' he replied, shrugging. Smoothing his hand back down his chest, he slipped it around and down his back, before tucking his fingers under the waistband of his joggers to spank him lightly beneath them.

San coughed, eyes wide and panicked.

And giggling, he curled up nice and close and pressed dozens of little kisses into his lips. 'Relax, Sannie~. I'm just playing,' he breathed.

Their door was ajar, though perhaps a little too closed to feel "normal" for back home. Even so however, it didn't matter. He wasn't about to jump him here. Especially not in the bed he knew next Friday he would be back in again, with his brother.