That's when it happened.
He was on me.
Invading my space with that intoxicating scent.
His scent.
I could feel his lips the urgency pulling out of them.
The pleading.
Pleading not to walk away from him.
Not to walk away from this.
Us.
I hated that n...
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"Don't forget to wash his head with only warm water. Soap will irritate the stitches on it." Namjoon told the woman that sat in front of him looking at the boy playing with the toys that sat at the corner of the room.
The woman nodded standing up with a held out hand. "Thank you Mr. Kim."
He shook his head smiling brightly at her as he took the delicate hand firmly accepting the farewell. "Its my job Ma'am. Don't hesitate to call if something happens."
She nods again before calling out to her son. "Taemin say bye to doctor Joonie."
The seven year old turned to the adults running with arms open to the tall doctor. "Bye doctor Joonie." The little boy smiled up at him, he had his little arms around the man's legs.
Namjoon pocked his nose lightly and he giggled sheepishly before letting go walking to his mother and taking her outstretched hand.
Namjoon smiled warmly when Taemin waved a goodbye at him one last time as his mother dragged him out.
He has always liked kids, became a neurosurgeon and now was specifically dealing with kids' surgeries.
His feet dragged him back to his swirvel chair pressing on the dialer to connect to his nurse at the reception.
"Next one please." "Alright doctor." Her familiar voice rang making him get back to looking at the file of the next patient.
The door was opened and an echo of heels soon clicked with every step its owner's took. It stopped a few feet infront of him.
"Please have a sit, just give me one moment and I'll attend to you." He spoke writing something down in his planner.
He could hear the woman shift on the visitor's chair making him work fast to attend to who ever it was.
His eyes briefly looked up before going back to his work only to stop half way in writing when he realised who it was exactly infront of him.
What was she doing here?
Namjoon wasn't expecting her to show up so soon.
Not after what she had done.
"Can we talk?" The woman asked slowly when he put everything aside.
He couldn't help roll his eyes.
"Already back from your honeymoon Mrs.Kim?"
She nodded slightly biting her bottom lip looking at the luxury purse on her lap. Her heart was pounding, fingers clamping in sweat as her lips wavered because of the genuine fear she had for the doctor.
"He actually let you out! I owe Mian ten thousand Yuan." He cooly told her swinging sideways in his chair.
