The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

878 🩺 Homesick ft. Welcome Back 👀

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A/N: Sorry for the slow updates 😔 Trying to get through my postgrad is killing me 😭

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There were still a couple of nights left before Mingi's practicum in Seoul ended, but sitting cross legged in his bunk bed, he folded his freshly washed clothes into little squares to put into his suitcase. He was having such a good time, learning so much and feeling freshly driven to push forward with new energy through his degree. He was more sure than ever that he was where he was meant to be, and he had made good friends with the other students.

But as much as he was enjoying the experience, he couldn't deny, he still couldn't wait to go home. Seoul was nice, and the hospital was fancy with all the latest technology and crisp white lab coats, but he still preferred his back home. He missed his own city, and his own hospital.

Not to mention, he missed his friends, and his boyfriend too.

Glancing aside at his phone laying in the sheets, he was tempted to call Yunho, however when he tapped on the screen and saw how late it was, he refrained. Just a couple more sleeps, and he would be home.

Folding his last shirt into a neat little square, he compacted the pile, and then leant over the edge of the bed and put them in his open suitcase, before escaping back onto his bed and into the corner. He opened his phone and swiped into his photos, and scrolling through, he smiled as so many smiling faces gazed out at him.

Seonghwa, and his husband and their beautiful daughter. Wooyoung and Yeosang being blonde and happy and bicker-y. San and Wooyoung being their ridiculously cute selves. Himself and Yeosang laughing over chocolate coated cheeks. Him, Seonghwa and San from all across their time as friends, making his heart soft. Yeosang and Seonghwa and their manly dynamic. Wooyoung and Nabi, as sweet as fairyfloss...

He smiled as his eyes drew to the photos of him and Yunho scattered between his cherished memories. He wished he had a photo of them kissing.

Either way, he clicked on a photo of Yunho's he really liked, and when he saw it take up the whole screen—his deep, cavernous brown eyes, dark hair and that cute little smirk of his—he nibbled on his lip, feeling his heart throb in his chest.

'I hope you're sleeping well, baby~' he whispered, ghosting his finger over his cheek.

He liked his practicum, and he was glad he'd gone.

But right then and there, he couldn't wait to go home.

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~ The Next Morning ~

Opening a very door he knew well, Hongjoong felt a surge of extreme sentimentality, as for the first time in six months, he laid eyes on his consult office. Surprisingly, it looked just the way he'd left it, and he felt a wave of nostalgia for the memories the one room held.