The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

907 🩺 Just Friend Date things

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Yeosang awoke warm, immensely comfy, surrounded by morning light, and with a comforting weight upon his chest. It made him hazy, slow to come into his consciousness. But that was the way he liked it.

He took a slow, deep and steady breath into his lungs, breathing in the morning air, and he smiled softly to himself when he recognised his brother's scent. He stretched out, feeling the weight on his chest shift slightly as he did, and blinking his eyes open blurrily, he found a head of brown-blonde hair splayed out over him.

He smiled, noticing the feeling of more than just his cheek on his chest. Reaching up, he rested his hand over his brother's head, curling his fingers a little before smoothing them down and stilling.

To his content, he heard a soft hum spill from his lips.

'Mmm~' he hummed back, and felt his heart flutter as he noticed Wooyoung's hand resting over his stomach curl into his sweater, before relaxing once more.

No wonder he was so warm and doey. He smiled to himself, breathing rhythmically and listening to his breath...

Only...

As he began to slowly wake up, he realised... Wooyoung's breath wasn't the only other breath, and with it, he realised, his own head, wasn't upon a pillow...

Confused, he blinked open his hazy eyes and looked to his other side, to find Hongjoong—his outstretched arm beneath his head.

He wasn't sure why he was surprised he was there... Memories from last night falling asleep began to come back to him, and with them, he remembered Hongjoong laying down with them. But for some reason, he must have thought he would have disappeared by morning...

Only, there he was, beside him...

And when he looked up, he realised, Hongjoong's eyes were already open, and looking at them.

'Mm...' he hummed—his sleepy version of good morning...

Hongjoong's lips curled up slightly in the corner as he leaned his head towards his and bumped their foreheads together. 'Morning,' he replied, voice croaky.

He smiled, warmth literally surrounding him. However blinking slowly up at him, as he began to wake up more clearly, he realised that there seemed to be a weight to Hongjoong's face... Something of deep thought, and maybe even troubled emotion...

'You two have always been sleepy heads,' Hongjoong said before he could say anything, and as he reached up and ruffled his hair, he couldn't help but think he'd done it deliberately to stop him from addressing whatever it was he'd seen in his face.

Wooyoung however, totally oblivious, hummed, stretching out like a cat before he cuddled in close once again, this time slipping his arm entirely over his stomach to rest upon Hongjoong's. 'Beauty sleep is important,' the blonde murmured croakily.