The Doctor & The Writer.

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I haven't seen the very cute guy who talked and fell asleep on my table since the day..he well... Fell asleep on the table. "Good night, Jensen." Our last nurse leaves. I look around the office and gather my bag. Maybe I should just go to that stupid club my brother is bothering me about. I look down at my phone as it starts ringing and see its my Bestfriend Jared. "Hey." I answer.
"Hey can you pick me up my meds from the store?"
"Dude!!" I groan.
"Pllleeeeassse??"
"What store?"
"Walgreens."
"You owe me."
"I wuv you."
"Bye." I hang up and drive to the store. "Okay I think I'm gonna grab some milk and..." I stop and look in the aisle and see Misha. Cute guy Misha. Cute guy who fell asleep on my table. Cute guy who works for the news paper. Do I say hi? Do I ignore him?
"Dr. Ackles?" I look up quickly and see him walking over to me.
"Uh hi Misha." I wave awkwardly.
"So uh wh-what are you doing here?"
"Um I gotta get my friend some medicine.."
"Ooh can I make you get me my medicine?" He bites his lip.
"No no... I mean if we were dating or something I would but like it's not part of my uh-"
"I know it was a joke." He chuckles.
"I'm sorry. I haven't been in a relationship for a really long time. And well I don't have sex u less I'm in a relationship and well you know.. You probably don't know because holy crap you're so fucking hot and you probably get girls whenever you-"
"Guys."
"What?"
"I'm into guys."
"Oh well Uhm you probably get guys whenever you want."
"So you don't have sex with someone unless you're dating?"
"Yeah."
"Well looks like I might have to change that." He grins. I blush and look away. I look back up to see him close his eyes and fall into my arms.... Fuck he's passed out.
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"Good afternoon mr. Western." I grin to a small child.
"Hi dr. Ackles!"
"I'm gonna need you to hop onto my table." I give him a small smile. There's a knock on the door and Helen walks in.
"That guy is back and he's demanding to see you."
"Can you wait here just one second westley?" I say it more as an order then anything. "Is he mad?" I am walking down the hall.
"Uh yeah?!"
"Fuck why?"
"I don't know??" I open the door to the lobby and see him pacing.
"Hey."
"You! You have no right!"
"To do what?"
"To call my mom!! She hates me!"
"I'm sorry you passed out and where in the hospital. How the hell are you out?"
"I know some people and know you have to come to dinner with me tonight!"
"Okay?"
"And you're gonna tell my mom that you and I are fucking married. Got that!?"
"See you at 6?"
"Four so you can actually get to know me!" He walks closer to me. "I'm so fucking pissed at you." He growls.
"I'm sorry..." I raise an eyebrow but get punched in my chest.
"I'm sorry." He huffs, turns on his heels and storms out.
"Someone is gonna get laid." Our secretary says.
"It's one night and not even a real date. And if he comes in again get his address." I stomp to the back room. "Tell you what when you grow up don't date. Don't fall in love. Don't even look at girls." I groan.
"I won't." Westly smiles.
"Smart kid." I "boop" his nose. "Okay open your mouth."