The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

788 🩺 It's Healing Time Boiz

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A/N: Idk why I'm having so much trouble deciding on which chapter to write next. It used to come so easily, like scenes in a movie, but now I'm like, spending days thinking about what comes next, and it's fucking with my writing, because I get block every time I stop writing daily.

Sigh* Anywho, so I know this doesn't flow well, but fuck it, we're skipping over Yungi's night on vacation and jumping to the morning, because the reading mood isn't right for them atm.

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Wooyoung seemed less distant the next morning.

Waking up beside him, San had opened his eyes to find his boyfriend fast asleep on his chest, but as healing as it was for his pained heart, it was also kind of strange, for beside them laid Yeosang. His fingers were laced with his brother's, and he could feel both of their hands resting together atop his abdomen, and maybe it was because he felt slightly less raw, but it was certainly a feeling, holding his boyfriend, with his brother beside them...

Not that either of them had seemed to mind. Wooyoung had awoken not long after him, looking around, rather than staring out blankly, and as his eyes had landed upon his brother, he had let out a gentle breath and let go of his hand to reach out and trail his fingers through his hair—something that awoke the strawberry blonde.

The day felt less tense than the previous one.

And as they eventually got up and he helped Wooyoung into the bathroom to brush his teeth, he noticed the way he was looking around more. It was slow, almost timid seeming as he blinked slowly, taking everything in, and as his gaze had met his, although he hadn't spoken, he had stepped closer to him until their sides brushed.

He thought he even saw the slight hint of a smile upon his pretty lips...

Coffee had been welcome, and he'd stared like a total idiot as Wooyoung had inhaled the scent of his coffee before he drank it. The entire day before, it had been spoons touched to his lips, and him opening his mouth and eating on total autopilot. But the moment he swallowed the mouthful, the food may well have never existed for he had as good as never known about it in the first place.

This morning however, he seemed to enjoy his coffee. A sip savoured, he'd looked so gentle standing in front of the kitchen window staring off outside, and though there was not quite a smile to his lips, he could feel him smiling softly... Yeosang had come up beside him and leaned over to murmur something in his ear, and Wooyoung had nudged him gently—the two looking more like twins than he'd maybe ever seen them before.

However it wasn't until he was sitting on the couch with Wooyoung beside him, hugging his mug of coffee, that he really began to feel that things were getting better.

Curled up beside him, Wooyoung was leaning into his chest, his arm tucking under his to meld in closer, and side on, his legs rested over his lap, knees against his chest. His blonde hair was fluffy and his cheeks more fair, though gazing at his eyes, they were definitely more alert, almost leisurely dragging over their surroundings.