Are You Real? (NITW Gregg X Angus)

Chapter 14: Psychiatrist

(WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL PROBABLY BE VERY SAD/EMOTIONAL)

Angus awoke from darkness. He had no clue where he was. He did notice, though, that he was laying on a rather thin platform. His arms fell to the ground, his knuckles rubbing against what was carpet.

"Mr. Delaney." A deep, serious voice spoke. Angus shot up, sweat beading down his head. Angus's eyes averted over to a man in a suit, with glasses. He held a pen and notebook in his hands. Angus raised an eyebrows, and crossed his arms.

"Yeah? What about me?" Angus asked grumpily, his head pounding in pain. The man scribbled something down.

"Do you know where you are?" The man asked lightly. Angus looked around for a moment.

"Nope." He replied, rubbing around his ears. Once again, the man scribbled something down, humming thoughtfully to himself.

"Mr. Delaney, you're in the psychiatrist's office. I'm Dr. Paw." The man, who was called "Dr. Paw" told Angus, nodding once. Angus's stomach felt sick. His ears and noggin hurt, his eyes were all blurred and his mouth was dry. He had a very rapid heartbeat, and was sweating his ass off. That's when Angus's eyes trailed over to three familiar faces. He noticed Gregg, sitting there, tears swelled up in his eyes, dripping down his face. All the psychiatrist did was watch the guys' eyes lock.

"Angus," Gregg started, his voice shaking. Angus's eyes shone through the faint light of the office's window. "Th-they said you were found on-on top of a girl, clothes half off. What were you even thinking...?" Gregg asked tearfully, sobbing a few times. Angus let his ears fold forward, covering his face slightly, as he put his head into his hands. Gregg started to sob more, as Mae and Bea patted his back to make him feel better. Angus's eyes had tears coming out, dropping onto the carpet, the watery liquid fading slowly into the floor's cover.

"I-I w-was f-fucking dr-drunk, Gregg!" Angus stammered out. "I didn't even know what I was... D-doing..." Angus cried, clenching his jaw. Gregg's ears covered his eyes slowly. "I'm such a bad boyfriend..." Angus whispered, as the psychiatrist looked down at his notepad sorrowfully, writing down a lot of information. Angus felt a sudden 'flop' onto himself. Gregg's arms were wrapped around Angus, as tears of his went onto Gregg's fur, and visa-versa. Gregg sobbed out words,

"Oh, Angus..." He sobbed. "I've missed you, Angus..." Gregg whimpered, grabbing tighter. "I still love you, baby..." Gregg tugged out roughly. Angus just gently patted Gregg's head, rubbing his fingers through his fur.

"I love you too, Gregg..."