Ship: Daithidewildcat
Top: Tyler
Bottom: Nogla
AU: /
Setting: Therapy center
Type: Fluff
Warning ⚠️: Swearing, flirting, diagnosed anger issues, mention of ADHD
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Tyler's pov-
"'It would be a good idea' they say. 'It would be healthy for you', they say. Yeah, healthy my ass." I muttered to myself, trying to be as quiet as possible so that the lady leading me to my room couldn't hear me.
However, from the few flinches every now and then, I'm sure she heard me just fine.
"You're room is right here sir. You're doctor is ready when you are." She said quickly, giving me a quick smile before running off. I snorted ad she sped down the hall, turning sharply and almost tripping on her own feet.
I then turned to the door, letting out a loud groan of frustration before slamming the door open and trudging in.
I watched at the man in the room flinched, letting out a small sound of surprise as he dropped his clipboard.
I plopped down on the couch as he turned to look at me.
"Oh hey! Ye must be Tyler wine." He said cheerfully.
I sighed loudly, turning to glare at the man.
"Well shit. Not only is he full of joy, he's also Irish. Two things I absolutely can't stand." I groaned, rubbing my temples as I sighed in defeat.
I heard a small snort, before the sound of him sitting down on the other couch.
"Wow, nice ta learn a bit about ye." He said.
I held in the laugh that threatened to come out from my throat.
It was funny. He sounded just like Brian, but his voice was deeper and his accent was much more thick.
"So, Mr. Wine how's your day?" He asked.
I looked up to see him crossing his legs, tilting his head as he smiled at me. I huffed rolling my eyes before responding.
"Good I guess." I said. I found it strange how he addressed me formally. No one's ever done that. It was also kind of weird how he asked how my day was. No ones ever don't that either. It felt....weird.
"Well if your day was nice, why do ye seem so upset?" He asked. I thought for a bit, staring as he blinked at me before responding.
"Therapy. I think it's pointless." I said. The doctor hummed, nodding his head as he glanced down at the paper pinned to his clipboard.
"But it's ta guide ye through hard moments or feelings ta make living easier for ye and the people around you. What's so pointless about t'at?" He asked.
I could've gotten mad from how many questions he was asking. Like he was giving me an interview or some shit. But I didn't, because the way he worded his response had me taken aback.
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