It Aint Easy (Seme Male Reader x Sir Crocodile) {One Piece}

chapter 12

three months later....

reader pov

he's been a little more.....distant lately. it has me worried for obvious reasons. ever since he got the job at the city hospital, he's been keeping away from me more often. later shifts, more shifts, basically.....he would work damn near 24/7. morning and afternoon he is a regular doctor doing appointments and the like and at night, he works in the ER as a surgeon. the only time he would really be at home is late at night when he would come back to sleep. sex......is maybe once a week and at that time, its pretty much get in, get out, get cleaned up, get some sleep. he has stopped having time for being with me. the whole process is about 20 minutes long. he just lies there facing away. barely moves, barely makes a sound. fuck yeah its bothering me. he's reduced himself to being nothing but another hookup. why am i hooking up with my boyfriend? id be lucky to catch him long enough to get a kiss. he gets up extremely early in the morning and comes in extremely late at night. sometimes id get a kiss when he thinks im still sleeping but that's a rare occurrence. cuddling is pretty much out the question. he faces me but sleeps on the other side of the bed.

today im gonna get him. i scheduled an appointment, specifically requesting that he be my doctor. did some research and talked to the hospital director. the last time i did this, he knew i was coming and was 'busy' at that time so i was pawned off on another doctor. this time its a planned strike. talked to the director and we made sure that he wasn't busy at this time. for added insurance, we made sure that he didnt know it was me by changing the name. the director was a little bothered by the extreme lengths.....until i told him the situation. then he was on board doing more than i even asked. it was his idea to change my name.

i came in the room, doing the usual. i put a hospital gown on instead of my shirt. i waited about ten minutes before he walked in. it was almost like the first time we met, except i already knew who he was. "so what seems to be the problem, mr smith?" he said, absentmindedly. "well that's what id like to know," i said in my usual voice. he turned around and dropped his stethoscope, looking at me with wide eyes. he immediately tried to leave but i was up and at the door, keeping it shut and locking it before standing between him and the door. "what are you doing here, nate?!" he said shakily as he back away from me. i took the liberty of moving closer and closer to him. "what am i doing here? apparently your time is precious so i have to schedule an appointment to see you. last time i did this, you pawned me off on some other doctor so i talked to the director. he was surprisingly helpful in this today," i saw that his back hit the wall and before he could get away i grabbed his waist, pulling him close. i finally got a good look at his face, one that i haven't seen in the past two weeks. there were dark shadows under his eyes, showing that he hadn't slept well in days. maybe even weeks. he was resistant as i leaned in closer, aiming for his neglected lips. he pulled away until i kissed him, then he flipped.

it wasn't even in the plans. i wanted us to spend the hour talking but we ended up having sex on the bed in the room. the first time ive seen his face during sex in the last month. the first time that i felt that burning in my chest that i had missed for so long. the occasional pecks were never enough. we hardly talked at all. nothing but thrusting and cum. the likes of which weren't seen in a while.

i had missed him. even though he slept in my bed at my house every night, i had missed. i missed the intimacy that we shared. how we could kiss for hours and not get tired or bored. the closeness that we had while on our vacation that i didnt want to end. it became the very reason i wanted him to move in with me. yet this time......this time there were tears. it was after we finished that he just started sobbing into my shoulder, pulling me closer and closer. he was fucking hysterical. he kept kissing me and kept kissing me, not letting me breathe for a second. i actually had to force myself away. the tears were flowing and he kept trying to kiss me. "what is wrong? tell me what is wrong!" i kept saying but he didnt even listen. he forced me back into another kiss. took a long while but he finally calmed down. took a minute to catch my breath. "i will see you when i get home, at a decent time, ok?" i growled sternly. he just slowly nodded his head. we got cleaned up and i headed out.