✔ My Lovely Vet 🐾

Vet 18

This chapter is dedicated to MrsFutureProblems, thanks for the upvote 😊

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Classes have started and I seldom see hoseok. With us both going in medical field, even if we're not yet taking medical courses yet, nothing is to be taken lighlty. I knew we're bound to see less and less hence I'll be winning the bet and move on.

Or so I thought.

He never fails to send me good mornings and check up on me. He calls whenever he can. I ignored him at first but then he shows up in our wing. Now everybody knows I'm being courted and some thinks we're already together.

"Aren't you busy?" I eyed him as I twisted my fork for my pasta. We're currently having lunch in the school cafeteria.

"Time management." He shrugged.

"You know. You should get tired of me by now." I ate a forkful, didn't care if I was messy.

"If anything. I'm going the opposite direction." A smile tugged on the corners of his lips and his hand reached out to me and thumb wiped something on the corner of my lips.

"You've got sauce." I took a deep breath and slowly released it. I didn't even bother hiding my reaction. Correction, I've stopped bothering to hide his effect on me. It's like a month already and the guy's very consistent. It gets tiring to hide all this alien feelings. Tsk.

I put my fork down and leaned back to my chair and crossed my arms, staring at him.

"What?" He grinned

"Why me?" He suddenly pulled his chair closer to mine so our knees touched.

"Why not?" There goes his heart thumping answers that sounds so scripted but his eyes held nothing but sincerity. God, is this some kind of test for me?!

"I can tell you a bunch of reason. Want me to start?" He smirked and leaned back, crossing his legs, forming number four.

"Shoot."

"For starters, I'm high maintenance."

"I beg to disagree. The way you eat is a proof of that. You're not picky when it comes to food."

"Yeah but I'm picky with everything else."

"Still nothing for me." I chewed on my inner cheeks. Why does he always look so calm and collected?

"I have a short temper." He snorted

"Tell me about it." My brows creased.

"I'm a party freak."

"Not anymore." He smirked.

"I can be! Old habits die hard you know." I grumbled

"Then I'll party with you. You do know I love dancing right?" Hi, my name is dancing.

"I drink alot."

"Not anymore." I pursed my lips.

"I'm busy with my studies." He tilted his head

"What's negative about that?"

"I don't have time duh." He chuckled

"I'll patiently wait. I study too you know. We can study together." He grinned.

"I have a reputation."

"Good for you." I rolled my eyes

"Not a good one." He reached out for my hand and smiled

"Let's make it good then." I cleared my throat and removed my hand from him.

"There are many girls out there."

"But there's only one you." I puffed my cheeks and stood up. I walked out of the cafeteria in a hurry. I feel my face heating up.

"Is that a blush?" He teased, catching up to me. I rolled my eyes and avoided his gaze.

"Stop walking backwards you're going to trip."

"You'll catch me if I fall right?" I pushed him in anger and he laughed as he stumbled.

"Byul-yi. Moon byul-yi~" I stopped and faced him with a glare

"I didn't know you were annoying." I scowled.

"I'm not but your reactions are soo cute" I sneered at him and continued walking. I am anything but cute. I was never called cute!

"Wait up!" I smiled hearing laughter in his voice.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled.

I squealed when I felt a tug on my hand and I landed on his chest. I looked up to see him looking down at me.

"Never." He whispered, his breath fanning my face.

"That's just creepy and you smell tomato sauce." I scrunched up my nose to guise the loud thumping of my heart.

"Hoseok!" We both turned to see his classmate running towards us.

"I knew you'd be here. Prof will come earlier for the quizz idiot."

"Wait for me. I'll pick you up." I moved away from him and fixed my fringe

"I have my own car thank you very much." His brows furrowed.

"But hwasa said you'll need a lift." I gasped and felt my pockets and scrambled with my sling bag when I felt it empty.

"That bitch!"

"Don't go anywhere ok?" He pinched my nose and ruffled my hair before jogging off to their wing.

"That was so cuuutee~" I turned my head to see chaeng and lisa

"Shut up. Don't you have classes?"

"Nope and we heard you don't too. Let's go meet Irene" I wasn't even able to say no when they both looped their arms on either side of me and dragged me.

"Y-yah! Are you sure?" I struggled to get away from them but they won't budge.

"Of course! You think we'd let you cut classes?"

"Yes." I deadpanned but the bitches just cackled.

"Yah chaeyoung tell me the truth."

"Yah! Why not ask me for the truth." Lisa pouted

"You're really asking me that?" She giggled and opened her car door and pushed me in the back seat while chaeng climbed up the front seat.

"It's true you don't have classes. We went to your room first but didn't find you there so we thought you were still in the cafeteria with the vet like always and that's when we found you  being all lovey dovey."

"We were not being lovey dovey!" I denied. Lisa and chaeyoung snorted at the same time.

"Oh shut up! Wait til some guys sweep you off of your feet." Lisa smirked at me through her rearview mirror.

"Oh, so you've been swept off of your feet?" I groaned and looked out the window.