The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

902 🩺 The Flirt Masters

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San was trying really goddamn hard to focus on teaching his intermediate contemporary class, but he was having a really goddamn hard time, because all he could think about, was Wooyoung...

Wooyoung, in his bed...

Wooyoung, wearing his jumper...

Wooyoung, glowing in the morning, with fluffy hair, puckered, plump lips, and rosy cheeks...

Blinking up at him from his bed, fingers caught in his hoodie...

Telling him he wanted to move in together...

It was the last thing he'd expected to hear, not five minutes before he'd planned on walking out the door. In fact, it was the last thing he'd expected to hear from him, full stop. It felt like he'd dreamt it.

Because for so long, when he closed his eyes at night, in bed alone, all he thought about was how much he wished he could have come home to Wooyoung.

He was clingy. He knew that. He'd always been clingy. He was clingy to his friends, his family, and especially his boyfriends, so when so early on when he felt uncomfortable sleeping under Wooyoung's family's roof with his brothers in the next rooms over, when he'd gone home alone, he'd fantasised about a day where he might get to live with him... Just the two of them...

He'd not expected the conversation to come up so soon, let alone at the most spontaneous moment possible.

He could see Wooyoung's deep brown, cavernous irises as his long dark lashes blinked softly up at him from the bed they'd spent the night in, and felt his heart threatening to strangle him. Would it be weird if he didn't even need to think about it? Jumped at the opportunity to say yes, and have him all to himself?...

'Sonsaengnim... The music stopped...'

Snapping out of it, the back of his neck and ears burned as he realised, indeed, the music had stopped, and he had a class full of intermediate students standing around, staring at him. Waiting.

'Ah... Yes...' he said, mentally slapping himself. A soft giggle however caught his attention as he went to launch back into the lesson, and when he glanced to the side of the studio where Mingi had once spent so much time studying, he laid eyes on Wooyoung, and his heart fluttered.

Well then? Wooyoung mouthed, his glossy lips puckering and so fucking kissable as he teased him.

He narrowed his eyes at him in false warning not to distract him, before, off of total autopilot, he went to start teaching once more...

Only to realise, suddenly, his phone's alarm went off, signalling the end of the lesson, and everyone started whopping and patting each other on the backs as they made their way to the edges of the studio where their bags laid.