Rami Malek-Smuts and Imgaines

Timothy

-Timothy still lives at home
-His therapist
(So I didn't know much about Timothy but I just imagine him like that kek)

Your POV
"Hello Mr and Mrs Kercher. I'm (y/n). The therapist for Timothy.", I smiled as my new patient's parents opened the door.
"Great that you're  here! You see... Timothy really needs help. His other side Jack is taking over and we're scared of losing our son~", his father told me as he led me to Timothy's room.
"Oh don't worry. I will surely fix him. Somehow~", I reassured them.
And it was true, I was used to harder patients but a weird feeling flushed my skin as I saw the young man sitting on his bed, facing the window.
His father closed the door and let me do my work.
"Hello Mister Kercher. I am (y/n). It's a pleasure to meet you.", I said as nicely as I could, not knowing which person I was talking to.
And honestly, he looked kind of cute. Not playboy cute but something about him made me smile.
I never felt that way for my patients, overall I tried to focus on my job.
"Hello", his husky voice filled the room as he turned around.
His eyes were even more beautiful.
"I'm Timothy"
"Oh, I'm your therapist", I said and approached him.
He moved a bit over so I could sit down.
"We don't need any fucking help", his voice changed and sounded even deeper.
"Shut up Jack", Timothy faced the floor.
"Jack huh? Does he talk to you often?", I smiled at him.
"Yes... he pushes me down and it feels like I'm sleeping. I can't control it~", he faced me.
"Well I would love to talk to you for now Timothy. Would you try to focus? Just on me, nothing else ok?", I said with a soft voice as Timothy carefully nodded.
"So Timothy... how do you like the weather today?", I asked a simple question, to see how much he controlled himself.
"It's nice I guess~", he replied a bit frustrated. I knew that he tried to fight Jack back.
"Leave.", his low voice demanded. 
"Jack?", I looked at him.
"Bitch I said leave!", he growled at me.
"I swear I'm gonna fucking cut you open!"
"No you won't. Calm down. Please... Pretty please?", I looked at him with big eyes and a soft gaze.
Jack's tensed up body started to relax and let Timothy speak to me again.
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine honey.", I placed my hand on his cheek and softly pat it with my thumb. Timothy smiled and leaned into my hand.
Not knowing it, I leaned forward just as Timothy did.
I looked into his breath taking green eyes and he looked into mine.
"I'll see you tomorrow Timothy", I pulled away and grabbed my stuff.
He sat on his bed and somehow disappointedly waved goodbye as I left.
I told his parents that we made efforts.

*Time Skip to the next week*

I opened the door with the spare key that Mrs Kercher gave me and saw a note on the desk
"Hello darling. We're out for the night and well... well we hope you could take care of Timothy until we're back.
Yes, we know you're not a babysitter but he surprisingly likes you. Thanks.
-Mr and Mrs Kercher"
I smiled as I put the note in my bag.
I walked upstairs and knocked on Timothy's door.
"Come in", a soft voice said and I knew it was Timothy.
"Hey hun", I smiled and astonishingly even  hugged him.
"It's cool to see you", he smiled a bit.
"So? How's Jack doing?", I asked.
"An asshole as always... he hates everyone. Except...you.", he answered.
"Me? What about me?", I tilt my head a bit.
"He says you're beautiful. He never says such things. But I do agree with him~"

"Awww thank you. You know, you're one of my favorite patients. So sweet for~", I stopped myself from saying 'a hardly schizophrenic patient'

As usually, I asked Timothy silly and easy questions as once again, Jack came back.
"You're fucking hot", he said and smirked.
"Oh why thank you Jack.", I tried to stay calm even if I didn't like Jack that much.
Suddenly, he leaned forward, only a few inches away from me.
Then I pushed him away and looked down.
"What the fuck? I thought you were sending me signals!", he said angrily.
"I don't want to kiss you Jack. I want to kiss Timothy.", I stated.
"M-Me? B-But... But I'm not as confident as Jack~", Timothy's soft voice said.
"I don't care. I- I think I like you. And just you.", I replied, now leaning in.
"I like you t-", I interrupted Timothy as our lips closed the space between them, I moved even closer to him and cupped his face.
I felt how his tongue carefully licked my lip, asking for entrance to my mouth and I granted it.
I softly pushed my hands under Timothy's shirt and admired his tensed up chest.
One moment to the other, I found myself unzipping his pants and sliding my hand into his boxers where I felt his length growing. I also felt how the dampness between my legs spread the more I touched him.
Timothy softly groaned as I started brushing my hand against his shaft.
"Oh.. g-god", he gasped a bit.
I smiled and kissed him again, now pushing him down to the bed and tore down his pants.
I took off my shirt and kissed him passionately.
"Hey. Look, it's fine.", I told him as he hesitated to kiss me back.
"B-But what if Jack~"
"No, forget about Jack. I want you. Only you. I love you~", I traced his lips with my thumb.
"I will try.", he said with an unsure smile.
I untied my shoe laces and kicked them off, followed by my Jeans.
"Do you have protection?", I smiled at him.
He nodded and went to his drawer to get a condom.
It didn't look very new but I honestly didn't mind.
Timothy covered himself and me with the blanked where I watched him struggle to roll it on.
"Let me help babe", I placed my hand on his shaft and easily adjusted the condom.
Timothy crawled on top of me and placed himself between me.
"Put it in", I smiled and he did as I wished.
He softly started thrusting into me and it made me smile to see how careful he was.
"Ye-Yea! Right there! Harder~", I motivated him.
He started pounding me harder and I started panting faster.
He hovered over me and kissed me harshly, his thrust getting deeper.
"God Timothy!", I yelled as I got an unwanted answer.
"You can call me Jack baby"

"J-Jack?", I looked into his deep green eyes, darkened by lust.
I didn't feel like stopping him so I just continued making out with him, soon my body was flushed by an almost electric jolt and felt my walls tighten around his member. My moans became louder and high pitches as I came onto him, making him smile.
"Fuck I'm almost there! I-I love you (y/n)", his husky and yet lovely voice said and I knew it was Timothy now.
"I love you too Timothy!", I gasped as he finished off.
Soon after we got dressed, I turned on the Tv and wrote down some fake answers to my simple questions.
"We're home!", I heard Mrs Kercher yell.
I said my goodbye to Timothy and kissed him again.
"So how was the therapy today?", Mr Kercher asked me as I came downstairs.
"Oh.. uh'... it was great! Timothy is making real efforts.", I replied and then left as fast as I could.

Usually I didn't think about dating one of my patients.
I didn't even believe that I could 'fix' them like some old toy, I tried to help at least.
And I surely knew Timothy was a lot of work but I didn't mind at all.