The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 5

859 🩺 A Trip To See Granddad

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Breakfast behind them, Hongjoong felt a low lying sense of irritation bubbling inside, simply for the fact that after such a light hearted, enjoyable morning with his family, it was now suddenly been ruined by having to drive Seonghwa to his in-laws' motel, and all the memories of his relationship with them were sucking the happiness out of him like a disease.

'You okay, babe?' Seonghwa asked, reaching over and putting a brief hand over his as they stopped at the traffic lights, just around the corner from their destination.

Forcing a smile onto his face, he nodded, not quite able to bring himself to lie out loud.

Not that he need have, for as the light turned green and they rounded the turn, pulling into the visitors parking, the moment he stopped and turned off the car, Seonghwa was already reaching out and gently turning his face to him, eyes seeing it all without a single word needing to be said.

'Joong, we didn't need to do this...'

'No, we do,' he said, shaking his head as he reached up and smoothed his hand over Seonghwa's covering his cheek. 'Your parents are going back home, and we don't know when they'll see Nabi again.'

The news had come the night before in the form of a heavy-spirited phone call from Seonghwa's father. Unfortunately, with it, came the realisation that he would have to put aside his own problems with his mother-in-law, suck it up and grin and bear it. Nabi would only be a baby once, for a very short period of time, and Seonghwa's parents, were still, Seonghwa's parents...

Nabi's grandparents...

Her only, grandparents.

'Joong, we can still—'

'You go up with Naeun,' he said, squeezing his husband's hand, before taking it off of his cheek. 'I brought some research papers. I can wait here—'

'Hongjoong, I'm not leaving you in the car,' Seonghwa interrupted with the hint of a tone that said, he couldn't believe he was needing to say so. 'Come with me. My mother's not here anyway.'

Frowning, he glanced at the building. 'Why...?' he murmured, with the hint of a confused question behind it...

Anger burned in Seonghwa's eyes. 'Because she made her position very clear, and so did I.'

'But Seonghwa, she's your mother—'

'And you're my husband,' he shot back. 'Joong, I won't accept anyone treating you any less than what you deserve,' he said gently, 'which is why...' he murmured softly, voice trailing off mid sentence as he leant across the centre console and pressed his lips gently to his, holding his hand in his lap...

It had his heart aching as he struggled to grapple with him still refusing to see his mother, however he did not have long to think of an argument, for too quickly, when their lips parted, Seonghwa pressed one more chaste peck upon his lips, before unbuckling his seatbelt for him and dumping his phone in his hands.