Hakyeon is playing solitaire on his laptop when the phone rings next to Hongbin and he answers it, Hakyeon double clicking so the ace of hearts takes its place in the right corner, and he rejoices quietly.

"I'm sorry?" Hongbin asks from whoever is on the other end of the line, looking up at Hakyeon, furrowing his brow. "So... you don't want to come to him anymore?"

Who's that?, Hakyeon mouths, but Hongbin only closes his eyes dismissively, listening carefully. Hakyeon feels his spine stiffen.

"Okay," Hongbin says in a tone that suggests he doesn't think it's okay at all. "Can I ask you why?"

Hongbin his lips, and Hakyeon knows he's nervous.

"All right," he says. "We will transfer your record to Doctor Choi. Yes. Bye."

Hongbin hangs up and stares at the screen of his computer in utter confusion. Hakyeon opens his mouth to ask him what's going on, but then the phone rings again and Hongbin becomes busy.

"Um... sorry?" he asks, his frown deepening. "But you just told me... I— I don't understand this." He takes a deep breath and blinks up at Hakyeon. "All right, I'll put you over to him."

He pushes some buttons on the device and nods towards Hakyeon's phone indicating he's connecting whoever he was talking to to Hakyeon.

"Cha Hakyeon, how can I help you?" Hakyeon asks with a lump in his throat.

"Hello, Hakyeon," someone on the other end says and the voice sounds familiar, though Hakyeon has a hard time placing it what with the distortion of the line. "It's Taekwoon."

"Oh?" Hakyeon blurts out smartly. "Um, what's wrong?”

"I just wanted to tell you that I don't intend to continue the therapy with you."

Hakyeon feels his stomach drop, nausea creeping up in his throat. There are tears prickling his eyes, too, and damn it, if Taekwoon knows Hakyeon has a crush on him and he even wants to report it—

"Why?"

"I'll just go to the physiotherapist you recommended."

"I see," Hakyeon replies and Hongbin is looking at him questioningly, but Hakyeon decides to look out the window, deflating like a leaky balloon.

"Yeah," Taekwoon says. "I was also wondering if you wanted to come watch the match of my team with me this Saturday."

"What?!" Hakyeon yells and he hears a laugh from the other side. "Aren't you changing doctors because... I don't know, because you hate me?"

"What? No. I'm changing doctors because I figured you had to keep your distance from me as long as I was your patient. Which I'm not anymore. So, what do you say?"

"I— I mean... okay? I guess?" Hakyeon stutters, not quite grasping what really is going on.

"Cool," Taekwoon says, and Hakyeon might be mistaken, but it sounds like he's smiling. "See you at the Sports Arena at 4 on Saturday, then."

"Okay," Hakyeon mutters, and then Taekwoon hangs up, leaving Hakyeon staring at the receiver uncomprehendingly.

"What did he want?" Hongbin inquires.

Hakyeon lets the corners of his mouth curl up and before he knows it, he's grinning from ear to ear.