The Town

@(☾) Park Chanyeol All he could do was nod at this point, watching him. Though he still felt a little worried about him, he wasn’t about to annoy the other. “Not a problem. I will be back in a little while to come check on you, to see if you are ready to head home. If not I can close early here and help you home. And yes I know you don’t need the help and you can do it on your own but I am still your doctor and its my duty to make sure you make it home safely.”

@(❂) Go Sangil Chanyeol followed the other out of the exam room and into one of the resting rooms. "It's fine. I can tolerate your scent more than any other human's I suppose." Despite his words, his sensitive nose still twitches in response to just being in the room. He's not too sure if he'll be able to sleep through it. However, he's surprised when Sangil takes something out and lighting it up. Suddenly, the room isn't as bad now with the new fragrance filling the room. It's a lot more soothing and it helps mask the human scent. "Thanks. This works better," he chuckles lightly and bows his head in gratitude, careful not to move too forcefully, before gingerly seating himself on the makeshift bed.

@(☾) Park Chanyeol Hearing that he would rest here, he helped to guide him out of the little exam room before taking him to his room. He went over to the couch and pulled out the small make shift bed on it. “I know it smells a lot like me but it’s the best I have for you. But I figured one of you would end up using it one time or another so I have this.” He went to his desk and took out a special candle before setting it down and lighting it up. “Its supposed to block the human smell and just emit a forest like smell…so hopefully it helps you.”

@(❂) Go Sangil The subtle scent of the shirt has Chanyeol's nose scrunching on instinct. He'd always had a sensitive sense of smell and though it wasn't that strong, he still picked up on it. However, he had to deal with it and put it on, being sure to be careful not to rip open his wound. "I hope this will be the only time I'll have to borrow clothes," is his reply, a wry smile on his face. There's a large part of him that wants to refuse the offer and just rest at home, but Chanyeol knows he won't make the trip back. He's already struggling with the after effects of the medicine and he's exhausted to be honest. With an indignant huff, he gives a curt nod of his head. "Fine, I'll stay...only for the night. Then I'll be back on my way," he says as he runs his hand through his hair messily.

@(☾) Park Chanyeol Nodding to him, he goes over to the cupboard and opens it, going through a few shirts before bring it over to him. “I have these for times like this. You all tend to go through clothes like water at times so it helps to have donated clothes by all packs be here for when I need it,” he said with a small nod to him. “The medicine won’t wear off for a while which means you will be off your game for a bit. I know you won’t listen to me but I just have your best interest at heart so please take some time to rest here please,” he said looking to him.

@(❂) Go Sangil Though in his human form, Chanyeol growls in disapproval when Sangil makes a move to remove the remains of his shirt. He could have done it himself, but it was quite painful anyway. Despite his displeasure of being touched, he swallows any other protests in order to let the doctor do his thing. "Not really," he grumbles, leaning back with his hands placed behind him on the examining table. "One of them decided it'd be a smart idea to enter Northern territory and pick a fight with me. You have nothing to worry about, doc," Chanyeol explains with a huff as the numbing medicine makes contact with his wound. He's grown used to it, but it doesn't mean he doesn't feel pain. It doesn't take long until the pain subsides due to the anesthetics. The request was peculiar, but Chanyeol concedes, making mental note to check in with his pack. "I'll see what I can do," is his curt reply before he's standing again, the weird numbing sensation having not subsided yet leaving him slightly unbalanced. "Got an extra shirt lying around here?"

@(☾) Park Chanyeol Getting out the usual items he needs, he removes the others shirt, or whats left of it and begins to clean the wounds. “I assume a fight or a rogue…don’t tell me they are coming back again?” If they were, he would need to find more people to train. One person in the clinic could honestly do so much. “Alpha I need some omegas to teach here. There are times I work at the human hospital and I cant be here and I want to leave someone behind that I can trust after I have trained them.” He numbed his skin a bit around the cut before he began to stitch him up. “Can you send me a few when you have the time,” he asked as he stepped back, letting him know he was fixed up.

@(❂) Go Sangil After a run-in with a rouge on his territory, Chanyeol found himself walking away with a deep gash along his stomach, though not before putting them back in place. He was usually pretty quick in healing and didn't need to see professional help as often. However, this time, the healing process was too slow. The injured wolf finds himself standing in front of a familiar building, where there was probably the only human Chanyeol would ever trust enough. He often visits the place to checkup on how his pack members are doing as well. Blood drips along the tiled floor as he stands by the doorway just as the doctor notices his presence. The only response he gives is a grunt before he's making his way to the usual room and settling down on the examining table in there.

@(☾) Park Chanyeol Sangil sighed softly as he looked over the files, feeling troubled and worried. Mainly for the first time shifter. He seemed to be doing better but he was worried why the parents had hid it from him. “He has a right to know,” he muttered before running a hand through his hair. Breathing out, he stood up and left his office to head into the small workers area to get some fresh coffee. When he had that he left the room and was heading back to his office but stopped when someone familiar walked in. “Really? What did you do this time,” he asked as he sipped his hot beverage before looking him over. “Come on, you know the drill and which room to go into.”

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