You need to save this man and get him out of this hospital.

Yoseob sighed on the couch as he had sprawled himself after his father had left.

Without bidding his son goodbye he had left the room, leaving an awkward Dongwoon to stare as his doctor slowly sank into his own mind.

Did he really have such little faith in his recovery? Or was it just a reaction to his father’s absurdity? Should he say something about the situation?

“Yoseob-hyung?” Dongwoon whispered causing the man to lift his head slightly just to have it thrown back down.

“Mmm. . .“ Yoseob groaned. “Im sorry for acting this way Dongwoon. Its not you or my unfaithfulness. I know I can do it. I just need . . . .” He shut his eyes and tried to even out his breaths. His father always had his conditions. Everything had to be given under his terms. He wasn’t necessarily a bad man, just very stubborn and over protective. Especially of Yoseob, who looked like his mother.

Dongwoon got up and decided to get his hyung something to drink. He walked to the nursing lounge where he overheard some voices.

“Have you seen the new intern?”

“Yeah he’s so handsome.” One of them swooned.

Another one chuckled “No way, that man is the cutest man ive ever seen.”

“Hohoho, what about Dr Yong, eh Hyuna?” Nurse Bomi nudged the receptionist.

Dongwoon narrowed his eyes at her response, “Yah. . .Junnie wont look at me anymore. He has a new boy toy named Jang Hyunseung.” She snarled the last part.

“Anyway, im not an evil woman. I can see that Yoseob belongs to another.” She changed her tone into a loving mother and the rest of the women nodded in agreement.

“Hopefully he falls for Woonieee” Chorong sang and was met with cheers of agreement.

Dongwoon stood rooted to his spot unable to walk further. What. . . . They wanted. . . . He stood looking directly at the wall until he felt a hand cling to his arm.

“Woonie!! What are you doing here? Do you need something?” Chorong smiled at him leading him into the room.

“Wah. . .So handsome Dongwoon oppa!” one of the nurses squeaked.

He looked around the faces who wanted him to fall for a man he had met just two days ago.

“Ah . . . I was wondering if I could make some tea for Dr Yang?” He stood there towering over the women. They really were all beautiful. And one way or another they had all wanted to be with him before learning about his ual preferences.

They giggled and nodded, remembering what they had been talking about.

“Dongwoon oppa, you should make him sweet tea. Put lots of love into it.” Hyuna commented, shoving the can of sugar into his arms.

Dongwoon got to work putting the water to boil and crushing chamomile leaves. The nurses crowded around him admiring his dedication. They loved the way his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and the way his lips were pouted.

As he neared the ends of the process he rimmed the edges of the glass with sugar. His nana had shown him how to make the most important details on tea. He had been trained by her in tea ceremony.

By the time he was heading back to the room he noticed his doctor was sleeping. He smiled and set the tea down as he grabbed an extra blanket from the closet and covered Yoseob with it.

Not knowing what to do, he decided to crouch down on the floor and sit cross legged. Dongwoon spent a few minutes watching the way Yoseob slept.

He looked many years younger when he wasn’t worrying about medicine or being a doctor. Dongwoon smiled as he watched his doctor pout in his sleep and slowly open his eyes. He stared as Yoseob caught his breath, realizing he had been watched.

He sat up quickly and looked at Dongwoon in embarrassment, receiving a headache from getting up too quickly.

“Ah. . . . Dongwoon-ah, Im sorry I guess I was more tired than I thought.” Yoseob apologized enjoying the fresh aroma that was filling the room. “What is that smell?” He asked his patient who was getting up and offering him a glass of tea.

“Oh, I made hyung some tea. It seemed to me that you were stressed so I thought I would make some to help you relax.” Dongwoon said as he resumed his position on the floor.

He played with his hands as Yoseob took a sip of tea and sighed in pleasure. Never before had he tasted something so delicious.

“Wow. Thank you Dongwoon-ah!” Yoseob beamed at his patient giving him the biggest smile he had.

It made Dongwoon feel complete to see his doctor smile like that at him and nodded.

“Hyung, aren’t you tired? You should sleep. Im going to be fine. Plus, its extremely late out now.” Dongwoon asked with worry. He didn’t want his doctor to become a patient due to exhaustion.

Yoseob was taken aback at his patient’s worry and sincerity.

“Please don’t worry about me Dongwoon- goon.” Yoseob reassured Dongwoon. “Ill go sleep in the on-call room.”

Before he could get any farther he felt his patient grab his wrist.

Without lifting his gaze from the ground Dongwoon said “Cant you please stay in here? . . . . “

Yoseob felt a hardened pounding in his chest. Should he really stay here? . . . . It didn’t seem right. He knew if he stayed something unwanted would reawaken and he wouldn’t be able to stop it from growing. Did his patient want it to blossom? . . . .

He faced Dongwoon and lifted his chin up. The layer on his eyes darkened looking into Yoseob. He knew if it was gone even for a second, that the answer was yes.

“Of course.” The words left his mouth instantly and he watched as his patients eyes unclouded for a fraction of a second and his heart felt full.

He watched as Dongwoon bit his lower lip and it was a strange feeling. This man that he had only met a day ago was affecting him more than Daniel ever had throughout their whole adventure together. Who was this man going to be to him?