The walk to my next patient's room isn't far at all, practically right across the hall from Ace is their room. I pull out their file, giving it a quick read.
——————————————————— -- Name : Deuce Spade
-- Age: 24
-- Disorders: Mild signs of depression, Anxiety, Dermatillomania, and Extreme aggression when provoked (Possible BPD or similar behavioural disorder), Obsessive Love disorder.
-- Patient was admitted to the asylum by his mother, he seemed to understand why he was here and didn't struggle while being detained. Patients' mother says that Deuce was usually a kind, honest man, but when he or his friends were threatened, he went berserk. He has killed a few people in these rages, which he apparently regrets deeply. According to past interviews, Patient has been trying to redeem himself, continue to monitor for signs of aggression.
-- Warnings: Don't bring up his mother, don't ask about his past without reasoning, as he could get agitated.
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I hum softly to myself. Poor guy.
I reach his door, scanning my keycard to unlock it with a loud beep. Gods, I hated how loud these sensors were sometimes.
There was a blue haired man sitting on the floor in front of his bed, laying his head in his arms.
"...Deuce?" I spoke up, making him jump and bolt his head towards me. I didn't expect to shock him by coming in due to how loud the locks were, maybe he was sleeping?
For a moment he looked almost angry, then his face softened when he observed me further. "Oh! Um, sorry. I thought you were... Someone else." He spoke softly, rubbing the back of his neck.
I offer him an apologetic smile, taking a small step closer. " It's alright, I'm sorry I spooked you. My name is Yuu, I'll be here instead of Aren from now on. It's nice to meet you"
Deuce stands up and walks towards me, putting his hand out for me to shake with a hint of hesitation. "Nice to meet you too, doctor."
He had scars all over his face and knuckles, a distinct black shape under his right eye that looked like the spades symbol from a playing card. I couldn't tell if it was a tattoo or a mark, but it was very similar to the one Ace has on his face. I gently take his hand to shake it.
"So, I assume that you're my new doctor?" Said Deuce, his eyes widening in curiosity.
"Yes, I am. Now, would you like to sit down somewhere so I can talk to you? Or are you okay standing?" I ask carefully, tucking my folder under my arm.
"Uh.. there isn't really anywhere to sit besides the floor and the bed.... is it okay if we just sit on the floor?"
"Yes, that's perfectly fine." A small chuckle passes my lips.
Deuce started to walk over to a random spot on the floor, sitting down awkwardly. I followed him, sitting in front of him and crossing my legs.
"Alrighty then, now." I said as I looked Deuce in the eyes. "You don't have to respond if you don't want to, but these are just standard questions."
He nods at my explanation, as I start with the questions. They're simple, and frankly, boring, but necessary.
After a while, my mind wanders back to what was written on his file. "Hm... one last question, Deuce." The blunette tilted his head curiously, as he absentmindedly fiddled with his sleeve.
"Again, there is no pressure to answer here if you're uncomfortable. But I read in your file that you've actively been trying to 'redeem' yourself. Is that true?" I speak carefully, trying my absolute best to not aggravate him.
Deuce's eyes widen slightly. He looked at the floor in shame, starting to pick at the skin around his nails. "...Yes. I regret everything that I have done..."
Tears were gathering in his eyes. Shit, I feel bad now, I didn't want to make him cry! I hesitantly reach for his hand, the contact making him flinch slightly, but he doesn't seem to mind it.
"I... I hope that doesn't make you hate me though..." His hand curled around mine as he shook slightly.
After a moment of hesitation, I gently tugged him forward and gave him a soft hug. He let out a soft exhale as he returned it. "Thankyou... Yuu" Deuce whispered.
The soft moment was ruined by my phone alarm, scaring the living daylight out of the blue haired man.
"Oh, Deuce I have to go to my next patient now" I say apologetically. "I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?" I said, trying to calm Deuce down.
"You're.. oh." He looked sad for a few seconds "Alright, see you later Yuu."
I stood up with a slight groan to leave, walking towards the door. I turned and waved to Deuce and smile. "It was nice meeting you."
————————————————— Deuce POV
As soon as they left, my breath became more hoarse. That other doctor was finally gone. I placed my hand over my raw fingers that I had picked, holding my hand against my lips as I bashfully rubbed my neck.
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Sevens, I hope they don't think I'm weird for crying...
