{KSJ} My Beautiful Psycho -BxB-

Morning Time

I realize, gleeful
It is I who had control
Until he again, my dear old friend
Threw me back into my hole

Chapter contains content that may be considered offensive or NSFW. Read at your own risk~.

I sit up quickly, the sound of someone talking startling me to conciousness.

My neck pops as I lift it from the uncomfortable position and look at Seokjin on the bed. He's doing hand puppets again.

I take a minute to process this.

What has been triggering his talking sessions? Will he only speak in hand puppets? Will the sound machine come in handy for more than just sleep? What's wrong with the blanket?

What's wrong.
With.
The.
Blanket?

I blink for a second before leaning forward a bit to stare at the lift in the blanket, like Seokjin's hiding something beneath it.

I stand up and make my way to the bedside. "Seokjin," I say sternly ,"What are you hiding under the covers?"

He looks at me, hand mid sentence, not answering.

I sigh and put my hand up ,"Whatcha hiding, Seokjinie?"

He looks confused and opens his speaking hand ,"We ain't got nothing!"

I point to the uplifted blanket ,"Wassat?"

Seokjin looks and seems to ask that question himself. He grabs the blanket and flings it onto the floor to reveal a large erection.

...

We both just start screaming, he in surprise and I in embarassment. He puts his hand out and grabs it through his pants in attempt to puah it down, only earning a small, surprised moan from his lips.

I scream even more ,"NO!" as he puts his palm to the thing and then pokes it with the other hand.

Boy, you best believe I ran my screaming ass out of that room.

I almost ran directly into Namjoon.

"Ah," he drawls ,"I was coming to-" he looks me up and down. "What's happening?"

He starts jogging to the door.

"No!" I shout and block him before he can turn the knob.

He looks surprised and cocks an eyebrow ,"Excuse me?"

I blush madly ,"Do NOT go in there."

He looks concerned and slightly suspicious ,"Doctor Caswell," he deadpans ,"You have ten seconds to explain yourself before I call security."

"I-Wh- SECURITY?!" I take a deep breath and rush out ,"IWokeUpAndSawSomethingUnderTheBlanketAndThoughtHeWasHidingSomethingButHeMovedTheBlanketAndItWasAMassiveBoner."

I breathe a slightly relieved sigh and look aeay with a tomato red face. "We both started screaming and then he started touching it and I got scared and ran out..."

Namjoon just stares at me for a second. "BAHAHAHAH!" He loses his shit and laughs so hard that tears start streaming down his cheeks. He ends up doubled over on the floor.

I just stand there. "You fucking asshile!" I cry out without thinking ,"That shit was scarring!"

He looks up from the floor and wipes up the last of his tears. "Normally, I'd write you up for that kind of language." He stands up and chuckles ,"But I think you needed to let that out."

I stomp my foot and huff.

He gets a serious expression back on his face ,"It pains me to say this, but you have two more hours on your overtime and... well... You know the rules."

I blink and let out a loud cry ,"No!"

One of the first rules in the handbook- When dealing with a Ward B patient from floors 5-9 you must not leave them alone for more than 7 minutes during your shift or you will be penalized.

"Please Mr. Kim!" I plead.

He tuts ,"What if he has a meltdown and hangs himself with bedsheets?"

I scowl and make my way to the door. "Go away then." I order Namjoon ,"You don't need to see this."

He shrugs ,"Meet me downstairs as soon as you're... available and have Seokjin with you."

I nod and qatch him walk away. My lips release a small grunt of frustration and I throw the door open before I can talk myself out of it.

There it is, Seokjin pantless, cock in hand, eyes closed... And he's C U M M I N G.

Jesus... I blush hard and avert my eyes, closing the door.

He moans one last time, audibly saying ,"Caswell..!"

I immediately turn to him. His eyes are still closed...  Does he know I'm here or is he...

Hell to the no, thats insane. He's insane.

Fuck.

He sits up and looks at me with big eyes, panting and legs covered in his own semen.

"Doctor..." he mumbles without doing and puppets ,"Please... clean me up..?"

I gulp and make my way out of the room again, geading to get a wet rag. I return and he's waiting for me patiently. I rub his legs clean and start rubbing the base of his dick. To get all of him clean, I gently pick it up.

He
Fuckin
M o a n s
All breathy-like.

I screech and drop his dick back onto his thighs with a small thud.

He wiggles his hips a moment and I quickly finish wiping him down. I manage to get him redressed and begin the walk down to Namjoon's desk.

I shake my head lightly- this isn't the time to get all worked up, I need to get answers!