Born to Heal (BL) — The Hot Pot Distraction

He was in my kitchen like he belonged there that thought scared me more than the exam did my body had finally healed i wasn't hobbling around anymore but my brain that was another story at least 20 times a day i'd open whatsapp without even thinking just to see if my doctor had messaged me he never had and i kept checking anyway somehow that was even more exhausting than

the hem rights i needed to get out hang out with my friends eat normal food talk about things just forget about the brother i happen to live with the one who barely ever ben what's been up with you lately you seem out of it did you get dumped no i've never even dated then what's with that dazed look you into someone

one? No. There's nothing going on. When I said no, my heart was beating way too fast. That had never happened before. I sat there alone in that hot pot place, telling myself I was just there for the food. But I knew better. I wanted to know if he'd see me again. I wanted to know if touch me again. I wanted to go back. Tomorrow morning, I'm going back to his clinic, and I'm

going to ask him what did you really mean that day but i don't know if i'm ready to hear the answer