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Steal a cardiologist's heart BL

Elias kang, a renowned cardiologist, expected a lot of things from his 32nd birthday. His 20s ex and his first love, both of whom he hadn't seen in over a decade, crash landing in his life again was not one of them. (Love triangle- the 20s ex who's a high profile lawyer now, or the highschool crush and first love CEO?) (cover in progress, temporary one for now) (Daily updates)

sulphurdioxide · LGBT+
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48 Chs

Lawyer's speciality- playing the victim card

Raphael chuckled as he saw how frustrated the other man was getting. The smirk on his face never left as he took the bento box, glancing at it for a moment. 

"And why are you in such a hurry, doctor?" He patted the space beside him on the bed. "Come, feed me~."

Elias had to physically restrain himself from facepalming. 

"...I don't remember your hands being injured," he said dryly.

Raphael pouted slightly at the response. He knew he was being petty, but did he care? Nope. 

"My hands are still weak, angel. I'm not healed yet. So weak... they feel like jelly." He wiggled his hands as if they were boneless in a dramatic display of 'weakness.'

"…You had an angiography. That's completely unrelated to your hands," Elias replied, deadpan.

Raphael ignored his words as if he hadn't heard them. 

"So weak... so tired. If only someone could feed me... if only that someone was a blonde doctor with a pretty face..."

"..." Speechless. He had no words. The surgery definitely caused some brain damage, there was no doubt about it now.

"Come on, doctor. You won't deny a poor, injured patient, would you? Come over and feed me," Raphael continued his whining, practically shoving the victim card into Elias' face.

The brown-haired man held back a chuckle at the expression on the younger's face. Elias looked like he wanted to scream. He really was making this too easy for him. Keeping up the innocent, weak facade, he continued, "Come on~ You can do it. Just sit next to me and feed me like a good boy, angel."

Elias had no words bad enough to describe his frustration. The idea of strangling Raphael with the IV drip was becoming increasingly tempting the more this bastard spoke.

"Bastard..." Elias grumbled under his breath before reluctantly taking a seat next to him on the bed.

Raphael could practically see the murderous thoughts running through the doctor's mind and chuckled, cooing, "Good boy~."

"...I just want to say you're shameless, and I hate you," Elias huffed, but still picked up the lunch, opened it, and grabbed a spoon to feed him.

Raphael smiled at that. He was clearly enjoying this more than he should. He chuckled lightly as the other man began to feed him. Despite his annoyed demeanor, Elias was still obeying, like the good boy Raphael knew he was.

"Oh, come on, doctor," Raphael teased. "You know you love me." He then glanced at the lunchbox with an appraising look. The meal was simple—fried rice and vegetables, with a cupcake for dessert. Still, Raphael couldn't help but smile at the unevenly cut carrots and the smudged frosting on the cupcake. It looked so... human. So much better than the annoyingly perfect meals he was used to. It almost felt... nice. Like home.

An almost forlorn smile flickered across his face before it shifted back to his usual smug expression.

Meanwhile, Elias was holding the spoon in front of him. "Aren't you going to open your mouth?" he asked impatiently, still grumbling something under his breath, unaware of Raphael's thoughts.

That snapped Raphael out of his reverie. Smiling his signature shit-eating grin, he resumed his lighthearted act.

"Someone's impatient, hm? Aah..." He opened his mouth, waiting for Elias to feed him.

"...Mhm," Raphael hummed as he chewed the food, nodding appraisingly. The rice was a little undercooked, and the beans were somewhat raw. Still... it tasted good. His eyes went back to the lunch—he had to admit, the packed meal looked adorable, almost childish. And the way Elias was feeding him made Raphael want to coo even more.

"The food is really good, angel. Almost as beautiful as you... and as tasty, too," he chuckled, giving Elias a half-joking, suggestive look.