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by wickedjackel

by wickedjackel

Yuta rolls his eyes as he stares at his favorite patient in the whole world, Lucas. He's always skipping his classes and using the excuse 'hello doc, I have a rare condition called Headache-itis' as an excuse to obtain free naps.

Well, it worked, but this time he really looks like he's in pain. It's quite obvious Lucas was resting up, but why does his face irritate Yuta so much?

He can't help wonder how he sleeps at night because his mouth is an endless puddle of drool and it's getting all over his sheets. "Hey! You better stop drooling. I got those on sale!"

Not that he can hear, of course. Yuta continues to monitor Lucas until he wakes up.

Lucas lazily yawns and opens his eyes. Wow, that was the best nap he had in a while. He feels refreshed and ready for some-

"Ouch, why does my dick feel so sore?" Lucas gasps, frowning.

It only takes a moment for Yuta to respond, but as always it's pretty sassy. "Don't you remember? You kind of passed out."

Lucas squints his eyes suspiciously at Yuta who was also glaring at him. The two were on the ultimate staredown until Lucas blinked and admitted defeat. "Well, all I remember was going to home economics class and talking to my babe so—"

"Your babe?" Yuta asks, flipping a pen. "Oh, you mean the guy who was holding your hand?"

His what—now?

Oh my god, how can he not remember?

This was the once in the lifetime moment of touching Jungwoo's hands and he has no memory of it whatsoever.

It's official, he has to find Jungwoo and hold his hands for the second time.

Yuta stands up and rushes out the door. "Hey, you better not run! You're still—"

Ah, why does he even bother? It's not like Lucas will listen to him. By the time he opened his mouth, Lucas was already running down the halls with his backpack swung over his shoulder. "Kids these days are so wild."

Jungwoo waits nervously at the front gate. He's pacing back and forth, wondering what he should do. Should he go back to check on Lucas to see if he's alright or pretend like nothing happened?

Oh no, what if he's dead?

Jesus, his brain is about to explode any minute and now is not the time to be—

"Hey babe, did you miss me?" Lucas says, swinging his shoulder around Jungwoo's neck. His arm is all sweaty and gross and this earns Lucas another glare of doom.

But, Jungwoo will forgive him only because he sort of feels sorry for the whole thing. "I'm not your babe." He says, looking at him with concern. "Are you alright?"

"I don't think I'll have any children." Lucas frowns, staring at Jungwoo's butt. "You will take responsibly for me, right?"

Of course, he's not surprised. All Lucas was looking at was his ass and not his eyes. He's a scum and forever will be. "Nah, you're on your own."

Lucas widens his smile, looking towards Jungwoo. This time he's not looking at his ass but rather his eyes. Not even a second later, he presses his hands onto his and squeezes it gently. "Ah, they are soft."

He's not sure what's going on, but judging from those butterflies in his stomach fluttering around in endless circles, something is totally wrong.

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A/N:
🤧🤧🤧 poor jungwoo. lucas only likes his butt. ❤️