The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

904 🩺 A New Chapter

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Padding in through his front door, Wooyoung nibbled on his lip as he looked around the familiarity of their living room. There had been a low lying sense of anxiety bubbling inside him all day, having settled with the realisation of the gravity situation he had created, but the moment he laid eyes on his home...

He saw countless memories of the past nearly ten years dance before his eyes, and with it, tears easily welled.

How could I want to move out? a sad voice whispered in his head...

I don't want to, replied another, albeit empathetically, because next, it said, but you want to move in with San, too...

And he realised in that moment, it was true. He didn't want to move out. He just wanted to move in with San. But neither could coexist with the other, and he had to choose... Either push back his want to stay with his boyfriend, and remain under this roof with his family. Or move out of the place he held so dear in his heart, and move in, with San.

A tear slipped down his cheek as he padded through the living room, spying Nabi's teddy bear on the couch, along with a cactus ring and her rattle. Reaching up to wipe his cheek, he sniffed, trying to hold his chin high. Moving out, didn't have to mean saying goodbye forever, did it?...

Suddenly, Yeosang emerged from the hallway, freshly showered and rubbing a towel over his head, and instantly, he stopped in his tracks the moment he saw him. 'Woo,' he breathed. 'What's wrong?'

He forced a smile onto his face and tried to trick himself into believing it was real. 'Hyung-ah... I have to talk to you about something...'

He saw the instant concern sweep onto his face, and quickly, he added, 'it's not bad, I promise. I just have something to tell you.'

He forced himself to hold his chin high as he nodded encouragingly, reaching out for his hand.

Hesitantly, Yeosang took it, eyeing him nervously, however he tried not to notice. Instead, he led him to the fridge, took out his favourite ice cream from the freezer, and tried not to cry as he plucked two spoons from the drawer and drew him to the couch, sitting them down in the low light.

Sitting close together, he let his brother draw a blanket over their laps, and popping the lid, he scooped out a spoon of ice cream and wedged it between his brother's lips.

He didn't know why it had him threatening to cry.

Quiet erupted between them, and heavily, he glanced down at his own spoon, empty... 'I talked to Sannie this morning...'

He felt the confused spark from Yeosang without having needed to see it.

'Don't tell me... He didn't—...' Yeosang stuttered, intense shock starting to waft off of him.