The Cure ~eruri~

Chapter 1

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Levi shifted where he sat, thin paper crinkling with his every subtle movement. The texture was slightly rough against the backs of his bare thighs. The thin hospital gown was large on his small frame, yet still insisted on opening in the back and leaving him to feel a draft.

While many people became nervous sitting in an exam room, waiting for the doctor's arrival, Levi was perfectly tranquil. The solitude in these long moments calmed him. The pristine medical equipment on the simple counter and walls, the faint scent of disinfectant, and the plastic privacy curtain hiding him from the door all soothed him with their authenticity. Every room here was so clinical and clean; nearly to the point of sterile. Levi valued cleanliness, and the sanitary atmosphere in these rooms were more than up to his standards.

It had been hard for him to adjust to being in a place like this at first. He'd forsaken the pride and dignity, that dominated every other aspect of his life, just to walk through the front door the first time. The strict discretion required of the staff reassured him, and eventually removed his fear of their silent judgement. They had all proven to be as professional as expected from an establishment like this.

A gentle knock sent a small thrill up Levi's spine. He was meeting his new doctor today, and even all his stoicism could not suppress his anxiety. The ambiance of the place promised that he would be well cared for, and he hoped the doctor would live up to that promise. The heavy door was pushed open, then swung back into place with a loud click from the metal handle. There was a soft shuffle of footsteps before the plastic curtain was gently pulled back with a swish. Levi's heart thudded upon seeing the doctor; here was a man who could potentially intimidate his patients with his appearance alone. He was over six feet with broad shoulders, neatly combed blond hair, and large matching blond eyebrows over bright blue eyes. The rest of his facial features were obscured by a blue medical mask, and while his white lab coat concealed the fine lines of his body it was obvious that he was a large, muscular man.

"Mr. Scout?" A deep voice rumbled at him, while a huge hand was presented for Levi to shake. "Pleased to meet you, I'm Dr. Smith."

"Hello, Doctor." Levi responded, shaking the man's hand. He never spoke much if he could help it, unless answering questions or voicing concerns. Dr. Smith casually sat on the rolling stool beside the counter and flipped open a manila file. As his bright eyes scanned its contents, he said,

"I've been looking over your file, and it seems it's been a while since you've updated your information. We can begin there, and afterwards you can tell me what brought you in today, alright?" The doctor clicked the end of a pen and placed it, ready to write, on the paper. "Full name?"

"Robert Scout." Levi said, without missing a beat. Like hell he was ever going to give his real name. Part of the policy was complete anonymity. Even Dr. Smith knew that 'Robert Scout' was an alias. He wrote it down regardless, in what looked like flawless cursive before continuing with the normal list of biographical questions,

"Age?"

"I'm 32." No need to lie about that, Levi thought, he was still too young to do so.

"Height?" Levi hesitated, but the eyes that glanced over at him were not harsh or judgmental. They coaxed him to answer, which he did a second later;

"5'3." He was relieved when Dr. Smith moved on to the next question without lingering on the subject of his height.

"Weight?"