To Love A Doctor [MxM]

Realization

AYO~ HERE IS CHAPTER 3!!! Thanks to those you read and commented in the last chapter Home Sweet Homeand well yeah I think that's all I have to say..........OH WAIT! Here is a heads up> I think I might start making this story a little more Mature in the next chapter... MAYBE... I don't know yet. BUT I KNOW FOR SURE that it will become mature very soon :} OKIE DOKIE- on with the chapter

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Steven took a small sip of his warm black coffee in a small paper cup. The young doctor wore a simple black coloured shirt with black slacks and a soft touch of dark blue as his loosened necktie. RedCross doctor's coat covered his body frame and customary stethoscope hanging around his neck, completed with a pager tucked at the waist of his pants. Another individual standing close to him wore a smart blue uniform, in his hand was a small paper cup filled with warm tea.

"He's still not talking to you?" Kevin turned his head slightly to look at the young doctor. Both of them were sitting on the seats provided in one of the hallways, enjoying their short, peaceful break. Steven shook his head, staring at his black coffee with narrowed eyes.

"No. He'd prefer to talk to the corpses than me right now."

Kevin raised an eyebrow at the statement but decided not to say anything else. Steven finished his drink in one large gulp before wiping his mouth with a tissue he kept inside his pocket.

"I don't know what the hell is wrong with him. He's acting so childish and immature. I'm older than him anyway, why won't he listen to me?"

"Older by 5 minutes, Steven. And why don't you just let him be? You guys fight a lot and make peace afterwards, don't make this Chrissie chick change that."

Steven stopped in his action, blinking his eyes while his brain was taking the brunette's words. A moment later, Steven closed his eyes and exhaled heavily.

"You think I overreacted?" the blonde haired doctor turned to look at the paramedic. Kevin gave him a smile.

"I guess you did."

Another heavy sigh and Steven leaned his back against the wall, promptly knocking the back of his head on the white wall.

"I'm his brother. I have the right to act like that. He didn't even look at me during breakfast today, he avoided bumping into me at lunch and now I'm stuck here with you."

"Of course you do. You don't have to apologize, Ven. Give him another 5 years and he'll turn soft on you."

Glaring at the chuckling brunette beside him, Steven fully understood his meaning but refused to give up on his opinion. The young doctor threw the paper cup into the small dustbin beside his seat while Kevin finished his own. When Steven was about to say something more, a beeping sound was heard and it took their attention. Steven stood up, checking on his pager.

"They need me at the front. Emergency." Steven informed and Kevin nodded, watching as the blonde haired doctor hastily made his way to the front door.

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"I don't get it. Why is he so worked up over this?" Tyler glared at the burnt hand he was holding, waving it nonchalantly while Xavier who was standing on other side of the bed, watched the dead hand warily. The last thing he needed was the hand flying away and hit the floor.

"I mean, Chrissie is a girl, okay? She got boobs and all, how dare he accused Chrissie is a guy? He was supposed to be supportive!" Tyler fisted both of his hands on his chest, the burnt hand still in his grip. Xavier raised an eyebrow.