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

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Author's note: Part 26/??

Prem's face was red with embarrassment. Not only did he make a fool out of himself, but he managed to get a pleasant confession from the handsome doctor. He was uncertain how to reply, but his heart made it easier.

"I would like to go on a date with you," he whispered. The smile on Ten's face grew wide as Prem watched him step closer, and in no time, he was wrapped in a gentle hug.

"Thank you, cook. I am so happy." 

"I am happy too," Prem murmured into the crook of Ten's neck. The doctor pulled away slowly, letting his hands linger on his hips. 

"So, can I help you with your clothes?" There was no hidden meaning behind the question so Prem nodded lightly. Ten grasped the hem of his shirt and slowly lifted it. The tips of his fingers briefly brushed against his heated skin, and he shivered at the contact. The shirt ended somewhere on the bed and the doctor moved to his shorts. Feeling the fabric sliding down made his breath hitch and when Ten's fingers hooked behind his briefs waistband Prem had to stop him. He tried not to think about his exposure to his crush before finding his voice. 

"I can do it myself." 

Ten's eyes scanned him wearily before he nodded. 

"Thank you for your help." Prem smiled, turning to leave into the bathroom. 

"Try not to make the bandage wet." Ten reminded him. He nodded again and quickly left the room. His heart was beating wildly when the door closed behind him. Prem took a deep breath to calm down. Later when he tried to wash himself, he couldn't stop thinking how nice it would be to have Ten as a pillar to lean on. 

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