Caring for Myself

Ch. 11 - A Talk with Doc

Hello again my lovely readers~

I hope you are ready for this chapter!

I would like to thank you guys again for all the people who asked questions last chapter. Well, mostly it was wangtaekyung who asked but thanks anyways.

Now on with the story!!!

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WAYO's POV

"Good job, love...."

There he goes again.

Now I know I'm not hearing things. It was as clear at the night sky outside. I still have no idea why on Earth he is saying those things to me now. I already faced him when I first entered this course and university, that I am JUST his junior, and he is JUST my SENIOR. NOTHING MORE.

I was still looking at the baby in the bassinet, who was looking in my direction with wide eyes, curious with who was in front of him. But his eyes were not directed to me, it was to the person behind me. I looked behind me and saw my senior standing a few inches away from me, his face, directly beside me, If I had turned more, I would have brushed his cheeks, or his lips if he turned his head ever so slightly.

I was red faced. It has been a long time since we were this close. I mean he would sometimes place his arms around my shoulders, but I would quickly brush it off and scoff at him. Now, I was just frozen. He had a look of admiration on his face, looking at the baby that he had taken care of earlier after the delivery. Now that he was a few inches from my face, I couldn't help but admire his features. His hair was covered with a cap, but still looked perfect. The disposable mask that he was wearing earlier was now brought down to his chin, displaying his face for the baby to see. His eyebrows looked like they were tattooed, which was obviously not because medical professionals are discouraged from getting tattoos. (A/N: Let's just imagine that he doesn't have any tattoos. I'll let your imagination run wild. Plus google pics help as well hehehe). His eyelashes were long and naturally curved upwards. I saw the look in his eyes as he stared at the baby in front of me with fondness. The bridge of his nose was high, like he had a mix of foreigner in him. I looked down towards his philtrum, which was devoid of any facial hair, clean, and free from pimple scars. My eyes traveled down towards his uncovered lips. It was pink and soft, like it was sculpted out of feathers.

I kept admiring his features, not realizing he turned his head towards me, and was staring at my face that was uncovered as well. His eyes flickered towards my eyes, then nose, and my lips. It was as if he was analyzing my face and saving it in his mind. With the distance between our faces, it only took a light shove for our lips to meet. His face automatically inched forward, his lips were parting, and his tongue exited wetting his lips. I couldn't help but be drawn towards him. I felt my cheeks heat up from the tension between us. It was only a matter of seconds before the distance between us reached zero...

"Ehem."

I froze.

I looked towards the tall being in front of me who was frozen as well. I inched away and looked down in embarrassment and anger. How could I let him get into my head again. I am over him. I don't like him anymore. I promised my self: NEVER AGAIN.

I looked at the person who caught our attention. It was Dr. Suradet and Dr. Thanit who was looking at us and smirking at our predicament. Dr. Suradet had giggled a little at the spectacle in front of him. I shied away from Phana as I muttered to Dr. Suradet that I was getting the baby his formula. I looked at the information on his bassinet to see his name which read "Baby Boy Phoom" (A/N: A cookie to whoever knows who this is. But I guess it's pretty obvious now hehehe). I quickly scurried into the medication room and held myself by the counter.