The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

807 🩺 Bless Him, I Love Him

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A/N: Guys, I just want to say, thank u so freaking much 🥺.

As some of u know, I finally graduated last week, and I was absolutely shocked in that u guys we're so much more excited and supported than even my friends were that I know in person. I was so freaking touched by the messages and comments u guys sent me, and it really sent home to me that this really has become a family...

I still remember starting writing for shits and giggles on the train to work 3 years ago, meeting so many of you incredible people, and I remember starting my first FYI, boldly (and admittedly not without embarrassment and a sense of stupidity), writing that we are a family, no matter how long or little you spend in our corner of the internet... I could never have thought that 3 years later, that had really come true.

I am so thankful and lucky to know u guys ♡ Thank you for being so kind and supporting me through this stage of my life, getting excited by writing both in my books, and in other authors' works I meet u guys in, laughing, crying, the lot...

I genuinely think u guys are the reason I finally made it through my degree.

I hope I can be a source of strength for you too when u need it~ xxx

Thank you, and all my eternal love~~~

♡ ♡ ♡

'San-ah, none of this is your fault,' Mingi said, using all of the emphasis he could to convince his friend that he spoke the truth. San had spent the best part of half an hour balling his eyes out, broken down to nothing but the core essence of who he was, paining with a deep rooted guilt for not being able to move mountains man was not designed to move, and after his tears had slowed, there had still come waves as he let out the pain he was holding inside.

It hurt to see him so wrought with feelings of crippling responsibility, and desperately, he tried not to think back to the time more than ten years ago he was reminded of. Instead, he focused on seeing his friend for who he was in the now... A hurt, worried, agonised human being, yearning to be able to wave a magic wand to make everything better for the man he loved so dearly.

Like most humans, he just wished he could have done more, to ease the burden for those he loved—wished to not see his partner in sickness and pain, for he wanted the best for him, and nothing less.

But life was cruel, in that the pains never felt far enough away from him to let him breathe and not take them on as his responsibility.

'San-ah,' he said gently. He had moved them away from the busyness of the bar and over to the wall in a more private seating arrangement, and with his friend given in, resting with his head upon his shoulder, broken, when he glanced down at his friend, his heart ached to see that he'd barely moved—eyes still downcast and red raw.

'San, I know you trust me... Do you trust Yun-ah too?' he asked softly.

He took his small victory when his words caused San to gently lift his head from his shoulder to glance at his friend before them—concern in those dark brown eyes he knew so intimately well.