Transmigration

4

He woke up and shielded is eyes from the bright light. "God? Is that you?"

A deep chuckle sounded from his right. "Nope, not even close."

There was a click, and the light was turned off. Ezra tried to sit up, but a gentle hand pressed him back down, and tucked the blanket around him.

"How are you feeling, Mr. Moreau?"

There was a blurry figure nest to the bed, but from what Ezra could see, the man was dressed like a doctor. Huh, someone must have brought Ezra to a hospital.

Ezra took a moment to consider the question. "Better than most days, I guess."

"Hn, interesting, and how do you feel most days?"

"Dunno, depressed, half dead? I usually try not to think about what I'm feeling, so I don't break down in tears." Ezra gave the man the most emo look he could muster.

The doctor chuckled. "Nevermind."

"So, did I get hit by the truck? Did you give me morphine or something? I don't want to take a look, so can you tell me which limbs I'm missing?"

The doctor broke out into magnetic laughter. "No, Mr-"

"Just call me Ezra."

"Okay, okay, Ezra, no, you were not hit by a truck, and all of your limbs are attached to your body. It's safe to look."

"Where's my glasses?"

"Oh, sorry." Warm hands gently slid the glasses onto his face.

Ezra blinked. Someone had cleaned his glasses. He turned to look at who he's been talking to, and found himself face to face with a man who looked like he came straight from a manga. What the Fuck? The man had strong aquiline features, and a sculpted jawline. A pair of full lips was slightly curved upwards, and the man's phoenix eyes were dark and glittering.

Wow, why is everyone around Ezra so hot? Even the doctor looks like a movie star. Is God trying to make him feel bad?

A set of dark brows furrowed in confusion. "Is there something on my face?"

"Are all doctors in the hospital hot like you?" Shit, did I say that out loud? Yep, sure did.

The mann flushed from the compliment. He coughed awkwardly. "Ahem, maybe it's better if I left you to rest. Do you feel any acute discomfort?"

Seeing the man so embarrassed made Ezra flush too. "Nope, I'm good, thanks." Wow, I'm not even gay, but DAMN, maybe I should reconsider. "But wait, how did I not get hit by the truck?"

"The drive stopped immediately after, but Mr. Chen here managed to drag you clear. Unfortunately, his own legs were broken by the impact."

"Oh." Ezra was shocked. But then another realization hit him upside the head like a brick. "Did you just say Mr. Chen?"

"Yes. Are you acquainted? He's actually resting just right over here. We thought you might want to see your saviour." With that, the hot doctor drew aside the curtains besides Ezra's hospital bed.

Ezra cursed under his breath as he saw none other than the sleeping face of the demon boss himself.