Akaza x Douma Oneshot

Mental Patient(pt.1)

Akaza sighed in annoyance,rubbing his forehead.At least it was nearly the end of his shift,only one more patient to go then he would be leaving the building.Getting up from his chair,he grabbed the necessary equipment before heading off to the patient's room.

"Douma,c'mon you need your shots." Akaza announced as he entered the room,closing and locking door behind him.He didn't need one of his patients running off."Douma!I'm not messing around today,it's the end of my shift." He didn't get enough sleep last night so he couldn't be bothered with any bullshit today.Everything was silent,no noise or movement.God damn it.
"Douma I am not joking around now!" He placed down the equipment he had brought with him before walking to the bathroom.Of course the room was empty.He turned around and walked over to the bed,getting fed up with the blond who was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly he was tripped up by something,groaning when the back of his head connected with the floor.Fuck that hurt like a motherfucker.
"Hello Akaza-Dono~!" The pinkette groaned in both annoyance and pain,propping himself up with his elbows.
"Douma get off of me,you need your shots." The blond pouted like a child,he always hated getting his shots.
"No!I don't want my shots!" Douma whined,holding the younger male by his shoulders,keeping him pinned down to prevent him from getting his shots.

Akaza shifted his hip and threw the blond off of his waist,standing up straight and walking over to the side desk.Picking up one of the needles so he could inject it into his last patient for the night.The blond was sat on the floor,legs crossed,pouting like a child that didn't get the sweets he wanted in a shop.He crouched down in front of the taller male who attempted to move away from him.
"What can I do so you'll stop refusing to take these shots?" Without a word he was pulled into the blond's lap,he held the older's shoulder for a moment before he stabilised himself,knees pressed against the floor next to the patient's waist.
"Keep your hands to yourself," Akaza warned,unbothered by the whine of pain from the blond when the needle penetrated his skin.Of course being the drama queen he is,Douma started crying which made the pinkette panic but he quickly realised the other was just being dramatic.
"Let me go now," Douma whined and clung to the pinkette's waist even harder than before,refusing to let him go."Douma let me go!My shift has ended!" Akaza tried to push the blond away but was failing miserably.
"No!You're staying with me!" The taller huffed and whined,resting his forehead against the younger's shoulder.

"God fucking damn it Douma!"