The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

940 🩺 An Unexpected Home Invasion

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Mingi was fairly sure he was in heaven.

After an honest and vulnerable heart to heart...

Flirty jokes...

Sweet, sweet kisses...

A couple little new additions to the artwork on his body, with his favourite of which being the little reddish purple bruise just below his collarbone...

They hadn't even had sex, and that was perhaps the best and the worst part. Yes, he'd kind of been hoping for sex. But! The fact that Yunho could openly mark his body and kiss him and hold him and caress him and tug at him and want his body, not even in a sexual way, was exhilarating.

Yunho wanted him. Not only for his body, nor just for sex. No ulterior motive. He just seemed to want him. Full stop.

And maybe it was because he was in a sentimental mood after seeing the photos of him and Keeho, but his heart was feeling a little more achy than usual.

Especially as he laid on their bed on his back, gazing up at the ceiling, brushing his fingertips over his marked skin, waiting for Yunho to come home to him.

It had only been in passing, but he'd admitted he was craving chocolate, and that man—that wonderful man—had immediately resigned himself to making his desire come true. "I'll come with you!" he'd said, selfishly not really yet ready to part, but also kind of excited to go out with him, even if it was just down to the store.

But Yunho had shook his head, planting him back down into bed and depositing Mittens into his arms. "You stay here, read your book and relax with Mittens. I'll be right back."

Oh, he was so romantic.

What's the male version of ovulating? he wondered idly as he stared at the ceiling, patting Mittens beside him. Whatever it was, he was definitely amidst it, because Yunho— Oh, the man he was... He was aching for him in every way, every position, every genre— He wanted him romantically and platonically and sexually and all at once, and he could barely contain his yearning for him.

And chocolate.

He'd already decided it would be going straight in the microwave to melt so he could pour it on Yunho's toned stomach and lick it off of his abs. "I don't know about kinks," Yunho had said.

But he soon would.

His mouth already watered at the thought.

But aside from wanting him naked in their bedroom right now, he was also kind of feeling sentimental... He couldn't believe he'd actually messed up enough to have forgotten about those photos... Yunho had seen the photo of him and Keeho kissing—kissing!—and yet he'd still been as understanding and calm as ever.