Crazy Baby

Chapter 4; Kim Namjoon

      I've been working with Kim Seokjin for over a month now and no progress. I'm losing my ever lasting patience and he's grating on my last nerve. He refuses to even try to remember anything just stubbornly acts up.
      Does he not realize I could easily snap his neck or slit his pretty throat for much less? Obviously not. I suppose my natural disguise is just too good. Inside, though, I'm as black as pitch and deranged as the worst patient here. My facade is beginning to crack, however.
     He's bringing out the worst of me. I'll need to act soon. I'm just debating the best way to go about my plan. I could threaten him into acting as an actual adult for a day so I can write him cured...or I can slip him a drug that will slow his heart rate and put him to sleep and I could write him dead...steal his body right under their noses...
     Whatever I decide, though, I have to work fast. I'm sick of this place already. Of course, if Seokjin disappears I can't leave right away. That'd be way too suspicious and I always watch my tracks.
No...I have to make this quick and easy. And put down some extra groundwork with the other staff. Maybe take a few of the nurses on a date. Smirking, I take off my white coat and slip on my leather jacket. I leave on time this time so I can coincidentally walk out with the others.
"Dr. Kim! How's it going with our Jin? Has he been making any progress?" His personal nurse asks me.
I smile. "Oh yes. He's been a very good patient for me so far." I evade smoothly.
She frowns. "Really? Well, your charm must work on him, too, then because no one had been able to get him to open up about anything. I applaud your efforts, Kim." She nudges my shoulder, blushing.
I touch her arm gently. "Oh I don't think. I save the charm for beautiful ladies like yourself." I wink.
"R-really?" She bites her lip, face and neck red now.
I nod. "Are you hungry? Let me buy ya some dinner, yeah?"
I give her no room to deny and take her hand, leading her to my car as the other nurses look on with envy. Oh, sweetheart, you really don't want all this. It'll kill you. I hide my smirk as I buckler her in and take us to a nice restaurant.
    

     After our meal, I play the perfect gentleman and drop her off after a peck on the cheek. She blushes like mad before dodging into her house like her ass is on fire. Smh. I drive home all the while thinking of our little date.
     I believe my plan is working flawlessly if I do say so myself. Now all I need is to take the other nurses out and make them believe I'm truly on the path to healing my little patient. God I can't wait to taste him. Touch him. Make him hurt. Just the thought makes me hard. Just a little while longer and he'll be mine. Hopefully by this time next week.
     I've made sure not to have any more rough sessions after that last spanking. Too risky. It's been so hard not to force him over my desk and fuck him, though. He's just...too pretty. Too much.