OffGun July Collection of Drabbles 2024

Livelihood (Ten/Prem) - Heal me with your food

Author's note: Part 16/??

Ten's face was so close Prem could feel his hot breath caressing his cheeks. He tilted his head to the side, letting their lips brush. The soft-touch sent shivers down his spine. Prem fought with himself, trying to stop the urge to lean closer to Ten and join their lips. 

"Cook..." Ten's voice dropped an octave. The seductive tone made Prem's heart race.

"Doc..." The needy whine came out of his lips. He didn't know he could make this sound until the handsome doctor appeared. The knock on the door startled them, and Ten immediately pulled away, helping him down from the kitchen counter. 

"Prem, are you here?" Changma's voice cut through the silence. Prem cleared his throat, in an attempt to pull himself together. He was sure his face was flushed after their small encounter. 

"Yeah, I am here," Prem answered a little breathless. 

"I am coming in," Changma announced, not giving him any other choice. The door opened, revealing the older man with a wide smile contrasting his dark-fitting Rondon. The chef's eyes scanned Prem's appearance and his expression immediately darkened. 

"Prem, what happened?" He hurried towards him, examining the newly dressed wound. 

"The blisters burst and the skin came off. I bandaged it again, but it needs proper treatment." Ten answered before Prem could dismiss his friend's concerns.  

"Oh, you are the doctor from the hospital. What are you doing here?" Changma let Prem's hand go, turning towards Ten. 

"He's my student, P'Ma." Prem could feel the tension between the two, and it made him uncomfortable. What if Changma finds out what almost happened before he came? What if it threatened his livelihood? Prem's eyes travelled from the chef to the doctor. He didn't like the looks they were giving to each other one bit.