I open my eyes—slowly.
A large and greatly designed ceiling is showing in front of me—not clear but blurry. In a few seconds, a swollen, fluffy face came into view. e.
"He opened his eyes, doctor."
A man shouted in concern. I was in a daze for a few more minutes when the doctor was examining me. The BEEP BEEP sound is singing around my ears, constantly. Making my head hurt.
"What's going on?" Finally some words came out of my mouth.
I can feel the warmth on my palm. I move my eyes to look at the taller man.
"Seriously, Minato. You had to tell them that you were hungry." He grabbed his hair in frustration, "Then you collapsed. You know I nearly got a heart attack."
I look at the man, my face is covered in confusion. I collapsed?? What? When? Where am I ? I was talking to Shimizu at the drawing room right?
I tried to sit but unfortunately failed, then Shimizu helped me to sit.
"You don't need to do anything."
Shimizu is repeating that same sentence again and again. Making my brain short-circuit. In the mess my eyes fixed into the Shimizu bandaged neck. I touched it, carefully. Remembering every thing that I collapsed in the hall.
"He's fine but how are you feeling now, Sir?"
A young man in front of us in a white coat and wearing heavy glasses mumbled.
"I am fine, I guess."
Minato at the doctor with a nervous smile.
"Hm…" The doctor glanced at the report then at me, "Your condition is becoming worse plus because of your depression it is becoming worse."
Shimizu turned his face toward my face. His face became pale.
"Depression…"
Shimizu voice is too low, looking between doctor and me;
"What the hell are you talking about? My Minato cannot be depressed."
Shimizu's voice roars in the silence. I stare at Shimizu who shouted again. What is wrong with him nowadays? And what hell means My Minato; My ears become bitter red in the situation—ignoring it completely.
I squeezed his hand in embarrassment as 'what are you muttering about' I glared at Shimizu. Shimizu looked at me with a serious look feeling betrayed.
"Why are you shouting?"
I whispered in his ears. Instantly Shimizu's anger ran down, feeling Minato's hot breath peering into his flesh.
Shimizu shivered and became red as strawberry again taking deep breath—bowing.
In the romantic atmosphere, where as always Minato was confused doing his things while on the other side Shimizu getting gay panics attacked cuz his crush or his love is so close to him. While in between them one person crushing is none and only doctor. Who is fixing his clothes and glasses, looking at the luxurious ceiling, and in the corners—repreadly.
The doctor wants to run and leave those two love birds behind together but he can't because it is too serious to discuss with the patient.
And by looking at the couples I think that young men don't share his condition to his lover. So Yeah I can't also have some reason on his own. The doctor sighed, fixing his hair like some background character watching everything unfold.
Then flipping the report pages to examine it more seriously.
After 10 minutes; he couldn't hold his patience and wanted to attract the look of the two in front of him..
Ahem!
A voice echoed in the room.
In the end the doctor finally takes the attention of the love birds.
"Mr. Shimizu." The doctor's gaze shifted on the tall man who was covered with red blushed all over his body.
"Can you leave? I want to talk with patience."
"Why do I need to leave?"
Shimizu muttered fluently. He wanted to know everything that had been Minato not told.
"I want to talk to Mr. Minato about something more serious, so you have to leave."
"If it is a 'serious matter' it has to be in my view. I am not leaving."
Shimizu gripped Minato's soft palm—tightened.
The doctor gave me helpless eyes as nobody was there to take care of him. He wink at me. Finally I understand that 'serious matter' refers to his illness.
"Shimizu You need to leave."
I smiled looking at the doctor's side. Shimizu quickly turned his gaze toward me feeling more betrayed. Now Minato is also supporting nobody. If it's serious, I also need to know I am the closest one here.
"I know it is complicated but Mr. Shimizu, you have to understand the feeling of your partner."
That partner's words are filled with a melody that means Minato and I look like a couple, what a sight; He is unbelievably happy.
My eyes are wide open. He can think about that. We are friends not 'partners'. My face becoming redder
"Yeah. I care about my partner so much so I need to know."
Shimizu excitedly added his comment filled with pleasure with a smirk on his face.
"Hey, what are you saying, bastard."
I grabbed his ears—punishing. Ahhh his mouth is becoming more fluent in that kind of thing. When he grew up. Where my cute lil Shimizu was as pure as a mountain spring—go.
"We're not a couple means 'partner'. We're friends."
"Yeah we are."
Two voices contradict at the same time—they stare at each other for a few seconds. Where I fickle on his head to stop making it more embarrassing.
"You shut up. Your mouth started rising huh?" A flicker of disappointment showed in his eyes. He don;t about seeing his lil baby grow up and teasing him with a smirk on his face. So Ungrateful.
"You're a bad boy."
I mumbled and turned my gaze onto my palm—withdrawing from his warmth.
Shimizu's eyes widened. He grabs Minato's palm again but I retreat again and again. He looked at me with confusion. You're going to be married to me in future and divorce that bastard of yours. Shimizu thoughts.
I rejected his hand so many times that, in the process, I heard silent sobs—his body trembling like crazy. It was none other than Shimizu, crying.
Fuck… why does he cry over every little thing?
His tears started streaming, falling into my hand—sending shivers through me.
I sighed in defeat; I wiped his tears, "Don't cry." I rested my palm on him as comfort. I look at him with relief, my lil baby is not grown up he is still a crybaby.
I pat his head—lightly; Smiling;
Ahem! Ahem!
The doctor again bewitched the couple's gaze toward him. Thinking Why I am the one who is pissing in both of them. I feel too tired. They don't have any shame and they are in a secret relationship for sure who is gonna believe while acting like that.
He rubs his temple—glaring at the young couple.
From the voice both startled together simultaneously. Their faces become red in a few seconds. One covering his face in his palm, the other just staring at me in daze.
"I don't have so much time to waste in your lovey-dovey moment."
The doctor looked at his wrist, pulling his sleeve up to see his watch, which is already 9 pm.
"Okay. Shimizu, please go."
I muttered as sweet as honey with a glorious smile. I don;t want to waste someone's time who is in a hurry. Why the heck did the doctor find those things as 'lovey-dovey' Huh we are just close friends that's all.
Shimizu shook his head in denial, "NO." he announced his final decision. He turned his head toward the corner—ignoring.
Then I surrender in defeat, trying to stand up from the warm and soft bed. Okay if you're not going to leave then I am leaving and miserably fall into the land—with a thud sound.
Shimizu's gaze again quickly shifted on me with panic. He grabbed my shoulder and supported me to stand up, and sit on the bed again.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
Shimizu sulk, thinking I need to leave anyway, none other than what he is gonna go. It is ridiculous.
Shimizu passes the doctor—humping in anger plus sulking, throwing tantrums and giving the doctor a murderous glare then shutting the door behind him.
After the door was locked by the doctor.
"Now let's talk about the serious things."
The doctor is near the bed where Minato is sitting.
"Okay."
All soft moments gone in the blink of an eye becoming gloomy with seriousness.
TO BE CONTINUED.