My Bad Doctor

Seeing Hayden take care of the boy so caringly reminded me of how he took care of the little girl who was sick before at the amusement park. It wasn’t just his job, but his clothing also changed when he worked as a doctor. The first time that I saw Hayden in his doctor uniform, I almost squealed like a crazy fan girl. Hayden really does look good in anything.

“Stop staring so much…” Hayden muttered, and I wasn’t sure if felt kind of shy or not.

“It’s my first time seeing you dressed like this,” I mumbled as my eyes continued staring at him.

“Does it look funny?” Hayden asked with a chuckle.

“Not at all. I think it suits you…in a strange way…” I replied honestly.

“In a strange way?” Hayden said as he arched a brow at me curiously.

“Umm…you look like a bad doctor,” I replied before I started to giggle.

Although he’s no longer an official mafia, he still somehow acts like one and the vibe about him wasn’t normal for sure.

Maybe…it’s in the blood?

When he first told me that he would