OOO ¦ Francis Mosses (That's Not My Neighbor) x Fem! reader
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Francis struggles with an unexpected challenge after his divorce: his inability to achieve arousal.
Despite seeking medical help, he finds himself unexpectedly...
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warning : jerk off
edit ; stop saying y/n doesn't know how to do her job as a doctor, idk wtf doctors in the 90s do to patient who can't achieve arousal, I just follow a bunch of manga bl I read that had doctor x patient, so pls kindly stfu. i will not hesitate to block and report your account if you keep complaining, and besides this is pure fucking fiction, if you take this seriously, you can go suck a fucking cunt/dick.
𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩→ the doctor
AFTER THE DIVORCE Francis was depressed, easily annoyed, and had forgot the touch of a woman. It's been years after the divorce, and Francis struggled to actually speak to woman.
No one seemed to have interest in a milk man like himself, and so, while being in a state where he struggles to feel confidence in himself due to his soft cock, he decides to go to the hospital to deal with it.
As Francis enters the small hospital next to the convenient store, he hurried over to the desk. "Hello..." he greeted awkwardly as the the man behind the desk glared up at him.
"How may I help you." the man raised an eyebrow as Francis took off his hat and grips it in his hands. "I'm uh... I need to see a doctor for my uh..." he paused, gulping down in embarrassment. "it's uh sexual frustration, I think?"
The man stifles a laugh before taking a paper from under a drawer, and handing him a pen. "fill it in and wait for a moment, I'll inform the doctor." Francis hummed in response before filling the papers.
He handed the paper and pen back and quickly took a sit on the chairs lined up on the wall, he sat there for almost an hour, gripping and tugging at his fingers as he glances up the large clock behind the counter every few minutes.
He got slightly stress due to how long he was waiting for the doctor to respond to his needs, until the man behind the counter stood up and called for him. Francis quickly made his way towards the desk with hopeful eyes and waited for the worker to speak to him.
"Doctor y/n l/n will be waiting for you in the Care room." the worker said before pointing towards the long corridor beside the desk.
Francis felt a shiver ran up his spine as the light hanging from the corridors ceiling flickers for a moment. He shook his head, drowning his feelings of embarrassment and fear as he made his way down the corridor.
The Care room was at the end, shadows from behind the misty glass moved swiftly from right to left.
Francis finally reaches to the door and knocks on it softly, before he could call out for the doctor, the doors were swung open, revealing a young woman. She had dark brown eyes and dark brown hair that flowed down like a waterfall.
(a/n: like I said before, SHE DOESN'T HAVE BROWN HAIR, that's how I use h/c and e/c in this fic-- I'm just so uncomfortable writing h/c and e/c idk why😭 so you can just change the brown to whatever color you like so don't mind it 😛 also I won't mention hair length here until needed!)
