~Male crush x male reader~

Flame (lemon + slight angst + fluff)

Y/N POV:

I sit back down in my desk chair, coming back from my lunch break. I open my computer and check my appointments, seeing that my next appointment is with C/N. I find myself smiling at the knowledge and I quickly suppress it, focusing back on my work, rather than my feelings that I definitely should not be having.

I open one of my desk drawers and pull out C/N's notebook, closing the drawer and grabbing one of my pens. I put the items on my desk and stand up, my finger nearing my intercom to send the patient down to my room.

Before I get the chance to, though, I hear a shriek outside of my office door.

Oh my god, what was that?

I rush out of my office, my jaw dropping at the sight.

A patient is holding a pen and putting it to the chest of one of the doctors, threatening to stab him. I watch as a doctor I've never seen before, presumably a new hire, approaches the patient, hurrying over to try and deescalate the situation.

"Hey, buddy. Why don't you put the pen down, yeah?"

"Why should I? The doctors keep trying to pump me full of drugs. This one is going to pay the price."

"They're not trying to 'pump [you] full of drugs'. They're trying to help you."

"That's what they all say."

"I know it's hard to believe, especially with the way some other facilities you may have been at before this one may have treated you, but the doctors really do have good intentions. They're just trying to help you feel better. Okay?"

The patient hesitates for a second before putting the pen down, taking a step back and nodding.

"Alright, fine."

The patient is taken back to his room, now much calmer than when this new doctor first walked in.

That new guy's good. He should do well here.

Seeing as the situation is calm now, I walk back into my office and return to my previous task. I close my door and press the button to the intercom. After a few seconds, a voice sounds over the speaker in the ceiling.

"Yes, Dr. Y/N?"

"I'm ready for C/N's appointment. Go ahead and have a doctor bring him down when he's ready."

"Alright, I'll do that."

"Thank you."

"Mhm."

The intercom turns off, leaving my office silent once again, outside of the buzzing sound of my computer and the air conditioner running in the hot office. To pass the time, I decide to further prepare for C/N's session. I grab my bag and pull out a candle, a pocket watch, and a DVD with the words "Hypnotherapy Tape: for Professional Use Only". I line them up on my desk, checking to make sure they're all prepared for when he arrives.

As if on cue, I hear a knock on my door. I stand up from my desk chair with a welcoming grin, walking up to my office door and opening it gently.

"Hello, Dr. Y/N."

"Hi, Dr. Choi. Here to drop off C/N?"

"Indeed, I am, Sir. He's all yours."

"Thank you."

"I'll be back in two hours or less to retrieve him."

I nod in understanding, moving to the side to allow C/N to walk in. He does so, closing the door behind him. As soon as he sees me, his face lights up and he smiles brightly.